Chapter 24
Twenty-Four
WILLOW
Acold bead of sweat trickled down my temple as I let out a shaky nod. I still couldn’t believe that this was mine. My nest. Growing up, I never had a separate space for one. After I presented, I turned my closet into a makeshift one during my heats.
My heart quivered like some magical fairy while I tugged on my fingers. Roughened hands brushed over my clavicle.
“So beautiful,” he murmured, expertly undoing the illusion buttons on the back of my dress.
I traced the crystals on the bodice as the corset loosened. All I heard was the sound of the zipper crawling down my back and my ragged breaths. The smooth silk slid off my shoulders, puddling at my feet. My nipples tightened, and my pussy throbbed.
“Made for me,” he said, trailing his fingertips across my exposed skin, leaving goosebumps in his wake. “Did you know that, Omega? That you were crafted especially for me. And I was made for you. To make you feel good. To take care of you.”
His lips closed around my clavicle, and a keening cry escaped me. As my knees buckled, his arm banded around my waist, holding me up.
“No,” I breathed.
“I’ll have to show you then.”
Inked fingers skated over my stomach, toying with the hem of my panties. I moaned, my head falling back onto him. A hand slid between my breasts, and I bucked my hips, desperate for him to touch me.
“Please,” I begged. “Alpha.”
Ignoring my request, he lifted me as if I weighed nothing, tossing me onto the bed covered in plush blankets. He scrubbed a hand over his beard, his eyes darkened as they followed a path across my body.
“On your knees, hands on the headboard.”
The smooth command wrapped around me like spun silk. I eagerly complied, my omega almost in full control. My nails dug into the velvet on the headboard as I looked over my shoulder, watching him.
Slowly, he shrugged off his suit jacket, tossing it onto the foot of the bed. Long fingers worked open the buttons of his shirt, sliding the expensive fabric over his muscled body. A needy sound fell from my lips, making his eyes darken as he stripped down to his briefs.
The mattress sank under his weight as he crawled toward me with all the lethal grace of a panther. My omega keened, wanting to please our alpha.
“I want my pretty wife to make a mess for me,” he said, the filthy words sliding effortlessly off his tongue.
His hand cupped my pussy, and I gasped, rocking forward. He chuckled, the sound breathy and ominous.
“Such a good girl. All wet for me.”
The praise went straight to my center, making another wave of slick drip down my legs. Soon, the sound of tearing lace filled the room. Kaelen tore my panties off me, tossing the scraps of material aside.
“I liked those,” I pouted.
They were ivory lace that Sam brought me with my dress earlier that morning. The delicate material molded to me perfectly, hugging my bum and making it look delectable.
“I’ll buy you more,” he groaned, adjusting his stiff length in his briefs.
My eyes narrowed, and Kaelen winked, dropping onto his back. As I was about to ask what he was doing, he palmed my thighs, spreading me open and positioning his face between my legs.
“Kaelen,” I said, my eyes widened as I tried to scoot away, feeling too exposed.
Nails dug into my thighs, keeping me anchored in place. A chuckle vibrated close to my clit, making me moan.
“Willow,” he said back, dragging his teeth over the sensitive flesh of my inner thighs, making me tremble.
“What are you going to do?”
All I saw were his mossy green eyes staring up at me. He lifted a brow, holding me tighter as he sucked a bruise onto my skin. I rocked, letting out a tinkling moan.
“Oh. My innocent omega. I am going to drink from you like the fountain of youth until you’re begging me to stop. Until my wife makes a mess of my face with her sweet come.”
Fuck, I wanted that. My omega panted with unrestrained need, clawing at me and demanding that I give in to our alpha. That I present and let him take anything and everything. Instead, the only response I mustered was a small, unsteady nod.
A sly grin slid across his lips as he peppered kisses along my thigh, pausing near the spot I needed him most. My eyes closed, and my head fell back. A sting skittered across my leg, making me hiss.
“Eyes on me, Omega. I want to see how beautifully I make you fall apart on my tongue.”
The rumble of his words settled in the pit of my stomach, sending a burning passion searing through my veins. My mouth parted with a heavy breath as I did exactly what he said. His tattooed hands curled around my legs, cementing me to the spot.
Completely at his mercy.
“Don’t let go, or I’ll stop.”
Part of me wanted to challenge that, to see if he’d really leave his omega a needy, panting mess in their nest. When his tongue swept over my clit, all thoughts of rebelling vanished. A thread snapped into place, turning my entire body rigid as pleasure swept through my center.
Kaelen licked again, circling my clit before sucking and making me sob. The tip of his tongue trailed lower than his nose nudged against me. My vision clouded. Tingling heat consumed me, burning brighter until it felt like flames shot from my fingertips.
A devious chuckle sounded between my legs. Sweat tangled my hair and my chest heaved with each broken breath. My hands almost flew off the headboard, desperate to run through his long hair and tug.
But I wanted to come, and I was afraid he would make good on his promise and stop.
Strands of hair stuck to my neck while the headboard rocked against the wall. Kaelen continued fucking me with his tongue, alternating between sucking and licking until I was babbling incoherently.
A thread tightened around my waist, and my body quaked. He steadied his pace on my clit, determined to make me fall apart.
And I did. I came with a shattered cry, digging my nails so hard into the headboard that they might break.
“Fuck!”
A mumbled moan vibrated against my clit, drawing out my release as Kaelen leisurely licked me while my legs continued to twitch.
“You’re cute when you curse, Omega,” he said, holding me against his tongue.
“Alpha. Please. I-I can’t. It’s too much.”
Despite my half-hearted pleas, I circled my hips, rocking back and forth on his face. The last of my orgasm shuddered through me, and another began to build, turning me to ash like a phoenix.
A plush, possessive sound rolled over my sensitive center, and Kaelen dragged the flat of his tongue through me in one long, languid lick that stole my breath. For a moment, he stopped, looking up at me from between my thighs.
Short, shallow breaths escaped my cracked lips, and for a second, I believed he’d let me rest. Then a devilish, twisted smile slid into place. He circled my clit, and I bucked, trying to crawl away with no luck.
A sting skittered across my bare thigh as his hand connected with it in a warning slap. I hissed, glaring at him.
“I always finish my meals, wife, and respectfully, I don’t give a fuck if you’re shaking.”
“Kaelen. Alpha, you ca—”
Two thick fingers slid into my pussy, the sound lewd as he stroked them in and out.
“Give me another, mo chroí.”
Hazy rings blurred my eyes. My traitorous body chased his fingers, meeting him thrust for thrust. My head fell onto the headboard with a thud. I tried to speak, but nothing came out.
Kaelen twisted his wrist and tapped a spot that instantly made me fall apart, slick rushing from me as my body contorted in a way I didn’t think was possible.
“Good girl,” he said, coaxing me through the last of my release before removing his fingers.
My pussy clenched around nothing, missing the fullness of him inside me. Somehow, I still clung to the headboard, needing it to keep me upright. Kaelen’s alpha tone broke through the cloud consuming me.
“Come here,” he said, gripping my waist and sliding me back until I straddled his hips.
I squeaked, adjusting to the movement. My release glistened in his beard, and my cheeks stung from embarrassment. Strands of hair hid my face as I tucked my chin into my chest. He smacked my ass playfully.
“Lift, so I can I fuck you properly, Omega. Watch you collapse, sated and sleepy on my knot.”
Heat coiled into pleasure as I sat up on my knees, and Kaelen slipped out of his briefs. Death loomed. This man was going to kill me, but what a way to go.
It was a pretty dick—thick and heavy.
Like everything else about my alpha, he was objectively gorgeous.
He squeezed his length, fisting above his knot. My body buckled, and he steadied me with a hand on my hip, dragging the tip through my entrance.
As he lowered me onto him, my eyes rolled back into my head. Nothing had nor would ever feel as glorious as Kaelen stretching me.
The tiny part of me that regretted pushing his buttons earlier that morning disappeared, wanting to feel him fill every part of me. It was delicious and made a rightness thrum in the spot below my sternum.
He hissed, drawing small circles on my waist as I tentatively bounced on his cock, too tired to set any type of pace. My hands splayed over his chest, and my brow furrowed.
“Alpha. Can’t,” I cried, on the verge of collapsing. “Help.”
Seeming to understand what I failed to say, Kaelen banded an arm around my waist, rolling us until I was under him. Shadows from the fireplace crept up his back, making him look like some sort of dark angel, kidnapping me from the crystal gates to take me to his lair in hell.
His elbows rested on either side of my face, caging me in.
My hand wobbled as I reached out, unsuccessfully pushing his loose auburn hair out of the way. Something wicked and possessive ignited in his gaze, and to punctuate it, he slammed into me. His lips fused to mine, muffling the inhuman noise that tried to escape.
His knot swelled, catching on my entrance with each thrust. Nipping at my lip, he pulled away, peppering kisses over me until I was breathless.
“Come for me, Willow.”
My nails curled into the ridiculously expensive bedding, and my back arched off the plush blankets. Something exploded, the intensity of it slithering around my limbs.
“Fucking perfect,” he breathed, sinking his knot into me, stretching me to the brim and locking us together. “Mine.”
“Yours,” I murmured, weakly clawing at his back for purchase as he emptied himself into me.
He continued to twitch and swell, while smaller orgasms rolled through me, making whatever was left of my reservations melt away. Kaelen whispered sweet words in my ear, brushing my sweaty hair to one side as he positioned me on his chest while we waited for his knot to go down.
A purr vibrated in his chest, his breaths labored as he scent-marked me.
Oh shit.
Sam was right.
I was his, and I wanted him to be mine.
I was in love with my husband and wanted him to be my alpha.