Page 42 of Knotty, Nice, & Holiday Lights
Then, he’s repositioning me onto my back, spinning and sliding me gently until my head is on the pillows, spreading my thighs, and he puts his weight on me, his stomach pressed against my hips. He hovers above me, elbows on either side of my shoulders, and dips down to claim my mouth.
My cramps ease as he slowly works his lips and tongue, like he’s making love to my mouth, and I am loving every second, slick gushing in anticipation, whine building again. And that’s when he rises back on his elbows and moves up my body enoughthat his hard cock nudges my entrance. I spread my legs as far as I can, inviting Will inside my body. His blue eyes never leave mine, the contact so intimate I can’t breathe until he slides inside of me, slow and deliberate. I cry out in pleasure at the sliding, the rubbing, and his groan turns into the sweetest purr I’ve ever heard or felt.
When he’s all the way inside me, it’s like I’ve found my place in this world. His expression is so reverent, tears of joy sting my eyes before he pulls out then snaps his hips to bottom out inside my core, making me moan, tears seeping down my face.
He doesn’t fuck me like a rutting Alpha, hellbent on getting his pleasure. He makes slow, sweet love to my needy form, keeping his purring chest connected with my body at all times, whispering loving words and praise, and always, our gazes are locked.
The first time I come, the room goes white, my screams too loud, pussy choking his dick so hard his hisses.
But he doesn’t stop.
My virgin Alpha keeps making love to me until the pleasure is too much, the connection so deep I don’t know if I can take it anymore.
And that’s when he says, “I will love you forever.”
We come together, crying out. I pull him to me in a tight embrace, breaking our eye-contact for the first time since we started making love. As his cock inflates, locking us together, his purr grows even stronger.
The tears flow from my eyes like rivers as I kiss Will’s neck over and over before I say the words my heart has longed to say to him.
“I love you, Will.” Another kiss, this time to his chiseled jaw. “You’re stuck with me now.”
There’s a chuckle that makes us bounce on the mattress before he mumbles against my shoulder, “That’s the best news I’ve heard in my entire life.”
Chapter Thirty
For a meeting that ended in me no longer having representation, it certainly lasted forever.
Sandra reminisced quite a bit about the “old days” and how things have changed in Hollywood. And while she did apologize for having to let me go, she showed how much she cared about my future.
First, she suggested that, if I wasn’t interested in being on camera any longer, I should take on voice acting as a full-time gig. And then, she gave me a small stack of business cards, like the old school Hollywood agent she is, and told me that all of the agents on those cards would gladly represent me as a voice actor.
We stayed and drank a bit at the hotel bar a while, and once I’d sobered enough to not trip over my feet on the walk home, we parted ways as old friends.
I will miss her.
But once I pass through the hotel doors and into the cold, I remember to check my silenced phone, finding several messages from Will.
Will
Something’s wrong with Izzy
You there?
I don’t know if I need to call an ambulance
My heart nearly stops beating, then kicks into overdrive, and I’m running back to Izzy, dress shoes, peacoat and all, calling Will’s phone over and over as I move and getting no answer.
If he had to take her to hospital, which would they go to? There are none in Crescent Lake, so it would be in a surrounding city. Would Will have the forethought to leave me a note? Why wouldn’t he just text me the location? And why isn’t he answering his phone?
At the door to the B&B, I swing it open and am about to call out to Izzy and Will when a glorious scent invades my senses. It’s faint here at the bottom of the stairs, but it trails upward toward Izzy’s room, and so I follow it.
Outside her door, the scents mingling there seep from the gaps into the corridor. They’re so strong they have to still be in there, and I know instantly what’s happened, like instinct barking in my head.
Part of me longs to enter the room, join them, an ache in my heart growing so strong I grasp at it over my coat. But the other part of me, the part that’s Will’s pack brother, knows that this is his time with Izzy. He’s been waiting for her his whole life, and I…
I frown, turning from her door and quietly making my way to mine down and across the corridor.
Later, when I’m in bed in the dark, sleep will not come for me, the mingling scents of blossoms and vanilla haunting me, making my cock stand tall beneath the covers, and pissing me off. If only I could sleep, then tomorrow would arrive and I could busy myself with something to take my mind off what Izzy and Will have done tonight.
