Page 38 of Small-Town Secrets
"I don't want to impose." Who knew how long we were even going to be staying with Aaron? I needed to find a permanent solution for my children, and even if I wanted that to behere, I couldn't count on it. No matter how nice Aaron was being to the twins, he'd already told me that he didn't want children.
"You're not imposing." Aaron gently set this dog down and got up from the couch. "I was the one who asked you to move in with me, wasn't I?"
"Yeah, and I still don't know why you did that." At first I'd suspected it was because he liked the idea of having an omega in the house. Unlike Gregory though, he wasn't expecting me to do all the chores around the house. He wasn't expecting me to put out, either. This arrangement came without any benefits to him and a lot of sexual frustration for me.
"I already told you what I'm getting out of it," he insisted. "I don't have to worry about you anymore."
"You want to see me safe," I repeated what he'd told me, the words still ringing clear in my memory. "Do you still feel that way after what I told you?"
"You mean about the heat inducers?"
“I manipulated you."
He shrugged. "I'm not going to say I wasn't shocked, but you were only a kid back then. I'm not going to hold it against you as long as you don't do it again."
"Don't worry. I'm past that." I exhaled, feeling a weight lifted off my chest. "I don't trap alphas with chemical help anymore."
"Good." Aaron took a step toward me and suddenly his pheromones surrounded me, drowning out my sense. "It would be a waste, anyway."
"A waste?" I stupidly repeated his words because it was difficult to think when the object of my desire was drawing ever closer. God, he smelled so good. Like pinewood, and alpha, and something dark and deep that I couldn't identify but that I wanted to roll around in for days.
"Yeah." He tipped my chin up with two fingers, making me look at him. "You don't need chemical help to attract alphas."
"I needed it to attract you." His mouth was so close to mine. I couldn't help staring. I remembered how heavenly those sensual lips felt on mine and I wanted to feel that again.
"Not anymore, you don't." The corner of Aaron's lips tugged up and then, finally, he kissed me. One of his thumbs stroked the scarred part of my cheek as he did so and I nearly moaned at the double-sensation. Aaron really didn't think I was disgusting, did he? At least not this part of me. I opened my mouth to him and met his tongue with mine. Desire washed over me like a tidal wave the moment our tongues touched. My cock was instantly hard. I wanted this alpha so bad I was almost trembling.
Even though I knew that getting involved with him would only complicate things.
"You don't have to sleep on the couch tonight if you don't want to," Aaron said as his lips left mine, his warm breath brushing my skin as he moved to kiss my temple. His deep voice laid itself over my senses like a warm blanket.
I knew that I should say no.
But I just didn't want to.
17
Aaron
It should have beenillegal how good Laurence felt in my arms, as if his body had been molded to fit mine perfectly. As soon as we closed the door to my bedroom, I shrugged out of my shirt and sweater and tossed them in a corner. I couldn't wait to feel Laurence's naked skin against mine.
I kissed him again and he rested his hands on my waist, pulling me closer. He was just as eager for this as I was. I could tell by the way his hardness pressed into my thigh, and by the needy sounds that escaped his lips when I pressed my leg against his groin. And the smell that came off him...God.
It was obscene how much I wanted to rip his clothes off his body, throw him on my bed and sink myself into him.
"Laurence..." I grunted his name, sliding one hand under the fabric of his sweater.
He shivered, his pupils blown as he gazed at me. He was putty in my hands, and how hot was that?
But then something in him snapped when I moved to rid him of his sweater.
"Don't," he hissed, pulling the fabric down again.
I stood before him unsure what to do. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing. I just..." Laurence wrapped his arms around himself.
"You don't have to sleep with me if you don't want to," I said, a sickening feeling in my stomach. "I didn't ask you to move in with me because I was expecting you to put out or anything. I'm never going to take advantage of you again."
