Page 31 of An Alpha's Commitment

I bit my lip, shifting from foot to foot as I waited for the car to come to a halt in front of the house. Irian and I had literally danced around the house all morning, buzzing with excitement knowing Talius would return today, and hoping he brought good news. But now the moment of truth was here, I was edgy.

A whirlwind tore past me as Irian emerged from somewhere in the house, running for the front door. He must have had a sixth sense or something that alerted him to Talius’ arrival. They had the mind bond, of course, but Irian had told me they didn’t use it much anymore since I couldn’t join in. That was sweet and oh, so considerate of them, but I did feel a little guilty that my presence disrupted what they had going together.

“C’mon!” he urged, throwing the screendoor wide and tugging my hand as he flew out onto the porch, and down the stairs.

I lagged behind, ever cautious. Irian let go of my hand and a moment later was launching himself at Talius. The alpha caught him, one arm around his waist, the other supporting his ass, as Irian unashamedly wrapped his legs around Talius’ waist and smashed their lips together.

A month ago, I would have averted my eyes at this public display, but although I felt a little shy seeing their exchange, it also turned me on. I wasn’t sure where to keep my eyes – on the passionate kiss between these two gorgeous men, or the place where Talius’ hand cradled Irian’s pert ass. My mouth went a little dry.

Irian pulled back slightly, and I saw his lips move. Talius laughed and shook his head. Then he looked around and when his eyes met mine, his mouth spread wide in a dazzling smile of white teeth and dark red lips. He looked every inch the wolf, strong nose, hair wild and tumbling over his dark but luminous eyes, muscles stretching his t-shirt. He was, as always, breath-taking. It set my heart pounding.

Irian slithered to his feet, releasing the alpha, and Talius took two large strides towards me. The next thing I knew I was enveloped in his strong arms, pinned close to his body. As I took stock of all the places where our bodies touched, sighing and melting into the comfort of being held by my alpha, Talius pressed a kiss to the top of my head. I hugged him tightly.

“Welcome home,” I murmured, burying my face in his chest.

“Did you miss me?” Talius teased.

“You know I did. We both did,” I boldly pressed myself even closer against him. I could feel his hard length through the fabric of his jeans and my own dick had plumped up too. A little slick dampened the back of my pants. Again. Honestly, I'd produced more slick in the last couple of months with Talius than I had in the previous 24 years of my life.

I looked up at him, and nearly fell into the mesmerizing pool of those dark orbs. Nothing was more intense than Talius’ eyes when he zoned in on something or someone. Right now, that someone was me, though I felt one arm loosen its grip from me and from the sweet fresh scent that drifted over me, I guessed Talius had pulled Irian close too.

I turned in the circle of his arm. Irian was beaming, cheeks flushed pink. I knew why, too. It was obvious where this afternoon was heading. Maybe we wouldn’t get around to discussing the results of Talius’ quest until later, but it seemed like a win however the afternoon went.

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Afterwards we showered, spending more time than we technically needed to, but it’s not every day you get to welcome home your alpha who’s been away for several days, so why rush?

I was the last to get out of the shower and was surprised to find Talius waiting for me with a fluffy, fresh white towel in his hands. He was only wearing a pair of tight-fitting jeans, his magnificent torso on display, the fine trail of dark hairs disappearing under his waistband. His dark hair was still damp, but clearly had been towel-dried as it flew in disheveled wisps around his head, the off-centre part leaving a massive mop of hair flopping across one eye. He must not have shaved since he left us several days ago, because he had that sexy short beard and moustache that I loved so much, and which made him look so dominant it literally sent shivers down my spine. Damn! I was leaking slick again.

I imagined the coarse hairs abrading the skin of my inner thighs and I trembled.

Talius’ nostrils flared.

“Come here,” Talius’ deep rumble broke me from my daydreaming, and I realized I’d just stoppedwhere I was standing.

When I moved towards him, he surprised me by ignoring my outstretched hands, and began drying me off with the towel himself. I stilled, confused. This wasn’t part of our normal dynamic.

Talius continued to pat and rub me with the fluffy towel, taking care to dry all the difficult places, my armpits, between my thighs, gently patting the fabric around my cock and balls. He didn’t play with me, though my dick started to swell in response to his caretaking.

I looked up, warmth rushing into my cheeks. I shouldn’t feel embarrassed, after all we’d shared many intimate moments, but this was… different. There was something about this that somehow seemed more intimate than anything sexual we had ever done.

I saw Irian watching us from a chair near the window. I cocked my head at him, questioningly, but a small shake of his head told me he didn’t know what was going on any more than I did. His eyes were bright and his expression relaxed but interested, so I assumed he had no objection to Talius’ ministrations.

My teeth worried at my lip, as Talius straightened up and got to his feet.

“There,” he said, “That’s a start.” He chuckled when he saw my confused expression and taking my hand led me to sit on the end of the bed. He sat beside me, holding my hand in his and placing it on his denim-covered thigh.

“It’s time to talk.” Talius looked first at me, and then across at Irian. We were both watching him and waiting to see where this was going. I began to feel light-headed.

“Breathe,” urged Talius gently. Oh, right, I needed to do that! I hadn’t realized I was holding my breath. Ever since my assault, I'd had a tendency to hold my breath when I became anxious. The relief as the air filled my lungs was intense.

Talius rubbed a hand over my back, soothingly.

“Relax,” he instructed. He wasn’t using his alpha voice exactly, but it was a clear command. My instinct was to obey. My shoulders relaxed, the tightness draining away. I hadn’t even realized I was holding so much tension in my body. It felt good to obey him.

“Look at me,” his words were just a breath of air, no compulsion at all, but I raised my eyes to meet his. He smiled softly.

“There,” he said, affection creasing his face. Then, softly, almost to himself, “So easy. We can do this.”

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