Page 36 of Golden Desires

Damn those Alphas for making me feel this way.

Walking over to the vanity, I wash off my face and clean my teeth while looking into the mirror. My face has begun to fill in some more with meals these Alphas have been feeding me. I no longer look quite as gaunt. I grab the silver brush I had been given before and a pretty peach-colored ribbon that's laying next to it. I smile at the gift as I walk out of the washroom. My thoughts keep circling back to the revelation that these men came from the people of the very tales that scared me as a child. I have so many questions about them.

Tiptoeing down the hallway, I find the door to Aldair’s room open just a crack. Pushing it open, I step inside and gasp.

The sight before me has lust coursing through my body and slick gathering at my core. I should have knocked…

Standing with his back to the door, he’s pulling a soft pair of linen pants over the firm, tan skin of his ass. My breath is caught in my throat as I watch the muscles of his back flex when he runs his hands through his hair. He catches my scent and looks at me over his shoulder. A dirty smile transforms his handsome face as he turns to face me and walks over to the door.

I squeak when he reaches past me, caging me in as he shuts the door and his potent rain scent hits me. This man is all Alpha. Stepping to the side, he gestures to the bed as I walk around his impressive body and further into the room.

I am sure that my whole body is pink with embarrassment at the moment, but I choose to sit down and try to work through brushing out my hair.

“I thought we could have a sweet treat for the night before we go to sleep,” he says, as he nods to the plate of cookies he has resting on the bedside table.

I leap for the plate of cookies, and greedily stuff one in my mouth, moaning as the flavor melts on my tongue. His scent of rain and cedar fill the air around us, heavy with his arousal. I swallow thickly, as my scent mixes with his, my desire rising to meet his.

I look up at him, as he approaches the bed. He’s shirtless, with a darkness in his brown eyes that has my mouth going dry. What will he do to me tonight? I’ve decided not to question why I’m so eager to find out. Aldair is an Alpha, and I’m an Omega. I’m made for this. For him.

Without saying a word, he picks up the brush I set aside and takes a seat behind me. His long legs stretch out on either side of me, as I nibble on a second cookie. He gathers the length of my hair in his large hand, and the brush of his knuckles against my skin causes me to shiver.

Each gentle tug of the brush through the strands has me groaning. I lean back into the Alpha, eyes closed, and let him take care of me.

“Feels amazing,” I hum in encouragement as he drops the brush on his side table and runs his fingers through my hair, tugging and rubbing at my scalp. I all but melt into the sensation of his touch. The scent of my slick gets stronger, and my thighs are wet from the desire.

I’m at this Alpha’s mercy right now, and I don’t mind it one bit.

I turn to look at him over my shoulder.

The warmth I find in his eyes has me leaning further into his space. His gaze heats as he leans back against the sturdy headboard. He opens his arms in invitation, and I crawl up into his embrace.

I straddle his hips and rest my head against his chest before wrapping my arms around his body. Well, the best I can since he’s wider than my arm length. Aldair pushes his fingers back into my hair and massages my scalp, until I can’t take it anymore.

“I want to kiss you,” I demand as I sit back, looking into his eyes. He releases his hold in my hair, as I rest my palms against his warm chest. His skin is soft and warm, and I want to bite it. That's an odd new impulse.

“Then kiss me, Goldie.” Dair’s voice is low, his tone husky, as he rests his hands on my hips. He doesn’t take control like I expect, instead he waits for me to go to him. My nerves almost get the better of me, but I don’t back down. Slowly, feeling bolder than I ever have before, I lean forward and kiss Aldair.

He growls, deepening the kiss as his hold on me tightens. I move my lips against his for a long, heated moment, before pulling back again.

“I want more, but if you don’t—” Aldair growls, cutting my words off with a searing press of his lips, and when the scent of his pheromones fills the air, there’s no denying what he’s saying without words. He wants me just as badly. My desire doubles, as I moan again.

“What adventure did you and Cillian have in the forest today, Goldie?” he asks, as he flips us, laying me on my back. Leaning back to rest on his knees, he slowly pushes the hem of my shirt up, before allowing his fingers to dip into the waistband of my pants. His breaths get quicker as he pulls them from my legs, leaving my underwear. When he drags my shirt the rest of the way up my body, I lift up enough to help him get the garment off. Falling back against the pillows with my hair fanned around me, the only barrier between us are his own pants and the scrap of fabric covering my mound.

“He touched me,” I confess, my words breathless, as I stare up at the gorgeous Alpha. The look in his eyes as he takes in the sight of my half naked body is everything I could ever want.

“Where did he touch you? Here?” Dair reaches down, slides his hand up the curve of my ribs, takes my breast into his large palm, and caresses my nipple, ever so gently. I gasp, keeping my eyes on him, so I can see every emotion on his face. “Did he…” I’m transfixed by him as he leans down, and takes my pink nipple between his lips and sucks.

“Oh, Dair!” I cry out, the sensation new and so wonderful, it has the slick between my thighs gushing out. “N-no…he didn’t.” I don’t want him to stop, so I bury my fingers in his hair to keep him in place. He chuckles against my skin, but doesn’t relent, teasing me with his mouth.

“Needy little Omega,” Dair growls, as I let out a whine. I want him to keep going. “Did you touch him?” he asks, and I shake my head.

“No.” My eyes drop to the bulge tenting his pants. “We…he um. I rubbed against him, down here,” I whisper, lowering my hand shyly to my center.

“Did you grind this sweet pussy against his cock, naughty Omega?” Aldair asks as he drags a knuckle along my center, and I swallow hard, before nodding. “But you didn’t use your hands?” I shake my head at his words. “Do you want to, now?”

“I do.” I nod, biting my lower lip between my teeth.

“Come here.” Aldair gets off the bed, standing at the edge. I scoot toward him, ready to climb off, but he helps me position my body, so I’m lying sideways at the edge. “Take those off,” he commands, and I remove my underwear quickly. “Fuck, Goldie, you’re…incredible.” Aldair shakes his head as he takes in the sight of my fully naked body.

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