Page 22 of What Haunts the Heart
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Oakley
Idrove across town to Eden's apartment and using the key he gave me, I let myself in.
Immediately, I was wrapped in the familiar scent of home—because that's what it was, wasn't it? Every minute I'd spent here, with him, was nestled deep in my memories.
I thought of the passion we'd shared, tangled in his sheets, skin to skin; of our raucous laughter at 3 AM, completely decimating each other at Uno; of the late-night cuddle sessions, wrapped in each other's arms as Netflix droned on in the background. Every single memory of him—of us—reminded me of why I kept coming back to Vale Valley.
It all came back to Eden, and the truth rang through me.
I was falling in love with him, if I hadn't completely fallen already. I'd stepped off that cliff the very moment I laid eyes on him in his flashy wedding attire. Sequins and glitter. Such apeacockthing to wear.
Despite Chester's warnings that Eden tended to be a little promiscuous, I dove in without looking back. I'd been swept up in him, in his kisses, in the amazing sex we had. I came back again and again, but that desire was never truly sated, and now I realized why.
Everything about him haunted my heart, and my wolf threw his head back on a howl.
Mate,he cried.Ours.
The certainty sang through me, clear as a bell. It filled my chest with a babbling brook of hope and made my heart skip a beat.
Grinning to myself, I closed the door behind me and flipped the deadbolt. Well then. If naked was what Eden wanted, naked was what he would get. Excitement danced in my belly, me and my inner-wolf in complete agreement—our Omega couldn’t get home fast enough.
Since I had time to waste, I took a shower. The tiny apartment bathroom steamed up fast and tended to set off the fire alarm if you didn’t keep the door sealed shut. It was nothing like the lavish bathrooms I’d grown up with, but then again, it was a nice change of pace.
Besides, if Eden and I were meant to be, it wouldn’t be long before I put a ring on his finger. First comes love, then comes marriage, right? You could bet your ass if I wed my sassy mate, we’d soon be buying a house. Living the American dream. Wasn’t that what everyone wanted?
It’s whatIwanted. It was what I’d always wanted. A mate whose heart beat in time with my own. A couple of pups to love and adore. A cute little house on the edge of town with a privacy fence and a wishing well out front.
But did Eden want that too?
Turning on the rattly exhaust fan, I toweled myself dry and donned a pair of boxers. I grabbed a soda out of the fridge, then watched something on Netflix until it was nearly time for Eden to be home.
He’d smelled so damn good earlier. I wasn’t sure if it was because he was hot and sweaty from work, but something had definitely cranked up his pheromones. All I had to do was think about his slim, lean body and that cute little ass and I was hard.
I stripped off my boxers and laid back on the couch, stroking myself just enough to tease. Impatience sizzled through me as the minutes ticked by in slow-motion. Where was he?
My heart rate spiked as the front door swung open. Eden came strutting into the house, bringing with him the most heavenly scent on earth. God, he was practically oozing sex. It smelled amazing.
My dick twitched in my hand at the hungry, almost wild look Eden shot me. He gazed down at my cock like it was the most delicious thing in the world, and when he licked his lips, I couldn’t suppress my groan. I wanted nothing more than to grab him by the hips and sheath myself inside of his hot body.
I reached out to him. “Come here, baby.”
He waggled his fingers in my direction. “Aw, does someone need a little attention?” His dark eyes twinkled with amusement. “I dunno, babe. I think I need a shower first—ah!” He gasped as I leapt off the couch and snared his lips in a fierce kiss. I gripped the back of his neck with one hand and slid the other down the front of his pants.
Eden’s eyes slitted closed on a soft whimper. “Oak…”
I buried my face in his hair, inhaling that saccharine aroma deep into my lungs. “Fuck, you smell so good. I love it. Want you.” I spun us around with another hungry, knee-melting kiss, then backed him slowly towards the couch. The moment his legs hit the edge, he collapsed with a whine. I crawled on top of him.
“Been thinking about you all night,” I mumbled between kisses, tugging frantically at his work shirt. He slithered out of the material, allowing me to toss it over the back of the couch. I popped the button on his slacks and dragged them down his hips. His cock bobbed free, already swollen and red at the tip. I closed my fist around him and gave a few pumps, growling when his hips came up off the couch. “Mine.”
“Fuck, yes,” he moaned, grabbing at my shoulders. “All yours. Oh, god, Oak, please!”
I nipped at his jaw before kissing and nibbling my way up to his ear. His smell drove me crazy. I was hard as steel. I slid my palms up his lean chest and when I pinched his nipple, I swore he might come right then and there. “Oak!”
“Not yet, baby. Not until I’m inside you.” I peeled off his shoes and socks, followed by his pants and underwear, until he was completely bared to me. I pored over him, snagging my bottom lip between my teeth. Shit, could he get any more perfect?
With a smirk, Eden brought his knees up to give me the perfect glimpse of his hole.
