Chapter 4 Timber #2
I step back because my cock is nearly on his ass, and it’s going to give me away.
As he pays for the honey and adds it to a bag on my arm, another thought shudders through me: has he tasted me before?
I’m so caught up in my thoughts that, before I realize it, we’re already walking away from the market.
“Where are we going now?” I ask as I trot after him. “The car is the other way.”
“There’s one more thing I want to buy,” he says over his shoulder, even though there are no more market stalls ahead of us. “You said you wouldn’t leave me alone, so you might as well hurry up.”
If it means I can be with him more, then I’m going for it. I have the whole day to spend with him if he wants. But he goes silent again, and I’m not sure if I’ve done too much or not enough to get his interest.
I’m so bad at this. I tried to have a normal conversation with his sister on our not-date with Kane, and all I could do was bark stupid questions at her before kissing her until I almost came. Now I’m choking because I don’t want to make things awkward with Luke again.
I’m struggling with the rollercoaster of emotions running through me. I know I’m overthinking, but I need to figure out what I want, or he wants, or what either of us is supposed to do with this tension that we’re pretending isn’t here.
I’m jerked out of my spiraling thoughts as Luke steps onto the main path and right in front of a speeding pack of cyclists on their road bikes.
“Watch out!” I shout, grabbing him. I spin him, shielding him as they zoom past us, barely missing me.
One guy shouts something as they carry on, but I can’t focus on that.
Because Luke’s face is suddenly pressed into my chest, and my cock refuses to behave.
I instantly bend my hips back, my arms tightening around his shoulders, and we both freeze again.
My alpha side rears up at finally holding him in my arms. I follow my instincts and bury my nose in his hair, drawing in a breath, searching for maple syrup.
Instead, I shudder as the scent of Luke’s slick swells around us, almost bringing me to my knees. I want to thrust my hands down his pants just to find out how wet his ass is for me.
That horny side of mine that only woke up again after Luke burst into my life is taking over, and all I can think about is sinking into him. My cock grows harder, beating back my logical brain as he rubs his face against my chest. It’s just like how he nuzzled me when I was drunk.
“Wow, they really are pillowy,” he chuckles as he pulls away.
My arms stay around him, even when he tries to step away. The bags that weigh down my arms are the perfect excuse to keep his body pinned to mine. Until he notches his head back, and he gasps as he meets my gaze, his lips inches from me.
Luke wiggles, and I slip up. With my heart in my throat, I shift, pressing my cock against his stomach, showing him what I’m feeling.
A low moan echoes from him, and I answer with a roll of my hips. I can’t believe I’m doing it, but I want him so much that it breaks through my fear.
“Timber,” he says, his voice carrying a warning.
“I don’t want to let you go,” I quickly confess, and his muscles tense even more. His scent is driving me crazy, and I want to kiss him so badly my mouth is watering.
“This could be considered cornering a poor omega, you know?”
I want to tell him it’s different when he’s my omega. My alpha side is beating with it. My body knows it. All the signs are there. It’s just so hard to accept when I can’t trust him, along with everything about his sister.
I could do it now, what I’ve been thinking about since I first heard him purr. Just lean down, kiss him, taste him, and fully confirm that he’s my match. Then I’ll reject him and let it go.
The second I press harder, that whimper comes back, and he jumps away from me so suddenly that my heavy-laden arms fall.
A stark look crosses his face, but it vanishes as my desperation grows.
“Sorry,” he says, clearing his throat. “I should have looked where I was going.”
Should I keep pushing him and tell him to come back? It looks like he wants to pretend it didn’t happen, but I don’t miss the way his gaze dances over the bulge in my pants before he turns his head, completely avoiding me.
I take that as a cue to move on, even though my cock is ready to go.
“What was the other thing you wanted to do?” I ask, as if my heart isn’t racing.
He looks up at me with a sheepish grin.
“I just want some ice cream. There’s a van on the other side of the park that’s better than the stuff at the market, but don’t tell them that.”
“And that’s omegas only?”
“It is when I have to watch you licking it all up. I could barely stand you eating that pear. It’s not fair if I have to watch that as well.”
“And how do you think I feel?” I ask before I catch myself.
I think he’s going to give me another snappy reply.
What throws me off is how Luke instantly closes up.
I thought it was happening, that my test had paid off, that we were moving toward something.
But his face hardens and he steps further away from me with a look of disappointment or sadness or something that isn’t the deep lust that’s nearly making me dizzy.
“I think we should go back to the car,” he murmurs, with no space for me to answer as he turns on one foot and takes off.
I’m left there, confusion blooming inside me before I jog after him. I don’t know what to make of his reaction. Does it prove that he really isn’t here to trick me, or have I fallen into another trap?