Chapter 20
K issing Ava was a dream. It was surreal as hell and everything I’d ever craved. Sweet, nutty caramel bathed my tongue and I drank in as much of her as I could get. If she thought I was here out of obligation, I was going to make damn sure she knew exactly how much I wanted her.
Leaving had been the best thing for both of us, but I couldn’t help regretting some of the outcome of that decision. Having her in my arms now felt like I was turning back the clock, giving both of us the chance I had taken away. It wasn’t any less complicated now but I didn’t have the strength to turn away this time.
If it was a choice between now or never, I was going to choose now. I could, and would, give her all of me if that was what she wanted. Giving her the world was a competition I wouldn’t win next to Bryce, but I could give her me, and maybe that would be enough?
I laced my fingers into her hair and tugged her head to the side. She shivered and squirmed as I worked my way up and down her throat, alternating nips, kisses, and licks so I could learn what made her tick. I had never been with someone who was pregnant before, but I had enough experience to navigate it without too much difficulty.
Pulling away, I whipped my shirt over my head and Ava eagerly did the same with hers, her hazel eyes glittering.
“Fuck me. You are so fucking beautiful. How am I supposed to cope?”
Ava’s grin was shy with a mischievous edge. “Guess you’ll have to perish. But not before you rock my world, because I’ve been dreaming about this for way too long not to get to experience it now.”
Pride flowed through me. “You really think I’m going to perish before I get to experience a lifetime of you?”
Her cheeks flushed pink. “I still can’t quite believe this is finally happening. It doesn’t feel real.”
“It will feel much more real once you have a couple of orgasms under your belt,” I promised.
“Get started, then.”
I chuckled as I finished stripping her down, unable to avoid noticing the sharpening of her scent.
“What’s wrong?”
“Just self-conscious. You never got to see me before I looked like this,” she said, patting her belly. “I don’t want to be a disappointment.”
“You could never disappoint me. You’re the most beautiful omega on the planet to me.”
“You’re sure?”
“Aves, I’m literally on my knees in front of you. How much clearer can I be?”
“I guess that’s a good point.”
“The best point. Now, lie back in your mountain of pillows so I can eat this perfect cunt until we both hit euphoria.”
Ava leaned into the pillows with a shaky breath, shifting to spread her legs and bare her dripping pussy to me. The first taste of her was heaven. I buried my face against her, my tongue sweeping over each delicate fold and sucking on her clit until she mewled.
She couldn’t quite reach my hair, but she could reach my arms draped over each thigh to keep her spread open. Her nails carved half moons into my skin as she rocked her hips.
“Luke,” she breathed.
“Yes, kitten?”
She squeaked. “Kitten?”
“What else should I call you when you have your little claws digging into me?”
“Fair,” she said, breaking off in a gasp when I went back to tending her clit. Her grip didn’t falter.
I savored every shudder, moan, and breathy sigh. Each sound she made burned itself into my memory and spurred me along. I felt the moment she came, a rush of slick pouring onto my tongue, and she threw her head back with a cry.
Rising to my feet, I shucked my pants and underwear, leaning over her to take in her flushed cheeks and shining eyes.
“Hands overhead, kitten.”
Her scent was so thick I probably could’ve licked it straight out of the air and gotten a mouthful of pecan praline.
“Yes, sir.”
The words shot straight to my cock and I nearly came on the spot. She tentatively lifted her arms, crossing them at the wrists and setting them against the pillows, her gaze never leaving mine.
The volume of my purr surprised both of us, and she giggled. “Is someone happy they finally got me into bed?”
“I’d be the dumbest alpha in the world if I weren’t.” I laid my hand over her palms, lacing our fingers together as I stole a few more kisses, my other hand descending while she was distracted. She moaned against my lips.
“More,” she demanded.
“I don’t know why I expected you to be demure during sex.”
“Wishful thinking?”
“I am more than happy to have you in whatever mood you’re in.” I explored her with my fingers the same way I had with my tongue, learning what had her eyes flaring wide, had her scent spiking and her pussy clenching.
Driving my fingers into her tight heat while watching her face brought back a wave of surreality.
I had Ava in bed.
Naked.
Desperate.
She bucked her hips, whining and struggling against my grip. “Stop teasing me and fuck me.”
“What if I want to do both?”
“Luke Michael Abbott, if you don’t fuck me six ways to Sunday in the next thirty seconds, I’m going to riot.”
I couldn’t help but laugh at how serious she looked when she said it. “We can’t have a riot on our hands, can we?”
“Absolutely not. Have to keep the peace.”
“Do you need to change positions or are you still comfortable?”
“I’ll change in a minute. I want to see your face for the next part. I used to daydream about this.”
I swallowed hard and rearranged, pressing her lush thighs open with my palms and lining up cock and cunt. Ava’s gorgeous hazel eyes were locked with mine as I pushed forward slowly, her pussy stretching and welcoming me in.
Fuck me.
The intensity in her eyes had nerves jumping in my belly. She was so unfairly beautiful I didn’t know what to do with myself. Her sweet whimper when our hips met had me high as a kite, her scent flooding every breath.
My slow glide back out had her whining and biting her lower lip. “Harder. I’m not going to break.”
The next thrust snapped my hips forward and Ava moaned, her pussy squeezing me tightly.
“Yeah,” she panted. “Like that.”
There were too many places to look at once: her face scrunched up with pleasure, her breasts swaying with every thrust, her thighs that rippled with each impact of mine against hers. I could look at her for eternity and never tire of it.
I wedged my fingers between us so I could work her clit and get her off before we changed positions. I didn’t know a ton about pregnancy, but I knew being on your back for too long wasn’t comfortable.
Ava squeezed her eyes shut, her mouth dropping open as she came all over my cock.
“That’s it, kitten.”
She whined at the name, desperately trying to catch her breath as I continued to tease her. “I didn’t…I didn’t say to stop fucking.”
I snapped my hips again and she broke with another cry. I rode her through the next rise until her skin was flushed head to toe.
“Okay,” she groaned. “Ready to switch. Help me up.”
I hoisted her to her feet and she gave each leg a shake.
“Hands on the headboard for me when you’re ready.”
The fresh rush of praline in the air had me dizzy with desire.
Ava climbed into the nest and made her way to the headboard, laying her palms against it and looking back over her shoulder at me. “Ready to be railed.”
I climbed up behind her, filling my hands with her luscious hips. “Ready to rail.”
Her giggle was pure sweetness, and it melted straight into another moan when I notched myself and slid into her depths.
“You have no right to feel as good as you do. Are you feeling up to a knot?”
“I’d be disappointed if you didn’t give me one.”
“We certainly can’t have a disappointed omega, can we?”
“No, sir,” she quipped.
I smacked her ass cheek lightly, earning a squeak and an exquisite squeeze around my cock. “I don’t remember you being such a sassy pants when we were little.”
“Then your memories are faulty. Should I be offended you don’t remember what a terror I was?”
“Nah. I was probably doing that idiot pedestal shit. You don’t belong on a pedestal. You belong right here.”
“Fucking right, I do.” She dug her fingers into the headboard as I began to fuck her in earnest. I wanted to feel her fall apart for me as many times as I could in this life.
Listening to each tiny sound get forced through her lips as I drove in did wonders for my ego. My little kitten couldn’t keep quiet, not when she was with me like this.
I shifted, bracing one hand next to hers and wrapping the other to cradle her throat so I could lean over her back and hear those beautiful sounds up close.
“Going to come for me, kitten? I can feel your cunt pulsing.”
“Y-yes,” she stuttered out. “Don’t—don’t stop. Please, fuck?—”
This time I let myself go, wedging my hips against hers, thrusting as deep as I could. I spilled inside her as my knot swelled. Ava rode a fresh wave, the pressure of my knot sending her over the edge again. If I hadn’t already been in the middle of coming, it would’ve set me off again too.
I rested my cheek against her hair, both of us panting. Inch by inch we rearranged ourselves until we were sideways in the nest and I could curl up around her.
“That was…”
“Awesome?” I offered.
Ava laughed. “Definitely that.”
We lay there quietly for a while, letting our heart rates come back to normal.
Eventually she mumbled something softly I couldn’t quite make out. Her scent had the slightest edge of burnt sugar. I hoped it wasn’t because of what we had done.
“Hmmm?”
“I would have waited.”
“For what?”
“For you. If you had told me you wanted me, that you planned to come back one day, I would’ve waited for you.”
My heart squeezed sharply. “Aves, I thought about telling you that a thousand times before I ran. Except I had no idea when I would’ve come back. I couldn’t have asked you to do that. It wouldn’t have been fair to you.”
“Sometimes I’m glad you didn’t, and sometimes I’m mad about it. We missed so many years.”
“I know.” I held her tighter. “We won’t miss any more.”
“Really?”
“Do you actually think you could get rid of me now? You’re stuck with me.”
Ava snuggled closer. “Do you promise?”