Page 121 of The Alpha and the Baker
To be quite honest, I had no idea what I wanted to say. All I knew was that he crooked his fingers justso,hitting my G-spot with uncanny accuracy while also increasing the way his tongue moved across that sensitive bundle of nerves. It was an all-out assault of pleasure, and for a moment I couldn’t breathe, couldn’tthink.
And then I was climaxing.
“Cas, fuck! OhGod!” That was about the last coherent syllable I got out of my mouth before it was just a keening cry. I gripped his hand and hair even harder, my hips moving of their own accord.
Cas didn’t relent for my entire orgasm. He kept me going through it, prolonging it, until finally, I eased out of the deluge of bliss and edged into overstimulation.
He eased off at my hiss of discomfort, and when he stood, I collapsed against him, breathing hard. I felt like I had just run a marathon and then had all the bones removed from my body, leaving just flesh that was exhausted from the sheer ecstasy.
“There you are. Easy, sweetheart, just breathe for me.”
My eyes slid closed as I listened to his words and felt his heartbeat against my chest. A steady, comforting sound, even if it was a bit faster than normal. Not exactly shocking considering the circumstances. Like usual, I could feel sleepiness trying to creep in, fueled by the powerful contentment running through all my limbs, but I didn’t let it settle. No, although my body was flooded with all sorts of happy chemicals, my mind—and I liked to think my soul—wantedmore.
Granted, when didn’t I want more with Cas?
“Catch your breath for me. That was perfect. You came so prettily for me, didn’t you? I knew you would.”
His tone made my heart ache and celebrate at the same time. The emotions I could pick up through his words was borderline overwhelming, and yet I wouldn’t change a thing about it. Thefondness, the pride, the love, the certainty. It was all so much in a way I never, ever, wanted to be without for the rest of my life.
No, even after only a couple months of dating, I was absolutely certain that I wanted to grow old, wrinkled, and covered with fur with the man standing in front of me. I didn’t want to throw around the wordfated—I’d learned that had alotof cultural significance for shifters—but in my heart that felt true. It feltright.
Or maybe I was just really in my feelings after coming so hard my eyes would have been crossed were they open.
If there was one thing I knew with absolute certainty, it was that I loved Cas from the top of my head to the very soles of my feet. I loved him with an intensity I didn’t know I was capable of.
A bit more centered, I raised my head and locked gazes with my boyfriend. That word didn’t seem powerful enough for what was between us. As usual, his bright green eyes were as blazing as they were soft, drawing me in just like they had that first day when he’d rushed into my shop. But this time, instead of the casual intrigue of bantering with a stranger, I saw somuchreflected in his gaze. I would always admire that about Cas. His ability to handle so much responsibility and remain a figurehead for his entire pack, but still feel so much and communicate his emotions.
Strong, silent types weren’t really my type. No, I liked anxiety-ridden farm boys with a heart of gold and a sense of duty that would bring an army to its knees.
Naturally, with so much staring back at me from those pools of shining green, all that sleepiness fled my body, and Ihadto kiss him.
So, I did.
He still tasted of me—salty, slightly tangy, a flavor I was plenty familiar with, and yet it made the fire that had banked within me blaze right back to life with an intensity I hadn’tanticipated. I kissed him even harder than I had before, clinging to him, demanding, and I didn’t mistake the pleased rumble that escaped his chest. I couldn’t hear all the subharmonics that he and his pack members communicated with, but I could definitely hearthat.
I couldn’t say how long we stayed like that, because when we were together, time became irrelevant. Our mouths moved together, our hands gripped each other, and my legs once wrapped around his hips, coaxing him closer. I wanted to feel the heat of him right against my wet core, have him nearly burn me with his incredible shifter heat.
“I want you,” I said, my lips so close to his as I spoke that we were practically kissing again.
“You have me.” He cupped my face, his rough thumbs gently stroking my cheeks. It never ceased to amaze me how he could eat me out like an animal, fuck me rough and hard with no mercy—not that I wanted mercy—but also be so incredibly sweet and soft with me. It was like he saw me as a whole person and wanted to take care of every aspect of Felicia, not just the convenient parts.
How did I ever get so lucky?
I didn’t know, but I didn’t question it. I squeezed my thighs around him, enjoying the slight hiss he let out.
“I want youinsideme, Cas.”
“Your wish is my command.”
I didn’t know how he always had the perfect thing to say when so often he turned my brain to soup, but I didn’t let my thoughts linger on that too long. Maybe I could ask him later, when I wasn’t nearly feral for him to fill me.
Cas took a step back, then picked me up again. I thought he was going to carry me to the bedroom this time, but no. He set me down on the ground, making sure that I was steady, then turned me around.
“Cas?” I asked, my mind lagging two steps behind.
“Shhh,” he urged, then one of his hands was on my back, bending me over the counter.Oh.“Just giving you what you asked for so prettily, sweetheart.”
Fuck, that wasunfair.
