“How long has she been sleeping?” I ask, my voice quieter than her breathing.
He thumbs on the safety before putting his gun under the mattress in easy reach. “Three hours. She’s eaten too.”
I flick my eyebrows up at his statement before my eyes drift over every inch of where she’s sleeping. A bare toe sticks out of her nest made of blankets, not hospital issue ones, and her little foot is like a kick in the guts at how much time we’ve spent apart.
I point at her nest, wanting answers, and the cocky fuck smirks before he lifts his hand, and I realise she’s hidden away in the Wolverines team colours. No doubt his own scent is interwoven within it, helping her feel comfortable and safe enough to snuggle down.
Jealousy surges through me, but I use her little toes as my anchor, and it helps to get my mood locked down. And that’s where any of my attention on him or his presence here completely dissolves. Without hesitation, I could have him by the throat in a second, and since we’re both very aware of that, my alpha settles and starts to enjoy his mate sleeping, spread out like an angel waiting for tasting. My hands fiddle with the side gate on his bed, lowering it before my hands dig under the blankets to explore her warmth.
“Hope your head injury means you’re needing extra sleep. Grab some ear plugs too,” I offer as I roll her over. Even in sleep she’s responsive, and the small sigh along with the heady rush of her scent is like a soothing balm on the restlessness that’s been riding my ass for the past long days.
Using both hands, I find the waistband of her sleep shorts and slide them straight down her long slender legs, undressing her with a practised touch.
“Turn the heat up,” I demand on an impatient growl as I throw the blanket over his face.
And since she’s still cuddled up in his arms, there’s little he can do. Scrambling would wake her, and even I know he doesn’t want that. Except the athletic fuck has been graced with exceptional wrist dexterity. With little effort, he has the blanket off his face, his eyes locked on what I am doing.
Keeping my movements slow and gentle despite my surging hunger, I lift one of Raney’s legs open, letting it settle over him. Pausing, because she is that fucking stunning, I take a moment to drink down her relaxed state, and her still swollen pussy. Her scent is stronger, and by god it teases me.
My pause for appreciation lasts for all of a second before I have no choice but to lean down to lick the sleep from her.
A feral need takes hold at the first taste of her on my tongue. It’s like a wildfire of desire ignites as I sink to my knees dragging her ass to the edge of the mattress as I wake my kitten with the very wettest of reunions. Raney on my tongue is as necessary as oxygen, and we’ve been together long enough for me to know how much she likes me enjoying her body while she sleeps.
A soft purr falls from her lips as she starts swaying her hips in a very slow and seductive way under my attention. Spearing her with my tongue, I hear the noises she makes change into a strangled pant that stirs the air so much all I smell is her. While all I taste is her—a winning combination in my books. It’s exactly what I need after being away.
Her first orgasm is small and tasty. It glazes my lips and leaves a lingering sweetness on my tongue. Watching, I see the moment her hunger wakes her properly. It’s hard to miss the way she reaches over for Puck, even with her eyes closed.
“No,” I snarl to stop her not waiting for an answer, as my tongue returns to circle around her swollen clit. My fingers pump inside her pussy as I lick my claim in front of him.
He waits, as he fucking should. And the building purr that was starting to rumble louder from her rolls into a deep moan.
“They didn’t treat you right, micina. Your pussy is strangling my fingers,” I chuckle leaning in to flick my tongue over the stretch of her glossy pussy, teasingly and purposely not touching her clit. “Another one, and then I’m going to fill you with my cock. A hard reminder of who you belong to.”
Her fingers wrap in my hair as she holds me in place, as she shows me exactly how much she enjoys my mouth on her body and my fingers in her pussy. Without warning, her jade green eyes burst open as they sparkle like emeralds caught in sunlight. She lets go for me, her pleasure making her keen like a cat.
Licking my lips, enjoying the sweetening of her slick, I drop my pants. Winking at her in warning, I ram my cock so far and hard into her that her mouth opens in silent ecstasy. I take a savage kiss from her that is not about reacquainting. It’s a show of ownership. And she’s fucking mine.
Her nails score over my shoulders as she tries to get even closer, making me chuckle egotistically against her lips. “Miss me, darling?” Without waiting to hear her reply, I bury my face into the crook of her neck and wrap my lips around Puck’s fading claim. I suck on the gland where she leaks her scent from. The very place that will soon wear my claim, as I start to fuck her faster, and harder into his hospital bed.
With each thrust I feel more like myself. Raney is the only omega I have ever responded to. From the second she scented for me, she became the only person alive to sate the beast that constantly rages inside my head. Without question, she is my greatest strength, and the only weakness I have. But I can easily admit that to anyone.
Hoisting one of her legs to rest on my shoulder, I slow the way we fuck. She feels like a goddess possessing every part of me. Power literally coats her skin, rolling off her, and the satisfaction of being the one inside her heats every part of me.
Raney pulls my forehead to hers and whispers endlessly words that only make sense to us. Our shared grunts and moans, the strained groans of our body coming as one, is our love language. And Jesus, I fucking love this woman.
“Ready, kitten?”
“Always,” she purrs, and a wide smile breaks over her lips. I clamp my hands around her waist as I slam my knot inside her body.
The sensation is a collision of heaven and hell as I surge inside her. But she matches my intensity with her own. Her pussy clamping and quivering in waves around me, driving me to nearly howl at the fucking moon. Instead, I drop my mouth to hers, stealing her oxygen and her submission with every twist of our tongues.
She fights me, but it’s never been against my dominance and my insatiable appetite to own her. She fights to give me everything she can.
“Only you,” I growl over her smiling lips. The both of us taking desperate lungful’s of air, but she hasn’t finished with me.
With a sultry smirk on her face, she demands more.
Manhandling her is easy; she’s completely submissive and eager. I’ve had many dealings with Raney’s needs, and along the way, I’ve had to learn how to trust her more than I trust myself. With my knot buried deep inside her hungry body, it makes shuffling her around harder, but the pleasure increases tenfold as I shift her leg over so she’s lying on her side facing Puck. I slap her ass in warning before I rail into her in a near frantic desperation. Raney twists her body, her eyes latched, on mine and I can see the question in them before she’s even figured out a way to ask.
