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“Please,” I begged. “Fuck me.”
Coal let out a shuddering breath and kissed my entrance once more before pushing to his feet behind me and positioning his large cock.
He pressed in smoothly, going deep in one long thrust that made me cry out. When he started to move, it wasn’t as clumsy as this morning; it was more measured, more purposeful. It was deep and slow and almost unbearable.
I didn’t last long, stretched to the limit with Coal inside me, his cock massaging my prostate with every long stroke. I came with a curse, clutching the covers. Unable to hold myself up, I pressed my face into the blanket and simply held on as every drop was milked out of me, my cock flexing tightly until I was done.
Behind me, Coal grunted but kept going, fucking me through it until the pleasing feeling of Coal within me turned into arousal again and I was a mess, moaning in pleasure, desperate for another orgasm.
My fingers dug into the covers again, and I held on for dear life as I was given a second mind-melting orgasm, just as good as the last. My whole body was shaking. I felt like a boneless mess, unable to think of anything but the feeling of Coal still pounding into me.
Finally, he bent, burying his face into my neck, his thrusts turning erratic and quick. He slammed his long cock into me one more time, as deep as he could, emptying his cock with a guttural moan, his whole body shuddering.
He collapsed over me for a moment, but quickly lifted onto his elbows over me, gasping for air. Then, he helped me properly onto the bed, pulling my back against his chest and holding me there while his knot grew within me.
I held onto Coal’s arms tightly as though afraid that he would drift away.
That was when Ifinallyrealized that was exactly what I was going to do.
Taking a little dose of pleasure from the man that I now wanted to spend my life with was probably my only compensation.
I had almost always been alone. I was used to it.
Coal though… he couldn’t live without his child. He’d already said as much. I didn’t blame him. She was practically his daughter after all.
Coal should use his money to get her back.
I wouldn’t allow myself to get in the way.
And in the meantime, if I could use my skills to find Asha first, then I would.
ChapterNineteen
Coal
Lying with Ember was like a little slice of heaven inserted into the chaos that was currently my life. I loved the soft sound of his breathing, the warmth of our skin pressed together.
But as I remained there, my knot still buried deep inside my mate, the unpleasant part of our lovemaking came back to me.
Perhaps we had skirted around the discussion too many times, thinking it could be left unsaid. I didn’t want to think of my omega sleeping with others, but he obviously had. Did he have a choice in the matter? Did people force him or hurt him? Those thoughts, the not knowing, were turning out to be more painful than hearing all the details ever could be.
I cleared my throat, searching for the words, wondering how to even broach the subject.
A soft snore drifted from Ember, and I sighed, smiling. It would have to wait until later. I didn’t have the heart to wake my mate.
Poor Ember had been through so much. It sounded like he’d never had a moment of stability and safety in his entire life.
The thought of him so young, on the streets with a brother who was also a child. They should have had someone watching out for them. He’d never had an alpha, had he? Not even a father figure or alpha brother who was willing to do anything to keep him safe.
At least I’d had that for a time. Before my mother’s passing and my father’s subsequent downward spiral, my father had been strong and caring. He’d seemed unshakable. A wall to stand with or hide behind depending on the situation. Although I hadn’t needed him as much as I had grown. My physiology had a part to play in that. Being an alpha meant I hungered to be the one caring for others, protecting them and keeping them safe.
Now that Ember was part of my family, he would learn; he never had to be alone again.
My knot finally loosened as it reduced, but I didn’t move for a few more minutes, keeping my cock warm and soft inside him. It was so comfortable, like being wrapped in a blanket.
Somehow, I fell asleep like that and woke up with early morning light filtering through the curtain, my cock at attention, still buried inside him.
I let out a low moan and gently pulled out.
