Page 109 of Want It All
Sebastian’s eyes travelled from my face down my body; he doubled over without warning, clutching his stomach. ‘Alpha,’ he whined, and my instincts stood to attention. ‘Hurts.’
‘Step under the water, sweetheart.’ I guided him under the shower, arranging him so the water was running on his back. ‘That’s it.’ I paused. ‘Can I touch you?’
‘Please,’ he said hoarsely, so I let my palm rest on the small of his back before starting to rub in small circles. Although the pain would radiate through his limbs, it would be concentrated in his abdomen and lower back, and massage could help relieve it.
‘Not what I meant, alpha,’ he grumbled, but I could feel him relaxing under my palm. ‘Aren’t you coming in?’
‘If you want me to.’
His fingers caught the hem of my shirt. ‘Yes, I want you to.’
He stepped out of the water to pull it up, and a moment later it lay in a black pool on the floor. I stood statue-still as he ran his wet hands over my chest and stomach, trying not to hyperventilate. My cock pressed painfully against my zipper; my breath caught as he reached for the button on my jeans.
He stopped. ‘Is this okay?’ he said, as if remembering that he should check first.
‘Whatever you want is okay,’ I answered hoarsely.
‘You say that now,’ he murmured, his fingers making short work of my button and zip. ‘Fuck, alpha.’
I’d never been vain, but the look on Sebastian’s face when I kicked off my jeans could have changed that. His tongue flicked out to wet his lips and his eyes hooded as he focused on my cock. I flushed as it jerked under his gaze, as if begging for attention.
‘I was worried,’ he said, ‘that when Tristan asked for your help, you’d do it out of some sense of obligation.’ He reached out and trailed a finger up the underside of my shaft. ‘This doesn’t look like obligation.’
‘It’s desire,’ I grated out.
‘For me?’
‘For you,’ I confirmed.
He shuddered, stepping back under the shower, his hand splaying across his stomach as he was wracked by another heat cramp. ‘Alpha –’
I fell to my knees, water spraying in a gentle cascade over my shoulders. ‘Let me help you, omega.’
His eyes closed and his head fell back against the shower wall as I took him in my mouth. His cock was over-warm against my lips and tongue, but tasted so sweet. I tried not to think about the hints of chocolate and vanilla I could taste beneath the cherry, or about what they’d been doing over the past four days to mix their scents up in such a way.
Sebastian whimpered as I cupped his sac, swallowing his thickness down as far as I could. It wasn’t to the root – my gag reflex was sensitive – but pushing my limits sent shivers of pleasure up my spine. I popped off his cock with a filthy squelching sound and a groan. ‘You taste so good.’
‘Your mouth is fucking sinful, alpha,’ he muttered.
I swallowed him down again, moving my mouth up and down his shaft before swirling my tongue around his head. Cherry coated my mouth and I was desperate for more. I listened to his moans and expletives; when he started gaspingoh fuck, oh fuckI knew I was doing the right thing. His fingers speared through my hair, gripping tightly. I hollowed my cheeks and sucked as his hips jerked.
Cherry slid down my throat as he stiffened, groaning my name. I reached to squeeze the base of my cock, hard, trying to stave off my climax. I swallowed one mouthful, then another, my alpha shouting for more.
I gave Sebastian one last cheeky suck, feeling smug as he cried out and shuddered. ‘You’re incredible, omega,’ I said thickly.
He tugged on my hair until I rose up off my knees. He pulled me in for a kiss, which I happily gave him, my breath hitching as his tongue dipped into my mouth. ‘Want you, alpha.’
I tried not to lose my mind. He pushed me out of the shower; I hastily grabbed a towel and threw it around his shoulders, though he seemed oblivious to the water dripping from his hair and down his body. He looked like a siren as I followed him from the bathroom, the song of his perfect body and alluring scent seducing me from the safety of my ship and into the wildness of his waters.
I’d happily drown.
I stopped in the doorway of the nest.
The mix of scents was heady here, so strong that I felt dizzy. My mouth watered as vanilla hit the back of my throat.Mate, my alpha roared. He knew Tristan’s scent, knew that he was close.
Knew that he wasmine.
But Sebastian’s needs were more important. Despite that, I couldn’t help but glance to one side of the nest.
