Chapter 17
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
SASHA
I slam the door behind me, breath coming in fast. He deserved it, after all. A manhandling, bossy prick who thinks he can push me around. Not gonna happen. I don’t take kindly to being treated like a doll.
I shake my head, more amused than anything. He’s hurting, yeah, but that’s on him for thinking he could get away with it. He wanted information about his sister? Too bad. Beating a dead horse isn't going to bring her back, and it sure as hell isn't going to make me spill all my dark secrets.
Stone groans in the hallway, likely clutching his manhood, still stunned from the hit. The sound doesn’t fill me with satisfaction, though. Maybe it should—he deserves it—but something else is picking at the edge of my mind. The way he looked at me when he stepped too close, the way his eyes ran over me like he was trying to piece something together in his mind... no. No way.
It doesn’t make sense. I’m still coming to terms with sharing Levi with an omega, still figuring out how to balance the jealousy and the possessiveness that’s inside me. But Stone? That doesn’t fit. That can’t fit. Can it?
The problem isn’t that I didn’t want him to be close to me—it’s that I did. And that realization shatters my train of thought. My breath catches, and I sit on the bed, gripping the edge of the mattress hard enough to bruise my fingers.
I force the thoughts away, push them into a dark corner where I don’t have to deal with them right now. I’ll deal with them later. There’s no time for it.
Levi’s voice cuts through the heavy air, his footsteps nearing. He slides into the room with that slow, smooth gait that makes my heart squeeze in my chest. His eyes meet mine, concern written in every line of his face, and I feel a lump rise in my throat. God, I don’t deserve him.
“Church went well,” he says.
“Yeah?” I ask. “Nothing new?”
He shakes his head, a small smile tugging at the corner of his lips. “It’s a secret, you know the drill.”
I nod, even though it stings a little. The secrecy of it, the constant need for distance, and the weight of everything—it all makes me feel like we’re walking a razor-thin line. But I trust him. More than I trust anything.
“Stone’s all moved in,” I add.
Levi leans down and kisses my forehead, soft and tender, a reminder that he’s here, that I’m not alone in all of this. “I know, he told me when I came in. We’ll figure this out, Sasha. I promise.”
“I know we will.”
After a few more quiet moments, Levi pulls away, eyes scanning me with a knowing look. I know what he’s thinking. We both need to rest, to shake off the stress that’s been piling on us. It’s been a long day, and tomorrow will bring more of the same.
I get up and move toward the dresser, pulling off my shirt as I glance back at Levi. He’s watching me with that familiar, hungry look in his eyes, the one that’s never far from his gaze, especially when we’re alone. My skin prickles as I slip my pants off, slowly, teasingly.
Levi strips off his shirt, letting it fall to the floor before pulling off his jeans. The sight of him in just his boxers makes my pulse race. His body is lean and defined, muscles flexing with every movement. He doesn’t say a word as he sits on the bed, his gaze never leaving me. I can feel his eyes trailing over every inch of me, the same way I can feel the heat radiating off his body. He doesn’t say anything at first—just watches. He knows better than to rush me, knows I like to take my time. But his patience is wearing thin. His voice breaks the silence, low and raspy.
“You gonna leave me here all worked up, or are you gonna come and give me what I want?”
His words send a thrill through me, that familiar rush of desire curling low in my stomach. I smile to myself, feeling the pull between us tightening. I move to the bed, crawling across the sheets, the silk of the blankets brushing against my skin. Levi shifts to make room for me, and I settle beside him, the proximity sending sparks straight through me. His leather and bourbon scent, familiar and intoxicating, wraps around me, and I can’t help but let out a soft sigh as I press myself closer to him.
He grins, like he already knows what I’m about to do, but he lets me take my time, his hand sliding down my back, tracing the curve of my spine. I arch into his touch, the sensation sending a shiver up my body. When I look up at him, his lips are parted just slightly, and his eyes are dark with desire.
"You know," he whispers, his voice dropping even lower, "I think you're doing this on purpose."
After a moment, he leans back, stretching out across the mattress like he belongs there. I smirk at him, but I can’t stop the heat that rises in my chest as I slide under the blankets with him. The softness of the sheet feels like a contrast to the fire between us. He’s so close now, his body pressing against mine, and I can feel his arousal, hard and undeniable, against my thigh. He groans softly as his lips find my neck, trailing slow kisses along the sensitive skin, and I gasp, arching into him.
“Levi…” I murmur a warning, but it’s too late. He’s already pressing against me, his hands sliding beneath the fabric of my underwear, pulling them down with a rough urgency that makes my pulse race.
I can’t stop the needy moan that escapes me as I feel his hands, his heat, his need for me.
His lips meet mine in a searing kiss, and everything else fades. The tension, the unfinished conversation with Stone, the whole world outside of this room—none of it matters. His fingers slide between us, and I gasp, feeling the way his touch sends shockwaves through me. He knows exactly how to make me lose control, how to push me to the edge and pull me back, teasing me in the best way possible.
"You’re mine," he breathes, his lips leaving a trail of hot kisses down my neck.
“Yours,” I pant, moving my hand under the band of his boxers and wrapping it around his thick shaft.
“Stroke me, Little Brat. Show me how much you want me.”
With firm long strokes, I pump up and down on his cock, swirling my hand around the tip to collect the precum that pools.
Levi pushes two fingers inside my hole and I gasp as he curls them against my walls without hesitation. Not pulling them out, but keeping them inside and moving them repeatedly in a ‘come here’ motion.
I tighten my grip on him, making him groan and I smirk, jerking him faster.
“You want me to fuck you, Sasha?” he whispers in my ear and I gush around his fingers.
“Please.”
He pulls them from my pussy and I whine at the loss.
“Get on all fours, Little Brat. I wanna play with both my holes.”
I turn over and hurry to my hands and knees like an obedient little girl because I want everything he’s offering and then some. Levi gets to his knees behind me and I feel his tip press against my entrance.
Slowly, he pushes in until I feel the ridge of his mushroom tip, then he slams the rest of the way in and I bite my bottom lip, ready for more.
“You’re always so ready for me, baby. Eager for this alpha cock,” Levi praises, beginning to slide in and out of my tight hole.
He continues at this torturously delightful pace, as I grab the sheets, burying my fingers in them, moaning.
Levi takes that as his cue to stuff his index finger into my ass down to the second knuckle and I hiss at the intrusion.
“You like it and you know it, Sasha.” He chuckles.
He’s not wrong.
Like a well-practiced man, he alternates his thrusts with finger and cock, fucking me in the most delightful way.
The familiar warmth starts in my belly as the orgasm builds and I moan, dropping my forehead against the mattress. “I’m gonna come, Levi.”
“You want my knot, Little Brat?”
Those words have my stomach fluttering with nerves and butterflies at the same time.
“Yes,” I whisper.
“Good girl,” he praises, picking up his pace, his hips slapping against me as his finger freezes deep in my ass. “Close, baby. Such a good little beta, taking this alpha cock so well.”
The fire in my belly intensifies at his words and my cunt flutters around his shaft.
“You like that huh, Sasha? I can’t wait for our omega to join. I’m gonna fuck you in front of him. Make him watch you take my knot so he knows what a good girl you are. Knows how to please me, knows just how mine you are.”
God, his words have me ready to come, but I tightly shut my eyes and bite the sheet, trying to hold off.
Levi must feel how close I am, or sense it, because he grabs my hips and jerks me back as he pushes against me and his knot pops into place inside my pussy. I’m so full; it’s a mix of pleasure and pain. I come… hard. Fireworks explode behind my eyelids as I scream my release, my pussy clamping around his knot like a vise.
“Fuck, Little Brat. Fuck, fuck, fuck,” Levi groans as his cock twitches inside of me, and I feel rope after rope of his cum spill deep into me.
My body feels like it's been set on fire, every nerve still buzzing from the way Levi touched me, the way we moved together. Levi shifts behind me, maneuvering us so we’re on our sides, his arm pulling me closer as I settle into the warmth of his chest. His skin is still slick with sweat, and I can feel the beat of his heart, steady and comforting against mine.
“You were amazing,” he murmurs, his voice a low, gravelly whisper. His fingers trail lazily over my back, soothing, almost as if he’s memorizing every curve, every inch of me. “I don’t know how you do it… but damn, you always know how to make me lose my mind.”
“I think you’re the one who makes me lose my mind,” I reply softly.
We don’t need to say anything else. The silence is enough, filled only by the rhythm of our breathing, the weight of the world falling away as we unwind. After a while, we get up, both of us a little sore but content, and we clean up in the bathroom, moving around each other with the ease of people who’ve shared this before.
When we climb back into bed, the sheets are cool against my skin, and I let out a satisfied sigh. Levi pulls me back into his arms, settling me into the curve of his body.
“I love you,” he whispers into my hair, his hand tracing the line of my spine.
“I love you too,” I reply, the words coming easily, like they always do with him.
And just like that, the world falls quiet again. We drift off, tangled together.