“Do you think withholding your cock is going to make me give up the future that I want?” I ask. “You’re good, Alric, but you’re notthatgood.”
“No. This is aboutme, not you. I refuse to know what it’s like to fuck my scent match if I can’t keep you. I won’t torture myself like that. You want to leave? I told the others I won’t stop you,” he says. “I’ve had you in every way possible in the past year and those memories will have to hold me over till my mind collapses with age, but I refuse to have you again unless you’re truly mine.”
He says it so matter-of-fact, as if he’s told me his dinner order, but his eyes betray him. They are burning into me, a window to the alpha playing it cool but on the edge of snapping.
“You won’t fuck me?” I ask.
“Are you going to join our pack?” he replies.
I don’t say anything. I don’t want to give him hope of a future I’m still scared of.
“Then no, I won’t be fucking you tonight.” He reaches between us and pushes my soaking panties to the side, his thumb finding my center and moving in perfect circles around it with just enough pressure to make me moan. “But I’d never leave you wanting, omega. There are so many ways I can make youcomewithout my cock.”
I’ll be angry about this rejection tomorrow, but for now, hands or mouth, I want to feel him. I need to release the pressure at my center that makes me want to pathetically beg for more.
He inserts two fingers, pumping upwards while keeping pressure on my swollen clit. I close my eyes, getting lost in the rising ecstasy. “You are perfect, Madeline.” He leans forward to take one nipple in his mouth, sucking the tip before moving to the other one, giving each breast equal attention.
It drives me wild. “Alric,” I moan, wanting to tell him he’s perfect, too, but the ecstasy is too much.
He knows exactly how I like it. He stares down at his hand moving in an exquisite rhythm. “Such a good girl for me.”
My orgasm rocks through me, my center clenching around his fingers that keep pulsing inside.
“I love watching you come, omega. It’s the most beautiful sight in the whole fucking world.”
I collapse forward onto him and he rubs my back with his other hand. A sense of safety engulfs me and the tenderness of it warms my chest. This alpha would do anything for me. He’s so ready to give me the whole world. I want to be ready for that type of devotion.
Alric’s cock is hard beneath me, and I roll my hips. Hisgroan is rough and he grasps the bedsheets, giving away just how much he wants me.
“So you won’t fuck me, but can I touch you?”
He groans. “You can do whatever you want to me, besides get in that dripping pussy of yours.”
I keep toying with him, but I’ll stop if he says so. “What about my mouth?”
“Always.”
I slide off his lap and kneel off to his side on the bed, slipping his cock free. I pump up and down slowly, teasing him with my touch. He laces his fingers in my hair with his right hand and I eagerly take him into my mouth. With each swirl of my tongue, his hips lift up, urging me to take him deeper, but I want to take my time, to wring every drop from him. My lips lower over the head and down his shaft, savoring his thickness, going deeper with every bob of my head. He jerks when my tongue ascends from the base to the tip, tracing the veins that run like rivers, while one hand cups his balls and massages them.
His other hand slides down my stomach to find my clit once more, fingers swirling around. Alric stares down at me with reverence when I kiss down his length, gazing up at him through my lashes while I worship his cock, his hand tangled in my hair, pulling it slightly. I want him as deep as my throat will allow.
Pleasure rips down my body as he keeps the perfect tempo with his thick fingers until I’m coming again. I release him just for a moment so I can moan against his thigh before I take him deeper and deeper until he’s coming down my throat.
Once we both catch our breath, he pulls me up to him, my breasts pressed against his chest, and his soft purrs usher me to my dreams, where he’s waiting for me there, too.
Chapter 25
Madi
Saturday
Hunter and Zachary had joined us at some point in the night. I wake up surrounded by my alphas. Alric is at my back, his arm tight around my waist, keeping me pressed against him. Zachary at my front, his soft breaths tickling my face. Hunter is lying over my legs, his head resting in the crook of my knee, hugging my thighs.
I already miss them, relishing the sensation of being this treasured. I take a deep breath, savoring all of their scents mixing with my own. It’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever smelled.
There’s an ache in my chest for what’s about to happen today. I know that I’ll see them again. The thought of never doing so again tears at me, but that doesn’t mean I don’t need a little bit of space now.
There’s my heat to think about, too. I need to decide what I’m going to do about that. Am I ready to share so much of myself? I’m terrified of being out of controlfor so long. Yes, I love fucking them, but having a bunch of sex over a week is not the same thing as a heat. During mine, I’ll lose my mind and go completely feral. I’ll have no memory of the events that transpired, having to trust that I was safe and cared for. Which takes more blind faith than I might have in me.
