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Kyle takes the opportunity to lead me away. “Are you okay?” he asks when we’re out of earshot.
“I’m fine, but I can’t stand men like that. Not to mention his scent makes me want to claw it out of my nose.” The urge to do exactly that has my fingers twitching at my side.
He makes a face. “That bad, huh?”
“You have no idea. It’s nothing like your caramel. Or Jedrik’s maple. Or Andrik’s warm spices. Hell, even Ryland’s champagne. I feel like I’m building my very own dessert with you all. There’s no room for decaying leaves in my alpha pie.”
My description makes him chuckle. “Decaying leaves is pretty accurate. Musty and forgotten. Like he will be after this season.”
“You don’t think he’s making it to the end? He is the front runner, after all.”
Something dark passes over Kyle’s face for a second. “I know he’s not.” He seems to shake himself, and his signature smile returns. “The audience will see through his bullshit, eventually. Even if we’re the ones who have to expose him.” The fact he’s willing to go to bat for me to keep a shitty alpha from ending up in my pack has butterflies exploding in my stomach.
“I could kiss you right now,” I blurt, and immediately slap a hand over my mouth. Needing to rebuild the filter between my thoughts and mouth, I wade further into the water until my feet are no longer touching the bottom.
Kyle swims after me and places one of his large hands on my shoulder, turning me to face him. His eyes find my lips and darken as he pulls me closer, holding my body against his in all the right ways. A plume of pears escapes me, despite the water, and the instant he smells it, he groans. It’s low and deep and permeates throughout my body. I press further into his hold, wrapping my legs around his waist. He holds us up easily, placing a hand on my lower back to keep me even closer.
The whimper I held in earlier manages to work its way up my throat and Kyle responds by trailing his nose against my neck to further inhale my scent. A deep shiver rolls through him and he emits a purr. It’s not the first time an alpha has purred around me, but something about Kyle’s flips a switch in me. Every single one of my senses burst to life. I can feel every molecule of cool water sliding against my skin, the fabric from his shorts against the insides of my thighs. Even my scalp seems to tingle from the inside out as his purr rumbles through my body.
“Kyle,” I breathe, staring at him with wide eyes. There’s an almost feral glint in his gaze reflecting back at me.
“Verity,” he echoes, his voice a scratchy rasp. “Your scent is so strong right now. It’s going to drive me mad.” His dick thumps against my core, seeming to punctuate his sentence.
My normal pears turn sweeter than usual, decadent as a candied pear, like it’s in a window of a candy store enticing people to try it. Except for Kyle, where it’s trying to seduce him. The sweeter scent is a new development and, for half a second, I wonder what it means. Then Kyle puts his lips against my neck, and all rational thought leaves my body.
“I need to touch you, Verity, or I might implode. Is that okay?”
I’m nodding before he even finishes his sentence. “Take the edge off, Kyle. Or I won’t make it through the rest of this date.”
Between Kyle, the twins, and Ryland teasing me all week, I’m sure my levels are high and an orgasm is exactly what I need right now. His fingers slide between us, up my thigh, directly to my sweet spot. The only thing separating us is the thin scrap of my bikini fabric.
When he drags it to the side and slides a finger through my wetness, I have to choke down the sounds threatening to erupt from my throat. He pulls back slightly, and I gasp in protest, digging my nails into him to keep him close. He glances behind us. “The cameras are focused on the current competition, but you know they’re always watching, Peardrop.” I’m glad he’s doing the rational thinking for us because I’m a goner at the moment. I give him a hum to let him know I’m listening. “I’m going to make you cum on my fingers, but it’ll look like we’re simply having a conversation, okay? Can you do that for me?”
He withdraws his touch when I don’t immediately say anything. “Yes, fuck, yes. Don’t tease me, Kyle.”
A wicked grin splits his face. “I’d never dream of it, pretty girl.”
Something tells me he’s definitely dreaming of it, but thankfully, he doesn’t continue to tease me. The roughness of his fingers finds my clit, and he rubs small circles, alternating between that and sliding over the sensitive skin. I’m soaked, and it has nothing to do with the water we’re in.
No, it’s all Kyle.
My eyes threaten to roll back in my head when he slips a digit inside me, but Kyle’s voice snaps me out of it. “Eyes on me, Verity.”
“Fuck, trying to act normal is hard.” My voice comes out as more of a whine than anything else, and it makes him chuckle.
An idea strikes me, and I act on it before I can overthink it, reaching my hand between us to grasp Kyle’s cock. He jolts at the sudden movement. Our gazes clash, each of us in challenge. If he’s going to make me act normal while he’s bringing me to an orgasm, then I’ll make him feel the same pleasure.
“I haven’t done this much, so you may have to guide me,” I explain, choking back my groan from him adding a second finger. For that, I slip my hand under his shorts and palm his flesh. He lets out a hiss and a muttered curse. Especially when I wrap my fingers around his hardness and give it a pump. “Will you show me what you like?”
His cock thumps, telling me exactly how much he likes the thought of that. “Fucking hell,” he hisses. “Yes, of course, Peardrop.” He places his other hand over mine, adjusting my firmness slightly. The man is a great multitasker, though, because his fingers never stop stroking me. It’s almost too much for me to concentrate. When he uses my hand to work himself, I almost lose it myself. My cunt clenches around him, and he lets out the softest groan. “This is probably such a bad idea.”
“Definitely. Too bad I don’t care.” I hold on tighter with my arm wrapped around his neck, ensuring I don’t tumble into the water.
A few more pumps and he removes his hand from mine. I continue with the same rhythm and pressure. Both of us are breathing heavily while staring into each other’s eyes. It’s like I become lost in his gaze. The only thing I’m able to focus on is him.
“You’re so damn slick. Are you trying to tempt your alpha into fucking you right here and now?” There’s a rumble in his tone and it washes over me, making me shiver from head to toe.
“I like the sound of that,” I moan, my eyelids fluttering as his fingertips focus on a particularly sensitive spot inside me. It’s hard to remember I have to keep my gaze on him and make it look like we’re having a conversation. I want nothing more than to bask in all the pleasure he’s giving me.
