“Hey,” he said with a sweet kiss on the tip of my nose.
“That was so fucking good,” I praised, tightening my grip around his shoulders. “Do it again.”
He did once more before letting me nap for an hour. In that time, he ran down to the car and used my key to get back inside. By the time I woke, he had water waiting for me.
The low burn of my heat was steadily rising. This time, I felt like he’d hit my womb. Those orgasms were always more intense than regular ones.
“Are you ready to breed me, alpha?”
“So ready.”
This time he teased me by kissing and licking all over my body before his cock eased inside me. He started at my toes, with tiny, ticklish pecks. The space behind my knee had butterflies fluttering in my tummy.
God, he was so sexy as he licked the hollow of my throat. In his blue eyes were tiny flecks of green. I loved looking at them.
He propped my leg on his shoulder as he sucked my cock and fingered my hole. Xavi continued to work my body with an almost sadistic determination. He practically had his whole fistinside me, but I loved it. I’d come twice and was begging for more. I could barely hold on for him to get inside me at just the thought of having his hand in there!
By the time my heat was nearly over, he’d flooded my womb with his come. I loved the feeling of it and prayed it would work. I wanted to keep him.
We lay on the bed with me on my side, my leg hiked up. Xavier pumped deep into me, the angle perfect to nail my prostate and enter my womb. There, nestled in his arms, I hoped that this would be it. That I’d get my sign.
When he knotted me, I sank further into his embrace. With his arms and pheromones wrapped around me, my heat ended.
The invitation came from a number I didn’t recognize. Xavier had warned me his moms wanted to throw him a birthday party slash housewarming in his new house and when it would be so I could make plans to go. The apartment he’d sold and split with Gio had been absurdly expensive. It left him with enough to buy a nice four-bedroom property not all that far from Curtis with a decent-sized yard out back. He still had a mortgage, but it wasn’t too much for him to handle on his budget. Besides, he was doing well for himself in his job.
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Hey Brady, I’m Leigh-Anne, Xavier’s alpha mom. The party starts at seven. Stacy, my wife, has created a registry because our son wouldn’t dream of asking for anything for this place! Hope to meet you at the party.
Leigh-Anne had attached the invitation along with Xavier’s address. I sent back something polite confirming I’d be there. My stomach was full of nerves at the thought of meeting his family. He hadn’t said all that much about his alpha sister, Kaitlyn. I knew she was a couple of years older than him, mated to a guy Xavier had struggled to like at first. He’d been right, and they divorced after the guy had their son. Kaitlyn now raised her son, Teddy, alone. He was around the same age as Marty’s daughter, Maddy, maybe. Wasn’t a hundred percent on that one.
For his housewarming, I got Jae to create an anime-style drawing of me and Xavier that I put in a frame. My head told me it was a bad idea, that it suggested we were far more than just people who fucked sometimes. I was blaming it on all the heat hormones scrambling my brains. It didn’t matter that it was three weeks after my heat. Nope. His birthday gift was a forty-year-old bottle of scotch. Expensive, yet worth it.
By the time the day of the party dawned, I’d worked myself into a state over it. I’d been tempted to call my family or Jae for advice, but I couldn’t rely on them for everything. They had their own lives to lead, and this was a mess of my own making.
If I wanted something with Xavier, I had to bite the bullet and ask for it.
I took a ride share to his house. Someone had strung up fairy lights all over the house and along the walkway up to the blue front door. There was a note stuck to the door that told me to head on through.
The hallway was brightly lit and welcoming. At the end, I could hear the noises of the party coming from the open-plan kitchen diner extension. There were patio doors open leading out to a lantern lit yard with comfortable looking seating for the guests.
Xavier spotted me from his place at the grill. He nudged his friend, getting them to take over, and approached me.
“Hey, good to see you!” He wrapped his arms around me, but didn’t go in for a kiss. There was an awkward moment where we sort of stared at each other as if we were going to go in for one, but we backed away. Xavi huffed a laugh, pressed a kiss to my cheek, and wrapped an arm around me. “Want me to introduce you to everyone?”
“Um…”
“Okay, not all at once. Want a drink?”
“Xavi? Is that Brady?” called a woman who had to be his mom. They had the same ocean blue eyes, though her hair was a darker brown than Xavi’s. His had more gold highlights through the wavy strands.
“Yeah, Mama,” he answered. “C’mon,” he said to me. “We better head over there or she’ll refuse to serve us. She’s our bartender for the night.”
“Oh, you are just as handsome as he said you were,” Stacy praised as we drew closer. “Here, have some of my iced tea. It packs a punch.” I took the offered glass and sipped carefully. As soon as it hit my throat, I felt the burn. I coughed, which made Stacy laugh. “You’ll get used to it.”
“Wow! That’s uh… powerful.” To Xavi I whispered, “Don’t let me drink too many of these or I’m not going home.”
He leaned into me and spoke in an undertone. “What if I don’t want you to go home?”
