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“We could never afford this,” Victor whispered, fear coloring his tone again.
“No worries, we’ll figure it out. That’s not something we need to sort out before you get some good rest in a safe space. We’ve got plenty of room, okay?” Farren reassured them.
Even though they nodded, there was something about the hunch to their shoulders that said they worried the other shoe would drop right before all of this was ripped away. And I knew this was only the beginning. The dragons from Alaska had been older, better able to confidently make the decision to rearrange their lives. But if Farren’s call was really that strong, we’d be attracting all kinds of supes, and there would probably be a lot more like the teens—people who would need us to help ease the weights they carried on their shoulders and heal the wounds that burdened their souls. We’d have our work cut out for us, but I had faith that this was the direction we needed to go. Our destiny had always been tied to Farren and these mountains, and the more time we spent here, the more I believed that. Fate was a funny thing, and it wasn’t done with us yet.
21
Farren
It had been a few weeks since we’d started renovations on the hotel. West had ended all reservations and sent out refunds for any bookings we canceled. My heart hated that my home was shifting so drastically, but at the same time I was so excited to see where it was going. We’d had ten new dragons and their mates come to town, so it was more important than ever that we move this along.
“Farren, lunch,” Kane ordered as he walked in the room. I stared down for a moment, and my mouth went dry. He was shirtless and glistening with sweat, a toolbelt hung low around his waist. His glare dared me to argue, but I wouldn’t… couldn’t, actually. I was too busy thinking of him fucking me to care. His lips tipped up into a cocky grin when I didn’t snap out of it right away. “Like what you see, omega?” As I climbed down the ladder, he groaned, scenting my lust now that I was closer. “You’re killing me.”
“Says the shirtless alpha looking more delicious than he has any right to,” I argued. “You seem to know how to use your tools too.” It was a cheesy line, but it had his lust slamming into me with a strength that had my pussy aching in response. Kane’s scent wrapped around me as he pulled me in, kissing me hard.
“Didn’t I promise that next time we were alone it wouldn’t be gentle?” he warned.
“Yes,” I breathed out, loving the sound of that. “But we don’t have time for that now. Unless you want the others to find us and join in.”
“Mine,” he growled, lifting me up so I had to wrap my legs around him and hold on tight. He carried me away, ducking inside the laundry room and locking the door behind us. West would kill us for this one, but I doubted that Kane gave a single fuck. He led me over to the washers that were all running, stripping my clothes off and turning me around. He gently pushed me over so my exposed nipples were pressed into the cold, vibrating metal. I gasped far too loudly for the public setting, but my body was already sensitive, and this added another element to it. His clothes joined mine on the floor, then he leaned over me, pressing his body into mine as he placed teasing kisses on my bare back. Wrapping a hand around me, he teased my clit as he sucked hard on the sensitive skin of my neck. Kane didn’t coax me into an orgasm; he forced me into it with the speed and harshness of a man possessed. Pleasure swirled through me until I mindlessly gripped the edge of the washer and held on for dear life.
Once I was done screaming, he flipped me back around and sat me on top of the washer. It creaked under my weight, but when nothing else happened, he forced my legs apart. Slick was gushing in response to his rough handling, so much that I knew it would be days before my scent fully cleared from the room. Kane was the type to move and position me however he wanted, using me for his pleasure—or at least that was the illusion. In reality, he wasn’t a selfish lover. No matter how much it felt like I was being manhandled or treated like a toy, there was an underlying sense of affection and care that made me sure he was always present. He never once forgot that he was here withme, that this was aboutus.
He pulled me to the edge before sliding his cock into my core. His movements were slow at first, testing our position, before he started to slam into me, holding my thighs in a bruising grip so I didn’t slide across the washer and away from him.
With the mix of Kane’s powerful movements and the washer below me, I was on the edge in seconds.
“Touch yourself,” he commanded. “I can’t stand to let you go right now.” Our scents were so tightly wound around us I couldn’t tell where Kane ended, and I began. My omega was in heaven.
Following his order, I lazily slid my hand over my breasts, tweaking my nipples between my fingers. My pussy was soaked, the commanding alpha turning me on even more with his firm orders. As I slid down to tease my clit, his knot swelled inside of me. The added stretch was so intense I forgot to breathe for a second, my head swimming until he let go and pinched a nipple between his fingers.
“Breathe, Farren, no passing out on my knot,” he warned, amused. With a few deep breaths, I finally finished what I’d started, working my clit as furiously as he was fucking me, both of us trying our best to keep quiet and avoid interruption.
His knot finished swelling, the pressure of it enough to send me over the edge yet again, and my pussy clenched around him. Despite that, he continued trying to shove his knot deeper with each slam of his hips. Now we were both covered in sweat, my body humming with the thrill of being so connected with him.
Kane came, locking his mouth on mine and swallowing down my cries as he filled me with his seed. As we both came down from the high, he rested his forehead on mine, gently rocking his hips as we waited for his knot to deflate.
“I’m starving,” I said, breaking our silent moment. He chuckled and pulled away, brown eyes full of amusement.
“I’m sure you are, but don’t worry, we can still go join the others. I bet Levi is in the kitchen.
“Probably, which means Clark and Victor are in there too,” I said, shaking my head. They’d become quite the trio, dedicated to the kitchen in Molly’s absence. She’d heard the news that we were switching to apartments, told us she loved us, and taken it as her sign to finally retire. So Clark and Victor stepped in to assist Levi, and honestly, they were made for it. Victor was a baker, and his desserts were even better than Molly’s. Levi and Clark ran the serving line and did the main cooking, but now that we weren’t full of guests, they didn’t have to constantly be back there.
As soon as we could, Kane and I separated, cleaned up our mess, and got dressed. We waited until the hallway was quiet before unlocking the door and slipping out.
Instead of heading to the dining hall, we made our way through the kitchen to grab Levi, Clark, and Victor.
“Come on, eat!” I called out to them. Clark and Levi topped up the line before following us through the doors and grabbing their plates. Victor was ahead of us, already piling his plate with food. For someone so small, he could pack away food. I had a feeling he’d been starved for a while, but he would grow into his dragon soon enough. Levi and I had talked about taking them flying, but the guys weren’t quite there yet. They had some demons of their own to face first.
‘You weren’t a large teen either,’Zehra reminded me. She’d been so silent lately I jumped.
‘There you are,’I responded. She filled my head with her amusement.
‘You aren’t alone anymore. I don’t have to tell you to breathe as often, to relax, to live. You do that on your own, or your mates intervene,’she explained. There was so much pride in her words that I felt my eyes stinging with unshed tears.
‘Just don’t go anywhere.’
‘Never,’she reassured me.‘You’ll need me more in the coming days. Enjoy this time with your mates. This is the way things should be.’
