Page 50 of Talk About… Secrets
“I want your knot, alpha. Please,” I said. My voice was clear and he grinned like I’d given him a prize.
“There are the words I wanted, Gracie,” he purred before gripping his thick cock in his hand. His eyes stayed on me as he stroked himself. It was almost as if he were afraid I’d disappear if he looked away for even a second.
“i’m not going anywhere, Drew. I’m yours.” He froze at my words, eyes shifting to mine and settling there.
Then he exhaled. A low, shaky sound that seemed to come from the depths of his soul.
“Mine,” he agreed as his eyes fluttered closed. He breathed deep again, a smile on his face as he was hit with our scents.
When he opened them, it was all sweetness left behind. His movements were slow and sensual, eyes staying on mine as much as possible as he lined himself up and gently pushed into me.
“I’ve dreamt about this moment for years,” he admitted on a shudder, my body stretching around him and his already swelling knot. “So fucking perfect.”
I couldn’t speak or think beyond the eyes I was drowning in. They spoke of his pain of losing me as much as my own did. It was a promise-filled abyss that said ‘never again would I have to feel that.’
My head tilted to the side and there was no hesitation as I offered my neck to my alpha.
“Are you serious, Gracie? You want my bite?”
“I’ve waited long enough, Drew,” I said, not shifting an inch.
Then his teeth were piercing my skin, white hot and blinding but as he rolled his hips, it ebbed away, leaving only my alpha’s presence behind.
Fuck, there was so much love there. He never stopped, it was years of pining, of hoping, but too afraid to truly dream.
Now I was in his arms and he was never going to let me go again. Before it could fade, I lunged for his collarbone, biting down hard and making him gasp.
It quickly turned into a moan as I soothed my tongue over it. Now he could feel the pain of the past being washed away by his presence. The way I lit up for him when he was close, and gravitated to him when he was near.
Now there was no going back.
“Kiss me, alpha.”
“Every chance I get, omega,” he promised as he crushed his lips to mine, fucking me furiously as our mouths and bodies promised that this was just the beginning.
Beck
Ifelt my pack before I saw them. Their footsteps were stomping down the hallway and I sat back, bracing for another fight.
We had never argued or screamed more than we had in the last three weeks since walking away from Grace.
They were done waiting. So was I.
My fingers drummed against the pile of letters she’d sent, little sweet reminders of what we meant to her. They were the only thing keeping my head held high now. That she understood how hard we worked and that we were coming home soon.
Though, I hadn’t missed how our conversations were shorter than last week. She was tired early and looking down. I couldn’t let this drag on any longer. It had taken long enough.
Which is why I stooped low enough to make sure that could happen. I just hoped it wasn’t too late, that my pack wasn’t done with me before then.
The door slammed against the wall with a thud and Cade walked in, eyes narrowed and angry.
“I’m done, I’m leaving,” he threatened. “Fuck this company, fuck the board. I’m going for my omega. I fucking quit.”
He threw down another letter on the desk, the same pink envelopes as I’d received. His eyes cast to mine pointedly. I hated the disappointment in his gaze.
“She’s falling apart without us,” he spit out. “I can’t hurt her. No, Iwon’t.”
Spencer was behind him, just as angry, but also flustered. His hands frantically danced together as he hovered just behind him, ready to rally or throw up, it wasn’t sure which would win out yet.
