Sugar Coated

38

Delaney Linwood

    Andres sat quietly on my bed while I packed my things. He kept Em's sweater in his hand the whole time and I was half upset that my plan to keep the clothes for an excuse to come see them again had been a bust. I still have his pants though. They were somewhere buried under the duvet on the bed and I was grateful Andres didn't go hunting for them.

    I couldn't stop myself from looking back at him where he was sitting. He caught the look again of course, like he'd caught the other 500 that I couldn't stop flicking his way.

    The surprised expression had disappeared, slowly morphing into a wicked smile that did the wildest things to me. I rubbed the sleeve of the cotton sweater against my cheek, trying not to get too flustered with him in my room doing something as inane as sitting on my bed.

    I glanced again and yanked my attention back as soon as he caught me.

    "Wanna take a break, Doll?" The rustle of my sheets got my attention more than the question.

    He'd leaned back, his arms out behind him, his hands pushing into the pile of bedding until they nearly disappeared.

    "I think we'd been discussing your thighs around my head earlier and you've done a very good job doing exactly what Jax told you to do...our alpha will be very proud of you too I'm sure."

    My attention shot to his face and I nearly fumbled the bra in my hand before I set it on the dresser in front of me with all of my other neatly folded clothes. Andres' smile was wolfish.

    "Take one step towards me and I'll throw you down on your bed and make you come all over my mouth," He pushed back off of the hands behind him until he was just barely on the bed at all, waiting for the second I give him the opportunity to strike.

    "You promise?" Of all the men I'd slept with, I hadn't brought any of them home. But, Andres was different. Jax was different. Em was different.

    "It's a promise, Doll."

    I took more than a step, and Andres caught me around the waist just like I knew he would. He tossed me and I bounced on the bed once before he was on top of me.

    He'd brought the sweater with him, and it landed to the right of my face, bundled in his hand before he noticed it too. He stared at it for a beat before turning a mischievous smile to me, "Want to make Em absolutely green with envy so you can see just how bad of a thief the little Omega is? So you'll know you have nothing to worry about?"

    I jerked out a nod.

    "You're perfect," the compliment rolled off his tongue at the same second his eyes softened. He tucked the sweater into the crook of my neck, "Hold onto this."

    His hands left the sweater behind and leaned back onto his haunches to survey me. In a flash, his hands were at my hips gripping the top of the harem pants I'd put on today and tugging them down my legs along with my underwear. I was only mildly disappointed that he didn't get a good look at the pretty lacy ones I finally had enough reason to wear.

    They bunched around my ankles, "Completely off? Or do you want to be naughty today, Doll? Want to walk back into that pack house smelling like we've fucked," He dropped onto my body again digging his fingers into my butt to pull me flush against him until I could feel his cock pressing against my stomach through his jeans. "Em's already planning to have you in his nest tonight, so he'll fuck the jealousy out of his system. Not sure if either Jax or I will be allowed to join though, since he's still mad at us over letting you leave."

    Andres' hand was tangled in my pants and he twisted the fabric around once, tightening my legs together. When I didn't answer him he pushed off of me, "We're fucking with them on, and you're going to be a good girl and hold them for me." He hiked my bound legs up until he could wrap my hand in the fabric. "Keep them tight, understand?"