Chapter 26 Evan
EVAN
While spending the day helping out at the new children’s home, I wasn’t expecting Caleb to turn up. I also wasn’t expecting him to drop to his knees and kiss across my stomach with his warm lips.
When I arrive home, I can’t stop thinking of him and the way his hands collapsed around my hips. I wanted nothing more than for him to do unspeakable things to me, but we were there to help the community.
My cock aches as I replay the moment he kissed my skin like I was a meal to eat. I can’t even remember the last time I felt like this, the desire to be touched, to even touch myself.
I slowly start to remove my clothes, imagining Caleb in front of me. His tattoos appear in my head, along with his strong, toned body. The memory of his firm hands gliding across my skin and making my blood hum. I whine as I close my eyes, wishing he was here to help out instead.
When my clothes are off, I lie down on my bed and begin to stroke my cock, up and down, my whole body vibrating with pleasure at the simplest touch. I’ve been stupidly hard the entire day, even when I made him work on the other side of the room.
His scent was still there, reminding me that I wasn’t alone. If I inhale deeply enough, I can still smell him, making me throb. I grip my cock tighter, but it’s not enough. I need more.
After pushing myself up onto my knees and reaching into my bedside drawer, I pull out a bottle of lube. It’s only small. I managed to snag it while out shopping with Ava and Kayleigh one time. Neither of them said anything, which I am eternally grateful for.
I coat two of my fingers in the lube before sliding forward on my knees, my head pressed down into the bed. I slide my fingers over my back and the curve of my ass before shoving them inside myself. A soft whimper escapes my lips, and I imagine them being Caleb’s fingers instead.
“Oh, fuck,” I choke out as I pick up my pace and clamp my eyes shut.
My heart races inside my chest. The level of arousal inside me is dangerous. Every second makes it hard for me to breathe as I fuck myself with my fingers.
I press against my prostate, but it’s not enough to relieve the tension inside me. I attempt to push them further, but they’re as far as they’ll go, and I whine as I continue to plough my fingers inside myself while my cock remains rock solid.
My legs tremble, and everything inside me turns sensitive.
Pups. Caleb’s voice is dark inside my head.
Oh, Goddess. His voice. I whimper again.
You need to take a cold shower or something.
His tone is low and rugged, only increasing my pleasure. I moan as I continue to move my fingers in and out.
Fuck. Are you touching yourself?
Yes. I groan as the tip of my cock rubs against my bedsheets.
Caleb’s heavy breathing echoes around my head, as if he’s right here with me.
Stop it right now.
I bury my teeth in my bottom lip. Why?
Because you are killing me.
I need this, I pant.
Do you, Evan?
So badly.
A rippling growl bursts through my head.
Are you thinking about what I did to you earlier?
I’m nodding like a crazed man. Yes.
You wanted me to do more?
Yes.
I continue to fuck my ass with my fingers, speeding up to the sound of his demanding voice.
Caleb grunts in response. You aren’t coming alone.
What?
Then I hear it and feel it, and it sends shockwaves through my nervous system.
Oh, Evan, you are in trouble.
He’s touching himself. With me.
My eyes roll into the back of my head as pleasure from his body starts to filter into mine. It’s euphoric. An out-of-body experience that I never knew could happen.
Tell me what you’re doing to yourself.
My lips quiver. I’m fucking my ass with my fingers, wishing it was you.
I don’t even care if I’m going to be embarrassed after this. All I care about is now and how free I feel.
Goddess, Caleb growls. One day, I’ll take that ass with my tongue, then my fingers and then my cock.
Caleb! I cry out in pure bliss.
That’s it. Moan my fucking name. He exhales sharply. You want me to do that to you?
Yes. Yes. Yes.
Are you going to come with me?
Please, I beg pathetically. Please.
Fuck, Evan, he hisses through his teeth.
My hips roll at the sound of my name in my head, and I cry out.
“Oh, Caleb,” I moan out loud, unable to stop myself.
I’m so close.
Not yet.
I smother my face into my sheets, biting down on the fabric to stop myself from making more noise.
I can’t.
You can, and you will.
Tears swim in my eyes at his authoritative tone.
Goddess. He carries on. The things I’d do to you if I was there right now.
I wrap my hand around my cock, chasing the pleasure. It’s a mistake because I nearly go overboard.
Caleb, please. I-I can’t hold on.
Do you not understand what I just said? You wait for me.
Wetness seeps out of the corners of my eyes.
“Caleb,” I groan again.
His name feels so right on my tongue. Perfect, in fact. I don’t stop. I keep calling it out until my throat is hoarse. My fist tightens around my cock as pre-cum leaks from the tip.
Caleb, I need this. I need you.
Yeah, you fucking need me.
I’m shaking all over, holding on by a thread.
Please, please let me come.
A snarl rips through my head, desperate and heavy. Come.
One word, and it’s game over.
I shove my fingers inside myself as deep as they can go as I fist my cock. Laces of cum shoot out beneath me until I’m screaming out my release, his name on my lips and ecstasy rushing through my veins.
Oh, fuck. That’s it, pups. Caleb groans through his teeth. Fuck. Fuck.
Listening to his own orgasm only makes mine last longer. I’m jolting in every direction until I collapse onto my bed. I’m still trying to catch my breath, sweat dripping down my forehead as I close my eyes and allow my body to relax.
All of this from kissing your stomach? Caleb chuckles. You have no idea what I dream of doing to you.
I start to tingle all over at his words, still riding my high.
Please don’t break me, I whimper.
Oh, I’m going to break you, alright, he murmurs, and I pant. But I’m going to put you back together. Over and over.
I gasp at his promises.
Go get yourself showered. I bet you made a mess.
I throb. A mess is an understatement.
And you didn’t? I respond.
Trust me. Anything you do will make a mess of me.
My heart pounds in my throat as I attempt to push myself up from the bed. I stare down at my cum-stained sheets, and my cheeks immediately start to darken.
Oh, Goddess. What have I done?
I’m never going to be able to look him in the eye again without blushing.
Caleb chuckles as if understanding my sudden embarrassment. We’ll work on that.
I don’t dare respond. I take myself to the bathroom and drench myself in cold water until all I can hear are his low groans echoing around my head. Taunting me. Ordering me. Demanding me.
My forehead rests against the tiles, and I take a breath. One too big for my exhausted lungs.
Don’t be embarrassed. I want nothing more than to see you come undone. This is only the beginning, he says deeply.
And that I’m slightly scared, yet excited for.
When morning rolls around, I drag myself from bed and get dressed before leaving my room. The moment I reach the stairs, Sam emerges, and as soon as he sees me, a devilish smile stretches across his lips.
My eyebrows furrow at his expression. I pause as he reaches the top step, and he looms over me.
“Have some fun last night, did you?” he taunts.
My blood runs cold. Goddess, I definitely wasn’t quiet.
“I have no idea what you’re talking about,” I say with wobbly confidence.
Sam snorts. “I’m pretty sure it went something like,” he clears his throat, “‘Oh, Caleb. Caleb! Caleb!’”
The way he exaggerates my voice has me shuddering.
His laugh bursts through my ears. “Let’s be serious, Evan. Caleb wouldn’t be seen dead with someone like you. Does someone have a crush on the new Alpha?”
I grit my teeth as I stare back at him. “Leave me alone, Sam.”
He laughs again, but it’s patronising. “You’re so fucking weird,” he says as he stares back at me.
I push past him and head downstairs, not wanting to be part of the conversation for a second longer. My entire body shakes with frustration because he has no idea that Caleb was very much there. Inside my head. Telling me what to do.
But I don’t need anyone’s validation. Sam can think all he wants. I know the truth.