Chapter Fifty-Eight
Halley
“Cannonball!”
A flash of exposed flesh streaks from the top of the waterfall.
An almighty splash explodes from the water.
The intensity between Knox and I pops like a balloon, and I jump away from him like I’ve been caught doing something naughty.
Blaze’s head emerges from the inky depths after a moment, a giant grin matching the brightness in his pale eyes. The blood on his face washes away, red rivers running down his neck and into the water below.
Blaze climbs out of the water, his body glistening in the sunlight, and my attention is diverted once again.
My heart races as I watch him approach us, his muscles rippling with every step. He’s wearing tight boxers that have plastered to his body and are clearly outlining his cock.
I’m under attack.
My hormones are being battered from multiple angles.
Is this my punishment for using my Omega Command? See how much masculine energy can the Omega take before she loses her mind? Surely they learned a lesson when Shade’s tongue ring put me into a break-through heat that almost got us all killed.
I’m a stiff breeze away from getting on my knees and begging for a knot, and I’m not even in heat anymore.
“See something you like, Sparkles?” Blaze asks, his voice deep and playful. I track a droplet as it rolls over his pec and down the divots of his carved abs. My tongue flicks over my lip unconsciously. “Maybe something you’d like to lick?”
I suck in my tongue with a squeak.
He shakes his hair like a dog, spraying water over us and making the fire sizzle from the droplets.
“Hey, cut it out,” Knox calls lightly from his reclined position. It lacks the usual bite, and Blaze quirks his head.
Blaze’s eyes flicker between Knox and I, a mischievous grin spreading across his face. “Am I interrupting something?”
I think my blush might become permanent as I feel my face heat even further as I quickly avert my gaze.
“N-no, not at all!” I answer a little too quickly.
“Not buying it, Sparkles. You can’t just say ‘nothing’ with your face turning that shade of pink,” Blaze says as he crouches beside the fire.
The dark material of his wet underwear clings to his upper thighs and does an awful job of concealing his bulging package.
I swear I can see a thick vein pulsing beneath the fabric.
“Aren’t you cold?” I ask, my voice oddly high pitched.
I’m hypnotized by a water droplet sliding down his chest, catching on the raised skin of his burn scars.
“Nah, I’m good. The cold doesn’t bother us much. Perk of being an Alpha.”
Oh, he shouldn’t say perk. My nipples take it as an order and tighten into points.
His eyes flick hungrily from my face to the stiff pebbles pressing through Knox’s shirt.
My nipples tingle at the unspoken promise sliding onto his face. It’s as if he already has me stripped naked in his mind, his tongue swirling around my aching breasts. I just know Blaze would be a biter, and I’m very willing to investigate.
“That looks an awful lot like an invitation.”
Suddenly, he’s beside me, his lips a hair’s breadth from mine. He brushes a few strands of hair from my face tenderly, his fingertips lightly grazing my cheek, my eyelids, my nose.
He leans in even closer, his breath hot against my parted lips. I hold my breath, anticipating his next move. I want to lean forward the last inch that separates us, but I hold back.
“Do you want to play with fire, Sparkles? I think you’d love the burn.”
Blaze flicks out his tongue and licks a stripe up my cheek.
I suck in a lungful of air and shudder. Before I can reply, Blaze is dragged away.
Viper has the pyromaniac held by the back of his neck with an exasperated expression.
“Enough,” he says with a grunt, and shoves Blaze backwards. “Time to cool off, flame boy.”
Blaze flies through the air like he’s a rag doll, catapulting into the water with a dramatic splash.
Viper made it look effortless, but I know Blaze isn’t so easy to push off balance. It just proves how much stronger Viper is.
My Omega likes the display of strength and wants to get down on all fours to show her submission to the powerful Alpha.
The damn harlot.
Blaze asked if I wanted to burn, but I feel like I already am. My skin is hot and my insides liquid heat.
The spike in my temperature is alarming so close on the heels of my spoiled heat. The medication will suppress it for a while, but not forever, and when it does come, it’ll be the most intense heat I’ve ever experienced.
I’m not ready for that yet, so I need to cool down.
Before I can think too hard about it, I toe off my boots and pull off my pants. In only a shirt and panties, I stride purposefully down the path that leads to the top of the waterfall. I scramble up the steep rocks, my bare feet slipping on muddy, unstable ground until I reach the top.
Viper follows me up and to the edge of the waterfall, where he raises a questioning eyebrow at me.
“Going to jump?”
I lick my lips and look at the rippling water below, suddenly aware I’m not accustomed to jumping off high things. It feels like the fear I had over the lake rope swing as a child. I overcame my trepidation then and I’ll do it now.
“Yeah. I think so. I need to get the scent of my heat off.” And cool the frack down.
Peering over the edge, I bite my lower lip at the inky depths below. It’s going to be cold, I know that, but that’s kinda the point. I’m still not looking forward to the chilly shock.
“Take off your shirt and panties, pretty girl.”
I choke on my spit and spin to gape at him. The pet name melts me every time.
“You don’t want to sit around in wet clothes afterwards, do you?” he quickly clarifies, but there is a sparkle in his eyes that betrays his intention.
Oh.
Viper has a playful side? Interesting.
I note that it’s another glaring personality shift from the team.
Just what happened between me losing my damn mind, throwing Omega Commands at anything that moved, and us fleeing the camp?
I hook my thumb under the waistband of my panties and gnaw at the side of my cheek. Yeah, I guess he’s right. Being wet and miserable doesn’t sound fun. It’s rapidly approaching sundown and the mountain air is unforgivingly cold.
I look down at the temporary camp and I can’t spot the others. They must have wandered off because I can’t see them from here. It provides me with a small comfort that they’re not about to see me naked.
“Turn around,” I demand of Viper.
“Whatever you say, pretty girl.”
He doesn’t move, just crosses his arms over his chest and plants his feet wide. I blink rapidly as I stare at his huge, bulging biceps. Frack, he makes me feel so small.
A small, knowing smile slips over his features, and it’s enough to have my pussy fluttering. Oh, rut-damn. I really, really like seeing this new side of my giant Alpha. I need to get in the water now.
I struggle to respond with sensible words because I’m accosted by the memory of his thick cock pressing insistently against my ass.
Instead, words fall from my mouth in spluttering accusation. “You’re not playing fair calling me that.”
“Pretty girl?” He cocks his head slightly, keenly interested. “Why is that not fair? It’s exactly what you are to me.”
He watches my reaction intently, his smile stretching wider. It’s the biggest smile I’ve ever seen on the enormous Alpha, and a pair of dimples, small and barely there, appear on his stubbled cheeks.
Viper has mother-fracking dimples.
I whimper and gush slick. I’m burning, just like Blaze said I would.
His eyes widen and before he can comment, I fling my top, bra, and panties off and into his face.
I spin and leap off the edge.
Despite bracing myself, the impact of the water feels like being struck by a hammer.
It’s cold.
So. Rut-damned. Cold.
The frigid water wraps around my body, chilling me to the bone. The shock temporarily makes me forget how to swim, but I quickly regain control of my limbs as I kick to the surface.
I inhale a great gulp of air and let out a small laugh of success.
That was thrilling.
I float onto my back, my breasts peeking through the water, and let the chill douse the fire sizzling within until I feel clear-headed again.
A whoop sounds from the shoreline and I snap my head up to see all four team members grinning wickedly at me.
I squeak and submerge myself to just below my eyes.
Oh, frack.
They weren’t gone.
They were there the whole time and saw me strip off and jump naked.
I pin Viper with a glare and he merely shrugs, his grin still one hundred watts with the slick-inducing dimples on full display. “Come on, you can’t stay in there, you’ll freeze,” he coaxes.
He’s full of words today.
I blow bubbles in protest, but eventually relent. I’ll freeze my tits off if I stay in here, so I paddle to the rocks at the side.
“Turn around,” I demand, but none of them move a muscle. Their grins have slipped off their faces, replaced with hungry expressions.
Even still in the icy water, I can feel my body heating in response.
We are so rutting damned.