Page 118 of Patiently Yours
FIFTY-SIX
The shower wall is a cold contrast to the warm water falling over me. I feel calm now as my alpha’s hands move over me, collecting suds to clean up all the leftover grum and sweat. I could almost form his name in my mind, like it’s on the tip of my tongue. That thought didn’t bother me, though, because I knew this alpha wasmine.
His forehead scrunched in concentration, his large hands meticulous as he focused on taking care of me.
I look down and see a line of rings down his cock. My omega and I both raise our brows, surprised by this. I’m sure I already knew this, but the discovery makes something jump in my bones.
I move my hand around him, and he replies with a guttural groan deep in his throat. He lets me stroke him a few times before he stops me, his jaw grinding hard.
“Sweet mate, we have to finish your shower first. It’s been a few days since you last let us bathe you, and your fever should be breaking soon.”
I can’t hear his words because his scent lulls me, spiking just enough to cause a whine to escape from my throat. I can feel his hesitation, know that there’s something else we have to do first,but my proximity is calling to him and he’s having a hard time resisting it.
Yes, Alpha, give it to me.
“Stacia,” he warns, and I realize he’s talking tome.
I must have said that out loud.
“Yes, you did, baby,” he chuckles.
I let him continue his ministrations, although his hands don’t feel like they’re doing anything but putting me further into a frenzy. The steam from the shower suddenly feels like too much, and a cramp takes over my body as soon as he turns off the water and grabs a towel.
“I’ve got you,” he assures me as he leads me out of the shower and dries me off as quickly as he can. I hiss again as the pain becomes stronger. Before I can even beg for help, he’s lifting me off the floor and placing me on the bathroom counter. My legs spread instinctively, and he’s there at my entrance without any further proposition.
The delicious drag of metal moving inside me causes me to mewl. My body accepts the invasion like it was made for it. As soon as I have the thought, my alpha moans deeply.
“Yes, baby. You weremade for me.” He wraps his arms around my body, holding me steady on top of the counter. “Let me take care of you, my beautiful mate.”
His thrusts quicken and I’m suddenly holding onto his body for dear life as the feel of him causes the pain to subside and my semi-consciousness to escape on a wave. Through bits and pieces of awareness, I can feel nothing but bliss and love, my bond to this alpha pulling taut and anchoring me to this porcelain sink. When the feeling comes to a pinnacle, it feels as if he physically rips the pain from my body, smothering it with an overwhelming amount of pleasure instead. The ground has never felt so close as he holds me, our bodies locked like they were always meant to be.
I come back to my body, my limbs sweaty. The alpha above me rubs his face over mine as his knot deflates. His pierced cock pulls out of me with a slow drag.
I whine at the absence of him. My body loses its relaxed state, bringing back the intense insatiable feeling as my stomach cramps again.
More, my omega half shouts.
There’s a tiny moment of clarity as I realized I’m still in my heat. I’m not sure how many days it’s been. We must have slept at some point. I kind of remember being force fed pudding at some point.
Being so entangled as both human and omega is the most exhilarating experience. Better than any drug, better than any avoidance technique. Because here, I amsafe. My mates are above and beyond.
I relish the potency of my pack, how my scent lives beside theirs now, how heavenly it fills my nose. It settles the ache, makes it more bearable. But it doesn’t diminish it, my body is still ravenous for their knots.
“Please.” I pull the word from my throat. Suddenly there’s another body hovering over me, and I smell the sweet hints of coconuts as he lifts me into his arms so I can straddle his lap.
When did we get back to the nest?
“Sweetheart,” my blond alpha hums while pushing the sweaty hair out of my eyes.
“We’re here, baby,” my prime whispers over my shoulder, his lips gently touching the shell of my ear. “Do you want Kendall’s knot again, angel?”
Goosebumps erupt all over my bare skin. I want to be like this with them always, naked and basking in our primal need.
I get an image, one that my prime can apparently see on my face because he gives a darkened chuckle. “You’re thinking about that thing we discussed, aren’t you?”
My face breaks out into a sweet smile. Maybe we talked about it, I can’t be too sure. All I know is that I want it, and I want itnow.
“You want both of our cocks, my love?” my blond mate asks rhetorically, caressing my face with his thumb. “Then you’ll get them.”
