Page 31 of The Twelve Knots of Christmas
And all through it, Jasper didn’t stop. He lapped up every bit of my juices. He held me when I was falling apart and grounded me as I slowly came back to myself.
Ambrosia flowed through my body, warm and tingling. I went limp and twitched with the aftereffects of my climax. My limbs felt like jelly vibrating with the engine of the car.
“Holy fuck, you’re even more beautiful when you’re coming.” Jasper stood and tugged my legs to pull me to him so my rear was partially off the hood. He held me up and unzipped his pants with the other hand. He palmed his big cock and stroked himself with fast jerks. “I’m so hard. Look at me, gorgeous. You did this to me.”
I gasped, still breathing heavily. The tip of his erection rubbed against my pussy with each vigorous yank. I could feel his sac tighten as his testes pulled up and his cock swelled. I was hypnotized by this hunky Alpha’s dick.
“Your taste… It’s the sweetest thing ever. So delicious… Fuck!” Jasper cried out as thick jets of cum exploded from his cock. They splattered over my pussy, thighs, and abdomen. Hot and gooey and smelling of his Alpha musk.
Another shudder went through me. Not as powerful as an orgasm, but a wave of pleasure that I had pleased my Alpha and he’d marked me with his scent.
Jasper squeezed the last drops from himself and leaned forward, caressing my cheek and then cupping my chin to pull me into a kiss. “You, hot stuff, are incredible. Let me get something to wipe you off with.”
One more kiss and he hurried to pop open his trunk. I remained on the hood. Exhaustion was fast taking over my body, and I wasn’t sure if I could walk. My heat had been satiated, and all I wanted to do was curl up on Jasper’s lap and sleep.
He came back with a clean shammy towel and gently cleaned me. I stared at him with droopy eyes and what felt like a silly smile. Handsome, attentive, and eats pussy like an animal. I couldn’t have hoped for more in a compatible Alpha.
Once I was no longer wet and sticky, Jasper tugged down my dress and picked me up to settle me into the passenger seat. The Mustang was warm and smelled of him. My eyes drifted closed.
There was a brief moment where I wondered what becoming the pack’s Omega would be like. Protective and playful Balthazar, sweet and smart Lucian, and daring and sexy Jasper. The three of them complemented me perfectly. We’d have a cozy life on the farm surrounded by nature, and they’d work all day while I… what? Take up knitting and have babies?
No. My life was waiting for me in California. I’d make a difference in the world. But I could have a bit of fun before I left, right? I was in heat, and the fact that these compatible Alphas were so wonderful was a bonus.
I never bought myself gifts, but maybe I could give this to myself. That thought embraced me as I went home and had Lyla tuck me into my own bed, breathing in Jasper’s soothing scent.
CHAPTER THIRTEEN - Lucian
Jasper had come home smelling of Mariska. His grin confirmed what the sweet musky scent said. She was starting to go into heat, and Jasper was the lucky bastard who had the first taste.
I stormed around our kitchen, cleaning up from our day. Dishes were practically thrown into the dishwasher and the counters were scrubbed hard. I’d never wanted anyone as much as I did Mariska. It had only been a few days since we’d met, but deep down inside, I felt she was mine already.
Yet I couldn’t get attached. Mariska had made it clear she wasn’t looking for a mate. No matter what happened during her heat, she was moving to California after Christmas.
Cali-fucking-fornia.
I never hated a state like I did now.
I never hated anything. Which scared me how badly I wanted Mariska to be our Omega.
“Whoa, dude. Are you trying to make a hole in that counter?” Jasper strolled into the kitchen wearing only pajama bottoms. He’d taken a shower, but Mariska’s scent still lingered on him.
“I’m just cleaning.” I tossed the rag into the wide sink and sighed. I wanted to ask him for every detail about their date, but I didn’t want to be seen as an over-eager pup. Sometimes I thought Balthazar and Jasper were overly protective of me because I was the youngest pack member, but I could damn well take care of myself.
Jasper fetched a soda from the fridge and leaned against the counter as he popped it open. He didn’t say anything, sipping the drink. I wanted to shout at him, demand he share everything about Mariska, but I bit my tongue.
After a minute, I glowered and turned, needing to get away from him.
“I think we can convince her to stay.”
I froze on the spot. My heartbeat thundered in my ears. Was he teasing me? Because if he was, that was an asshole move.
“Do you still want her as our Omega?” Jasper asked.
I slowly turned and leaned forward on the island counter facing him. Narrowing my eyes, I tried to discern if he was being mean or if he meant it. “I do.” My response was cautious, but there was no playful smirk or gotcha glint in his eyes. “What changed your mind?”
“Mariska. One date with that Omega, and now I fucking see why you and Bal are crazy for her.” Jasper sighed and moved to mirror me, putting his soda down to flatten his hands on the marble counter. “I grilled her today. Maybe not so kindly at one point, but she forgave me.”
Her scent on him said she more than forgave him. I clenched my jaw. I wasn’t angry with him or jealous. I’d been worried that Mariska might not get along with Jasper and he’d fuck things up, but the opposite had happened. I wanted to be with her so badly that…
