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He heard my silent plea, pushing me forward so I was splayed across the tabletop, ass in the air and legs apart. Two fingers teased over my slick folds, sliding into my core, seeing if I was ready for him. He groaned, pulling his hand away. I glanced back and he slid those fingers into his mouth, tasting me and groaning like he’d just tasted a fine wine. Fuck, how did this man just crash into my defenses and make them all fall? I’d never felt so adored and sexy, so desirable, as I did in that moment.
Then he was lining himself up and pushing inside of me. I sighed in relief as he filled me. He wasn’t as thick as Leven, but he was easily as long. And damn he knew how to use it. Each thrust sent a jolt of pleasure through me, my moans filling the quiet room as I gave myself over to him. The cool tabletop teased my nipples as he fucked me, sliding me forward with each thrust. He didn’t hurry, but his pace was even, methodical, and fucking amazing.
Reaching around me, his long fingers teased over my clit, bringing me to orgasm before I could even make sense of it. I cried out as my pussy clenched around him, the orgasm sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through my entire being. He continued to tease me through it, forcing me to come again before he moved and fucked me in deep strokes that had his own moans mixing with mine.
He leaned down, placing one last kiss on my spine as he came, filling me with his seed as he worshipped me with his mouth and hands.
When our breathing returned to normal, he pulled out of me and led me down the hall. The bathroom was huge, the shower big enough for us to share. He pulled me inside with him, kissing me gently once the warm spray was beating down on us.
“That was amazing,” he said with a soft smile, resting his forehead against mine.
“It was, I agree.” That answer seemed to satisfy him, a grin on his face as he lathered soap on his hands then started meticulously washing every inch of me. I had a feeling he’d be keeping me busy for the next several hours, and I couldn’t think of a better way to spend my day.
ChapterFourteen
Callum
Leven was still glaring when he walked into the security office. The fact he didn’t even bother to wait for Vanya was telling. The man liked her, that scared him, so he was being a complete douche bag.
“Glad I told you the wrong time,” I mused, gesturing for him to take a seat. His lips pinched into a thin line but he didn’t dare defy his alpha. He was a clueless jerk but he was loyal.
“What do you want, Callum?”
“We both know what I want. Or rather who. You seem to be very jealous about her talking to other wolves, yet you don’t want her. So this is me saying I plan to let her know my intentions,” I said simply. “She’d make a good Luna.”
“You don’t even know her,” he protested. “She’s hiding something.”
“We all are,” I countered. “How many people have you told about your father and your previous mate?”
His eyes narrowed farther, pure anger on his face. “That’s not the same. You and Garren both know.”
“And the pack? Have you told any of them freely?” I challenged, refusing to back down since he clearly didn’t get where I was going with this.
“Of course not.” He spit the words out like they left a bitter taste on his tongue. His green eyes were so full of hate and anger that I was unsure if he would spontaneously shift from it or not.
“So why would you expect her to tell you, Leven?”
Finally realization hit him.
“But has she told you?” he challenged. The man was clinging to the last shreds of hope that he was right, not willing to give up the hill he was standing on.
“Parts of it,” I admitted, thinking back to the porch swing conversation. He’d only caught the end, but she’d insinuated that she had trauma all the same and that was all I needed to know unless she wanted to share more. It wasn’t like I was going to dive in with a “hey, my dad used to physically abuse me for fun, claiming it would make me a better alpha one day.” And that was all before he deemed me unworthy and left me behind, moving the entire pack overnight so only those whom he decided were weak, remained.
He sat back in his chair and sighed, letting his head fall back. I really hoped he was grasping the situation.
“Does she look like your old mate?”
His head shot back up and he stared me down like I’d lost my mind. But I wasn’t stupid, there was more going on here than him thinking she was deceitful.
“Not at all,” he said. His voice was finally free of bitterness and anger. “It’s the fire in her. She had that attitude from day one. Lillia blamed me for the traditions our parents chose, making me miserable and guilty, then a year later she was just gone. Women like that don’t want tied down. They don’t want roots; they want freedom and no rules.”
“You can’t assume that. She’s not Lillia. And if she leaves this fucking pack because you’re an abusive dick, I’ll kick you out.” There was a finality to my tone that hung in the air. The gravity of our conversation was heavy in the room. Leven ran a hand through his beard—a nervous tic—before he nodded. “She’s only staying with you still because of Garren and she feels like she’ll never prove herself anywhere else. Seriously. Go home, look around at how your house has changed. Then look at that tiny fucking room compared to yours. Then look at how much she’s complained about that. Then come back in an hour for the meeting.”
He growled low in his throat. But he also got up and left the office. My head was hurting from all the drama lately, so I put aside the paperwork I’d been working on and grabbed the full moon list Emma had sent over. Standing, I walked out to head for the pavilion. If I happened to run into Vanya there… well that was the whole point.
The air was filled with light music and the scent of something heavenly coming from the kitchens. Sweet and tart.
“Damn, it smells phenomenal. What have you got for your alpha to try out?” I called out. Emma was the first to respond, laughing and waving me off.
