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As if I commanded her orgasm, her pussy spasmed and her entire body shuddered as she crashed over the edge. Mouth parting on a scream the noise of the ocean swallowed, she ground down on me and tightened her fingers in my hair.
Lightning zipped along my spine and my balls drew tight as pleasure overwhelmed me. My cock pulsed while Demi milked me for all I was worth. With one last thrust, I slammed her down over my rapidly swelling knot, reveling in her incoherent cries as our bodies locked together. Every little rock sent off another round of fireworks in us both as she writhed, and I grunted with each pull against my knot.
Nothing would ever feel as heavenly as being knotted inside my woman
I lost track of how long I kissed her as we came down from the high of endorphins.
“My perfect mate,” I murmured. “So sweet and sexy.” The warmth of my voice held a hoarse rasp as I buried my face against the crux of her shoulder and neck, just breathing in her scent. “Watching you come is so damn beautiful.”
She shuddered through another aftershock as I purred, my chest vibrating smoothly.
“So is watching you.” She stroked her fingers over my forehead, brushing along the edge of my hair.
We floated while the waves lapped at our skin. I didn’t move until Demi shivered, this one different from the pleasurable trembles still tumbling through her at intervals.
Turning, I carried her back toward land as she clung to me like a little koala. We needed a towel, or maybe an encore in the hot tub, just to warm the hell up. Before we’d reached the shoreline, however, Jamison’s stern voice bellowed from the house, beckoning us home.
“Oh.” That tiny squeak of a word seemed to shift everything.
Despite the distance, I was tempted to throw a rock at him for disrupting my plans and making Demi tense.
Was she bothered about being caught together in public? Embarrassed she was still locked on my cock?
One of the best things about the house we had bought was that there weren’t any close neighbors. Our little cove had been completely private. The only people who could’ve seen were my packmates, and we’d done nothing Jamison and the others hadn’t witnessed during her heat.
There was no reason for her to be ashamed or embarrassed.
The pack wanted Demi to be confident in her sexuality. None of us would make her feel bad for expressing herself physically, and though we all yearned to bury ourselves in her all the damn time, we’d promised there wouldn’t be any jealousy when she chose to spend alone time with one of us.
I longed to pry into the deeper reasons behind her tension, but the mask she’d worn earlier descended once more.
Huh. What’s that about?
“You okay?” I asked, gliding my hand up and down her spine.
“I hope so.”
That answer left me reeling.
Luckily, my knot deflated, and I was able to set her down. Rinsing off in the water, we climbed from the waves. I righted my shorts while Demi pulled sweatpants and a tank over damp skin.
Together, we headed inside to find the pack positioned tensely around the main floor. Six pairs of eyes landed on her while mine zeroed in on the strange man standing in our living room.
eighteen
DEMI
Confusion ebbedthrough me at the sight of the older gentleman wearing a crisp, tailored suit, standing with his hands behind his back. I’d expected to walk in and find my pack unhappy, but a visitor was the furthest thing from my mind.
I tugged at my damp shirt, sure I looked like a drowned rat with my dripping hair. Overly aware of my lack of panties and the scent of Hades on my skin, I shifted uncomfortably. Who was this guy and why was he here?
Unease rose as swiftly as a tidal wave, rearranging my insides until it felt hard to breathe.
“You must be Demi,” the man bowed slightly, keeping to his side of the room.
Agitation prickled just under my skin like an itch that couldn’t be scratched. The Omega in me didn’t enjoy having unknown visitors in the house—especially ones I hadn’t invited in. Thankfully, my mates stood between me and the stranger, able to lunge in front of me at any moment. And while more trouble was the last thing we needed, their protective stances helped me feel safe.
“It’s nice to meet you.” The silver-haired man smiled nicely, and the expression seemed genuine enough.
