Page 90 of Crushes and Confections

She ground down against me, the head of my cock slipping through her heat.

I pulled her to me, unable to resist as I rested my forehead against hers, needing to see her eyes the entire time. Reaching down between us, I lined myself up to her entrance, her breath catching slightly.

“Slow,” I demanded.

Following my words, she sank down an inch at a time, her eyes never leaving mine, until we were flush together, her juicy cheeks resting against my thighs.

We breathed together for a minute before she raised up again, sinking down slightly faster this time. My hands sought the globes of her ass, and I guided her up and down my length.

It wasn’t long until she was clenching and gasping on my lap.

“Knot me, Vance,” she said with a groan. “Please.”

She keened as I worked my knot inside her, grinding down on me harder until I was fully seated inside. Her mouth parted, her head thrown back as I felt her tighten around me.

My lips found her exposed skin, trailing down to the very spot she’d tapped before.

“You’re mine,” I said, placing an open mouth kiss on the spot as my knot swelled inside her, that coil of pressure inside of me bursting in the most exquisite pleasure. “Ready, Peach?”

“If you make me wait one second longer I’ll cry,” she said, arching her neck further.

My teeth struck home, the feeling sending both of us spiraling into another crash of pleasure as we clung together.

Nothing could have prepared me, our bond so different from my others. Adrien’s always burned steadfast, his love and support unwavering and unyielding. While my bond with my handsome beta rang through my body with soulfulness and sass. But Claire…Claire was sweet and consuming. Her love wove her way throughout our bonds and my heart, making me see parts of myself I didn’t know existed.

She would be the inspiration for every heroine I wrote from this point on. I would immortalize our love on pages, pen our pack in the liner notes, and cherish this moment for years to come.

I held her tight in my arms, soothing the fresh mark on her delicate skin with my tongue as we came down together. The water had grown tepid, and only half of it remained in the bath, but we were both content to revel in our bond.

It was stronger than before, all of us now intertwined, and it would only grow stronger each day we took care of and loved each other well.

CHAPTER 29

Claire

“Holy Cupid,” Riley breathed out as we walked through the halls of the high school. It was the biggest place to hold a dance, so now we got to walk down memory lane.

The entrance to the gymnasium was covered in a balloon arch and a curtain of streamers, so we couldn’t see inside.

“Welcome, welcome!” Janice sang out. She had her gray hair elegantly tied up into an updo. Her dress was long and flowing, the bright red fitting the theme perfectly. “Oh, you look amazing,” she gushed as she took us all in.

Riley had done an impeccable job picking out our outfits. I felt like an absolute queen in my burgundy dress and he’d even gotten me a corsage that matched the guys’ boutonnieres.

“So do you,” I told her. “I’m loving the makeup.”

“Having a new daughter came in handy this year,” she grinned as she did a cute little twirl. “Now, step through and go to the left. Pictures are mandatory!”

“See, this is why I always make sure we look fabulous,” Riley said as our alphas parted the curtain of streamers for us.

Riley and I had fun at prom. Well after we ditched our dates to hang out with each other. I just remember dancing and having fun dressing up. But this? It was so much better. We easily had the hottest escorts in the entire town.

The gym was gorgeous. They’d covered the walls in sheer fabric to block out all the athletic murals and awards. The tables were covered in white linens with red and pink rose centerpieces. Balloons, streamers, they’d spared no expense turning it into a perfectly cheesy adult prom.

A stage was set up in the back and a buffet line full of treats off to one side. Despite the event being in the high school, someone had managed to get us an open bar.

I loved it.

“Over here,” Adrien ushered us to the photo area. They’d set it up with a balcony backdrop and hired a professional photographer.

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