I moan softly as he consumes me, my body taking everything he offers. My brain is foggy, but lots of endorphins and pheromones coating us both are another reminder of how much I love the way his cock still stretches me and fills me so right.
“Spread wider, rohi,” he slurs against my ear. His arms stretch forward, his chest presses against my back so he can roll us without pulling out. Kai’s mouth drops to my neck, and I crane my throat for him, knowing he wants to dig his teeth back against the spot reserved for claiming. Before I can remind him why we need to wait, he slams his knot back inside as another wave of his need to fill me draws us both back down into the headless, wonderful pleasure we’ve been drowning in for hours.
An Alpha rut is nothing short of nearly dying from exhaustion and drowning in orgasms. My body is sore, but it’s a delicious pain, a reminder of our strangle-hold too.
I know it’s only been hours because unlike an Omega heat, this time I’m the one that is not lost in physical need. He is. I’ve been aware of each touch, and all my thoughts have been locked on the way he feels inside me.
Kairo sits up suddenly, I can feel his body swaying in his exhaustion but his cock and mouth are still hard. Tight fingers grip my waist, pulling me up before one hand strokes over every vertebra until he reaches my face.
The last of the black need fades from his green eyes. There’s been more times than not that they’ve reminded me of twinkling neon stars. Like right this second, and he’s still got the cheekiest grin on his face. He pulls my face to his, his lips on mine, before he breathes out the very last of his scent deep into my lungs. I guess he breathes in too much because he pitches over, and I go along for the ride.
Laughing, I bounce off his chest, and he chuckles softly. I feel it through his chest more than I hear it. “Best fucking night ever,” is the last thing he says until he passes out. And this time it is immediate. His breathing deepens, a little snore here and there. When I go to slip away, he doesn’t fight like he did to have me stay. His fingers curl over my arm like he wants to snuggle, but I need to hustle.
Checking the time only confirms what my aching and tired body is telling me: the night is done and pretty soon the sun will rise. Unlocking the door to my nest, I move into my bathroom but leave it open so he will know where I am. There is a huge part of me that wants to climb back in my nest and roll in my ruined sheets, so full of his scent. But despite having a monumental night, I can’t afford to miss the meeting, especially now.
Kairo was right, finding a compatible Alpha changes lots of things, it also opens a million cans of worms and I need to speak with Douglas about the process the board is suggesting to screen any potential Alpha and pack as suitable. It’s not really fair for me to dump that on Kairo’s shoulders before I have a better understanding of what I’m asking him to endure.
The hot water pounds over my shoulders, but it feels heavenly when I tilt my head back and wet my hair. I rush though, instead of taking my time. I move like my ass is on fire and that has nothing to do with the time and everything to do with not wanting to wash away all his scent from my body.
“Don’t you dare clean your pussy of my scent, Heidi,” Kairo whispers as he climbs under the water with me. His arms wrap around me, holding my back to his chest.
“I thought you were sleeping.”
“You left.”
“I have to go.”
“That’s why I’m here,” he says, his tongue lapping at the water on my shoulder before he reaches over and turns the tap off.
“You didn’t wash.” I smirk.
“You’re right. I didn’t. I want your scent on me for days. Every time I take a piss I want your sweetness to remind me of having found you.” He guides me out before leaving me dripping wet on the mat as he goes in search of towels. They’re not hard to find but he touches over each one of them until he finds the one he wants. And then he shakes it out before using it like a cape over my shoulders. “What time will you finish?”
“A couple of hours.”
“Okay.” He leans over and kisses my forehead sweetly, while also scenting me up again.
“Kai! The girls are coming with me,” I say while leaning in for more.
“Your Scorned Girls, right?” he asks me, and I melt as he remembers.
“Yep. Scorned Girls, and they’re coming with me.”
“That’s okay,” he says cryptically.
I pop an eyebrow.
“Pretty girl, they have to know who I am. Goes with the territory.” He chuckles before dipping lower to kiss me deeper. His tongue sweeps over mine.
“Kai,” I moan.
“I like you calling me Kai.” He grins. “Stop distracting me.”
“Me, distracting you?” I growl at him, but he steps away, grabbing another towel to dry off. He sits on the edge of my oversized vanity.
I blow dry my hair and apply my makeup with him watching and cataloguing each move I make; it should be unnerving, but it’s not. The quiet between us is nice. It feels easy too. He hops off the bench then leads me out of the bathroom and sits me on the bed. “Did you know it’s my choice day today?
“You made that up.” I roll my eyes, putting on my watch and jewellery.
