Page 51 of Consider The Lilies

His eyes narrow ever so slightly as he tilts his head. “I don’t know about that,” he says. “You were pretty quick to protect Lucy down there.” He sweeps the hair off my forehead. “That’s not something aweakperson does. Especially not when standing feet from several fighting alphas.”

My face grows warm at his compliment, and my stomach clenches. I rub my belly, trying to make the cramp go away.

“Are you okay?” Jack rests his hand over mine, and I shiver from how warm his skin is.

“I think I just got worked up.” I’m not sure how else to describe it. My eyes drift to the sitting area in the corner. My nesting materials are still stacked on the couch, waiting for me to use them. I kind of want to use them right now. The urge to wrap them around me and hide for days is almost impossible to ignore. “My stomach kind of hurts.”

Jack caresses my cheek with his other hand, brushing his thumb over my cheekbone and down the side of my face. “Would you like a shower?” His voice is deeper, making my nipples tingle. I cross my arms, wildly confused by the sensation.

“Okay,” I whisper, too embarrassed to ask if we can lie in bed together. Because that’s what I really want. I want to do what we did last night, but I can't bring myself to ask.

Jack takes my hand, pulling me into the bathroom. He turns on the shower, spinning a few knobs, and suddenly, the ceiling begins to pour like it’s raining.

“Let me help you.” Jack pulls off my shirt, then he slips my boxers down my legs. His hands slip over my skin as he kneels to help me slip the shorts off my feet. But he doesn’t stand up immediately. He stays in place, one knee on the floor, admiring my body.

I let him, trying not to feel ashamed as he looks at my privates, my chest, all the way up to my face. It’s so weird having such a big, impressive alpha looking at me like this, but I likeit. I feel…powerful? I don’t know if that's the right word, but, however I feel, I like it.

“You’re so pretty,” Jack growls deep in his chest.

A flash of disappointment flickers across my face, but I try to smile, hiding it.

“What’s wrong?” Jack stands, looming over me once more. I start to shake my head, but the alpha gives me a hard look, stopping me. “Don’t you dare say nothing,” he warns. “Tell me.” It’s not a command, but it might as well be.

“I don’t want to be pretty,” I say honestly, and he tilts his head as if asking why. “Girls are pretty. I’m not a girl. I might be an omega, but I’m still a man.”

The lines between Jack’s brows ease, and he nods as if understanding. Then he cups my face with both hands and looks deep into my eyes. “You are a very handsome man, Stefan.”

Warmth spreads through my chest, and I can’t help the bashful smile that fills my face. I want to say thank you or compliment him too, but I can’t even look him in the eyes right now. Jack chuckles at my reaction, then he leans down and kisses my lips. It’s a quick kiss. Too quick.

“Let’s get you clean.” He urges me into the hot shower.

The spray feels so good against my tired skin. It taps at my scalp and over my shoulders. I shiver as the hot water drips down my stomach and over my sensitive member. It twitches, and I stare at it, worried it’s going to drip that white fluid again.

Cum, I remind myself.It’s called cum.

“Turn around.” Jack’s deep voice is right in my ear.

I slowly do as he says, shocked to see the naked alpha standing under the water with me. His body is a work of art. Deep-grooved muscles, a trim waist, and a long thick dick. No.Cock. Jack has a big, hard alphacock.

“Do you like what you see?” Jack chuckles when I keep staring at his erection.

Even though it’s awful to admit, I nod, deciding it’s okay to be honest. After all, we’re alone.

“Do you want to play with it again?” Jack asks, and I snap my head up, praying he’s serious.

“Can I touch it?” Even I can hear the excitement in my voice, but thankfully Jack doesn't make fun of me or laugh. He smiles as he reaches for a bottle of some kind of soap right behind me.

“Go ahead.” Jack pours some soap into his hand. “Do whatever you want with that cock.” His eyes sparkle with excitement. “Touch, lick it, rub it. It belongs to you, omega.”

My hands tremble as I reach out, slipping my fingers around his thick shaft. It seems to pulse, then twitch under my touch. I hope that means he likes it. A thrill works through me as I feel every inch of his velvety shaft. It’s so smooth and hard at the same time, covered in twisting soft veins. And the tip is kind of red and shiny.It’s beautiful.

A thrill works through me as I feel every inch of his velvety shaft. It’s so smooth and hard at the same time, covered in twisting soft veins. And the tip is kind of red and shiny.It’s beautiful.

Jack washes me, rubbing soap all over my back and chest while I slip my hands up and down his cock. He moans every now and then—especially when I squeeze—telling me he likes the way I’m touching him.

Jack pauses, his soapy fingers in my hair. “Grab my balls,” he says. “Give them a little squeeze.”

I do as he says, and the alpha moans loudly, his eyes rolling into the back of his head. I’m thrilled with the pleasure I’m giving him. It makes me so happy that I’m actually good at this. But then a wild urge grips me. I want more.I want to taste him.

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