I moan each time my alpha bottoms out, chanting his name in the same rhythm as I look at him over my shoulder.
Big. Fucking. Mistake.
My cock somehow grows harder as the first wave of my climax rolls through me, a thick rope of cum hitting my abs as I take in the sight of my mate.
He’s so goddamn beautiful.
Hair up in a bun but the loose pieces are curling a little because of the steam, his face flushed right over his scruff from the heat and exertion. Drops of water sliding down his pecs, glistening in his chest hair, rolling in and out of every ridge and groove of those big, defined muscles as his abs flex and contract with each pump of those slim hips. Bentley is still gripping my left hip but he’s holding onto the curtain rod with the other, his biceps tense, the veins in his forearm popping while his fist clenches around the thin, metal rod. His eyes are fixed on where we’re joined, watching intently as his cock slides inside my ass, as his knot pushes through that tight ring of muscle with ease. My alpha’s expression is predatory and possessive, it’s hungry, and when he catches me watching him, it turns into something else entirely.
“Fucking love you, my omega.” He starts slamming into me at a brutal pace, my entire body jolting forward, my cumexploding from my cock in never ending streams each time I push my ass back against him.
“Love… You… Alpha!” I scream out as my body tenses, as more cum than I knew I could produce covers my belly and the black shower curtain I’m hanging onto for dear life. I practically start to sob when I see Bentley’s orgasm rip through him, as he throws his head back and roars out his release, as his cum fills me so full it spills down over his knot and pours down my thighs.
“Good god,” my alpha says breathlessly as he lets go of my hip and starts rubbing my lower back. “Holy shit, Tav.”
All I can do is nod, and I barely manage that.
My entire body feels like it’s locked up, the only movements are involuntary ones as the aftershocks of my orgasm rack every inch of it, singeing each nerve ending as it burns right down to my bones.
Bentley lets go of the shower curtain rod as I drop my chin to my chest, trying like hell to catch my breath as he works his fingers up and down my spine before slowly lowering my right foot to the bottom of the tub. “You okay, baby?”
I nod again and force the words out so my alpha doesn’t worry. “I’m fabulous.”
“Fabulous?” he asks skeptically. “I don’t think I’ve ever heard you use that word before.”
“I am.” I shudder as his softening cock slips from my ass, and my legs begin to shake as Bentley gently helps me straighten to standing. “Fabulous. Phenomenal. Fucking euphoric. I’m all of the above and then some.”
My alpha gives me a slightly worried look as I cautiously turn to face him, pulling my body against his when he sees my knees wobble. “You’re sure?”
“Mhm,” I mumble as I press my face against his chest, rubbing my cheek over his pec hard as I hug my alpha tightly. “I’m perfect, Bent. I have to shower again because I got cumall over the shower curtain and I don’t like cleaning it unless I can clean myself right after, but I’m absolutely goddamn perfect thanks to your magical dick andfabulousability to fuck the soul right out of my body before pounding it back in again.”
I smile against his soft, smooth, chopped wood scented skin as Bentley barks out a laugh.
I might have the overall warmth of a crater on the moon, and the general disposition of a rabid wolverine, but making this man smile or laugh has become one of my favorite things in the entire world.
Bentleyismy favorite thing, my one and only favorite human since Floyd and Bella make that list, too, and there is nothing on earth or in hell that is going to change that.
Nothing at all, and I’d love to meet the creature stupid enough to try.
CHAPTER 19
Bentley
Two weeks later
“Tav,”I say tentatively.
My omega has been very clingy since the attack. That’s not to say he shouldn’t be, and I can work from anywhere so it’s not an issue, but I have to go somewhere alone and he’s not going to like it.
Of course, I’m not above suggesting he come with me. He just may freak the fuck out about it.
“Yeah?” he asks. Tav is currently scrubbing the wood floors on his hands and knees. I know better than to mess with the chaotic cleaning energy, so I won’t suggest any other way to do this.
I almost lost a finger the last time I did.
“I need to go out for a few hours,” I say slowly. “My dad is in town and wants to go to lunch. Would you like to come?”
“Your dad?!” Tav squeals, eyes widening as his knee slips on the wet floor.