Page 56 of Retribution
I’m going to blame what I’m about to do on how wound up I am. Since my hand is still fisted in his hair, I pull him toward me and lick up the cum on his chin. I also lick his lips before kissing him hard.
Lucas gives me full access to his mouth, and I suck on his tongue to collect every drop of Oliver’s cum from it. Oliver pulls Lucas from me to kiss him as well and he makes a surprised sound before returning it.
“I feel left out,” Alesso grumbles.
“So sensitive,” I tease him, feeling loose and warm. “Come here and get your kiss for being a good boy and creaming your pants while watching. Can I see it?”
“Topolina…Yes,” he growls, standing and pulling his hand out to show the cum on it. His feet bring him to me as I’m caged between two large alphas. I don’t feel claustrophobic yet, because if I shoved Lucas back, I know that he’d move.
“Good boy,” I murmur, taking his hand to lick up his palm. “Now come take it back.”
Alesso finds himself enough space to be able to kiss me, and I moan at how slow and intense it is. He’s not in a hurry, he’s here for as long as he fucking wants.
When he finally pulls back, so does Lucas to give me space. Except, I miss him once he’s gone. How did that happen?
“How was that?” Lucas asks, his smirk smug.
“Really good,” I whisper, glancing at his pants that are tented. “It’s too bad you have to go to work and not touch yourself at all, isn’t it?”
Oliver’s body shakes as he laughs silently, and Lucas goes from smug to looking like I kicked his dog.
“That’s just mean,” he groans, watching as I stand.
“Them’s the breaks, baby,” I say. “Thank you for breakfast and a taste of dessert. I really need to go though.”
“Fine,” he sighs. “Have a good day.”
“It is now,” I confess, letting him walk me inside. He’s the only one who isn’t completely a mess after all.
I can’t see Grant anywhere and I try not to deflate as I leave. Lucas rubs his cheek against mine, marking me with his scent.
“Goodbye, my little omega,” he murmurs. “Stay out of trouble.”
“I’m offended,” I gasp before grinning. It feels nice to be able to give into a smile or two. My face seems to be set up to resting bitch mode more often than not.
Shaking his head, he stands at the door and watches as I walk to my car with my very wet crotch.
Wincing, I get into the vehicle and start it. Lucas watches until I’ve put on my seatbelt, put the SUV into drive and I’m in motion before moving a muscle. It’s a sign of taking care of what he considers his. My heart flip flops as I watch the road and drive through the gates, chewing on my lip.
This is too much too soon, right? The problem is that I don’t want to apply the hand brake, I want to see where it goes. If Lucas can find a way to deny my body a forced heat, then I’d feel better about things.
I look over my shoulder too often, worried that Ophelia will somehow find me. There’s such a small chance of it happening, but my anxiety is off the charts about the possibility.
I can’t go back.
Sighing, I take in how pretty Bargersville looks under the snow. Everything looks cleaner than it does in the city, quieter, and almost fae-like. It’s silly to think this, but this town fits Lucas. There’s a sense of community that I noticed while on my run. People were helping each other clear their driveways and salt them.
It’s not often that I get to see that.
Pulling into my driveway, I frown as I see a big, red haired alpha sitting on my front steps. Getting out quickly, I shake my head as I close the door and lock up before stomping up to him. It’s only as I get closer that I see that there are bags all around him.
I can see the brightly colored fabrics, and I don’t know how to feel about it.
“You found me,” I say, almost accusingly.
Damn alpha spy.
“You’re very observant,” he teases, standing. “It wasn’t hard once I put my mind to it. I won’t tell the guys. They can figure it out.”
