Chapter 14 - Kady #2
I nod curtly, like a soldier heading into battle. “That’ll do.”
I follow him into the hallway with Ezra, where a cacophony of smells overpower my senses. They all mix together, making it hard to pick apart individual elements, but there’s a familiarity to it that I can’t quite pinpoint. All I know is that I want to bottle it up and bathe in it.
Hale pushes open his bedroom door, and I almost drool at the sight of his flexing muscles.
His room is neat with only a few personal touches.
Boxes are still stacked in the corner, his bed and desk appearing to be the only things properly unpacked, the latter covered in computer equipment, stacks of mail, and what looks like account sheets.
Strange things for a delivery guy, but maybe there’s more to his job than I’m aware of.
Hale’s computer starts pinging incessantly, window upon window popping up with new email alerts.
“Sorry.” He turns off the monitor without even looking. “Work can wait.”
“If you need to work—”
“Victoria.” He uses a no-nonsense tone. “You’re my priority right now. I know we’ve just met, but you’re safe with me. I’m going to look after you.”
He sounds so sincere that I almost believe him. However, hearing him use my fake name jars me back to reality, even though him using it is probably a good thing. Knowing my real identity would cause more trouble.
Behind us, Ezra hovers in the doorway.
“Aren’t you coming in?” I ask him. I can’t help preening at the erection pressing through his pants.
“You’ll be safe with Hale.”
Hale’s head jerks back, seeming equally surprised. “You’re not staying?
“She’s a student.” Ezra runs a hand through his locs in exasperation. “Now that I know that… I can’t.”
I narrow my eyes. “That didn’t stop you in the greenhouse.”
“That was different. You needed relief and help.” He avoids my gaze. “You have Hale now. I’ve done my part.”
Tears spring to my eyes, but I blink them away before they can see. This heat is making me lose all my logic. I should be grateful that Ezra has some sense, no matter how good being fucked by two alphas at once sounds.
“How long do your heats usually last, beautiful?” Hale asks.
“Um…” Him calling me beautiful has completely thrown me off. “A few days, but I don’t think this one will last too long because of the heat patch.”
My nails dig into my palms as I curl my fists, not wanting to show how much discomfort I’m in. If someone doesn’t make me come soon, I’ll explode. Despite my impressive control, a girl only has so much restraint.
“If you’re not staying, can you make sure we have plenty of food?” Hale asks Ezra. “We’ll need to keep Victoria well fueled.”
“You really don’t have to do that.”
“Yes,” Hale insists. “We do.”
“Consider it done.” Ezra turns to leave. “Enjoy yourself, Hale. She tastes delicious.”
Despite the sting of his warranted rejection, my cheeks warm at his compliment as he pads away, leaving me and Hale alone.
This is the least Kady-like thing I’ve ever done—after fucking Ezra in the first place. Why has my caution been replaced by reckless abandon lately?
Hale’s woody scent wraps around my limbs like a warm blanket, quietening my worries. “Does it hurt, little fighter?”
“Little fighter?”
“You have a mean right hook from what I’ve heard.” He looks down at me. “And you’re short.”
“I’m tall for an omega.”
“Well, you’re short to me.” His voice trails off, noticing me wince. “Are you in pain?”
I bite my lip. “A little.”
I go to look away, but he tips my chin up.
“I’ll make you feel good.” He strokes my cheek like a musician strumming the perfect note on the guitar, and my body sings. “I can take your pain away.”
Fuck, I want him to.
Time slows as he leans in. If I were with a heat buddy, I’d already be undressed, spreading my legs, and setting a timer to give me an idea of how soon it’ll be over. With Hale, it feels different. For once, I don’t want to rush.
As soon as his soft lips press against mine, an electric shock shoots through my entire body.
“Shit.” He pulls back, his pupils completely blown. He’s even more gorgeous up close. An angular jawline, sharp nose peppered with faint freckles, chiseled cheekbones, and pale skin that makes his green eyes pop. “What was that?”
“What was what?” I look around for the source of the rude interruption, but there’s only eerie stillness. “Did you hear a noise?”
“No.” He runs a finger along his lips in awe. “It just felt…”
“Good?” I slide my hands underneath his shirt and find perfect rock-hard abs, confirming yesterday’s assumption.
Tentatively, he kisses me again. Our tongues dance as my body bends into him, pressing into his hardness, craving more, until he pulls away again.
“Victoria.” He steps backward. “This feels…”
My hands drop to my sides like I’ve been doused by icy water. Rejecting an omega during heat is a huge insult. Seconds ago, he’d promised to look after me. Now he’s giving me seriously mixed signals.
My bottom lip trembles, humiliation clogging my throat. “You don’t want me?”
“Fuck no!” He almost knocks a lampshade over as he lurches forward to grab my hips possessively. “Trust me, that isn’t the problem.”
“Am I a bad kisser?” I’ve never had any complaints before. Hell, I’ve even asked for feedback from heat buddies.
“Not at all!” Hale gasps in horror. “You’re an incredible kisser.” He looks away. “I’m just worried that it will mean something different for me.” His fingers dig into my skin as his voice trails off. “Forget I said anything. This whole thing has just taken me by surprise. That’s all.”
My hands slide down to rest on his belt buckle. “Do you still want to help me?”
“Of course.” My clit twitches, watching his Adam’s apple bob as he swallows hard. “I’ll give you everything you need.”
I try to undo his belt, huffing in frustration. Come on already! Can’t I catch a break? Why do they always have to be so tricky?
Hale puts his enormous hands over mine. “Let me.” He slides the leather out of its metal captor at a painfully slow speed.
“Alpha,” I whine. “I need to be knotted.”
I’m practically vibrating in anticipation as he begins undressing me.
Starting with my blazer then shedding one item of my clothing at a time, he takes his time, like he’s cherishing every second.
But I’m so desperate to be touched that I’m practically panting, so I claw at the soft fibers of his shirt to hurry him along before tearing it over his head.
Hale’s torso looks like it’s been carved from stone. He’s in great shape but doesn’t have the whole “I spend hours in a gym” vibe. It’s easy to see why Lindsay cornered him at the photoshoot. He belongs on the cover of a magazine, especially when his tongue wets his lips.
I unclip my bra then let it fall to my feet, enjoying the way his breath hitches.
“You’re stunning,” he murmurs.
I’ve never been self-conscious about my body, but as I stand here, I realize that no one has ever looked at me the way Hale is now. His eyes flicking over my body feels like the sun is shining on me.
He pushes me back onto the bed, wearing only my panties.
“We’ll take it slow, okay?” He climbs on top of me. “But I won’t tease you. Tell me exactly what you want and what feels good. This is all about you.”
I groan as his huge hand cups and gently squeezes my breast before he slides it down my body. His mouth takes my peaked nipple into his mouth, sending a shiver of longing down to my core. I buck my hips impatiently, demanding more.
“I’ve got you.” He tweaks my nipple before continuing his journey down my body.
He pauses between my thighs before sliding my panties off, baring everything to him.
I inhale sharply as he forces my knees farther apart to spread me wide open.
“Look at all your slick, omega.” I mewl as his teasing finger slips between my folds, swirling in the wet pool at my entrance.
“Do you want me to eat your pretty pussy?”
“Taste me.” I buck my hips. “Please.”
He adjusts his tented pants before getting down on his elbows, never dropping eye contact as his warm breath hits my core. “Ezra’s right.” Ecstasy steals my breath as his deep moan vibrates through me. “You are delicious.”
He yanks me onto his face to give his tongue a better angle while I clutch at the sheets, my mouth dry from gasping in rapture.
He tongue-fucks me with feverish urgency before replacing his tongue with two fingers, thrusting into me hard.
His groans make me writhe. While it’s a good starter, I crave more.
“More.” I arch my back, desperate for more friction. “I need to be filled, alpha.”
“You want my cock, little fighter?” He keeps fucking me with his fingers, adding a third then a fourth. The wet slap of his knuckles hitting my pussy makes me groan, my legs quaking when he nibbles on my inner thighs. “I need to stretch you to be sure you can take me.”
“Obviously I can take you!”
He withdraws, cocking one eyebrow. “Are you sure about that?”
“That sounds like a challenge.” I sit up then climb onto his lap. “I never lose.”
“That’s fighting talk.”
I push him down into the plush pillows then free his cock from his pants.
Shit. Is that…?
“See?” He waggles his eyebrows. “I told you.”
I gulp. “I’ve never…”
Hale’s cock is massive, easily 10” and girthy enough to fill me completely, but that’s not the reason for my hesitation.
“Are you still up for the challenge?”
Instead of having just one knot at the base of his penis, he has a second smaller knot at the top of his cock too.
Obviously, I’ve read about what I’d thought were mythical double-knots, and I might have seen one in a porno when Sabs and I fell down an internet rabbit hole one night, but seeing one in person is completely different.
“Of course, I am.” I wet my lips. “I’ve never backed away from a challenge.”
“A double-knot can be intense.” Hale’s forehead crinkles. “But they can give extra pleasure too.”
That sounds like exactly what I need.