Chapter 14
OLIVER
I lay spooned in Teddy’s lap on my sofa, my hole full of his knot, and a lovely, warm sensation in my womb.
The cock-sucking. Heavens! I hadn’t expected that.
I’d read plenty about it, and I knew that the weird and sometimes humiliating way it looked in porn wasn’t even close to reality. Sucking off one’s mate was supposed to be enjoyable for both.
But what I’d felt when I had Teddy in my mouth wasn’t mere satisfaction.
The heavy weight of his cock on my tongue and the taste of his precum went straight to my full womb.
His cockhead nudged my throat, and as my gag reflex kicked in, my hole clenched too.
I wondered if I could have come just from sucking him.
And then he spanked me.
The skin on my ass was tingly. We were definitely doing all of that again.
Teddy petted my chest and stomach, skimming the lingerie, and when I wiggled in his lap, a surge of tender pleasure washed over me. His knot felt smaller, but his cockhead was still lodged in my womb.
It was the last heat wave, I could tell, and while a part of me was sad about it, I also looked forward to having sex outside of heat. I could suck him to an orgasm—I so wanted to taste his cum—and we could do other things, even the kinky stuff I’d always wanted to try.
“Are you sleepy, baby?”
“No. Hungry, though.”
“I’m afraid we have to wait until the knot goes down. I can’t make you dinner like this.”
“Are you sure? You could bend me over the kitchen counter.”
He chuckled, and the vibration made me moan.
“See? I can’t even move without setting you off again.”
“Why don’t you move?”
“You were coming for like five minutes straight, Oliver.”
“But I don’t think I’ll ever have enough of you. Thirty more seconds?”
He thrust into me, and I cried out. Shit, I was oversensitive everywhere. It wasn’t bad, just really raw.
“ Fuck . Do it again.”
“As if I could say no to you,” he said darkly.
I wasn’t sure if it became an orgasm. There was pleasure, yes, loads of it, but I also felt overfull and stretched thin, and somehow helpless. Teddy moved inside me as much as the knot allowed, and I embraced the helplessness one last time.
My alpha was inside me, and he’d take care of me.
Kissing my neck and shoulders, Teddy slowly rocked me on the knot until it began receding.
Toward the end, I drifted into this strange sexual haze where I wasn’t entirely sure if I was fully awake.
But it didn’t matter. I could pass out, sleep it off, and Teddy would be there when I woke up. The knowledge calmed me.
He stilled and stroked my stomach, then traced the waistband of those assless panties I’d forgotten I had on. They were soaked with slick and cum. Finally, four years later, those damned panties got some action.
“I want you to keep these,” Teddy whispered. “And wear them for me every anniversary.”
“What if my ass gets too big for them?” I mumbled.
“I’ll buy you new ones. In all the sizes you ever need. Same color.”
“Partial to turquoise, huh?”
“Looks gorgeous against your skin.”
Smiling, I closed my eyes.
Without wanting to, I ended up taking a little nap. When I woke up, Teddy was wiping me off with a warm, wet towel. He carefully took the panties off, sniffed at them, and purred like a damned cat. He hid them in his hand and handed me a large glass of water.
“You should sleep. I’ll just rinse your pretty panties and then join you. Drink this, and bedtime, okay?”
“Nah. My bed is too small for you. Let’s go back to yours.”
“It’s past midnight, and you’re barely awake, Oliver.”
I grinned. “Good thing I don’t have to walk then, huh?”
Teddy carried me on his back through the forest. The cold night air woke me up, and by the time we got back, I was buzzing with fresh energy. Seeing Teddy’s bear and feeling him move under me was amazing. I combed my fingers through his soft fur, and a tiny pang of envy darkened my mood.
Would I ever be able to join him on a run through the woods? To bathe in the creek in the summer, roll in the snow in winter, and climb the peaks where humans couldn’t reach…
I had never regretted not being able to shift. My parents worried about it more than I did. But seeing Frey in his bear form stirred something in me.
I wanted to share that with him. I should be able to join him.
My mate, of course, noticed something was off. Back in his human form, he slipped into his cut-off sweats and ushered me back into the house. Standing in the living room, he studied me.
“What is it, Oliver?” he asked softly. Feeling his worry as if it were mine, I took a second to appreciate the power of the bond. If he seemed sad, I would want to know why too. I had to tell him.
“Seeing you shift… it brought back some old stuff.”
Teddy hugged me to his broad chest, and feeling his warmth made everything better. “Because you can’t?”
“It never bothered me, I swear. My dads made a big deal out of it when I turned sixteen. Hunter reassured them I was healthy, that it was most likely just in my head, but since I was fine with it, they should let me be. But my alpha dad wanted a second opinion, so he found another shifter doctor in Green Peaks. An omega. Of course, the guy told him the same. There was nothing wrong with me.”
He stroked my back up and down. “Of course there’s nothing wrong with you. You’re perfect.”
“Seeing you, I wish I could run around the mountains with you.” I shrugged and gave him a half smile. “But it’s okay. I’m healthy, and that’s the most important thing.”
With his hands on my shoulders, Teddy leaned back to look at me. Frowning in that thoughtful way of his, he studied my face. “Do you think it could be just in your head?”
“Probably. When I couldn’t shift at the same age as my older brothers, I got nervous about it.
The more I tried, the more hopeless it became.
My brothers gave me all this advice and showed me a thousand times, claiming it was natural.
‘You’re overthinking it, Ollie. You need to turn off your brain, Ollie.
’ It was easy for them to say when they didn’t have much thinking going on in their brains to begin with.
My dad took me camping in the mountains, and we did all these ridiculous exercises he’d found on some dubious blogs online.
I couldn’t do it. I stopped trying. My pa finally stepped in and told them all in no uncertain terms to let me be. ”
“You haven’t tried since?”
“No.”
“Do you want to?” he asked softly, and miraculously, there was zero expectation in the question. He just asked what I wanted. He wouldn’t push me, try to convince me, or influence me in any way. My mate simply needed to know what I thought was best for me so he could support me.
It seemed that while Theodore Frey could be as pigheaded as any alpha, he was my pigheaded alpha.
“Maybe,” I replied. “But not now.”
“Of course not. It’s late, and you’re recovering from heat. But someday soon, when you feel the time is right, we can try. Together.”
“I’d like that.”
“No pressure.” He tapped the tip of my nose with a fingertip. “I only want you happy, Oliver.”
“I am. The happiest I’ve ever been.”
Teddy kissed me, long and slow, then he hoisted me up and carried me to bed.
We slept wrapped around each other. I woke up a few times during the night, probably due to unfamiliar sounds and the fact that a huge alpha, who radiated heat like a furnace, was occupying two-thirds of the bed.
Every time I stirred, I only had to remember where I was and with whom, cuddle up to him, and I would fall asleep again in seconds.