Chapter 21
Twenty-One
WILLOW
After we got home from the shelter, I stayed in bed with Kaelen and our little shadow. It was almost as if everything that happened to her vanished. She jumped onto the bed, nuzzling into the expensive duvet before falling asleep.
Kaelen snorted, unconcerned about the dog in our sheets. Careful not to disturb our new bedmate, he stripped down to his briefs, taking me down to my panties before tucking me into him. I lingered on the edge of sleep as he stroked my hair.
“Alpha?” I whispered, keeping my face burrowed in his neck.
“Hmm?” he groaned as I dragged him from the precipice of sleep.
“Could you ask Aileen to make any necessary decisions for the wedding? I’m not picky, and I’m overwhelmed.”
The premise of marrying Kaelen wasn’t as terrifying as it had been even a few hours ago. But I still wanted nothing to do with planning it. Some girls spent their whole lives dreaming about their weddings.
For me, all it did was make acid crawl up my esophagus.
Propping himself up on his elbow, he cradled my face.
“Are you sure? What about your dress?”
“No cupcake ballgowns. But yes, I’m sure. That’s my only stipulation.”
Unconsciously, I played with the ring on my finger, the sapphire cool to the touch. He brought my ringed hand up to his lips, kissing it. I perfumed, and his nails dug crescents into my ass as he pulled me closer.
“Sleep, Omega.”
I reluctantly obeyed, wishing we’d do more than sleep.
Saturday morning came, and my skin crawled. I spent most of the previous day hidden away in our bedroom while Kaelen worked in his study. At some point, he had moved me into our bed after I passed out reading in a chair by the fire.
Something hard poked my bum. I rolled from side to side, acutely aware of the dull ache between my thighs. I wanted to wake up like this every morning. With my alpha’s solid chest pressed against my back.
I rocked my hips, grinding into him.
A raspy moan blew over my ear, and my omega preened. What started out as sexy turned into funny when he tugged at the bunched duvet by his feet.
“Blasted beast, stealing my side of the bed, hogs more of the blankets than you,” Kaelen grumbled as Shadow sprawled out her legs near his pillows.
“I don’t hog the blankets,” I pouted, even as I was cocooned in the oversized throws.
“When you lie, at least try to hide the evidence.”
“Alpha,” I murmured as his thick length twitched against my ass.
Flames erupted over my arms, slowly spreading out to my fingertips until I was almost ablaze with it.
It wasn’t my heat. It was him. It was my alpha, and how badly I wanted him.
“It’s bad luck to see the bride on the wedding day,” he teased, enjoying the furrow of displeasure between my eyes.
I let out a squeaky sound, wrapping my slender fingers around his wrist as much as I could while trying to force his hand where I wanted it.
“And you’ve already seen me. So what does it matter if you give me an orgasm? Alpha. Please,” I said, my voice jumping up an octave. “You can’t leave me like this.”
Colors shifted in his eyes as his pulse thumped beneath my fingers while he weighed my proposition like some ancient emperor waiting to levee judgement.
“Shadow,” he said, patting the pup on her bum. “Go down to the kitchen and have Aileen spoil you rotten.”
“It’s not like she’ll understand you.”
As if to prove me wrong, Shadow stretched out, and then hopped off the bed, nudging at the door before Kaelen let her out. I rolled my eyes, crossing my arms.
“Careful. Bratty omegas don’t get to come.”
A sharp inhale hissed through my teeth as I snapped my mouth shut. Without moving, his eyes roamed over me as his length strained against his briefs.
All the angels and whatever gods there were had crafted him from marble.
I was sure of it.
Crafted him for me.
Thick forearms stretched over his inked chest as he took pleasure in making me squirm.
I sat up on my knees, sinking lower until I could grind my panty-clad pussy on the blankets.
His eyes darkened as he stalked closer, circling me like a cornered rabbit as the scent of my arousal thickened in the room.
The bed sank under his weight as he knelt on the edge, crawling over me until I was caged under him. His tongue circled a sensitive spot right above my pulse, making me buck.
“So responsive. Such a good girl,” he murmured.
I nodded, digging my nails into the sculpted muscles on his back and dragging them down.
A possessive sound vibrated in his chest as his nostrils flared, and he crashed his lips into mine.
I opened for him, letting him take all of me.
He pushed aside my panties, sliding his fingers through my soaked center.
“Wet for me, Omega?” he groaned, gathering up my arousal and toying with my clit.
“Yes. Yes. Yes,” I chanted, each word more broken than the last.
He didn’t pull away, trailing kisses along my skin until he licked and sucked a mark into my neck. My eyes rolled back into my head as a tingling sensation grew hotter in my veins.
Kaelen pinned me down with his knees on either side of my hips.
Too slowly, he sank one finger into me up to the knuckle. A long, shuddering breath rattled my ribs. He smirked into my skin, pulling back and adding a second finger on his next thrust.
“Made for me,” he groaned, dragging his teeth over the gland on my neck. “Look so good stretched around my fingers.”
Words failed me as I tried to speak. It might have looked good, but it felt even better. He curled his fingers, tapping that spot behind my clit that made slick drip from me. The pad of his thumb brushed over my clit and my legs trembled.
“That’s it. Relax for me. Give it all to me,” he cooed, setting a steady pace that made my vision blur.
Heat stretched across my abdomen as the pleasure grew, getting tighter and tighter with each stroke of his fingers until my body was on the precipice of shattering. His lips dusted over the shell of my ear.
“Come for me. Be my good girl and soak me with it.”
“Alpha,” I panted, clawing at his skin hard enough to make it bleed.
On the next curl of his fingers, I came undone. My release crashed down on me with so much force I thought I would pass out. My legs quaked as a sheen of sweat clung to my flushed skin.
My lips parted with a silent cry. Kaelen slid two fingers into my mouth, and I sucked hard, desperate for something to distract me from the delicious fire devouring me.
A primal, possessive glare stared at me as he worked me through the crests of my orgasms, pulling his hand away with a wet, lewd noise that made my cheeks burn.
“Shhh, sweet omega,” he soothed, closing his lips around his fingers and sucking them clean.
Once the haze clouding my vision cleared, I tugged at his hips, frustrated that he didn’t budge.
“Knot me,” I demanded.
A lazy smirk pushed against his cheeks as he wiped the long hair off his face.
Infuriatingly smug bastard didn’t move, merely grinned at me.
If he wasn’t going to fuck me, I’d do it myself. I slipped my hand into his waistband, gripping his cock. A groan rumbled in his chest before he pulled my hand away, securing both my wrists in one of his hands.
“What about you?” I asked, my chest still heaving.
“Don’t worry about me,” he said, cupping my chin and resting his thumb on my tongue. “Tonight, mo chroí. I will claim my wife. Knot her tight cunt until she is begging me to stop.”
Despite the remnants of my last orgasm still lingering, I already wanted another. I was turning into a greedy, needy omega.
I kind of liked it. At least with Kaelen. He looked at me like I hung the moon.
“You’re evil,” I pouted.
Even if his filthy promises of what would happen tonight sent a skitter of pleasure through my abdomen. Like most omegas, I reveled in instant gratification. And it appeared Kaelen was content to drag out my torment.
“Only sometimes,” he mused, playing with the hem of the t-shirt I slept in.
I sat up on my knees, ignoring the sticky feeling between my thighs. Two massive hands palmed my hips, holding me steady.
“I’ll leave you to get ready. Aileen should be up shortly to help.”
Before I had time to panic, he pressed his lips to mine, holding my face in his large, roughened hand while the other anchored my waist. The tip of his tongue coaxed my mouth open, kissing me until I tasted the tiniest hint of whisky that must have lingered from the previous night.
“Nothing to fret, my pretty omega. I’ll always take care of you.”
And with that, he left the room, leaving a swarm of butterflies taking flight in my stomach.