All of me fills with euphoria, and my body floats light as a feather. His scent thickens, becoming my anchor, and then it becomes the only thing I can taste.
With his hands holding me spread the sparkling stars appear in my eyes but I blink them away not wanting to miss a second of the way he worships. I’m lost in pleasure, whimpering in need, and when he sucks my swollen clit between his teeth and clamps down, I come so ferociously I feel a rush of my orgasm gushing outwards. And then I watch in shock as I realise part of that sensation was me.
“Oh my god. I am so sorry,” I whisper horrified.
“You never apologise for making a waterfall, baby. Jesus, you never have to be ashamed for how fucking perfect you are.” Hendrix refuses to let me hide away, pulling my hands away from my face. “This,” he looks back down to my very wet pussy, “is your gift for your Alpha. Now be a good girl and sit there proud as fucking punch while you watch me savour every last drop.”
Hendrix’s eyes roll back in his head and he laps and licks until I become so hypersensitive I have to push him away. I expect pushback, but instead I get an Alpha intent on teaching me a lesson in heartfelt aftercare.
Standing up, he cups my face and doesn’t let me hide away. “Thank you. I was serious though, please don’t feel ashamed. Have you never done that before?”
I’ve never come because of someone else beforeis what I should say. Instead, I shake my head, and the smile on his face grows. “And now you’re feeding my ego.” He wets one of the clean hand towels. The cold water is soothing but not as much as his care and attention. He helps me off the vanity. My face is rosy, pink as a result of my orgasm, along with the lingering effects of my embarrassment and his attention.
Hendrix tips my head to the light then he wipes mylipstick off and cleans around my mouth before going through my bag and returning with my lip-liner and my lipstick.
“Do you know how to do it?” I ask.
“I’m about to learn.” He removes the cap, his hand hovering above my lips before he kisses me softly instead.
It’s a ‘see you very soon’ kiss, and my chest squeezes happily.
His hand doesn’t shake as he focuses, and within a couple of minutes, my lips look as if I’ve just stepped away from a makeup consultation at a high-end department store.
Gently, he turns me towards the mirror so I can fix my hair, while he runs his hands down the backs of my legs, smoothing my skirt into place.
“Hendrix,” I warn. “I’ve got no panties on; I can’t go out there like that.”
“Don’t flash anyone and you’ll be fine.” He winks before he growls softly under his breath as his hands cup and squeeze my naked butt some more. He presses his body to mine.
For a millisecond, my heart stops when I feel the press of his length. He’s hard. The last time an Alpha pressed against me was the most horrendous night of my life.
Everything about that memory and this one are worlds apart. Hendrix’s scent, and the way he touches and holds me so gently but confidently, makes me feel seen. And that is empowering.
I watch his reflection in the mirror, already knowing his eyes are going to flame with what I say. “It seems only fair that tomorrow I’ll be on my knees for you.”
He looks stunned for half a second before he laughs. I’ve seen lots of different emotions in the very short amount of time we’ve met, but seeing Hendrix laughing, and knowing I was the cause of it, makes me feel like a complete badass.
I get a hard slap on the ass before the Alpha I just startedhaving a very illicit affair with unlocks and opens the door. At the last chance before he leaves, he turns around. “Expect me to lose my shit at you tomorrow for you returning the money, cards, and everything else back to me. I want you to have them and use them when and however you need, Simona. I don’t want you to feel trapped, but I also need you to have them. Caring for you is important to me. All that aside, and like you suggested, you’ll be on your knees for me.”
The door closes quietly behind him, and the reality of what I just did hits. I need a few seconds to bask in the fallout. But a minute is all I allow myself before I realise how much time has passed, and how much crap the girls are going to give me.
I fly out of the bathroom and sneak out the back door, grabbing my phone out of my bag and walking up and down the sidewalk a few times, purposely waving at the girls in the process. Lying through my teeth, but also knowing I’ll do it time and time again if I have to.
Chapter
Fifteen
SIMONA
My phone buzzes against my leg and without looking I know it’s Hendrix. He’s been texting consistently throughout the day, keeping me updated.
Raney, Heidi, and Tristan are in the middle of critiquing the finger food the cooking class has prepared for our end of semester breakup party, destroying the samosas with their usual savagery. Not that they need to fight for food at these events, all the other Omegas steer clear of anything with spice or heat.
“They never have enough of these.” Tristan grabs the last one, offering a bite to Heidi. “Why would you put corn in them? Like peas I get, but corn?”
“Raney,” Bella calls out, clicking her fingers impatiently for Raney to collect her plate.
The girls and I volunteered to serve the function because it meant we didn’t have to stand around and talk BS with the visiting Alphas but also so we could get first dibs on all the good food.
