Chapter 32
Walker
W ork has been brutal lately. I feel like I’m never home.
Athena is growing up before my eyes, and I’m missing it all.
Savannah just came into our lives a month ago, and I’ve had hardly any time with her.
Between her bonding and adjustment time with Jake and Caleb, then the fire taking a few of our people out of commission for a few weeks, I fucking miss her.
When I’m not with her, I crave her touch and her sweet candy apple scent. When I am home, I’m too fucking tired to do anything but shower and crash. I’m lucky enough to get something to eat.
It doesn’t help that my mom and sisters have been calling me nonstop, demanding to meet Savannah and to see the baby. I don’t even have time to breathe, let alone go visit my family.
My sleep schedule is off. I’m napping anytime I’m home, day or night.
But the one thing I love that makes the restlessness inside me settle is that every time I pass out, no matter the time of day, Savvy is always there when I wake up. Her small little body wrapped around me like a koala.
I can’t imagine my life without her. She’s my everything. My heart and soul. I live for her smiles, her laugh, and whatever crazy, out-there thing that's going to come out of her mouth.
Her job isn’t an issue, half the time we forget what she does. She hardly comes home with any evidence from the activities she does in her line of work.
She’s slowly making her way through her list, and with each person she takes out, the more I see the determination in her eyes to finish what she set out to do.
The Alpha in me wants to track every last one of them down and take care of them myself. But this isn’t my fight. The best we can do is stand by her and support her. Even if supporting her means letting her commit mass murder.
I want to make her mine. I mean, she already is. She’s my scent match, but I want her to wear my mark, and for me to wear hers.
I’m jealous that everyone else in the pack has taken that step with her except me. I might have been the most apprehensive in the beginning, but I’ve fallen hard and fast for this woman.
My past doesn’t matter anymore. She’s not the woman who’s using me for my money or to gain something.
She’s with me for me. And despite being scent matched, I know if Savannah didn’t want me, she wouldn’t be with me. Scent matches aren't enough for someone like Savannah. She would rather kill us than be with us if we weren’t good people.
“You need to get laid, my man.” Will clamps me on the shoulder as I pour a cup of coffee. I’m only halfway through my shift, and I’m already drained.
“Kind of hard when I have no fucking time,” I mutter, taking a sip and sighing.
Every part of me has been screaming to sink my teeth into Savannah right alongside my knot. To make her mine, to mark her. To have her perfect, tight cunt choke my cock until I’m filling her up.
But if I did that, we’d be like the others, lost in the post bonding haze and fucking like rabbits. I want that. Fucking crave that, but I couldn’t take that kind of time off work. It wouldn’t have been fair.
“Want some good news?” Will asks.
“Better than bad news.” I raise a brow as I take another sip.
He chuckles. “Wilkins and Robbson will be back tomorrow. Boss-man said you, me, and two others get the next five days off.”
I pause with my cup mid-air. “You’re fucking kidding me?” I grin.
“Nope. So, do us all a favor and bite that Omega of yours and dick her down good. Because we’re all tired of your broody, moody bullshit.”
I snort a laugh, taking a sip and shaking my head. “I plan on doing just that.” I wink.
Once I’m done with my coffee, I head down to get a head start on washing the trucks.
A few are out on calls right now, but otherwise it’s been pretty quiet on our end. Not that I’d ever say that out loud. That's a curse of its own.
It’s a nice day out today. Warm. A little too warm. So this isn’t a bad way to be spending my time.
Grabbing the hose, I start to get to work. I’m so lost in what I’m doing that I don’t even notice that I’m being watched.
My eyes glance to the side for a moment before looking back at the truck, then I do a double-take.
I turn the hose off and chuckle. Grinning wide, I take in my Little Killer. This girl is sitting in a fucking lawn chair, some drink with a little umbrella in her hand as she sips away, watching me.
She has a cute little sundress on, one of those big, floppy hats and some big-ass sunglasses.
“Don’t let me distract you. Carry on.” She waves her free hand at me. “I was enjoying the show.”
This woman. This Omega. Fuck, I love her.
Unable to keep the grin off my face, I shake my head. She wants a show, who am I to deny my girl anything?
Grabbing a soapy sponge, I start scrubbing. “That's it. Like that. Harder, Walker. Don’t miss a spot!” She calls out.
Groaning in amusement, I keep going.
“Look at those muscles,” she moans. The sound goes right to my cock.
I’m enjoying this far more than I should. I’m surprised one of the guys hasn't come out and asked what's going on. If they catch her, I’m never gonna hear the end of it.
And I don’t even care at this point. I miss her. I want to spend any time I can get with her.
Having her here like this is a very Savvy way of spending time together, and I love it.
“Hey, sexy fireman!” she shouts. “Take your shirt off. Give this little Omega something to look at.”
Fuck it.
Dropping the sponge, I grab the hem of my shirt and pull it off over my head.
“That's right, baby, take it off, take it all off!” she cheers. I can’t help but laugh. “Wait! No, put those pants on.” She points to the turnout pants hanging on the wall.
My dirty little Omega. She’s making me live out her firefighter fantasy. Lucky for her, I’m more than happy to oblige.
“What's going on?” Will asks from my other side as I grab the pants.
“Fuck off,” I hiss. “My Omega wants a show, I’m giving her one. Tell everyone else to stay upstairs or I’ll kill you all.” I won't. But Savvy will.
Will gives me a big grin. “So that's who's sitting out in front of the station. I just thought it was some weird chick being a perv.”
A growl rips from my chest as I bare my teeth at him. “Hey.” He raises his hands and takes a step back. “I meant no harm by it. You know, we get some of those crazies from time to time.”
He’s not wrong. We do get girls who like to come here and oggle the guys. A lot of the time they feed into it, flirting with the girls, and have a little bit of fun.
“It’s not like that.”
“I know that. Now. You do you.” He winks. “Do whatever kind of kinky shit you're into. I’m not going to judge. Just be careful, if the boss man finds you, no one can help you.”
“Walker?” Savvy’s voice has me quickly getting into the pants.
Why is this so thrilling?
I’ve always had a kinky side. I can’t deny it. I’ve already spilled my secrets to Caleb and got a sex room out of it.
It’s not that serious. I’m not looking to become some BDSM master or whatever.
I just want to explore and have fun with my partner. But I've never felt a connection with another woman before that had me wanting to let that side of me out.
With Savannah, that's all I’ve been thinking about.
I can’t get the comment she made about putting a collar on her out of my head. The idea of her having that kind of trust in me. For me to take care of her, to be someone she can rely on, with not only her heart but her body too...
She’s been kept like a caged animal for years.
Something like that would be big.
I want to be that for her. I want to give her that piece of herself back.
For now, I feel like a bit of role play is a good way to start. Because even if I’ve had all kinds of fantasies, I’ve never once acted them out. I have no idea what to do or where to start.
“There you are.” She grins when I come back into view.
I say nothing, just wink as I pick the sponge up and get back to work.
I’m throbbing with excitement and arousal. I’m so fucking hard right now that it’s painful for me to reach over, my cock rubbing against my pants.
“Hey, you sexy fireman. Why don’t you rub some of that soap on yourself?” she calls out.
Fucking hell. This woman.
Shaking my head, I do as I’m told because... why the hell not?
She’s loving it, I’m hard as a rock. It’s turning both of us on because I can smell her from here. Her sweet candy apple scent goes right to my cock.
She whistles and fans herself, and I roll my eyes with a grin.
Now that I’m full of soap, I grab the hose and start to rinse myself off.
And just to mess with her, I go a little over the top, taking a scene out of a Jessica Simpson video and dramatically spray myself.
“Fuck me,” I hear Savannah groan, and I can’t help but chuckle
“I will if you ask me nicely,” I tell her as I shut the water off.
Placing her drink on the ground, she gets up and takes her hat and sunglasses off, leaving them on the chair before coming over to me.
“You know...” she starts, stepping up close to me. Her eyes are filled with heat, and my heart starts to race. My hands twitch to reach out and grab her, to push her against this truck and fuck her like the wildly obsessed man I am. My cock jerks at her touch as she trails her fingers down my wet, dripping chest. “I’ve seen a porn video just like this.” She looks up at me through her lashes.
“Yeah?” I ask, voice low and husky. I take her hand that's on my chest and bring it up to kiss her knuckles. “What happened next?”
She grins. “Wouldn’t you like to know?” The little tease pulls her hand from mine, and I inwardly groan with disappointment. I want her so fucking badly that I feel like I might go insane or my dick will fall off, which ever one comes first.
Walking over to the fireman's pole. She eyes it up before running her hand down it, then looks at me. “Why don’t you come give me a little dance?” she asks with a playful grin.
“Absolutely not,” I grunt.
“Why not?” she pouts. “You asked what happened next? Well, this is it.” She points to the pole. “Come on, you big sexy fireman, show me your moves.”
I couldn’t even if I wanted to. I have no idea how to pole dance, and I’m not about to make a fool out of myself.
“Sorry, Little Killer. This is where I draw the line.”
“Pity,” she sighs, stepping closer. “Guess I’m just going to have to do it myself.”
Well, fuck. Things are about to get a lot more interesting.