This is so weird.
“Sugar, what’s going on in that head of yours? You went from wiggly to totally still. You zoning out on me? Do I need to do something to bring your mind back to the present?” We’re finally in the bedroom alone, and Sam brings his big hand down on my butt-cheek again. It has the desired effect at least, and he now has my full attention. “Ah, there you are my sweet girl. I was tryin’ to make sure you were ok with this. I don’t want you to be uncomfortable, and we haven’t exactly been together without Teddy.”
Sam's adorable too.In a completely different way.
He always checks in to make sure everybody’s good.
I love how he wants to take care of me and everyone else.
It seems too soon to think of the L word with him, but there we are.
Pivoting my hips, I pull myself up against him and nip at his neck again, making his arms tighten around me and that low rumbly growl spill out. “You lookin’ to get marked there, Sugar? I was plannin’ on waitin’ till Teddy’s heat to bond you both, but if you need it now, I’m happy to oblige.” My neck tingles at the thought, and I feel a whole body shiver run through me at the mental image of Sam and Teddy marking me. It’s not something I ever even considered before. Betas don’t mark their spouses, not usually. I got a hickey once, but I don’t think that really counts.
“Fuck, Kelly Girl, I need to taste you now. Is that ok?” Sam doesn’t wait for my answer, laying me flat on the bed and peelingmy sleep shorts and panties off in one smooth motion. He pauses then and stares at me. His eyes are intense and it goes on long enough that I start to squirm in embarrassment. Finally he kneels on the floor, looking up at my face.
“Sorry, Sugar. I’m just tryin’ to figure out how I got so lucky. You never seemed to notice me before Teddy came along, and I keep expecting you to come to your senses.” He rubs a big hand down his face, and the rasp of his skin against his short beard is loud in the otherwise silent room. Rolling up isn’t as easy as they make it look on TV, and I grunt more than once, trying to get to a good position to meet his eyes. I have ab-envy for my alpha. I’m not sure how he never realized I was attracted to him. I just never thought the feeling was mutual, because alphas are supposed to be with omegas, not skinny beta girls who still live with their parents.
“Sam, come on.” Grabbing his hand, I pull him up to sit beside me on the bed. I feel a little silly sitting here in a T-shirt and nothing else. Especially with Sam being fully dressed in those jeans that look almost painted on. Seriously, his butt's a work of art in those things. I pat the bed next to me, trying to put us on more even ground…or it would if he wasn’t so tall.
“Sam, I’m not sure how you missed me blushing every time you brought your car in, or the fact that I had to conveniently talk to Gabe or Xan whenever you stepped into the shop. I’ve always thought you were good-looking. But I never figured you’d be interested in me since I’m a beta. Always just figured it was a crush on the handsome older guy that would never go anywhere ’cause I was too young and not an omega. You never showed any interest, and I don’t blame you for not wanting to come off as a creep, but I’ve always been attracted to you, even when I didn’t think it was proper.”
Sam looks at me intently, eyes searching my face for the truth behind what I just admitted. Without warning, he wraps hisarms around me and pulls me across his lap, rubbing his jaw all over my hair, his cedar and sawdust scent growing stronger the longer he does it. It’s gonna take me a while to get used to living with alphas, as I realize he’s scent marking me.
“So, you’re saying all this time, if I woulda just told you what a pretty little thing I thought you were, you woulda let me take you out to dinner? Well, I feel like a dumbass.”
He spins me around so I’m straddling him and cups my face in his big palms pulling my lips to his and devouring my tiny squeak of surprise. When he pulls away, his voice is a low growl. “Fuck, I’ve already wasted too much time, just thinking you wouldn’t want me because I’m too old.” I want to argue that he’s not that much older than me, but I don’t have a chance to before his arms tighten around me, crushing me to him, and claiming my mouth again in a searing kiss that leaves me breathless and aching.
“Please, Sam. I need you.” The words are barely out of my mouth when he curses loudly, standing up with me still wrapped around him, and heading towards the bathroom to grab one of the boxes of condoms.
“Sorry, Sugar. I’m not sure how long I’m gonna last, but I’ll take care of you one way or another. I just need you too much to go slow right now. I’ve put this off for too long already.” I’m wrapped around him like a spider monkey, hanging on to his neck and hips, so when he moves his hands to undo the button on his pants, I hardly budge.
The loose fabric on his waistband rubs against me, causing me to shiver at the cold feel of a metal button against my sensitive bits as he strides back to the bed. Nope, nobody’s going down there to pierce any of my parts, not gonna happen. He unwinds my arms and legs from around him and gently lowers me to the bed before kicking off his pants and peeling his shirt over hishead. I struggle out of my own T-shirt, not looking nearly as graceful as he does, and see him opening one of the packets.
It takes me a second once it’s on to realize why these are labeled for alphas. They have the usual reservoir on the tip, but also a looser area close to the base where the latex flares out and gets baggy. I guess that’s for a knot. Makes sense, even if it looks silly right now. Sam sees my goofy grin as I stare at his groin, and his eyebrow goes up in a silent question. “Sorry, I’ve never seen an alpha condom before…that’s just weird.”
He nods after a moment. “Yeah, Sugar. But if that wasn’t there, it would break as soon as my knot swells. Wouldn’t do much good in that case, would it?”
Shaking my head, I pay more attention to what the condom covers this time. Sam’s a little bigger than Teddy, probably about average for an alpha. Nothing that won’t fit, but I might be walking bowlegged for a few days after this. My mouth suddenly feels dry, and I lick my lips, causing another deep growl to rumble through the room.
My eyes flick up to meet Sam’s and the heat I see there makes me squirm. My core feels all hot and needy like I’m gonna combust if he just stands there looking at me for much longer. My arms reach up towards him—it’s not a conscious decision.
Then he’s on me. His arms wrapping around my back and waist, pulling me tight against his hard torso as his body covers mine.
His lips crash into mine, his purr a soft rumble against my skin. He moves fast, but he’s not aggressive and dominating like Teddy. The pressure varies, from soft, almost butterfly kisses to more desperate nipping of teeth and stealing my breath. His hands run over my body, sending a cascade of sparks under my skin as the rougher texture on his palms traces down my sides and around to cup my butt, pulling me into his hard length as he grinds down. I gasp out a ragged moan as I feel him. He didn’tlook this big, but a flutter of worry dances through my head as his lips leave mine, leaving firm kisses and the hot trail of his tongue down my throat. At least it’s not tickling this time.
My hands tangle in his hair when he stops at my nipples. I need him to keep going. I need to feel him, but he seems content to lave my skin, biting lightly at me. Between his hot mouth and the cooler air in here, the stupid things feel like they could cut glass. I don’t even try to stop my whimper as his hands circle down and his calloused fingers traced over my slit.
Not being an omega, I don’t make slick, but I can feel how wet I already am just from his kisses. I want to feel him inside me. My first time, at prom, it was uncomfortable, but then Teddy made me feel so good with the knotting practice toy and himself. There’s a building desperation, a need to feel Sam inside me. His big body pressed against me. His fingers delve deeper, gathering up the moisture there and rubbing it over my clit.
“Kelly, can I taste you? Get you nice and wet? I need to make sure you come first, because I don’t think I can last once I’m inside you.” Nodding dumbly, I'm not sure I can form words right now, but the smile that lights up his face is worth it. His kisses continue down my torso, making me squirm when he gets to my stomach. I don’t know why I’m so ticklish there. But when he dips lower and runs his tongue up my center, any giggles I have come to an abrupt halt, and my whole body shudders.
His beard's scratchy on my inner thighs, and the difference in texture between his soft lips and prickly whiskers makes me shudder again. But then his tongue comes out and swipes all the way up, I nearly levitate off the bed. My hand comes down, tangling in his hair, and I’m torn between wanting to pull him up and have him inside me, or holding him down until I explode. It almost tickles, but it also feels so good, especially when he uses his big hands and pushes two fingers inside me. His lips wraparound my clit and his teeth graze across that sensitive little spot, making my hips twitch.
“That’s it, Kelly Girl, just let go.” His warm breath over my skin makes me shudder. Iwantto let go. His fingers curl inside me, looking for that one spot that I’ve only really read about. At first I’m embarrassed, needing to excuse myself to use the bathroom…but then all my muscles clench down as I feel like I’m thrown headfirst into my release. My body twisting and thrashing involuntarily. My eyes squeeze tight, and bursts of light seem to go off in my brain. By the time my muscles stop twitching, I feel boneless, and it takes a lot of effort to open my fingers where they were clenched in his hair.
Sam smiles up at me from between my legs. His face is shiny with my juices and while I’m still limp from what he just did, it’s also embarrassing. I’ve never come like that before. Like all my muscles contracted at once and then turned into jelly. He wipes his face off with the back of his hand and crawls up my body, one big arm wrapping around my waist to carry me higher on the bed.
Chapter 50
