Chapter Twenty-Nine
There is a fire inside my body, threatening to consume my flesh.
It’s so hot and painful that moving almost feels like shards of glass are slicing me from the inside.
The whine in my chest that I have no control over grows so loud, I swear it echoes in the bedroom.
I need Will. His handsome face is stricken with desire, his sapphire eyes hazed as he stares at my breasts, and that alone makes more slick slide from my pussy.
I reach out and grab his wrist, place that big, strong hand on my breast, and sigh with contentment at his touch.
A little of the fire cools when his skin touches mine.
Suddenly, I’m seeking his lips, kissing my Alpha with every bit of strength I have, pulling at his tee shirt until he takes pity on me and yanks it over his head, crushes my naked torso to his and devours my mouth again.
“Knot me, Alpha. Take your Omega.”
His body stills for a fraction of a moment, but I feel it. Feel his hesitation.
Will doesn’t rush to undress us and fuck me, as I expected him to. Instead, he slows his assault on my mouth, gently but firmly massages my breasts in his strong hands until this fuzziness in my mind begins to dissipate.
Placing my hands on his chiseled chest, feeling those muscles flex, I carefully push him back and look up at him in question. “Why won’t you knot me, Will?”
This wrenching look of pain tears across his face before his head drops, along with his hands from my body. His voice is so quiet, I’m not sure I hear him correctly when he says, “I’m a virgin.”
The world seems to come to a screeching halt at his confession. “B-but…” I gape at his glorious Alpha, this male specimen before me, his vanilla bean scent beckoning me more and more with the passing of time, and I just can’t understand. “How is that possible? You’re so handsome and kind and—”
“I’ve been waiting for my Omega. My pack.”
Horror pours over me like a bucket of ice water.
He’s been waiting for his Omega. What if I’m wrong? What if we aren’t scent matches?
Apologies begin to pour from my mouth as I grab the blanket from the floor and begin to cover myself back up. But his hands grip mine to stop me.
“You’re my Omega, Izzy. The first time I scented you outside, I knew.”
I gape at him. He knew since the day I arrived? And it took me over a week to figure it out?
“Asher and Matthew… they’re my pack brothers. Both of them. They’re your Alphas, too.”
I drop down, my knees bent beneath me, ass hitting the mattress below. I knew this already. Yet they knew before me.
But if I’m Will’s Omega, and he knows it…
“Then why won’t you—?”
“I’m scared,” he breathes. “Scared I won’t please you. That I don’t know how.”
His words draw me back up to him, rising on my knees, wrapping my arms around the back of his neck. I hold him until he relaxes and hugs me to him, pressing my breasts back into his chest. “Don’t be scared, Will. We’re meant to be.”
The moment those words leave my lips, the most painful cramp wracks my lower abdomen, and I cry out in pain, gripping my middle as I fall back on the bed, writhing, slick pouring out of me at such a rate I’m almost scared I’ve peed the bed.
Only the scent of my arousal eases the concern, but the pain is like being kicked in the stomach.
I’m vaguely aware I’ve mumbled something as I curl into a fetal position, though I don’t know what I’m saying.
But the sound of Will unzipping his fly, the rustling of clothing as it hits the ground, makes my ears twitch.
Then his hands are on me, pulling my panties off with slow care until I’m completely naked on the bed.
Then, he’s repositioning me onto my back, spinning and sliding me gently until my head is on the pillows, spreading my thighs, and he puts his weight on me, his stomach pressed against my hips. He hovers above me, elbows on either side of my shoulders, and dips down to claim my mouth.
My cramps ease as he slowly works his lips and tongue, like he’s making love to my mouth, and I am loving every second, slick gushing in anticipation, whine building again.
And that’s when he rises back on his elbows and moves up my body enough that his hard cock nudges my entrance.
I spread my legs as far as I can, inviting Will inside my body.
His blue eyes never leave mine, the contact so intimate I can’t breathe until he slides inside of me, slow and deliberate.
I cry out in pleasure at the sliding, the rubbing, and his groan turns into the sweetest purr I’ve ever heard or felt.
When he’s all the way inside me, it’s like I’ve found my place in this world. His expression is so reverent, tears of joy sting my eyes before he pulls out then snaps his hips to bottom out inside my core, making me moan, tears seeping down my face.
He doesn’t fuck me like a rutting Alpha, hellbent on getting his pleasure. He makes slow, sweet love to my needy form, keeping his purring chest connected with my body at all times, whispering loving words and praise, and always, our gazes are locked.
The first time I come, the room goes white, my screams too loud, pussy choking his dick so hard his hisses.
But he doesn’t stop.
My virgin Alpha keeps making love to me until the pleasure is too much, the connection so deep I don’t know if I can take it anymore.
And that’s when he says, “I will love you forever.”
We come together, crying out. I pull him to me in a tight embrace, breaking our eye-contact for the first time since we started making love. As his cock inflates, locking us together, his purr grows even stronger.
The tears flow from my eyes like rivers as I kiss Will’s neck over and over before I say the words my heart has longed to say to him.
“I love you, Will.” Another kiss, this time to his chiseled jaw. “You’re stuck with me now.”
There’s a chuckle that makes us bounce on the mattress before he mumbles against my shoulder, “That’s the best news I’ve heard in my entire life.”