I settle.
I drown.
Water. Light. Water. Light.
Where am I?
Who am I?
What is this new place?
I blink, the bright sun dim above my head.
Did they throw me into the ocean?My heart cracks at the thought.Am I back where I started?
Or was it all a dream? Did I actually drown? Were the Alphas a product of my own imagination?
Water splashes in my mouth and I gasp awake.
Surrounded by marble.
In a tub filled with masculine scents.
13
CLOVE
“Shh,” someone hushes, reminding me of my dream on the beach. “You’re all right.”
Those are the words Volt said, too. Exactly the same. But his voice is hoarse now, like he’s straining himself for some reason.
“Open,” another voice says, something touching my lips.
I don’t think.
I obey.
And something salty touches my tongue, the taste of it making me groan. I swallow on instinct alone, my mouth immediately seeking more.
But the flavor is gone.
Instead I open my eyes to find a pair of beautiful blue eyes staring down at me. “Better?” Tieran asks, his voice low.
“More,” I say instead.
He smiles, his finger drawing a line across my lower lip and leaving more of that delectable substance behind. “You’re going into heat, Clove,” he says as someone draws fingers through my hair.
It’s then that I realize I’m floating in water. Not in the ocean, but a massive bathtub. And there’s a man beneath me. Naked. His arousal is a brand against my rump as he holds me steady in the water.
Volt, I think, his heat strangely familiar now. His coppery scent is all around me, too.
I blink up at Tieran, inhaling his woodsy cologne and moaning as it stirs that pulsating agony in my stomach once more.
“You need a knot,” he says, his finger disappearing. “Thatis what you were feeling earlier, little one. My knot.”
I vaguely recall stroking his cock and caressing that throbbing bulb near the base.
His finger is at my mouth again, more of that salty substance meeting my tongue. I lick him greedily, that flavor an addiction I don’t understand.
