Chapter 11 Summer
SUMMER
Jae was pierced.
Jae was pierced .
I was not supposed to fucking know that Jae was pierced!
In fact, he wasn’t supposed to be here at all. I knew I had only lived here for a week but I’d gotten my routine down pat already. After I finished work in the afternoon, I would pop into the empty bathroom to freshen up before heading back out again.
I leaned against the closed bathroom door, the erratic rhythm of my heart deafening in my ears.
New adjectives overloaded my already flustered version of Jae.
Naked, wet, tattooed-all-over Jae and his pierced fucking dick.
His saltwater alpha scent trampled all common sense.
Jae emerging from the ocean. Jae pushing back his wet hair as sparkling droplets trickled over his abs.
My omega instincts were single-minded, confused as to why I wasn’t back inside that bathroom, riding that shiny piece of jewelry until kingdom come.
My world suddenly fell out from beneath me and I screamed, falling backward as the door opened from the inside.
“Oh shit. I didn’t know you were—”
Of course he didn’t. What normal person would lean up against the door when they knew a hot naked man was on the other side?
Me, that’s who. Summer Dickmatized Pham.
Jae peered down at where I was lying on the floor, just as unsure of the situation. At least his towel was now around his waist, saving me from the view of his assets from this new angle.
“I, um, wanted to say that I’ll be done in a minute and then the bathroom is all yours.”
Sinfully gorgeous, adorable, and polite. If he could reveal one of his flaws soon, that would make me feel better.
“Great. Thank you,” I said, massaging my forehead.
Tell him you want to shower and he should join you just in case he missed a spot.
I bit down on my tongue until the compulsion passed. Jae had his hand outstretched and I took it, letting him haul me up. The door swung shut behind us, trapping me inside the bathroom with him, our hands still entwined.
Instead of letting go…I pulled him closer.
“Summer,” he said hoarsely.
“What?” I said, my voice a little too high to be completely innocent.
His eyes were nearly black, ensnaring me in their depths as he caged me in. All traces of shyness were gone as his alpha came to the fore and took control.
An unmistakable bloom of omega perfume. I liked it. He knew I liked it. There was no room for lies between us. No room for much of anything, the air thick with pheromones and desire.
“I’m not used to omegas interrupting me in the bathroom.” My knees nearly gave way at the husky resonance of his voice. “Especially omegas this fucking pretty who smell this fucking good.”
He thinks I’m pretty.
My heart did a giddy little gallop.
I let a slow exhaled breath fan across his lips. “So what are you going to do about it then?”
Jae was a multitasker.
He let the towel drop, grasped my jaw, and pulled me in.
A low, rough “fucking death of me” before his lips slanted over mine, smothering the final dying vowel.
His kisses and touch overwhelmed me. His hand carding through my hair and then squeezing the nape of my neck.
His tongue lightly teasing mine before nipping my bottom lip with teeth.
Desperate for a million different versions of us in this moment.
“I’ve been thinking about this all day,” he confessed, his mouth barely leaving mine.
“I…haven’t even been here,” I managed to reply.
His hands followed the slope of my waist and lingered at my hips. “Doesn’t matter. You’ve been on my mind every fucking day.”
I held on, lightheaded. He stole my breath and demanded another.
“Every day?”
“Every day from the minute I saw you again.”
Jae lifted me easily, legs around his waist and tits in his face.
He lightly bit the curve of exposed skin above my neckline before swiping his cheek across the swell of my breast, deliberately marking me with his scent.
Opportunistic little imp. My ass hit the bathroom counter and his hard length pressed between my spread thighs.
“God, I’m so—”
Creak . Footsteps and the hushed murmur of voices. Mercer was home, speaking to Lucien in the hall.
“Shh,” Jae urged. He held his thumb over my lips and began kissing my neck. Well, that was unfair. I bit back a moan as the heft of his cock settled perfectly against my clit. Jae shot me a warning glare as I began to rock against it, feeling myself growing slicker and slicker.
“Mm, you feel so good.”
“ Summer .”
I sucked the tip of his thumb into my mouth.
“Fuck.” He ripped out the curse between clenched teeth as his cock jerked between my legs.
“I think I can come like this,” I whispered.
A ragged groan reverberated from the base of his throat. Pure, unadulterated want . I raked my nails down the muscled planes of his back and there it was again. Shaky and desperate and hungry.
“You’re so much trouble.” Jae reached between our bodies.
I gasped as he yanked my shorts askew to expose my wet panties.
A few teasing circles of my clit with his piercing before he let the weight of his shaft press against me.
Heat exploded low in my belly. There was nothing but a damp scrap of cotton between us, my slick mixing with his precum.
“Be quiet for me, angel,” he murmured, his hips finding a sensual rhythm.
“Don’t let my brothers hear you coming on my cock. ”
A whimper rose to the back of my throat. “Jealous?”
“No.” Jae scent-marked me again, right along my neck this time. I sank beneath the waves, consumed by him. “They’re supposed to earn all your pretty little sounds.”
I knew, as an omega, I was made for pack life. But hearing him put it that way brought me right to the edge, and a fresh burst of slick soaked us both.
“Mm, you really liked that, didn’t you?”
Of course I did. I imagined the three of them, available for me whenever I wanted to feel good.
Suddenly I could not come up with a single reason why that was a bad idea.
“Please, Jae. I’m really close,” I begged, a hint of an omega whine creeping in. Just enough to rouse his alpha instincts. I was razed beneath his heated eyes as he fucked the drenched, panty-covered crease of my cunt. Over and over, right where I needed him.
“Let me see it. Let me watch you come,” he demanded.
His thumb found its way into my mouth again and I nearly combusted.
He’d clocked my oral fixation in a heartbeat.
Hopefully he would let me suck his cock someday soon.
My breath came out in short, sharp pants as I came, squeezing my thighs hard against his pistoning hips.
I was dazed. Shaking with the aftershocks, growing more boneless by the second.
A few more haphazard thrusts and I felt it.
Warm bursts of his release flooded my shorts, coating my inner thighs and the gusset of my panties.
Dripping off my skin and pooling on the counter.
Jae buried his head into the curve of my neck, slurring a blend of my name and a string of vulgarities.
I lost track of how long he spent slowly nuzzling me as our erratic breathing finally slowed. He slipped free from my shorts, and I nearly asked him if I could lick him clean.
Jae flushed as he looked down. “Sorry. I, uh…”
He had made a thorough mess of me.
I liked it. A lot.
“Don’t be sorry. That was really nice,” I said dreamily. “And look, we’re already in the bathroom so clean-up is going to be a breeze.”
Jae hovered with a washcloth, caught in a dilemma of wiping me off or handing it to me. I laughed as he visibly relaxed when I took it. “Yes, I can do it myself,” I said, answering his unspoken question.
“Let me, uh, get dressed and then the bathroom’s all yours.”
Jae managed to make putting on clothes hot, too. I resisted fanning myself as I admired the way his tattoos peeked out from the loose fit of his sleeveless shirt. I really did need to explore those properly sometime soon. Preferably with my tongue.
“What are you thinking about?”
I chewed on my lip watching his juicy butt disappear into gym shorts. Sad day.
“Nothing. Is the coast clear?”
Jae stuck his head out and gave me a thumbs-up. There was a brief moment of hesitation as he turned back to me. Bashful boy. Encouraged by my smile, Jae guided his lips to mine, slow and honeyed. “I’m not done with you,” he said, caressing my cheek.
“Good. Me neither.”
Jae gifted me one of his lopsided little grins and slipped out.