The troubling thought that this might indeed be a pre-heat, or even the early phase of the damn thing itself, keeps bouncing around in my head despite my firm resistance.
And I fight it hard!
At one point Eliano turns and checks me out, but says nothing. A few minutes later he looks over again and catches me staring. I hold his gaze.
Something shifts in his face, like he feels it too, that weird pull in the air. He goes a little tense, cheeks faintly flushed. My stomach tightens. So I’m not imagining this sexual energy, right?
Once more it stirs in my throat, this weird pressure coming out of nowhere. That same urge again, like I’m about to make some kind of AO sound. But what sound? Seriously, what is this? It feels like something is trying to force its way out of my lungs.
And then it just happens.
Oh shit.
It comes out high-pitched and piercing, but also somewhat melodic, calling. I can barely even hear the note myself. What the hell did it mean?
Eliano snaps his head up and spins toward me. His pupils are blown wide, and he lets out a sharp huff.
"What the hell did you just do?! That wasn’t funny, Salt!"
"What?!"
"The sound. You can’t just make that and think it won’t affect me. I’m a young alpha! Don’t fuck around with it!"
Somewhat shocked by his reaction, I want to ask what the hell that’s even supposed to mean, because I simply don’t know what I just did. But the way he reacts tells me enough. This is dangerous territory, and I really don’t want to step into it.
So I downplay it. "It’s nothing. I was just… messing around," I mumble.
Silence stretches between us. He seems irritated, on edge. So the mystery stays uncovered. I made an AO sound and don’t even know what kind!
Still, one thing won’t stop. I keep staring at Eliano. I can’t make myself look away. It feels like magic. Or maybe a curse.
Eliano appears uncomfortable under my piercing stare, suddenly jerks to his feet, and heads for the bathroom.
A second later, I hear the shower turn on. My brain kind of short-circuits. Before I can talk myself out of it, I’m already pulling my clothes off and slipping under the blanket, naked, heart racing. I tug it up around my waist and dim the lights, trying to look casual, like this wasn’t a completely unhinged decision.
A moment later, Eliano comes out of the bathroom.
He is wearing only boxers. Fuck, his bare, sculpted chest looks insanely good in the low light, shadows carving out his definition, droplets of water catching the light in a way that feels almost deceitful.
Eliano lies down beside me, settling on his back, staring up at the ceiling. Silence stretches between us. I fight myself, and then I give in.
In a sudden surge of desperation, I fling the blanket aside. Eliano turns his head and sees that I am naked underneath, my back and ass fully exposed for him to see.
Bam, I let it out!
"You said yesterday that you like my hole," I blurt out in a voice I barely recognize as my own.
Eliano flinches slightly; I hear a quiet release of breath. "Well, I told the truth. I have seen some in porn, and yours is… well. Beautiful. Perfect."
"Would you like to kiss it?"
WTF?
Yup, I am being impossible. My damn instability is working against me again. One decision and then, bam, another. I cannot hold the line for even a moment. Walking, talking fucking chaos.
"Salt, is this some kind of game? You know I would want that, but we talked about this today…"
"I just want to get close to that line, without crossing it. Do you understand?" I whisper.
