Page 41 of A Promise of Forever
“Forrest might be a little pent up, like he was this morning,” he says. “He won’t hurt you, but he’ll be… intense.”
I flush, the memory of this morning still very vivid. “I saw him this morning,” I mutter, my cheeks heating up. “And I got mad he didn’t come back.”
Caelan snorts as Astra wraps himself around his Alpha. “Yeah, that sounds about right. He’s trying, Sterling, but he’s been going at all this alone for a really long time.”
I nod, the words sinking in as I glance at the car again, my fingers twitching at my sides. “Thanks for staying with me,” I say softly, meeting Caelan’s gaze.
He waves me off, a rare softness in his expression. “Go on.”
The driver climbs out and moves to open the door, his head bowing as I approach. I slide inside, and the door shuts with a soft thud, sealing me into a world of darkness and warmth, but it’s Forrest’s scent that hits me and draws me in. My body reacts instantly, a needy whine slipping from my throat. Slick gathers between my thighs, soaking through my pants as the realizationcrashes over me. This is what was wrong. This aching, restless void was because of my need for him, my Valla and now that he’s inches from me, I need him.
Forrest doesn’t hesitate as he reaches for me and pulls me into his lap like I weigh nothing. His face buries into my neck, his breath hot against my skin, and I melt against him, my arms wrapping around his shoulders. “Valla,” I gasp, rocking myself over his lap, the friction of his dress pants against my slick-soaked pants sending sparks through me. “I need you. I didn’t know what it was, but I need it.”
The heat builds in my lower belly, drowning out everything else. Forrest’s hands tighten on my hips as the car starts to move, his lips moving up and down my neck before he finally speaks. “Can you wait until we get home?” he asks, his lips brushing my ear, sending shivers down my spine.
“No,” I whimper again, shaking my head, my fingers digging into his shoulders. “I need itnow.”
With Wilson, I would have never demanded anything. Most of the time, I was trying to hide from that Alpha, but here, all I want is Forrest’s knot stuffed inside of me, my Valla reminding me that we are each other’s.
His hands move to the waistband of my pants before helping me wiggle out of them. The fabric catches on my slick-drenched thighs, peeling away with a wet sound that makes my face burn, but Forrest’s touch is gentle, his expression full of desire. I fumble with his belt, my hands shaking with urgency, until I free his cock, precum already beading along the tip.
I don’t hesitate, positioning myself over him and sliding down, groaning at the fullness as he stretches me, filling the aching void. The relief is immediate, but it’s not enough.
Forrest’s hands guide me, raising and lowering me on his cock with a torturous rhythm that makes me moan. “I didn’t like you leaving like that,” I say, the words spilling out, as I cling to him.
He hums, capturing my lips in a kiss that starts soft but grows hungrier and more desperate. His tongue slides into my mouth and tangles with mine, the heat of his need matching mine. More slick gushes from me as Forrest starts fucking up into me, one of his hands moving up my back to gently caress the back of my neck, the other gripping my ass.
I let out another needy sound as I wrap a hand around my cock between us, needing release even as more slick drips down between us. The sensation is overwhelming, and I come hard, crying out against his mouth, my release spilling over my hand and coating both of our shirts.
Forrest continues to thrust up into my ass, each slide of his cock inside of me pushing me toward another release. I press my forehead to his shoulder, content to let him use me until his knot begins to swell.
It catches at my rim as I push down to take it fully, Forrest’s knot expanding inside of me and locking us together, the pressure against my prostate sending me spiraling into another orgasm. My vision whites out as I sag against him, my body trembling with the aftershocks of pleasure running through me. A deep rumbling growl comes from my Valla as he explodes inside of me, hot ropes of cum flooding my ass. A small sound of contentment falls from my lips as I press a kiss to his collarbone, the distress from earlier gone completely.
Forrest lets out a heavy sigh, his hands moving up and down my back in soft, soothing patterns. “Your heat is pretty soon, isn’t it?” he murmurs against my ear, his voice soft but laced with concern.
I nod against his chest, my cheek pressed to the steady thud of his heartbeat. “Maybe tomorrow,” I mumble, my voice thick with exhaustion. “I don’t know. I just… really needed you.”
I tilt my head up toward him, Forrest granting me a sweet kiss, his lips lingering against mine. The moment is a perfect bubbleof safety until a sharp knock at the window shatters it. My heart lurches into my throat, and I freeze, my eyes wide as I stare at the tinted glass. No one can see inside, but the sound feels so invasive when I’m locked on my Valla’s knot.
Another knock comes a second later, louder this time, and I jerk backward, trying to lift myself off Forrest’s knot. Pain shoots through me, a distressed whine tearing from my throat as the knot resists, still swollen inside of me.
Forrest’s purr starts instantly, a low, rumbling vibration that wraps around me, calming the panic clawing at my chest. He grabs a blanket from the seat beside us and drapes it over me, shielding my entire body, including my head, from view. Then he lowers the partition, his voice coated with barely restrained anger. “Who the fuck is that?” he snaps.
“Boss, it seems there are a few officers at your house, and one of them is demanding that—”
Forrest cuts him off. “Drive around to the back. Alert security that no one is allowed on the premises tonight except essential staff.”
The partition slides back up, but the driver’s unfinished sentence hangs in the air. My stomach twists, a cold dread replacing the heat.Wilson. He’s here, at Forrest’s house, no doubt trying to claim I’m his. The thought makes my skin crawl, memories of his cruelty flashing through my mind—his hands, his knot, the way he took without asking. I bury my face deeper in Forrest’s chest, the blanket muffling my whimper as I cling to him.
“Shh, little dove,” Forrest murmurs, his arms tightening around me. “You’ll be okay. No one will get to you. I promise.”
It isn’t long before the car comes to a stop, Forrest’s knot softening enough for him to slip out, and I wince at the emptiness, my body not ready to let go. He shushes me again, his lips brushing my forehead, before gathering me up in his arms,blanket and all. With my head still tucked beneath the fabric, I wrap my legs around his waist, the cool night air hitting my exposed skin as he carries me out of the car.
I don’t even know where we’re going until I catch the familiar smell of the cabin and the instant warmth that the small room brings. The moment Forrest sets me down on the edge of the bed, I throw off the blanket, fear racing through me at the thought he’ll leave me when Wilson might be just feet away.
Forrest has his jacket halfway off, his head tilted as he looks at me, a curious smile tugging at his lips. “Little dove, do you want me to stay with you?” I nod, about to apologize for this evening, when he just shakes his head, continuing to drop his jacket on the floor and then unbuttoning his shirt. “I feel like the next two words out of your mouth will be ‘I’m sorry,’” he teases. “Don’t apologize for telling me what you need. I always want to know what you need. However, I do need to send a few messages to make sure the house is protected and everyone is on the same page.”
Forrest shucks off the rest of his clothes before helping me out of my shirt and leading me further into the nest. “He can’t get to you,” he says firmly, his hand cupping my cheek, his thumb brushing away a stray tear. “Not with me here.”
