Page 30 of The Alpha's Weakness
It doesn’t take long before I come again, and then a third time. After that, things get hazy. I pass out right after my fourth orgasm, and when I wake up, hours have gone by, and it’s dark out.
“Hey,” Camden says, brushing my hair out of my face.
“Oh, my god,” I groan.
He smiles at me. “Need to come again?”
I blink at him. I wouldn’t have thought that was possible, but I can still feel the mating heat, and it’s even stronger now.
“Uh-huh,” I moan.
He clears his throat. “Soon, but first, you need to eat, and we need to talk.”
He grabs my hand, and I tug the sheet off the bed, wrapping it around my body as we make our way to the kitchen.
I raise my eyebrows at Camden when I see the candles lit all around the house.
“I wanted to make it special and do something nice for you,” he says, looking a little uncertain.
I smile. “It’s perfect.”
He relaxes. “Good. I made us steaks,” he says, moving to the oven and pulling out a cast-iron pan.
My stomach growls. “It smells delicious.”
I sit at the table, wrapping the sheet tighter around my body. Camden fixes our plates and sets mine in front of me.
“This looks great. Thanks.” I smile at his thoughtfulness when I see he’s cut up my steak for me. I take a bite. “Oh my god,” I groan. “You’re so much better in the kitchen than I am.”
“Really?”
I laugh. “Oh, yeah. Adeline has all the talent in that department. I’m a disaster.”
“I can teach you if you want. Or I’ll cook for us. I don’t mind.”
He shifts in his seat, and I know he’s feeling the mating heat hard right now. It’s written all over his face. My nipples pebble against the bedsheet, and I squirm in my seat.
“Mate… Holly, do you want this? Do you want to be with me?” he blurts.
“I—”
“I messed up when we first met. I handled things wrong, and I’m so sorry. I’ll spend every day for the rest of my life making it up to you,” he promises.
I know he means it. This man would do anything for me. It’s such a strange feeling to realize that. I’ve spent my whole life thinking I was unlovable, that I wasn’t worth the effort, but here’s this hot man, begging me for the chance to worship me, to make sure that I have everything I need and want.
“Cam—”
“I need you to give me a chance.”
I huff out a laugh. “Camden!”
He swallows hard, looking nervous.
“I want you. I want this.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yeah, I’m sure, but if you ever do something like that again, I’ll get a job on a cruise ship so freaking fast,” I warn.
