Chapter 30
THIRTY
Hale
When she fell, I thought I’d seriously fucked up.
I’ve never seen Kady looking anything less than impeccable—perfectly pressed clothes, like she walked straight off a magazine cover.
Seeing her sitting in a pile of dirt, mud splattered over her face, could have spelled out disaster, but how she laughed, and that snort? So freaking adorable.
A warm fuzziness spreads through my chest as we reach my parents’ vacation cottage.
It’s been a great source of passive income, and it helps to keep Mom busy.
Caring for my dad is a full-time job, and now that they can’t travel as often as they used to, the influx of guests has helped keep her entertained.
A flush creeps up Kady’s cheeks as she catches her breath at the cottage door.
“I told you farm life could be fun.” I rummage around under a potted plant for the spare key.
It’s the first time I’ve ever brought a girl to my home, excluding the ‘girlfriend’ I had in middle school, who I’m pretty sure was only dating me to get a free ticket on the hayride.
“This place is adorable.” Her eyes flit around, taking in my special place. This is where I feel most comfortable. Surrounded by nature. The animals. My family. The only thing I’ve been missing is Kady. And she’s right here.
Unlocking the door, I motion for her to enter. “Sorry.” I wrinkle my nose as I help her out of her ruined coat. “I’ll pay for it to be dry-cleaned.”
“Don’t worry about it.” She gazes around while I hang it on the porch railing. “I’m pretty sure I own two anyway.”
A slight chill hangs in the air and seeps through our socked feet on the stone floor after shrugging off our muddy boots. When Kady shivers, I rush over to turn on the heater. It’s a small space, so it won’t be long until we’re toasty.
“This place is pristine.” Kady surveys the snug, open living area and kitchenette.
I peel off my socks then my shirt.
Kady swallows audibly. “What are you…?” Her eyes sweep over me.
“Mom will kill me if we get mud everywhere.”
She bats her eyelashes. “Are you sure this isn’t your way of trying to get me out of my clothes?”
Fuck, is that what she thinks? Usually, I don’t sleep with a woman until at least the third date. Helping Kady through her heat spike was my only exception.
“Hale.” She flashes me her perfect teeth. “I’m only joking.”
“Shit.” I laugh, trying to expel my nervous energy. “You had me there.”
I tug off my mud-soaked pants, thinking of something that isn’t going to get me hard. It’s difficult to not have a constant erection when I’m with Kady. I keep getting hints of an intoxicating floral and musky scent slipping through.
“Joking, huh?” I can’t help but smile as I scoop her up into my arms, tossing her over my shoulder.
She squeals. “What’re you—”
“Just so you don’t think I’m only trying to get you out of your clothes.”
I carry her up the stairs, being careful to duck at the low point of the ceiling to avoid banging my head before cautiously lowering her down in the upstairs bathroom.
“You can shower first.” I reach across her to grab some body wash for her to use. “The shower pressure isn’t amazing, but—”
Kady’s soft index finger trails down my chest, stroking my chest hair, and sending a lightning bolt of desire straight to my cock. So much for not getting hard in her company.
“You could,” her voice thickens with lust, “join me?”
God, how I want to. “Are you sure?”
She undoes the top button of her blouse then the second one, revealing a slice of her creamy skin and the tops of her pert breasts. “Does that answer your question?”
I run my finger along her jawline, skimming it down her neck until I reach her third button and grin. “Let’s get you cleaned up, omega.”
Once I rise, she stands on her tiptoes to kiss me, smelling of earth, sweetness, and just so fucking mine.
I undo the rest of her blouse, one button at a time, my cock thickening more as skin is revealed.
When it’s gaping open, I slip her top from her shoulders and let it drop to her feet.
Mesmerized, I watch her chest rise and fall in her silky pink bra as her breathing quickens.
“You’re so fucking gorgeous,” I groan, feathering a finger along her sharp collarbone.
She steps back, sliding off her skirt and dropping it to show me the luscious curves of her thighs that I want to bury my face between, leaving her in only underwear.
This is so different from the first time I saw her naked, when she was driven by burning need and my sole mission was to give her relief. This time, I can enjoy every second.
My breath catches as she unclips her bra and sheds it.
Her rosy nipples stand at attention, begging to be touched and licked.
Before she even removes her panties, I can smell her slick, need surging through my veins when I see the wet patch soaking through the fabric.
With my cock swollen in arousal, both knots strain to be released.
Her eyes hungrily graze over my body, setting my skin on fire as she looks at my abs then fixates on the bulge in my boxers. Her lips curve into a cheeky smile. “I’m waiting.”
Without hesitation, I whip off my underwear and let my cock spring free. It twitches, desperate to be closer to her.
There’s no hotter sight than my scent match naked before me. Even if she isn’t willing to accept that we’re matches yet, from the amount of perfume that’s filling the room, making me feel like I’m floating, her body seems to know.
Battling my primal urge to take her right here, my sensibilities rise to the surface as I step into the shower.
It’s an enormous walk-in, large enough for us both to comfortably fit inside.
Water from jets above as well as in the tiled walls bounce off my skin to massage every crevice while washing away dirt from every angle.
The hot gush rolls down my head as Kady steps in next to me.
My dick drips pre-cum, watching the water glide over her perky breasts, hugging her curves and gliding over her round ass before traveling down her willowy legs that seem to go on forever.
It almost makes me jealous, wishing I was able to caress every part of her at once.
I pull her closer to me, tenderly washing the mud from her cheek before cradling her chin and tipping her face up so our mouths can meet.
I’m turned-on, so fucking turned-on, but in this moment, the urge to ravish her isn’t as strong as my need to take care of her.
To make her know she’s the most important thing in the world to me right now. She’s all I need. All I’ll ever need.
Her blonde hair sticks to her back as I grab a bottle from the side and pump out a few generous bursts of sweet-smelling foam.
I rub my hands together to form a soapy lather before getting to work.
I take my time, starting with her shoulders, hopefully massaging any tension away before washing her arms and hands, letting the suds foam between her fingers.
Her blissful groans echo around the tiled space as her eyes flicker closed, and she tips her head to let the spray run over her face.
Though she could be a model, I know that she’d never want to do that.
This remarkable woman wants to make a difference.
I mean, she even writes complaint letters for fun, which makes her even more special.
She steps from under the spray, wringing out her wet hair before letting it fall down by her sides. Wet, it reaches all the way down at her waist.
“My turn.” She takes the shower gel from me.
Her small palms work soap into my broad shoulders, over my arms, then onto my chest, lingering over the steady thump of my heart as she pushes up onto her tiptoes to kiss me again. Kissing Kady reminds me of my very reason for existence.
We moan into each other’s mouths, hands exploring the other’s body, washing away dirt as the room fills with a light steam.
The hot water and clean soap intermingling with Kady’s scent has me swaying on my feet, like I’m living in a fever dream.
Her intoxicating perfume is like a drug, drawing me in.
My cock pushes against her flat stomach, craving her touch.
I can’t hold back any longer.
My probing fingers glide down to her warm mound until they land between her legs. Her slick greets me, coating my hands in a gush of slipperiness as I push one finger inside her.
“I want you, Hale.” She clutches onto me, her nails sinking into my biceps as she lets out a moan. “I need you.”
Something about her tone taps into my underlying alpha instincts, awakening a deep-seated desire to claim her and to make her mine. With a new feral hunger coursing through my veins, I growl, sinking my teeth into her lip.
Before I spin her and start plunging into her like it’s my sole reason for existence, I pause.
“I don’t want you to slip.” My voice comes out in a low, thunder-like rumble.
“Fuck me, alpha.” Her pupils are fully blown. “I need you.”
Any safety concerns instantly vanish as she turns, extending her arms above her head to rest on the tiles and arching her back to give me a perfect view of her peach-like ass. I position myself between her cheeks, rubbing my cock between them as the water continues to hit us from all angles.
“Hale!” Kady pushes back into me impatiently. “Stop teasing.”
I rub my cock against her wet entrance, throbbing with desire. “We’re having fun, remember?”
She looks back at me over her shoulder. “Alpha, please.”
Fuck. I have to please my omega.
I plunge into her, hard and rough, her moans and rapid breathing floating through the bathroom as our bodies slap together.
“Such a perfect pussy.” I brace myself with her hips, bringing her wet pussy up and down my cock, admiring the way her ass cheeks ripple with each of my thrusts. “So full of slick. All for me.”
“Yes!” Her cry of pleasure tells me she’s enjoying this as much as I am.