Chapter 25 – Finnegan Sunderland
Finnegan Sunderland
"H ey," Jasper says, shaking me awake. "Get up you lazy fucker."
"What the bloody hell is wrong with you?" I grumble, shoving his hand away. "It's not even six in the morning."
"I know, but you're still going to get up and go sleep with Riley. She needs you," Jasper says, yanking the blanket off me.
"Is she in heat?" I ask, rubbing at my face.
"No, she was exhausted when she was up feeding Lily. We talked in the kitchen. I went and held her for a while, but she fell asleep. I don't want her to wake up alone. She said some shit…" His voice breaks. "Fuck me, I don't know how you guys do it."
I sit up, suddenly on full alert. Jasper tells me all the harrowing details of his conversation with Riley.
Fucking Christ. I've never actually wanted to commit murder before.
Yes, okay I have a slight obsession with true crime mysteries and I know how killers get caught and how others luck out and get away with it.
I'm not confident enough in my skills to want to risk my future with Riley and the girls.
Although, it sure would be satisfying as fuck to end Jeremy whatever the fuck his last name is.
"You'll go to her?" Jasper asks, swiping a hand over his face.
"Yes. Thank you, Jasper," I say, climbing out of bed. "You know you could have stayed with her. Comforted her yourself."
He looks taken aback for a moment. He sighs. "I stayed with her for a couple hours. Almost fell asleep holding her. But I thought she might be more comfortable waking up with you or Killian. I wasn't about to go in his room and wake him up," he says, shrugging. "Sorry dude, you're up."
Jasper tries to play it off like he has no feelings for Riley. Or perhaps he has no confidence in himself. He willingly left her bed to ensure she woke up with someone she trusts.
That's the thing though isn't it? I believe she also trusts Jasper. It's too bad he doesn't have the same faith in himself.
"It's no hardship," I say giving him a grin. "She cares about you. Sticks up for you, despite your questionable nature. Don't be afraid to prove her right. She thinks a lot of you, Jasper."
He's drawn to my omega.
Yes, she's mine even if I haven't had the chance to sink my teeth into her yet. I will and it will be glorious.
Jasper doesn't have friends. He hasn't in a long time.
When he fucked over Cannon, he started down a path of severely isolating himself.
Sure, he's got quite the fat bank account, but then again so do I.
Money doesn't offer friendship or companionship.
Hopefully, Jasper is beginning to realize that fact. Perhaps he can be salvaged.
Jasper swipes a hand over his face and nods. "Take care of her," he says, before spinning and walking out.
"I always do," I murmur.
* * *
I wake up hard and aching. My cock is convinced he's needed at the moment. I growl as a soft tongue flicks over my nipple.
"Morning," Riley whispers, smiling at me.
"Good morning, darling," I say, grinning at her beautiful sleep rumpled face.
"Killian took Cove with him to pick up breakfast," she whispers, licking my neck.
My cock instantly perks up. Riley grins, sliding her leg over and leaning against my chest. She grinds down on my already hard cock. Biting her lip, she yanks her shirt off, tossing it away. I groan at the sight of her full breasts.
My hands slide up her sides and cup her tits. Shit, they are heavy. No wonder women have so many back problems. I do love the things, though. Pushing up on my forearms, I grin at her. I take each nipple into my mouth, swirling my tongue around the tender flesh.
"Finn," she whimpers.
I bite the side of her breast and roll us over so I'm on top of her.
"Let's get these off you," I whisper. "Is Lily sleeping? Or with Kills?" Her eyes slide across the room and I have my answer.
We'll need to be quick and quiet then. I cage her in, diving in for a heated kiss. My cock grinds into her already dripping core. The smell of her pheromones are heavy in the air.
We need to get the girls set up in the nursery stat. No matter, Lily will hardly be traumatized. She's not even four months old, but still. The sooner, the better.
I tongue Riley's nipples as I slide her bottoms and panties off. My pajamas go next. I hover over her, letting my cock slide down her wet sex.
"Oh darling," I groan, pushing her hair away from her face and kissing her thoroughly.
Riley clutches at my shoulders, spreading her thighs wider. It causes my cock to slip from her clit down to her opening.
"You won't let me play this morning?" I ask, licking her neck.
"I'm achy. I just need you," she says, biting her lip and looking bashful as hell.
She's not perfuming like she did the other night, but if she's keyed up… who am I to deny her? I slide in with one powerful thrust. Her mouth falls open and she gasps.
"Yes, just like that," she whispers in my ear. "Finn fuck me deep please?"
I do. Settling my body tightly on hers, I kiss her as I fuck into her. It's sleepy and languid and so fucking perfect.
"Alpha," Riley whimpers.
Her pussy locks down over my shaft. My knot isn't even inside her, but the way her body ripples over mine makes me wish I was. I seal my mouth to hers to keep her quiet.
The pleasure written all over her face as she cries out into my mouth does me in. I come violently, rutting her into the bed with deep strokes. Riley's hand cradles my head to hers as we grin into each other's mouths.
"Do you know how happy you make me?" she asks. She blinks up at me from behind her lashes.
My heart thunders in my chest and I growl as I take her mouth again.
"Me too, darling," I reply. My still hard shaft fucks up into her and she moans.
I've just realized I'm quite literally done for. She's my omega, my perfect fit, and I intend to make her mine. We fuck and kiss and my heart races. As she tightens around my throbbing length, gasping into my mouth… it finally dawns on me.
A little slow on the uptake these days aren't you old chap?
I'm in love with Riley Thomas and I'm going to make her mine in every way a man can.