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“Don’t apologise, it wasn’t your fault I got damaged.”
“You’re not damaged!” Her voice was sharp and her eyes narrowed at me. “Who the hell has been giving you that idea?”
I raised my hands in a surrendering gesture. “I have brain damage, in the literal sense.”
“I don’t care. I like you as you are.”
I stilled, my hands still raised as I appraised her with raised eyebrows. “You like me, do you?” A grin spread across my face. I couldn’t help it. I’d known she didn’t hate me but her admitting she liked me felt glorious, and I wanted to hear her say it again and again.
Lavender sighed with a roll of her eyes. “Yes, Theo. I like you. You’re fun, you don’t take things too seriously, yet you clearly love your pack and will do whatever it takes to protect them. Even if it’s things that aren’t exactly ethical or legal. Pack should come before all else, so in my eyes that makes you a good man. Don’t let that inflate your ego too much, though,” she grumbled.
My hands reached out of their own volition, grabbing her hips and pulling her to me again, making sure she could feel every inch of how hard I was as I gently pressed her forehead to mine. Her scent bloomed, it was so thick I was almost choking on it. Shelikedwhat she felt. I wanted to yell in excitement.
“You’ve been here just a few weeks, but you’re worming your way past all the walls,” I mumbled in a low voice.
Why was Kane so set on Juniper being our omega? I knew we needed to find her, there was no question about that, but when it came to love? None of us had loved her, not in the sense of real, all consuming love. Juniper was a soft and fragile beauty, she wouldn't be able to handle me as I was now. And with what she’d probably gone through after she was taken, I was doubtful she’d even want to try. I couldn’t imagine being with her anyway. None of my packmates had even held her freaking hand.
While I had been warring with myself mentally, Lavender had started to pull away. Decision made, I pulled her that much tighter against me. Grinning as her breathing hitched at the sensation and her scent turned somehow even sweeter. Slick. She was turned on. Good to know I wasn’t the only one.
Letting go, I took a step back. I wanted to reach out as Lavender stumbled slightly, a dazed look in her eyes.
Here, standing in front of me was a stunning woman who could go toe to toe with us, smelled like sin and heaven all wrapped up in one and I kept being told she was wrong for us. How could she be wrong? Every one of my instincts was screaming that I needed this omega.
And I was sick of fighting it.
“I’m giving you one chance to go back inside and walk away from me, because if you don’t, I’m going to kiss you.” I warned her, my voice rough. All I wanted was to grab her, but I had to let her leave. If that's what she wanted. I wasn’t a monster. At least, I wouldn’t be a monster toher. I couldn’t be.
I expected her to turn on her heel and scamper away, to flee back to the safety of her temporary nest and forget about the last hour.
What I didn’t expect was to feel her delicate hand reaching up and twisting in the hair at the nape of my neck as her gaze hardened, the corner of her mouth tilting up in a small smile as she looked me dead in the eye as she spoke.
“I’m not going anywhere.”
Those words made me snap. I grabbed her by the hips, turned, and pressed her against the wall. There was no fear, her scent didn’t char, instead it only sweetened. Oh, she wanted this.
The painful tug of her hand in my hair was a drug, and I wanted more. Lavender made me feel more alive than I had in months and I hadn’t even tasted her yet.
Despite the bruising grip I had her in I was gentle, taking my time lowering my lips to hers.
She was so soft, so pliant. Her lips were just as pillowy as I had imagined and as I brushed my lips against them I marvelled at how well I was keeping my composure.
Her lips tasted sweet. So freaking sweet. Vanilla and lavender, a floral baked treat, and I wanted to devour her. I set a slow, leisurely pace, taking my time exploring every inch of her mouth. Her little whimpers of need only spurred me on. Pushing my body into hers even harder, the friction on my rock hard cock was mind blowing.
If I was this hard from a little kissing and grinding, what would happen if I let this go further?
The picture of her on her knees, feeding her my cock as I stood in the room of carnage and damage we had created. Fuck. I would instruct her to play with herself as she sucked, making her moan and gag around my cock.
I let my hand wander, trailing up her stomach to cup her breast, lightly flicking at her nipple. Did she have dusky brown nipples or rosy ones? I needed to know. The moan she let out was downright pornographic, and I mentally made it my mission in that moment to see just how many noises I could pull out of her.
A vibration in my back pocket yanked me back to reality. Pulling my lips away for a second did my best to catch my breath, looking down at the bleary eyed omega who was looking at me like she wanted to jump me.
“W-What’s that?” she stuttered, of course she could feel the vibration. It wasn’t like a phone ringing, it was more melodic. It was an alert that Archer had set up on all our phones ages ago, I was surprised she didn’t recognise it.
“The pack’s home from work.” I grinned down at her. “We’d best straighten up.”
She looked mussed up and fucking beautiful. Her hair was downright feral between the violence and the foreplay, and she smelled like pure sex. All she needed was the smell of my cum on her and she would be a goddess.
“Oh!” Her hand flew to her hair as her face turned beet red. “I must look like a mess. They’ll be annoyed with me for ambushing you,” she started to mumble. I tutted and pulled her hand away, moving my face so close to hers our noses touched.
