Chapter 16
Chapter Sixteen
After reliving the horrors of what both Conall and I have gone through, we decide to have a movie day.
Or more so, Amity decided that we were going to have a movie day.
“I hope you are okay with princess movies because that is all Amity will watch at the moment.”
Cal chuckles, “Princess movies are my kryptonite, Little Devil.” He turns to Amity and gets down to her level, something that should have sparks flying in my chest but inevitably does. “Now, should we let it go and build snowmen or should we have sleepovers with seven dwarfs.”
Amity giggles, running over to the TV and selects her choice of film. I busy myself making a snack plate from the DoorEats order we made before we settle in as the opening credits start.
Cal grunts at the distance between us as immediately pulls me towards him. A tiny body jumps in between us, pulling one of the blankets from her bed over our lap.
We spend the entire movie laughing at our favorite parts, yelling at the bad guys and cheering when the hero gets the princess.
When Cal said that princess movies were his kryptonite, he wasn't kidding. It was a shock to the system to watch such a big burly Alpha sing along to the sound track.
All it did was put another tick in his favor.
I know not every male would sit on this couch and indulge in a three-year-old’s wishes. Especially not one that didn’t have some kind of familial connection.
Each moment that I spend in this Alpha’s presence is another moment that I let my guard down. That I allow this person in.
For once, I actually want to. After trusting him with the dark secrets I hold close to me, I can see something more with him. A life that sees more days like today.
While there is still a large part of myself that holds fear, I know that I can’t reduce every single Alpha down to the four that ruined everything for me.
At least for now, I am going to allow myself to open up to Conall. To at least see where things go.
Because I deserve to find out. To, for the first time in my adult life, have some kind of healthy interaction that involves a man.
I didn’t realize I had fallen asleep until I jolt awake and instantly regret how fast I moved. I must have been laying in an awkward position as pain shoots up through my neck.
After taking a moment to rub out a spot that will no doubt have me needing Deep Heat and anti-inflammatories later, I gasp as I see just how dark it is outside my window.
My apartment is oddly quiet and I am completely alone.
No Conall. No Amity.
My first reaction is to panic.
I immediately jump to the worst conclusions. That I have finally let my guard down and in doing so, it has cost me my daughter.
I storm down the hallway, just about ready to barge into Amity’s room to double check if she is in there but instead, come to an abrupt halt.
“...But where is the green sheep?”
I collapse against the wall as I hear the gentle words of the Alpha reading to Amity.
I shake my head as I clutch my chest. Slowly, my heartrate settles.
After a moment of berating myself for allowing my thoughts to drift to the worst, I step closer to the door and peek around the corner.
A smile brightens my face as I look at a half asleep Amity and a Conall who looks away too invested in finding where the green sheep is.
How is this man real? What have I done right in my life to ever deserve him?
Instead of walking in and breaking their moment, I silently walk away and return to the lounge room.
It's only a few minutes before I hear. “Goodnight, Firefly.”
As Conall steps out into the lounge room, his eyes quickly find mine. That heartbreaking smile of his that I have become used to adorns his face. He comes to sit beside me and doesn’t hesitate to pull me into his chest.
“Afternoon, Little Devil. I’m sorry that I didn’t wake you but I could tell that you were exhausted after this morning. So when Firefly woke up from her nap, we decided to let you sleep.”
I sigh, “Thank you, Cal. Seriously. I hope that she behaved for you.”
He chuckles and rolls his eyes, “That little girl has me wrapped so tightly around her finger.” He pauses for a moment, looking down at me and tucks a bit of hair that had fallen out of where I had tied my hair up into a bun that morning.
“You both have me wrapped around your fingers. It’s been a long time since I felt anything for anyone but I know that I am already falling in deep with you, Valentina Rossi. ”
It's almost a shock to the system to hear my full name on his lips. For years I have gone by some shitty last name that was one of the most generic names I could find.
Hearing him call me by my real name almost feels like he is giving me a stepping stool to allow me to be who I really am. To honor my parents in the way I should have been all of these years instead of hiding in the shadows.
It's as though he is giving me the opportunity to be the real Valentina. Not the Valentina that I thought was damaged beyond repair.
I don’t say anything, instead I pull away from him. There is a look of hurt and rejection on his face for a moment before it is replaced with shock and a flicker of heat as I move, my thighs settling on either side of his.
Resting my hands on either side of Cal’s neck, I smile down at him. “Thank you for seeing me. For allowing me to show you the real me. For trusting me with your own traumas. For just being you.”
“Always, Valentina. Always.”
I don’t know who closes the distance between us as our lips touch softly. For a moment our kiss is gentle. I follow the motions of Conall's lips as they move against mine in a slow, sensual dance.
That is until I move my hips.
A growl is torn from Cal’s throat moments before our once almost innocent kiss turns anything but.
This new Conall is hungry and he wants me.
Hands grip my hips tight as he pulls me into him, allowing me to feel just how hard he is beneath his jeans.
I groan into his lips as a spark of arousal shoots through my core.
It feels strange to feel such a pleasurable feeling with someone else. After my fear of sex had worn off a few years ago, I finally allowed myself to get off but it never felt anything like this.
I grip onto the gray strands of Conall’s hair as I pull him impossibly closer to me.
I need him.
I need to feel his body against mine.
To feel the pleasure that I know he wants to give me.
Cal’s answering groan has more pleasure shooting straight to my clit as I allow myself to move against the steel beneath me.
Stars spark behind my closed eyelids as I throw my head back.
Cal’s kisses move from my chin to my throat.
A quiet voice inside my head begs him to sink his teeth into the exact spot but I push it away.
Now is not the time for any of that stupid Omega nonsense. Right now, I just want release.
I continue to grind over Cal’s covered cock, wishing desperately that I could feel his naked skin move against mine.
Even though my mind is starting to feel fussy, I know that I am not ready for that right now. I need to stick to dry humping.
At least for tonight.
With each movement of my body against Conall’s I feel my core becoming increasingly wetter. It’s nothing like it was when I was still presenting as an Omega but it's more than a normal Beta would have.
“Use me, baby. Use me for your pleasure,” Cal moans against my lips, inciting a guttural moan from my chest.
I do just as he says, continuing to rub myself against him.
The pleasure becomes unbearable. My stomach tightens before I scream against Cal’s lips as an orgasm is torn from me.
“Fuck, Little Devil. Such a good girl,” Cal grunts out as his body spasms beneath mine.
The jerking of his body along with the praise kicks up my orgasm a notch as a higher sensation overcomes me along with a rush of wetness from my core.
“Shit, Cal!” I yell as I grip tightly to the Alpha below me.
Once my orgasm subsides, I collapse into Cal’s chest, unable to let go. He doesn't let go of me either as we both remain silent in an attempt to catch our breath.
After a while, one of Cal’s hands moves up into my hair.
“Are you okay? That wasn’t too far was it?”
The sincerity and concern in his voice has me smiling.
“It was perfect, Cal. I didn’t realize being with someone else could ever feel that good.”
It’s impossible to miss the way that his body tenses. Cal pulls me in further into his body and leans in to whisper into my ear.
“When you are with me, there will be nothing but pleasure, Little Devil. Those fools have no fucking idea in what they gambled away when they treated you the way they did.”
I sigh into him, allowing my body to melt as we stay on the couch.
It would be easy to drift back to sleep laying on his chest like this but the feeling of wet panties is far from pleasant.
I decide to further this bold persona that I have going on today as I break away from Cal. He allows me to stand but looks up at me with a questioning look on his face.
“Shower?”
I have never seen a single man move as fast as Cal does as he all but launches off the couch. In one swoop, he picks me up in his arms.
I squeal as I cling to him. He chuckles a low rumble that sends zings straight to my core, something I didn't think was possible after experiencing one of the best orgasms of my life.
Entering the bathroom, Cal sets me down on the sink before stepping away.
Slowly and way too sensually, he shrugs off his jacket allowing it to fall to the floor before he reaches a hand behind his head, grips his shirt and in one motion, pulls this shirt off.
My mouth drops, not only at just how smooth that action was but also at my first glimpse of Conall’s body.
It had never occurred to me just how ripped this man could have been under his clothing. Sure, I had felt some of his hard edges from on top of his clothing but nothing could have prepared me for the spectacle that is this man.
The Alpha’s body is all hard edges and smooth, tanned skin.
Shaking myself out of my stupor, with much less talent than Cal, I pull my shirt over my head, leaving me just in my bra.
Even though Cal has seen me in much less than this, it doesn’t stop his eyes from heating, taking me in.
Slowly, just like I would during a dance at the club, I unclip my bra and allow it to drop on the floor with my shirt.
Cal’s throat bobs, watching me with an intense look.
Sliding off the sink, I pull down my shorts, hooking my panties as I go. Once I reach my ankles, I kick them off, leaving me to stand completely naked in front of Cal.
Butterflies churn in my stomach as I wait for further reaction from him.
I have been naked in the club more times than I can count. In privates, I have danced with nothing but my heels for groups of Alphas and Betas and not once was I rattled.
But standing here in front of Cal is different. It's more intimate and far more intimidating than any kind of performance.
Because this one isn’t for show. Because I want him and I know that he wants me. It’s a sentiment I have never returned in a dance with any of my clients.
It was always going to be saved for a moment like this. A moment where being vulnerable in front of someone is more naked than any kind of lap dance.
“You are so beautiful, Valentina.”
I smile shyly as Cal takes a step towards me. He lifts a hand but hesitates before he can touch me.
With a nod, he smirks before he drags the back of his hand from the top of my breast down my side and to my hip where he grips me.
I gasp as with that one hand, he pulls me towards him.
When our lips meet again, it’s in another desperate kiss. My hands meet his chest and I feel as goosebumps break out over his skin.
I smile against his lips at the reaction I was able to cause.
He chuckles, able to tell just how proud of myself I am.
“You little minx. Now you know just what you do to me. How a single touch of your flesh against me has me ready to drop down to my knees before you and worship you for the queen you are.”
With a cheeky smile, I look up at him.
“Well, what are you waiting for Cal? Get on your knees and praise me.”
Cal doesn’t hesitate, dropping to his knees on the tiled floor. Gripping my hips, he lifts me up so I am sitting back on the edge of the bench.
With a gasp, I grip the bench as he spreads my legs apart. All my earlier confidence instantly disappears as Cal looks at my bare pussy.
Ever so slowly he leans in, sticks his tongue out and swipes it through my folds.
I throw my head back and arch my back as pleasure zings through my body.
Cal doesn't stop at the one swipe. He continues to lick me until I begin writhing under his grip.
He moves his torture to my clit as he sucks and flicks his tongue. It's only seconds before my second orgasm of the night barrels over me. The slurping noises coming from Conall are near diabolical as he drinks up my release.
“Fuck, Cal,” I moan as I collapse against the mirror behind me.
He chuckles, pulling away from me.
“Was that the kind of praise you had in mind, Little Devil?” he snickers, rising to his feet before shrugging off his jeans.
I get the perfect image of his toned ass as he reaches in and turns on the shower.
This man must be some kind of genius as steam quickly fills the room, the water scolding, just how I like it.
He turns back to me, allowing me to get a peek at what he is working with. My eyes blow wide as I take in the specimen that is jutting out from his body like it has something to prove.
The cock, which should be given some kind of powerful name like Thor or Adonis, twitches under my gaze.
“If you keep looking at it like that, Little Devil, you are going to embarrass me again,” he laughs as he reaches for me.
I look up at Cal in shock.
“Does that thing come with some kind of warning label? That's not a cock, Cal. That’s a weapon”
He snorts but I shake my head.
“No, I’m serious. You don’t expect that thing to ever fit inside of me, do you? I know I am actually an Omega but that and a knot is just asking for trouble.”
Cal groans, his head thrown back before he takes a deep breath. When he looks back down at me, his eyes are burning. He growls, shoving his head into my neck before sucking in the scent that I know won’t be there.
“Fuck, Little Devil. When the time comes that you allow me into that cunt of yours, you will take every single fucking inch before I stuff my knot inside of you and you take that as well.”