Page 25 of Dream Mates
She rubbed her forehead. “Ow. I… I don’t think I’m supposed to remember.”
“Which makes sense. If you remember anything, or just want to talk, I’m here. But it’s nothing that we need to discuss tonight, unless you wish. Have another bite.” I offered her another forkful.
“Mmmm. So good.” She made a happy noise, which went right to my cock.
“Here, have more.” I needed her to eat.
Grace took the offered bite and looked around. “How did I get here?”
“The agent that retrieved you brought you back. This time with a backpack?” I took a sip of wine. “Your phone is charging. I’m just glad you’re back. We… we thought we lost you.”
The fact that she was alive, well, and back with us waseverything.
Her head bowed. “I didn’t mean to worry you.”
“That’s not what I meant. Relax and let me take care of you.” I fed her the rest of her dinner and finished mine.
Food eaten, I positioned myself on the edge of the tub, where I washed her hair, giving her a nice, long, head massage, carefully working in shampoo, then conditioner, followed by a hair mask.
“This is amazing.” She groaned.
“I’m glad you like it.” Certainly, I enjoyed pampering her. I finished rinsing her hair. “Would you like me to wash the rest of you?”
“As long as it involves you getting naked. I believe orgasms were promised.” She grinned at me, blue-grey eyes dancing.
“As you wish, Darling.” I removed my clothes, carefully sliding in behind her and settling her on my lap, my hard-on pressed against her. Because that was all for her.
She curled into me. “Mmmm.”
Taking the soap, I carefully soaped up the rest of her, scrubbing off the odd smells from wherever they brought her, washing away her fear, her tears.
The first time around was gentle, and more about getting her clean. The second, I lingered on her breasts, my fingers barely grazing her nipples as my mouth latched onto her throat.
Even though these weren’t the best of circumstances, I’d take my time with her. If anything, it was even more reason to. Her sweet body called me. As one hand toyed with her breast, my other hand cupped her pussy, and she gasped.
“Would you like me to touch you there?” I breathed in her ear.
“Oh, yes, please, Alpha,” she sighed, eyes closing, as I ran my fingers down her length, her hand running across my chest.
“Just lay back and let me care for you. Let go and feel.” I began to massage her clit with my fingers.
With my other hand, I slipped two fingers inside her, her body against me. Under the warm, bubbly water, my hands explored her, making her gasp in delight. Each little noise made me harder and harder, as I wanted to impale her with my cock.
But this wasn’t about me.
I continued to work her with my hands, bringing her to her peak. As she rode my fingers, my mouth got well acquainted with her neck and shoulders.
“Here…” I bit gently down on the place where her neck and shoulders met, where one of her scent glands was. “When it’s time for me to bite you, I think I’d like to bite you right here,” I whispered, as I made her climax again, three fingers now inside her.
“There?” she moaned, writhing on my lap.
“If you want it to be visible. It would look beautiful right there for everyone to see.” My kisses worked lower.
My hand left her clit and brushed her inner thigh. “Perhaps there if you don’t. I would lavish it with attention every time I went down on you.”
“Spence.” It came out as a gasp as she bucked in my arms. “You’d bond with me?”
Grace turned her head to face me, trailing my jaw with tiny kisses.
