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Chapter Eighteen

Saylor

T he safe house has a long driveway, and it’s in what I would consider a rural area. From the outside, it has that lived-in or aged feel that could come off as dilapidated, but the interior is clean and well-kept.

It’s two stories, with a spacious back deck that leads to a fountain with a garden around it. Past that is the guest house, or what I’ve heard called a mother-in-law cottage.

The glass of the door that leads to the patio is cool against my fingers as I study the landscape. I’m not sure this place makes a great hideout, especially with the dual glass doors that lead to the deck, but maybe it’s the only thing they could secure on short notice.

Leo’s scent hits me at the same time I spot his reflection. His hands come to rest on my hips and slide around to my middle.

Seeing Shaw at the meeting with Amato was surreal. Knowing he and Leo were there was a huge relief, and I’m still a little dazed.

I shot someone.

A very deserving someone, but still. That feels like a big deal.

“There’s not much to eat outside of fruit and a bread and cheese platter the owner left to tide us over until tomorrow.” Leo soothes his hand over my middle. “But I know you’re still not sold on food, so I thought maybe you’d take a shower with me? Then I can show you the rooms, and we can pick one to close off to turn into a nest.”

My eyes meet his in our reflection, and I nod. “Yeah, I would love that. Are any of the beds king-size? I think we’re going to need that to fit all five of us.”

Leo chuckles. “We’ll check, but at least for tonight, us guys should take turns keeping watch. There’s a low possibility any of Amato’s remaining men or the facility will try to seek retribution, but I’d feel better knowing at least one person is always alert.”

“Agreed,” Valor says, coming into the living room. “And I’m wired. I’m happy to take the first shift.”

“I bloody well need a shower and a toothbrush,” Omen mutters, appearing next to Valor in the reflection.

“You can use one of the other showers and come keep me company while we keep first watch,” Valor says, sending comfort in the bond.

It’s so hard to tell exactly what each feeling means, but I think what’s coming through is reassurance that he accepts Leo and wants me to have one-on-one time with him. It makes my heart thump erratically. It’s a relief to see they’re all making an effort.

* * *

Leo’s mouth falls to mine as the warm water cascades over my skin. His fingers dig into my jaw and lower back as he guides the kiss, turning me into a melty puddle of omega. Having hot water to clean up in is nice, but hanging out in the shower almost feels wasteful after being in the facility. It doesn’t make any sense, and at the same time, it feels like I changed fundamentally on some level while I was locked up in that place.

“If the ceiling was a few feet taller, I’d lift you up, toss your knees over my shoulders, and lick your delicious pussy right here,” Leo says, nipping at my lower lip. “It’s unfortunate this place isn’t set up for that kind of thing.”

I grin and tease my finger down his abdomen. “As if you could hold me up like that, but it is a fun little fantasy.”

Leo growls, and his hand leaves my ass and lands again in a stinging slap that makes me groan. “Do you really think your beta is the only one who can toss you over his knee?”

My teeth dig into my lower lip.

I’ve never seen this side of Leo, but I like it.

Like a lot.

A whole bunch.

I am so here for him going all bossy alpha.

Who knew there were Daddy vibes hiding under his normally gentle demeanor?

The fingers of my left hand brush his happy trail as my right digs into his lower back. His eyes are hooded and dark with a look I never thought I would see on his face. This time, we don’t have Omen to egg us on, and I kinda wish Leo would just snap, pick me up, and slam inside me.

“I’m sturdier than I look,” I assure, gently testing the waters for how this might go.

Leo doesn’t disappoint.

He grips my shoulder and hip, spinning me around and shoving my front into the cool tiles. Pulling my hair over my shoulder, he gets close to my ear. “Ass back for me, pretty girl.”

My body complies without me even thinking through the instruction, and I end up grinding against Leo’s hard shaft.

I spread out my hands to give myself a little more leverage, and my tits bump against the tile with every ragged inhale of breath that I suck in.

Anticipation sizzles on my skin as I wait to find out what comes next.

Leo grazes his hand over the outside of my hip and down to my lower ass cheek. “It really didn’t have to be this way.” A thwack fills the air as he lands a stinging slap, followed quickly by another. His other hand loops around my front, and his fingers dip lower until they brush my sex. “You could have just told me how much you’d like to have your knees dangling over my shoulders, but you had to go and say something ridiculous.” His middle finger bumps my clit while his others tease my lower lips. It’s the perfect distraction as he peppers several more smacks on my slick backside.

The water amps up the sting, and my nipples tighten.

“Leo,” I groan, my face falling to rest against the tile.

“No more bullshit about your weight,” he growls, landing another aching slap.

“Okay, I’m sorry.” My clit pulses as he circles it, and I shove my hips back, desperate for more.

His sticky tip bounces against my butt cheek as he moves to tease my opening. “Already slick and dripping. Huh, sweet girl?”

“Yes.” I wiggle my hips, shimmying from side to side. “But I need more.”

Leo wraps around my back even more fully, and I tilt my face toward his. “Your heat is coming. It’ll be here any time.”

“Yeah,” I agree, wishing he’d kiss me.

Maybe he sees the yearning on my face because he stretches forward, capturing my lips.

His finger circles from my opening back to my clit, and the pressure makes me rock on my knees. He’s teasing—giving just a little but stealing it away before I get too close to the edge.

Leo’s cedar and pine scent gets thicker in the air, and it succeeds in ramping up my need for him. My slick ass grinds against his shaft, and I daydream about how incredible he’ll feel locked inside me all over again.

He pulls free of the kiss, trailing his facial hair over my cheek. Once he’s close to my ear, his warm breath fans over my skin, and he growls. “I’m going to need you to come all over my hand.” He chooses that exact moment to plunge two fingers into my dripping core.

An obscene moan slips from my lips, rattling around the aged bathroom. It’s so loud that my face heats.

Leo lets out a wicked growl in response that makes my core spasm and my nipples tighten. “My cock aches. All I can smell is your needy little pussy.”

Now that his fingers are inside me, he brushes my swollen nub with his palm. It’s incredible, but I’m equally obsessed with the way he feels wrapped around my back. Each and every one of his strong muscles seems to flex as he stretches his thick digits, working them in and out of my core.

“You know what I asked for,” Leo murmurs, studying my face. “Let me watch you fall apart.”

My eyes fall shut, and I focus on the pleasure building in my lower stomach. Another stinging smack lands on the outside of my ass cheek. It sizzles—some combination of pleasure and pain—but it’s how full I feel wrapped around Leo’s fingers that sends me over the edge.

“You’re so fucking beautiful, Saylor,” he growls, but I can’t see him. My fingers slide around the tile as my inner walls lock down. “That’s it, sweet girl. Gush for me.”

Euphoria rips through my system, and my legs shake, even as I bounce on my knees to ride out my orgasm.

“I love that you’re tall enough that I know I can do this,” Leo growls, pecking a kiss on my cheek. He pulls his hand free of my still-convulsing core and replaces it with his cock. I’m sure he must be squatting at least a little, but he’s right. Our height difference is much less noticeable than mine and Valor’s.

Leo bucks up inside me without any additional warning, and it almost stings as my body stretches to accommodate his girth. Something inside me transforms the discomfort to raging pleasure.

I moan, and a random string of begging spills from my lips.

“Shit.” He pulls out and slams back in. “My head is a foggy mess.”

I process his words and try to blink away the haze that has taken over my vision. I must not have been paying attention, because everything is foggy for me as well.

“Me too,” I admit. “I trust you.”

“Aww, fuck. I’m not sure you should.” Leo’s hold on my hip tightens, and he works his other hand around to cup my tender breast. “I’m not sure I trust myself.”

He’s so hard, and I’m so full.

His long fingers pinch my nipple as he continues working in and out of me.

Time seems to lose all meaning, and I know I’m not doing nearly enough to deserve this level of pleasure.

“You keep clenching like that, and this isn’t going to last very long,” he growls, bucking up into me even more violently.

Is that praise?

It sure feels like it.

My insides light up, and I work on grinding to meet his every stroke. I want him to be as mind-blown as I am by this experience.

My clit throbs, and with a little teasing, I’d be there so fast.

I’m all melty.

It seems like a lot of work to pull my hand from the wall to bring it between us, but I work my swollen nub.

“God, that’s good,” I sob. “You feel so good!”

Jeez.

I should be more coherent than this. It’s hard when I know what I want to say, but my brain takes a little too long to catch up.

Leo rakes his teeth over my shoulder, and my entire body pulses with heat as I shiver. “My teeth are aching, pretty girl.”

“Bite me!” It comes out as some combination of a plea, mixed with a demand.

He licks and sucks my skin, moving his other hand from my hip so he can tease both nipples.

“I’m so close,” I choke out, nodding against the tile. “More!”

“I will knot you all fucking night, but I want to get you into bed first. Come all over my cock, Saylor. Soak me in your slick and prove I’m yours.” His warm breath fans over my skin as he growls, and I work my clit even harder.

His shaft gets even harder and thicker, which sends me over the edge.

“Bite me, please…” I thrash, my entire chest falling against the wall when I fail to keep myself up.

My core tries to lock him in place as it searches for the knot it thinks should be in reach, but Leo doesn’t falter. He keeps flicking my nipples, even if his hands are trapped to the tile, and he thrusts in a way his crown teases my G-spot on each rabid buck of his hips against my ass.

Embarrassing sobs spill from my lips.

He slams into me a few more times and growls. I’m just coming down from my orgasm, and my eyes pop open at the exact moment Leo slides his teeth into the top of my shoulder.

It’s painful, but not more than I can manage. Next comes the momentary realization that I could deny the bond if I wanted to. It’s not like there are arrows in my mind pointing to yes or no or accept or decline , but I still understand the process.

My soul accepts the link, and Leo joins our bond. His desire and yearning fill the connection first, followed quickly by his happiness…and then comes shock. There’s no way to tell if he’s shocked that I accepted his claim or if he’s surprised he bit me, but I don’t get to focus on either for long.

His pleasure comes next, slamming into the link so violently that my eyes clench shut. It either reignites my orgasm or sends me tumbling headfirst into another.

I’m grateful Leo is in charge of keeping us both upright because my knees wobble, and my legs practically give up. He plasters his body to mine even more firmly, licking over the bite to clean and seal the wound.

I suck in sharp breaths of air as my body trembles. It’s hard to focus on anything outside of pleasure, but I’m happy and relieved. I just have one more alpha left to claim, and our pack will be complete.

Omen’s scent hits the bond, and it’s clear he knows what happened. His amusement tickles at my senses, followed quickly by Valor’s confusion.

Damn.

There’s a solid chance I was supposed to have a conversation with them before adding anyone to our bond, but they had to have known it was coming…right?