Page 17 of Welcome to Bone Town

“Please,” he says, all breathy. His dark eyes drop to my lips.

I trail my fingers over his abs. They’re so defined, not at all what I’d expect from a scientist like him. But I’ve got a feeling there’s a lot about Archer that might surprise me, and I want to know all of it.

He leans in, and I can smell the subtle hint of mint on his breath, like he just brushed his teeth. Did he do that for me? I can picture the nervous beta brushing his teeth before he came to ask me to keep him company, quietly hoping I might give him what he wants.

“I can’t hook up with people while I’m working,” I whisper, barely holding myself back. I really shouldn’t be doing this. But I already know I’m going to kiss him. I don’t know where my initial resolve went, but it’s nowhere in sight right now.

“Oh, yeah, okay…. so…you’re not going to kiss me?” He tries to pull away again, but this time, I slide my hands around his back and lock him in place.

“Oh, no. I’m going to kiss you.” I rub my palm up between his shoulder blades, plastering his chest against mine, so close he has to arch back to look at me. “But I’monlygoing to kiss you. That’s it. Understand? Nothing more while we’re working together. And it stays our little secret.”

I know I need to keep that semblance of control or I’m a goner. It’s probably already too late, but I’ve got to try. I don’t want to get a reputation for fucking around on the job. But now that my hands are on him, I know this isn’t just fucking around. This is right where I’m meant to be, but I can be patient.

As long as I get a little taste to tide me over until the job is done.

With an eager nod, Archer’s lips part, giving me his full consent.

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I’m kissingBear!I can’t believe this is actually happening. The alpha I’ve been dreaming about for days is sucking the life out of me. He said only a kiss, but the way he’s devouring me is so dirty I almost come in my pants the moment his tongue sweeps inside my mouth.

My cock is painfully hard, pushing against the zipper of my jeans, and I have to reach between us to adjust myself. Maybe I’m trying to tempt him, because I don’t bother being discreet as I slip one hand into my pants and lift my cock, tucking it into the waistband of my boxers.

He groans as my knuckles brush against him, his hips subtly pushing closer, seeking contact. Once situated, I turn my full attention back to kissing him, weaving my arms around him to eliminate the miniscule space between our bodies. Needing to feel his massive form pressed against mine.

He’s not the only one who doesn’t fool around withcoworkers, even temporary ones. It isn’t that it’s not allowed—the powers that be aren’t dumb enough to think they can force people to shack up in the middle of nowhere for weeks and not expect something to happen. It’s just never happened tome.

Bear’s been super flirty with me lately, and I’d hoped maybe he might be interested, but I neverreallythought he would be. He’s so far out of my league.

I’m not an alpha or an omega like my siblings. I’m smart, but not particularly noteworthy. Nerdy and awkward, and I know it. Most people overlook me, and I’ve learned to avoid them right back. It’s easier that way. Less potential for conflict, less hurt.

But something about this alpha draws me in like the electronegativity of an atom seeking more electrons. My curiosity is relentless, pushing me to break out of my comfort zone, even if there’s a chance I may get burned.

“Mine,” he growls against my lips before cupping my face with his palms and devouring me again.

Silently, I echo the sentiment. It’s illogical. He’s not mine. He’s little more than a stranger. That kind of possessiveness is for alphas and omegas, not a beta like me. Butfuuuuck!

He nips my bottom lip, then soothes the ache by sucking it. My knees go weak. All coherent thought goes out the window. I grind against him, needing friction, and he gives it to me. This is escalating quickly, but I can’t find it in me to care about propriety at this moment.

Strong hands trail down my back to my ass. He squeezes and kneads, driving my hips in waves so my cock rubs against his body. It almost hurts with the coarsefabric of my jeans in the way, but pleasure quickly overtakes pain. I groan deep in my throat.

“That’s it, baby. You gonna come just from grinding your cock against your alpha?” he whispers before sucking on my earlobe.

With how he’s leaning back against the table, his legs stretched out on either side of me, his cock is right against mine, and I can feel the heat of him even through our clothes. His kiss grows hungrier as he rubs against me.

There’s a rumbling in his chest that’s almost… maybe… a purr. I’ve never had an alpha purr for me before. My fathers didn’t even purr for me as a child.

The sound is soothing and invigorating at the same time. It vibrates through his whole body, setting me on edge in the most exquisite way. Tingles race across my skin, my muscles tense and spasm, the telltale zing starting at the base of my spine.

“I have half a mind to drag this out, make you wait to finish until you’re begging for release.” Bear growls low into my ear.

He wants me to beg? I have no problem with begging. “Please please please, Bear.” The words are a low whine, and he chuckles against my neck.

“It sounds so pretty when you beg, baby.” Suddenly, his hand spears into my hair, gripping it tight to yank my head back, exposing my neck. Sharp teeth rake down my throat to the juncture where my neck meets my shoulder, and Bear lightly takes a pinch of flesh and sucks. Hard. His bite isn’t enough to break skin, but it’s enough to send me over the edge.

“Fuck! I…I’m…” That’s all I get out before I’m coming, coming harder than I’ve ever come before. In my pants. From dry humping the hot security alpha.

It feels like it takes forever for my cock to finish spending my cum. Panting, I gasp for breath, and he pulls back, his gaze heavy on me.

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