11. Chapter ElevenMelina
Chapter Eleven
Melina
I sat on the couch, numbly watching a hologram program about two rival Fae who had some type of love-hate relationship at work. Of course, we knew they would end up together, but, in the meantime, they had to come together to deal with some sort of sabotage at their company. It was a new limited series that gave me all the romantic feels I enjoyed, but tonight, my mind kept wandering away to a certain Nodoorian Fae and a dream that set my soul on fire.
The whole affair still unsettled me, but a part of me also wondered what he’d be like in reality. Just the memory of that dream, his mouth on me as if it were real, made my pulse race. And why did he have to be so darn considerate? When I returned home from my brunch, I found one of my favorite desserts from the bakery Lila owned and a note of apology sitting on the counter in the kitchen for me.
The chime of my doorbell startled me into the present. I didn’t usually get unexpected guests, so naturally, I was cautious. I got off the couch and tiptoed quietly to the front door. It could be anybody or anything at the door. I looked through the peephole and found Ivan standing there, waving at me as if he could see I was staring at him. Maybe he could. That would be disturbing.
I unlocked and opened the door. “Ivan? What’s going on? I thought Aaron was with you.”
Ivan nodded, pointing his thumb out behind him. “He is. He’s sitting in the transporter, being stubborn. Long story short, your husband’s rut has come on.”
I widened my eyes in shock. The news is freezing me. Alpha ruts were similar to omega heats, except they came on fewer times a year and didn’t last as long. Both had the same primitive need for breeding and sex. “Why did you bring him here?”
Ivan snorted, and, for the first time, I noticed he looked cut and bruised. What the hell had he been up to? “That’s the same question your husband had. It seems you both don’t know how the omega-alpha relationship works.”
I wrinkled my nose. “Is that why he beat you up?”
Ivan waved a dismissive hand. “He didn’t do this. We got into a bit of an altercation at a bar, and then there was a whole beast attack thing, but don’t focus on that now. We resolved it. Help me get your husband inside.”
I slipped on some shoes at the door, panic making my heart jump. Was Aaron more wounded than Ivan let on? “He can’t walk?”
“He can walk. He’s just being stubborn. He wanted me to take him to my place so he could sit out his rut in suffering. I thought that was stupid when he had a perfectly good omega wife at home to help him. Surely, you’d help your husband, right?” He batted his bright green eyes as if it would work on me.
I started to close the door. “You should listen to your friend.”
Ivan stuck his foot inside the house, preventing me from shutting the door. “Listen, I realize you both aren’t in love and are at a very tentative stage, but what’s a little sex between not-so-platonic roommates? I can’t believe I had to say that. He would help you if the shoe were on the other foot.”
I knew that Aaron would, without any reservation. Not because he was a male who just wanted sex. Aaron would help me, like that particular morning together, because it’s his duty, and he wanted to please me. He would have no feelings about it.
I couldn’t be that detached if I had sex with Aaron. Forget how it felt to have him in me. I won’t be able to forget it. I’d be stuck seeing him every day, my heart breaking with the unrequited feelings. I touched my chest, a sudden panic taking hold. He was suffering from ignoring his rut but was thinking of me by not getting out of the transporter. He knew it would be challenging for me if we had sex. Even now, he was being considerate. It pulled at my heart beneath the waning panic.
Ivan gently pushed open the door, and I gave no resistance. “If it helps, he has feelings for you. It’s more than just because he was assigned to you. Later, not now, ask him why he’s being so stubborn. I think he’ll tell you this time. So, what do you say?”
Did I believe Ivan? Perhaps he was saying that so I could help him. That would be cruel but not unfathomable. Maybe it didn’t matter. I had to make this decision for me. A sudden idea popped into my mind, and I wanted to slap myself for not thinking of it before. I could do this and then buy a memory wipe potion. I could forget the whole thing happened. Then, I wouldn’t have to worry about getting attached.
I gave a curt nod, energized and nervous about my plan. I was going to have sex with Aaron. My stomach tightened at just the thought. Gods, this alpha affected me so much that I didn’t even need to see him to get excited. I was going to need that potion.
I followed Ivan to the transporter and found a very unwell-looking Aaron in the passenger seat. He was sweating, his teeth clenched, hands gripping his thighs so tightly I thought his nails would rip into his trousers. I frowned at the bruises on his face but trusted in Ivan that he would be okay.
Aaron glanced up at me and looked anything but happy to see my face. “Why is she here? Ivan, get me out of here.”
Ivan was several feet away, his back to us. He appeared to be on his communicator. “I can’t hear you. I’m ordering a transport to take me home since I drove yours here for you.”
Aaron got out of the transporter. “Fine, I’ll drive myself to your place.”
I straightened up and took a step back. “No, let’s go inside.”
He stood up, tilting his head back. His nostrils flared, lips parting. “Rabbit,” he drawled, igniting my core with his nickname for me. “If I go inside, I will not be able to hold back. I am not myself right now.”
“Obviously. I know what I’m saying. My mind is sound. I want to help you, Aaron.”
Beneath his bruises, I could see his face take on a look of almost desperate hope. “You aren’t mad at me anymore?”
The way he looked at me made my heart ache. I knew he was in a difficult position, yet he couldn’t move until he knew I was alright. “I’m not mad at you, Aaron. Come inside.”
He looked at the door to the house, uncertainty on his face. “I don’t want to hurt you, Melina,” he said in a low voice.
He was straining to keep his composure. His hands were in fists. I shifted my gaze and noticed that he was very much hard below his waist. It looked almost painful. I was going to help him find relief.
I stepped closer to him. Practically hearing his racing heart beating and that forest scent of his was so strong, my body pulsated. I wanted him. Bad. And that thought excited the hell out of me. It seemed I was going to have to be more persuasive. I relaxed my shoulders and smiled up at him with seduction in my eyes. I grabbed his hands and placed them on my ass, pressing my body close to him. His dick twitched against my stomach, and my core flooded at the brush of him against me.
He growled, the bass vibrating against my chest, making my nipples harden. “Melina,” he sighed, hands tightening on my ass despite his mild protest. “I care too much about you to make our first time during my rut.”
He was by far the most thoughtful alpha I’d ever met, and I did not doubt that he would take care of me, even in his rut. I got on my toes and wrapped my arms around his neck. “Aaron, you’re so sweet. But I want you to pick me up, walk us into that house, kick the door closed, and fuck me until I go cross-eyed. Is that possible?”
“Rabbit,” was all he said as he obeyed orders, lifting me as I wrapped my legs around his waist, and he marched us toward the house.
“Have fun in there!” Ivan called after us.
I gave him an absentminded wave goodbye, my eyes glued to Aaron’s, who was looking at me with such fire I could have melted. Once inside and after the front door was locked, Aaron wasted no time teleporting us directly to the bedroom. And then he kissed me. His lips were so soft, but his kiss was hard, as if he wanted to devour me. Every nerve in my body sizzled at just the taste of his lips. The desperate need from his mouth.
He dropped me on top of the rectangular dresser drawer, swiping off anything in the way. My slip dress bunched and twisted around my waist, and I was thankful I didn’t have that much on. His mouth continued to explore mine, stealing my breath with the deepening of his kiss. I wanted more. I grabbed him tightly as if I were the one in a rut. His hand moved to the back of my head, and he grabbed a fistful of my braids, pulling my hair until my neck was exposed to him. His tongue licked a slow trail up my neck, and I trembled at the electric feel of his mouth on me. He twirled his tongue on the thin skin, and I thought I would levitate, his mouth gently tickling me.
“Take your glamour off, omega. I want to see you.”
I stilled. He’d already seen me without it and said I was beautiful, but my glamour had become my comfort. I struggled with feeling beautiful on my own. I would get in my head under the weight of his gaze. If he looked too long, would he see my scars and be disgusted? Would it take him out of the moment? Rationally, I knew that it might not. It wasn’t him. It was me. I was still fixated on every imperfection. Already, I was being torn from the feeling of his mouth on me.
His free hand crept up my side, landing on top of my right breast. My eyes fluttered as I fell into the feel of his gentle touch on me. He squeezed my nipple, eliciting a shiver from me that pulsated my clit. Why was I letting my mind ruin this moment? He wanted me. There was nothing more to think about.
I dropped my glamour and smiled up at him. His intense stare softened for just a moment before returning to the feral alpha that had teleported us to this room. He sprinkled kisses across my cheeks, over my nose, chin, and lips before returning to my neck. I felt so cherished, receiving his gentle attention. Even in his rutting state, he kept caring for me. It was confusing, and yet, I desired it—I desired him. My heart ached at the thought.
“Rabbit, you don’t know how long I’ve wanted this. To kiss you, taste you, fuck you. I’m so lucky to have you,” his voice practically trembled now, his mouth brushing against my neck.
My pussy soaked at his words. I was in such a haze of lust that I didn’t register him pulling down his pants and underwear. His large hand covered my drenched panty-covered mound as he sucked on my earlobe, vibrating every nerve in my body. “I’m going to rip these off of you, now,” he announced before doing just as he stated, releasing my hair .
I yelped and lifted slightly as he removed the torn fabric from around my bottom and tossed it to the side. I looked down between us and sucked in a breath as I took in his hardness. It looked exactly like the dream. Shock spread through me, and so did unhinged desire. He was thick and long and glazed in his pre-cum. Without thinking, I wiped my index finger over the tip and put the liquid in my mouth, savoring the nutty flavor. I closed my eyes, licking my lips.
Aaron swore and suddenly yanked me to the edge of the dresser. He then plunged into me, filling me halfway. I sucked in a breath at the sudden invasion. It was tight but not uncomfortable. I wanted more; I wanted to feel him touch every part of my inner walls. “More,” I whispered.
He pushed further and further until he filled me. “Fuck, you feel so good.”
He then pulled almost all the way out, leaving me yearning for more. But I didn’t have to beg because he quickly speared me again and again. Rocking his hips into me with so much abandon that we knocked down anything that was left standing on the dresser. I could feel my body tightening up, my pussy squeezing around him. I dug my fingers into his back, wanting to somehow press him closer so that he could bury deeper into me.
He throbbed inside of me, his alpha scent overpowering me and firing every nerve inside of me until I released a satisfied scream of relief. My body spasmed around him as I held on tightly to him. His hips picked up speed, the sound of his grunts filling my ear until he came, spilling his hot seed inside of me and ripping another milder orgasm from me.
Moments later, I loosened my grip, rubbing my hands slowly up and down his back as he rocked into me at a leisurely pace. I didn’t want this to end; the feel of him inside me felt too good, like a drug.
Aaron kissed the crook of my neck, groaning as he inhaled my scent. “I could stay buried in you forever.”
I chuckled. “That would be impractical, but I like how you feel in me.”
“Good, because I’m not done with you yet.” He then pulled out of me, the movement bringing out another orgasmic gasp as he brushed against my inner walls along the way.
He then stepped all the way out of his trousers and pulled his shirt off. Gods, his body was beautiful. Hard but with a slight softness. I wanted to nibble and kiss over every inch of his chest. He smirked but didn’t say anything as he lifted my dress over my head. His eyes roamed my body, tongue brushing over his lower lip. He looked almost mesmerized. I never felt sexier.
“Yes,” he whispered, more to himself than to me in response to a question I didn’t ask.
I gave him a quizzical look, but he leaned in and wrapped his mouth around one of my erect nipples, sucking on it gently. I dropped my head back, sighing as I enjoyed the returning pleasure spread over me.
He released my nipple. “Well, now I have to try this one, too,” he muttered before giving the same attention to my other nipple.
I already began to drip even more slick down the inside of my thighs as he continued to suck. “I am going to need you inside of me again if you don’t mind.”
He straightened up, eyes almost glowing silver in the darkness of the room. “Oh, I don’t mind. I should ask if you mind, my omega. Because I plan to fuck you all night long.”
I nodded happily.
He picked me up and walked us to our bed, lowering me down on my back. He then stood back, raking his eyes over me again, his hand moving to his shaft, which was unsurprisingly still hard.
He squeezed the base and began to pump slowly. “Present for me, my omega.”
His omega. I enjoyed the sound of that more than I cared to admit. I slowly tore my eyes away from his dick and looked up to him. The lust in his glowing eyes brought a hitch in my breath. I could melt from his gaze. “How do you want it, my alpha?”
I would give him everything.
Just for tonight.
And then I had to forget.