18. Zale
Zale
Our kiss borders on feverish as Saylor and I lock lips, and she tastes even better than I imagined.
She tastes like a dream, a place where fantasy comes to life. A world where I come to life as her sweet, meadow scent wraps around me like a cool breeze.
For years I'd convinced myself that Saylor would never want me back. That she would only see the boy who rejected her.
Yet every time I gaze into her big, blue eyes, I see hope. The very thing that I thought I'd forfeited forever.
My heart hammers so loudly now, it’s a wonder she can’t hear it. She is kissing me back, just when I thought I would never have a chance again.
Saylor doesn’t push me away. Instead, she accepts me, leaning into my kiss. After everything I did to her, she still wants me.
And it is way more than I deserve.
My Alpha becomes possessed next as he pushes her down gently onto the couch, careful not to hurt her since her skin is extremely tender. Her body is flushed and hot where I touch, and my callused hands will only make things worse.
Yet when she slips her tongue into my mouth ever so slightly, a growl explodes in my chest, and then all my senses burst to life.
Saylor wraps her arms and legs around me, and when I open my eyes, meeting her bright, ocean pair, they tell me everything I need to know.
Oh, I would. I would be so fucking rough with her that it would hurt her in the best ways imaginable. But her skin is tender right now from the sun, so I would only cause her further pain.
Now I pick her up, keeping her wrapped around my waist as we find her room.
Trent takes her from me once we arrive, sitting her down onto her stomach gently so he can unzip the back of her dress, then I make quick work of her bra.
Soon, the Omega is naked beneath us, except for her panties, as my brother and I just stare at her wonderful body for a while.
Freckles dust her porcelain skin, and I just want to trace every freckle with my tongue. My mouth salivates, but I hold back.
Her skin flushes hot with embarrassment next as she lays down onto her side, gazing up at us tentatively behind those silken, black strands of hair.
I just want to wrap that long hair around my wrist and yank until it hurts, yet Saylor doesn’t need roughness right now.
She needs gentle hands to ease her through this.
Now, I start peeling off my own shirt, and the Omega takes in every inch of me, every muscle as I pull it off over my head.
I find myself flexing for her then, and when she makes a stifled groan, my dick grows hard.
Not to forget my knot, too.
Still, as reticent as she may be, Saylor still crawls toward the foot of the bed, reaching up her shaking hands as she presses them flat to my stomach. She runs her fingers over my abdominal muscles, and when they flex beneath her again, she gasps.
She bites her bottom lip, and the action takes me back to school. She always did that when she was concentrating, and even then, I loved the expression on her face.
Especially now when her eyes are on me instead of her workbook.
Then, she traces a finger down the V of my pelvis until she reaches my underwear. There’s no missing my erection now, and when she licks her lips, slipping her fingers beneath the waistband of my underwear, a smirk takes over my face.
I fucking knew it. The shy girl thing was all a farce.
Once she frees me, she just stares for a while. When I extend toward her, she gasps yet again, and I laugh.
“What are you waiting for, S? I don’t bite…”
Her blue eyes find mine, and there’s no missing the disappointed look on her sun-kissed face. Now she reaches her fingers across, running them over my hardened shaft.
And my cock only lifts higher. She squeezes her fingers around my knot without warning, and when I come, she opens her mouth, swallowing up every last drop.
Then she wraps her lips around my head, moving her mouth and tongue up and down leisurely.
Now I cup the sides of her face with my hands, pumping hard as I fuck her mouth, and before I come a second time, I pull out, giving my knot room to swell.
Not just yet... I’d rather knot her pussy before I ever knotted her mouth.
I reach down next, tripping her up from behind her knees as her back lands flush onto the bed.
Now I kiss a torturous path from her neck to her breasts, then across her stomach until I stop at the apex of her thighs.
I tug her white panties aside, finding her glistening, wet mound beneath, and when I lean in and smell her arousal, I come undone yet again. Now I’m an Alpha possessed as I lather my tongue over her slick entrance.
Her back arches off the bed, but my brother sits beside her, swallowing any groan that escapes her mouth with a kiss.
Meanwhile, I kiss her lower lips.
Her body arches again as I taste her slick, and now I give my Alpha the reins as I allow him to take over from here.
He’s going to enjoy this. Because we’ve both dreamed of this since the day she fell into our arms back at Silver Grove.
Hell, we’ve dreamed of this ever since we first caught wind of her beautiful, English meadow scent.
How right she fits against me…
For ten years, I thought I had lost her.
But now she is here.
Exactly where she was always supposed to be.
And I’m going to enjoy every moment of this sweet reunion.