Chapter Fourteen
Carl
T he heat of her enveloped my crown, sending my eyes rolling back in my head. I was hanging on by a thread, keeping control by nothing more than sheer will.
Another inch sank into her wetness, drawing a groan from my chest. Her scent was thick around us, the sweetness something I could taste on the back of my tongue. I’d planned to taste her slick too, but her demand for me to fuck her had scrambled my plans.
Her moan turned into a whine as I kept pushing forward, and she wriggled beneath me. I was propped on my elbows, her breasts squished between us where I could feel her heaving breaths, her legs squeezing my hips as I gave her more and more. Her eyes were scrunched closed, lips parted, and her hair had come loose from the elastic to stick to her cheeks and forehead. I pushed it back from her face as I reversed.
“Good?”
Despite the urge to slam into her, I had to be sure she was okay.
She nodded, hands and heels urging me on. I wanted to hear her, wanted her to let go of the reins she held so tight, but I decided I could be patient and work up to that.
“More?”
It was agony to keep myself to shallow thrust instead of burying the rest of me inside her. My bear and every alpha instinct wanted me to drive my cock so deep my knot could lodge in her, but it was too soon. I had to make this last, for both our sakes.
“Yes. More!”
She tugged again and I let her pull me deeper, the noise radiating from my chest a mangled merging of a groan and a growl. My bear kept surging forward, trying to make me lean down and sink my teeth into the pale column of her neck despite her not being in heat, but I couldn't let it happen. I wouldn’t break her trust like that.
Inch by inch, she took me in, until my partially inflated knot pressed against her entrance. I’d wanted her too much to keep it from swelling early, and I knew if I forced it into her, that would be the end. I’d fill her up, and what might be my only chance, would be over.
Every muscle protested as I pulled back, Gwyn clinging to me and doing her best to hold me in. My control snapped and I pushed forward again, slamming into her with enough force to rock her entire body. I tried to remember she laid on bare concrete, that I needed to take it easy on her, but it was hard when everything was urging me to do the opposite.
My hips snapped forward again, the wet slap of our skin loud when the only other sound was our heavy breathing. Her wetness drove me on, her channel rippling around my invasion as if trying to help me get deeper with each thrust.
“It’s too good. I’m going to explode.”
Her insides fluttered, the tension in her body ready to break. Her nails dug into my arms, the pain barely registering through the other sensations flooding me. My balls had drawn tight, my shaft tingling with the need to release, but I couldn’t let go without her.
Reaching down, I hooked my arm beneath one of her legs, spreading her wider as I braced on that hand to free the other. Her cry rang through the building and a bubble of pride warmed my chest, but I wanted more. I wanted her screaming for my knot, coming so hard she’d forgive me for only giving her one.
“I need you to come for me so I can give you my knot. I’m going to fill you up.”
Her back arched as I slid my fingers through the slick smearing her lower lips before circling her clit, but I slowed as her eyes opened and met mine.
“No knot. Please.”
The fear I saw killed any disappointment I might have felt. I’d told her she was safe with me, and I’d never turn myself into a liar.
“Okay, Beautiful, no knot. But I still want you to come on my cock so I can spill inside you.”
I let the circles get tighter, the edge of my fingertip brushing her clit as I picked up speed again, driving into her as hard as I could. I still held her leg trapped over my arm, and I could feel the muscles flexing as she drew closer to her release.
“There it is. Come for me, Gwyn.”
Her whole body tensed, her breasts thrust high when her back arched and she cried out. It was too tempting to resist, so I captured one dusky nipple in my mouth as I shifted to grip my knot.
Her pussy was still spasming as the first jet of cum pulsed from my tip, coating her inner walls. When I felt her orgasm ease I pulled out to let the rest of mine land on her mound and lower lips, the sight sending another surge through me that kept my shaft hard despite the release.
I had to drag my gaze away before I started rutting her again, the desire for her just as strong as it had been when we’d only been teasing. If anything, it was stronger, knowing how well she took me, but the vulnerable look on her face had my focus shifting.
Releasing her leg, I leaned down on my elbows again, cupping her face with both hands. I didn’t need a bond to know this moment was a flood of emotions for her, but I had no way of guessing what she needed from me without that inside knowledge.
I pressed my lips to hers, gently stroking my tongue along her bottom lip for permission to deepen the kiss. A part of me relaxed when she let me in, and I kept the kiss sweet instead of trying to stir her into more. I’d have gladly gone another round, but the concrete floor wasn’t the best place for it.
Pulling back, I found a softer expression on her face, but she still didn’t seem comfortable. Locked on my knot, her brain would have been pumping happy hormones through her, but without that, it seemed like she wasn’t sure what to do next.
“So, this is the part where it can get awkward. Do we want to muddle through that, or do we skip ahead to the comfortable part?”
Her lips twitched as if she wanted to laugh, her eyes crinkling in the corners.
“Is it possible to skip ahead, because I’m not a fan of awkward.”
“Absolutely.”
I jumped to my feet and pulled her up with me, the weariness of the day gone after the reward of what had happened afterward.
“I’ve got some water and rags in the truck, just give me a second and I’ll get you cleaned up.”
No alpha worth the designation failed to care for an omega after sex, and I wasn’t going to skip out on that part just because it meant a little more work since we didn’t have working plumbing. I had my pants yanked up and was out the door before she could voice the protest I knew was coming. Gwyn wanted to be independent, and that was great, but I’d helped make the mess, so I was going to help clean it up.
Even if I’d have preferred to do it with my tongue.
I was already wetting the rag as I came back through the door. I entered the dining room to her already clasping her bra, and I couldn’t say it wasn’t disappointing. A young, tight body might be what women always strived for, but I loved her curves. They gave me something to hold on to and made her cuddlier, the softness complimenting my hard angles.
“Oh, I can—”
“Nope.”
I dropped to my knees in front of her, ignoring the wide-eyed look of panic she gave me. Wrapping one hand around her thigh to squeeze the back of it, I held her in place so I could wipe her mound before using two fingers to dip between and clean her lower lips. She was stiff, frozen in place, but I didn’t miss the scent of fresh slick when I pulled my fingers free. It made me want to lean forward and use my tongue after all, but I had to remind myself I needed to go slow, and this moment was fragile.
She was still stiff and trembling when I stood. Both of us were breathing heavy, one move away from devolving into either hysterics, or a fresh round of fucking, and I knew I needed to give her time to process.
Swallowing hard, I forced myself to take a step back and grab my shirt from the floor, pulling it over my head. I had no problem being naked, shifters were almost immune to nudity since we were exposed to it so much, but I hoped covering myself would help her relax.
Finally moving, Gwyn pulled her shirt on and snagged her underwear from where I’d tossed them as I grabbed her jeans. I knelt and held them open for her, releasing a relieved sigh when she stepped into the denim after donning her undies without resisting my help. My bear wanted to drag her back to our den and snuggle her after seeing that she was stuffed with food and water, but unable to do that, the minor ways to care for her helped settle him.
“Thanks.”
Standing again, I put my finger under her chin and tipped her head back, making her meet my eyes. Her cheeks were still flushed, hair sticking along her neck, and the thoroughly fucked look was so perfect on her I wanted to keep her that way.
“We skipped the awkward, remember? We’re at the confident and comfortable stage.”
She huffed a laugh, sucking in a deep breath before nodding and straightening her shoulders.
“You’re right. We’re both adults. What happened was nothing.”
My frown was immediate, and I used my thumb to take hold of her chin when she tried to pull away. My bear was grumbling inside of me, and I wanted to growl, but I swallowed it back.
“It wasn’t nothing . You sharing your body with me is not nothing . I’m honored you trusted me enough to allow us to share our attraction and pleasure, and I hope it won’t be just a one-time thing.”
She seemed surprised by my vehemence, but I couldn’t have her thinking what had happened wasn’t meaningful. I could understand her hesitance to get involved with me, or any alpha, and even her desire not to be knotted, but she needed to realize her desires were valid and there was no reason to deny herself.
“I—Okay.”
I smiled as I rubbed my thumb over her lips, watching a shiver roll through her.
“I didn’t get to show you any of my tricks this time, so we’re definitely going to need a repeat. When you’re ready.”
Brows scrunching, she chuckled and cocked her head when I finally released her.
“Tricks?”
Winking, I backed toward the door. I didn’t want to leave her, but that seemed like the best time to make an escape before anything got weird again, and I was already running late.
“You’ll just have to wait and see. I’ve got to get David’s truck back to him, but I’ll be at your place bright and early, okay?”
I was glad to see her easy smile back on her face as she nodded, lifting a hand to wave before I disappeared into the kitchen. I was elated she’d opened up to me enough to do what we’d done, but I craved more, and I was going to have to tread carefully if I’d have any chance. I could be patient, and my bear was already convinced she’d be worth it, but I worried the alpha side of me might make things difficult.
Only time would tell if I could turn us into more than friends-with-benefits.