Chapter 10
Chapter Ten
Jayce
I’m rinsing off in the shower after work when Hayden strides in and strips off their dark blue paramedic shirt. They ball it in a fist and bury their face in it for a moment, eyes closed, before dropping it to the counter. I tilt my head. Did they just sniff their scrubs?
When I move my eyes down, it’s to a boner straining at their boxer briefs, then bouncing free as they strip those off too.
Baffled, I open my mouth to ask what the hell is going on when they step into the shower with me.
Before I can so much as get a word past my lips, they’re shoving me against the shower wall and slamming their mouth to mine.
“Hewwo to ooou too,” I mumble against their lips.
Hayden grunts in response, nipping at my bottom lip, and their hands fall to my ass, kneading it and then pulling my cheeks apart to finger me. I groan, my cock hardening for them already, but then they duck their head to my shoulder and I get a whiff of…
My cock jerks to attention and I groan again, instinctively tugging Hayden closer and sucking in a deeper breath. Their woody Palo Santo and sharp rosemary scent surround me, but something else wafts faintly from their hair and the skin along their neck, where the collar of their shirt rubs.
That scent.
Something spicy? But with a warm sweetness, too. My cock twitches and my knot starts to swell, then Hayden is slipping two thick fingers into my ass and scissoring me open.
“Why…” I gasp when they stroke along my prostate, but I can’t be distracted from this, and their intensity is only feeding my urgency. “Why do you smell like…” I trail off, trying to figure it out. It smells like warmth and comfort on a crisp fall evening. Fresh and earthy, warm and spicy.
“Like that,” I finally gasp out, unable to put it into words.
“Cloves and cardamom,” Hayden groans, then fists his free hand around my cock and tugs hard.
I hiss in surprise, my brain ricocheting from one sense to the other.
Then they pull me from the wall and spin me around, slamming their chest to my back and grinding their cock between the globes of my ass.
I slap my hands against the cold tile to steady myself while my thoughts try to catch up to whatever chaos Hayden is dishing out.
“Found her,” they rasp out. Then they sink their teeth into the curve of my shoulder. Not enough to break the skin, but enough to set my instincts clawing for release while their words sink into my lust-hazed brain.
My mind blanks at the implication.
“Found…” I trail off, at a loss for words. Found her. As in…?
I shove away from the wall and spin around, swiping water from my face and slicking back my short blond hair so I can look them dead in the eye.
I grab their shoulders, my skin pale against their warm bronze, and my fingers dig in, holding them at bay when they try to step into my body.
“What the fuck are you saying, Hayden? Don’t fuck with me right now, asshole. ”
They shake their head, seeming bewildered and a little out of it, now that I take a closer look at their wide brown eyes.
Their lungs heave and the pulse in their neck flutters.
I frown and shift my grip from restraining to holding.
They claw a hand through their hair, then clutch it hard enough I can see the strain on their scalp.
I tighten my hold on their shoulders, grounding them.
Then they open their perfect fucking mouth and obliterate my entire being. “I found our omega, Jay.”