The Alpha's Addiction [BXB]

Chapter 37: Peace

When he finally, reluctantly pulls out of me he takes it upon himself to lick me clean of my own cum and slick. I watch, mouth agape, at how into it he is, moaning at my taste on his tongue.  He makes quick work of my inner thighs, my belly, running the wet muscle up and down my skin in a way that sends delightful shivers up my spine.

"What are you made of, to taste this sweet?" He licks his lips for any last missed drop.

I lightly smack his shoulder. "I am not a dessert!"

Treating my bodily fluids like they're a damn delicacy is something I will never understand about him.

"You might as well be," he wraps his arms around me, pulling me to him as I giggle. He peppers kisses all over the back of my neck and shoulders. "Even your skin is delicious," he growls, lightly grazing his canines against my nape.

I squirm against the tickle of it, unable to hold back more laughter. "You are a true beast!"

"Only for you," he flips us over, me now beneath him as he admires me on his side, stroking the curls out of my face with a smile, then kissing my nose. "I want to count every single freckle on you with my mouth."

My face heats at the compliments, the pure affection he has for me. He's truly the most wonderful mate in the world. I bring a hand to the side of his face, returning his smile before leaning up to press a kiss to his forehead. "Thank you for being so gentle with me,"

He raises an eyebrow. "Gentle? I don't recall being so when I fucked you just now,"

I smack him again. "Who knew you had such a dirty mouth! And yes, you were. You didn't even hit me," I praise, wanting to make him feel good about himself. He deserves it, for the mind blowing orgasm he just gave me.

His grin fades, entire expression changing in the blink of an eye. "Why would I strike my mate when I'm making love to him?"

"I-I didn't expect you to, not at all! It's just... some alphas lose their wits about them when desire takes over," I shrug, avoiding the intensity of his gaze. Why the fuck did I have to go and ruin the moment, saying something like that? It's like my mind was subconsciously comparing him to the past alphas that would hit me as they fucked me—that would do much worse than that.

He sits up, the air seeming to go cold around him. "Did the others... that you had relations with do that to you?"

No. No. Fuck. I don't want him thinking anything remotely close to that. He already knows I have a pup, he doesn't need to think I'm damaged beyond repair, too, from all the abuse. He can never find out. It's selfish, hiding from him how dirtied I actually am, but I can't help it. I want to keep him.

"No, nothing like that. I'd just heard stories from other omegas. My old pack wasn't particularly kind to us, being the weaker ones. T-that's why Oliver and I left," I offer, praying to the Moon Goddess I sound believable. It's half lie, but it kind of explains how Cyrus, Lonnie, and Xavier found us wandering in the forest. I haven't shared barely anything about my previous life to him, so at least I can give him this.

"They still hurt you, one way or another. You were wounded when I met you. They don't deserve to live, laying their hands on an omega. On mine."

I can't help but smile, teasing him with a quick kiss so that he chases after my lips in need of more. I put a finger to his mouth. "Calm down, you overprotective goose,"

"So I'm a beast, a goose, what's next? A chinchilla?"

"What the fuck is a chinchilla?" I deadpan, causing us to both burst out laughing after a few seconds of looking at each other in silence.