Page 55 of The Librarian and Her Alphas

“I won’t disappoint you. I promise you, babe,” he says eagerly. He lifts me out of the water and sets me gently onto the tiled floor as he grabs a towel. “Just give us a chance.”

Once I’m dry, he carries me into one of the bedrooms and lays me gently on the bed, grabbing a bottle of lotion and squirting some onto his hand.

He begins to rub it into my skin, massaging me as he does so.

I allow myself to relax into the mattress, grateful for all the pampering I’m receiving. My old pack never did anything like this for me, and the difference between the alphas is striking.

The smell of mango-peach lotion fills the air. Gunnar’s touch turns me on, and I can feel my pussy getting wet as his hands softly squeeze my thighs, making them jiggle while I lay on my back.

“I can smell your sweet pussy,” he growls, looking up at me. There’s a fire in his eyes that only makes me feel hotter. “Is my touch making you feel good, sweet girl?”

I nod, not breaking eye contact with him. “Yes.”

“Then why don’t you spread your legs and let me taste you again?”

Spreading my legs willingly for him while not in heat scares me that I still want him. Dipping his head between my thighs, he’s already licking me- his tongue on my pussy.

He licks around my opening, sucking on my clit before pushing two fingers inside me.

“Oh, Gunnar,” I cry out, grinding myself onto his hand so his fingers could go even deeper. He blows on my clit to heighten the sensation.

“You’re enjoying this too much, baby,” he growls excitedly. “You need me to make you cum. Don’t you, sweet Lena?”

“Yes!” I cry, arching my back when he curls his fingers up and hits my G-spot, making me see stars. “I need it. I need it so bad.”

“You need it, huh? Well then, I guess I’d better give it to you.”

He lowers his head and sucks my clit with his mouth, his fingers pumping into me furiously as he drives me closer and closer to orgasm. It doesn’t take me long until I shatter, coming hard on his hand and screaming his name. He draws my orgasm out, continuing to lick and suck my clit while he fingers me until I can’t take it anymore and push his head away.

“No more,” I beg. “It’s too much.”

“Mmm, but you taste so delicious. I want every drop.”

I watch him suck my juices off his fingers through half-lidded eyes, relaxed and sleepy from being thoroughly fucked and cared for. He smiles when he’s done, rebandaging my ankle and draping a comforter over my naked body.

“Sleep now, love,” he murmurs, kissing my forehead. “We’ll all be here when you wake up.”

CHAPTER18

Damon

“Is she asleep?” I ask Gunnar as he steps into the living room, dressed in fresh clothes.

“Yes,” Gunnar replies, flopping onto the couch and staring at the television screen beside me.

An action movie plays, but I’m not focused on it.

I’m preoccupied with thoughts of Lena and the stranger she encountered in her apartment this morning. I have a bad feeling about it, which only intensified when we heard that strange noise at the door earlier. It could be a coincidence, but I rarely believe in those.

“Did you find anything outside?”

I shake my head. “No, I didn’t. But I really believe someone was here trying to break in.”

“But I checked the perimeter when we got home, and you did too. I don’t understand how they could have gotten in when the gate to the property is access-controlled, and so is the front door,” says Gunnar.

“If someone did follow us in, they must have been very sneaky. There’s no other explanation.”

“I don’t like it,” Gunnar says, rubbing his chin in thought. “I promised Lena she’d be safe here. I think we should search the perimeter again. If any intruders are idiotic enough to stick around, we might be able to catch them.”

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