Page 31 of Golden Desires

I want to dive right in, but I turn to Cillian first. He’s already set our things down and taken off his shirt. When he catches me staring, he smirks, before reaching into the bag he packed and hands me a thin shirt.

“You can swim in this, that way your clothes are dry for the walk home.” I take the shirt from him, before looking for a tree to hide behind so I can change. At the same time, Cillian drops his pants, holding eye contact with me, he reaches for the waistband of his underwear. “Some privacy, Little Omega?” His voice is low again, and I yelp, before spinning away and booking it to the trees large enough to hide my body from view.

I quickly strip out of the shirt and pants I was wearing, but pause before pulling off my underwear. Should I wear them in the water? Is Cillian naked? It seemed like that was his intention, but maybe he packed swim pants for himself. I don’t want my underwear wet beneath my pants, so I shove them off as well, and then tug the larger shirt on over my head. It’s made of a soft white material, and I find it quite comfortable. The lingering smell of cracked pepper reminds me of the playful Alpha waiting for me.

With one last fortifying breath, I gather my clothes and exit my hiding spot. Placing my clothes on the same pile with Cillian’s, I turn to the water. He’s gone…

Frowning, I look around for where he ran off to. When he pops through the surface of the water, I gasp, startled. The fear lasts all of three seconds, though.

The water is waist deep on him, but I can see he has some kind of swim bottoms on, however, his upper body is bare. Water glistens in the sun, as it drips down his tan chest. I watch as he runs his hands through his brown hair, pushing the strands out of his face.

Cillian is a ridiculously attractive and well sculpted Alpha. I lick my lips as I stare shamelessly.

“Are you going to stand there all day watching me, or are you going to join me, my golden girl? The water feels amazing.” The way he tilts his head as he looks at me makes me blush. He almost looks like an adorable puppy. I head for the water, but pause before stepping in. I dip my toe, then the entire foot.

It’s crisp and cool, but it feels good against my heated skin. A giddiness I haven’t felt since I was a young child seeps into my chest. With a delighted squeal, I back up a step, and then run into the water and dive in. As I dunk below the surface, the water fills my ears, and I can hear the rush of the waterfall, and it’s as if I’m in a bubble. The shock to my system feels wonderful, and once I’ve adjusted to the temp, I pop up, finding Cillian right next to me.

“This is incredible!” I shout. “Thank you, Cillian! Thank you for bringing me here!” I leap into his arms, hugging him tightly around the neck, and he catches me easily.

“Anything for you, Goldie,” he says gently, and I feel the sting of tears as they threaten to fall. But this is a happy moment, I don’t know why I feel like crying. Rather than face the emotions that are threatening to break free, I pull away from the Alpha and splash him. “Oh, you’ve done it now, Little Omega…” Cillian growls. When he reaches for me, I let out a scream, and turn to flee.

“I surrender!” I squeak, but he’s much faster and easily catches me with a strong arm around my waist.

“Too late now, naughty little Omega.” His growl into the curve of my neck is laced with his Alpha power, causing my body to spike with need. He doesn’t give me a chance to respond, before lifting me from the water and tossing me several feet.

I scream again as I soar through the air, before disappearing under the surface of the water once more. I swim up, taking a deep breath of the fresh mountain air, as my head pops out of the water. Cillian swims my way, and we continue on playing like this for another half an hour.

“Please, have mercy, I beg you!” I pant, finally out of energy. I don’t know how Cillian hasn’t gotten tired of tossing me around, but the Alpha barely seems winded. Cill chuckles, as he pulls me into him with both hands on my waist. My instincts have me wrapping my legs around him once we’re chest to chest. It just feels natural. I still blush, though. It’s an intimate position, but Cillian doesn’t seem bothered.

“Lean back,” he rumbles, nodding toward the water. I release my hold around his neck, and lean back into the water. My legs are still wrapped around his waist, as he moves his hands to support my back. I float like that, staring up at the sky, for a little while. Clouds float by in lazy patterns as he gently lets me float. Today feels like a dream.

“Thank you,” I whisper again, dropping my gaze back to Cillian. He’s staring at me. There’s a hungry look in his eyes, and it’s that exact moment that I remember my lack of underwear. The soft white fabric of the shirt is see through in the water now, and as Cillian looks from the fabric clinging to the outline of my breasts, down to where my legs wrap around him, I let out a whine. The Alpha swallows thickly, before meeting my eyes.

“Come on, let's go lie in the sun.” He lifts me out of the water, and when I try to move away from him so we can get out, he growls, holding me tightly to his chest with one hand between my shoulder blades. One arm hitches under my ass while he carries me out instead. He takes us over to some large, flat rocks closer to the base of the waterfall, where the sun shines directly, and allows my body to slide down his own as he sets me on my feet.

We watch each other for a long moment, and I feel the tension between us growing. I bite my bottom lip between my teeth, before taking a seat. I lean back on my hands and tilt my head to the sun. I feel Cillian sit beside me, close enough that our arms touch, but I keep my eyes closed.

His earthy scent is strong now, and I can feel his need as if it was my own. My lips part, as my heart beats faster, and my breathing gets shallow. My instincts have been pushing me toward these men since I met them, and at this moment, I want nothing more than to give in to them.

To do something just because I want to, like Ky and I were talking about yesterday. I’m so turned on right now. After this morning with Ky, plus the amazing day Cillian has given me, I’m more certain now, in a way I’ve never been in my past. I want these Alphas.

I want Cillian. Opening my eyes, I turn to where he is waiting. His eyes are already on me, and when our gazes meet, he smiles.

“You seem to have settled in well. I never thought to ask if there was anything else you needed yesterday. I know Ma gave you some things, but you didn’t bring much with you,” he says gently. I can tell he doesn’t mean it as a judgment.

“Truthfully, besides Bear, there wasn’t much else that I could call my own in the village. I was able to grab the broken locket that had belonged to my mother. In all honesty, I’m not sure that the chain is salvageable. The only other item I wish I had been able to get was my mother’s rocking chair,” I answer distractedly. I hadn’t given much consideration to it since I arrived. “I couldn’t ask for anything else after all you have done for me.”

His brows lower in concentration as he thinks on my response, but he suddenly changes topic as he lets one knuckle trace over my cheekbone. My body warms with his touch as the slick between my legs coats my thighs.

“Is there something more you need, Little Omega?” he asks, his voice husky, as he scents exactly what I desire.

I am nodding before he has finished the question. I want to explore the way this Alpha makes me feel. I need to learn to seize the pleasure for myself.

“Will you show me what to do?” I ask, nervous as hell, but excited too. Cill smirks, reaching up to cup my cheek, as he leans into me. He gives me time to pull away, but I don’t. I want this too badly.

His kiss is harder than the one I shared with Ky. Cillian is confident, as he kisses me, licking at the seam of my lips. I open for him, and his tongue tangles with mine. He tastes spiced and smokey. I moan as he caresses me, his scent spiking before he growls deeply.

I react on instinct, breaking the kiss only long enough so I can climb into his lap, straddling his hips. The only barrier between us is his pants, but they can’t hide the large, thick hardness that’s growing under me.

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