There was a rumble of laughter.
A groan.
And a murmured “Don’t count on it.”
I was curled upon my side, coming in and out of lucidity. I was sticky, sore, and exhausted, but somehow I still needed more.
“Shh.” Wilder’s deep voice rumbled against my back, and I realized I’d been whining. “You need your alpha, kitten?”
Rough hands parted my legs and he pressed inside. I let out a shuddering sigh of relief. I writhed against him, but he tightened his hold. “You need to sleep.” He stroked his hands down my front. “I’ll stay inside you, sweetheart, and keep this greedy little pussy stretched while you rest.”
I struggled against my exhaustion, but he kept his touch firm and soothing. The tension in my muscles slowly released and I finally drifted off.
77
Lucy
I had no idea whatit was like for a free diver to come back to the surface, but I wouldn’t be shocked if it felt like this.
“Are you back with me, sweetheart?”
The low voice lulled me back to that sweet place that was all sensation and pleasure. My limbs were warm, my body floating. I liked it here.
My nose crinkled when something was pressed to my mouth that wasn’t a cock. I turned my head, trying to get away, but it followed me.
“You need to hydrate. Drink this for me.”
I pressed my lips together.
The earth beneath me shook. “Where’s that sweet, compliant omega who kept presenting her sweet little cunt to me?”
Something gripped my jaw.
“Do you need me to be strict with you? Because I can do that.Open.”
My lips parted and I gulped down the water trickling into my mouth.
“That’s my good girl.”
Slowly, reality trickled in. “I’m in a bathtub.”
“Someone got a bit messy.” Wilder tightened his arms around me and kissed my cheek. He was sitting behind me in the tub, our limbs entwined, his fingers soothing my skin.
“My heat’s over.” A lump rose in my throat at the realization.
“Are you in pain, sweetheart?” The concern in Wilder’s voice was evident. He must have sensed my sadness through the bond.
I shook my head.
His chest rumbled with a purr, and he ran his thumb along his bond mark on my breast. “It can be intense to come down from the rush of hormones. You take as much time as you need.”
My eyes drifted shut. Time lost all meaning, tracked only by the number of times Wilder refilled the tub with hot water.
When I woke again, I was much more lucid. I turned against Wilder’s chest so I could see my alpha. His hair was tied back in two short braids, and I had a vague memory of Leo braiding his hair to keep it from getting tangled.
“Hi.”
A slow smile spread across his face. “Hi, beautiful.”
