My Angel Baby

Chapter Twenty Five

*Sia*

No using pheromones.

What did he think I was made out of? I get why he would request that, but does he have any idea how hard that is to keep in check? Especially during the hottest sex I ever had? It was definitely going to be a challenge that's for sure. But if I wasn't allowed to use pheromones than neither was he.

"Alright." I start out slowly, carefully putting his mug in the dishwater next to mine. "But that goes for both ways. If I can't influence you with mine, then you can't do it to me. It wouldn't be fair."

I see him squirm again; a cute little movement he does that just wants to make me smile. He bites his lower lip and slightly nods. "Alright."

I couldn't help that smile grow on my face because he has no idea just how hard it was to hold back. I wonder if he ever has before. Leaning my hip against his sink, I cross my arms and face him.

"Have you ever held back your pheromones during sex before?" I couldn't help asking.

He mimics my stance but awkwardly. "No. But it wasn't like I had a choice in the matter before." He admits.

Which makes sense. Alphas endorse their scent to their partners to make the experience better. I hate to admit that sometimes Alphas use it to dominate the Omega, to submit and accept. Those types I could never stand, and I even asked Tristan about Axel on that. He blushed like a red cherry tomato, but I knew he was completely honest when he told me that he had been the one to influence Axel, not the other way around.

I didn't like hearing it, but I was grateful my cousin was so open and honest to a fault. It made me hate Axel less at least. I still wasn't completely warmed up to the guy and probably never will be because no one deserves Tristan in my opinion.. He was too good for any Alpha on the planet. But there was nothing I could do about it, and I was at least glad it was someone like Axel and not some other jerkwad like James.

A piece of shit who didn't even deserve to lay eyes on my cousin.

"It's hard to do. Especially when you're feeling it. You tend to lose focus and do it without even meaning too. We can try this whole no releasing pheromones, but I'll warn you right now, Cam, if you lose control I won't hold back."

I wanted him to understand that it wasn't as easy as he believes it to be. I see the pros and cons weighing in his mind as he puckers his lips in deep thought. His eyes moving back and forth thinking. Finally he stops and looks to me with a deep breath that told me what he was about to say was something that he didn't like, but he made a final decision anyways.

"Alright. I get what you're trying to tell me here. It's probably impossible, so how about the rule just changes that you don't immerse your pheromones onto me before the sex actually begins."

It wasn't really a question as it was a command. But I'll take it. We'll see how long he lasts with that idea stuck in his head. "Okay, only if you try your hardest to hold yours back. It isn't fair that I'm the only one who has to watch what he's doing."

Another deep sigh and he nods, holding out his hand. "Deal."

Grabbing his hand I don't shake it like he wanted. Instead I pull his body flushed against mine, lean my head down and capture his lips. If we were going to seal this deal we were going to do it right.

At first he resists me, more out of shock than anger of my boldness, but soon relaxes and allows the battle of our tongues to war with each other. I devour his kiss like it was the last thing I would ever taste. A tiny smirk sneaks out as his pheromones were already seeping from his body.

And that was just from a kiss.

There was no way the 'no pheromones' was going to work. And I didn't know if I had the heart to tell him about it right now or not. I was afraid if I told him he would take it as me being an ass and then he'll take back the whole arrangement. I was starting to understand and get to know him a whole lot better. And I wasn't going to lie to myself that I didn't want this to happen. I have been attracted to him since day one, I wasn't going to sugar coat it.

But I know he's been attracted to me as well.

He may fight it, deny it, lie about it all he wants. But the body never lies. His flushed cheeks, the skirting of the eyes, the small amounts of releasing of his pheromones were all the proof I needed he wanted me too. Hell, the fact he set up this deal was all the proof in the world. He could have asked anyone else. If he truly hated me as he keeps stating he does, he would have never allowed me to go near him.

And would have never done it twice or be so eager...be so responsive.

And fuck was he responsive. And I loved it move than I loved getting on his nerves just for the hell of it. Just because I loved watching his reactions. I slowly move away from him, watching his heavy lidded eyes slowly come back into focus. Once they do they widen just a bit before he steps back from me and clears his throat.

"Right. Well, it's late. You can sleep on the couch if you want. I'll...see you in the morning." With that he turns around and heads to his room.

I hear the door softly shut and nearly sag against the counter. Because unknown to him was the fact I held back as hard as I possibly could. He was getting to me, sinking right into all the layers of my skin and I wasn't so sure I wasn't able too or even strong enough to fight against it.

I just hoped I could hold up to our deal until I could convince him that the Alpha he's been searching for all his life was right here standing in his kitchen.