I breathed a delighted sound, enticingly rocking my hips against his length until he hissed, nails biting into my hips to stop me. A cloud of my scent thickened as I perfumed, and Kaelen snapped. Sliding out of the bed, he lifted me in his arms, carrying me toward the bathroom.
“Patience,” he said, more to himself than me, it seemed.
The cool air in the ensuite stung my flushed skin. Kaelen sat me on the vanity while he busied himself running the bath. I greedily drank in the vision of his toned, muscled legs flexing as he crouched.
Saliva coated my tongue when I imagined running it over the lines of every tattoo decorating his chest. I wiggled slightly, releasing a breathy sound. Turning, I faced the mirror, shocked by the image staring back at me.
Pale pink colored my cheekbones, a flush still warm on my chest and neck. Rough skin bounced under my fingers as I feathered them across my lips. My hair was a knotted mess. All that aside, I couldn’t stop staring at the raised mark at the juncture of my collarbone.
Kaelen turned, steam rising from the tub.
“It’s very pretty,” he said, his eyes dark as the backs of his knuckles grazed over the sensitive skin. “Just like my omega.”
Another blaze of love alighted in our bond, and I splayed fingers between my breasts. Lips pressed against the underside of my jaw as he lifted me, lowering us into the bathtub.
Water sloshed over the sides, lavender bubbles curling around my toes.
My back leaned into him, his legs bracketing my hips. A soapy cloth trailed over my arms, melting away the tension that had been suffocating me for days. My eyes closed. The gentle caress of his hands lulled me into a light doze.
Fingers slid into my hair, shampooing and massaging my scalp. The motion made me moan, and he prodded the small of my back.
“Needy alpha,” I teased.
“Only for you,” he murmured, his tongue flicking over his bite.
We stayed in the bath until the water cooled, the last of the steam billowing into nothingness. Rivulets of water cascaded along the divots of his muscles as he stood, eyeing me like a starving lion. The tattoos on his hand flexed as he extended it to me, helping me out.
Wrapping an oversized towel around me, he carried me back to our nest, gently laying me in the mountain of blankets and pillows that smelled likeus.
Strong arms curled around my bare thighs, his fingers dimpling the skin there as he dragged me closer. He sat on his knees, illuminated in the afternoon sun. My core fluttered. He teased my opening, and my back arched.
With a feral growl, Kaelen fell to his stomach, burrowing his face between my thighs. The tip of his tongue followed the path his thumb had taken, the ecstasy blinding.
“Mine,” he said, lapping at me until my vision blurred. “Already so wet. Taste as sweet as you smell. Going to come for me, Omega?”
“Yes. Yes. Yes,” I chanted, yanking on his hair and bucking into his mouth.
A moan vibrated against my clit and I came with a broken cry as my release tore from some unfathomable place in my core that I didn’t know existed.
“More,” he rasped, slipping two fingers into my pussy.
“God,” I whimpered.
“He’s not here, mo chroí. He has forsaken you. Left you with the devil. I’ll be your god.”
“Fuck.”
“Yes,” he growled. “I will fuck you. Corrupt you. Sin for you.”
He unraveled me. Ruined me. I came two more times, once with his mouth and fingers before he sank into me, stretching me in the most devastating way.
“Knot,” I gasped, clawing at his sculpted shoulders with each snap of his hips. “Alpha. Husband. Please.”
“Again,” he said, kissing my neck. “Say it again.”
“Alpha,” I begged.
“No. The other one.”
