Page 59 of Rugged Hearts: Part One
Swallowing down the emotions she’s bringing up in me. Her words mean more than I probably could say. “Thank you, Baby Girl, I know now it’s not a reflection on me what she said but of her. It took a lot of therapy sessions to get that through my thick skull. I’m glad you enjoy what I make. It was the first love in my life. Now it comes second to the biggest love I could have.”
She’s frozen. I really did mean to wait for her to say it first. “I love you, Thea. I’m sorry I let my past hold me back in any way. Ijust wanted to enjoy being with you without sex in the way. A small part of me worried that if we had sex somehow moments like this, cuddling in bed, talking, you visiting me at my workshop randomly to bring me snack, would go away.” She goes to say something but I barrel on, “I know it’s a little irrational to worry about that especially when we’re bonded.”
She sits up and moves so she is now firmly sitting on my lap. Just being surrounded by her scent in bed usually has me half hard. And with her on top like this, I’m fully turned on. She no doubt feels it, but chooses to ignore it as she says, “You’re right it’s irrational, but I’m definitely not one to judge when it comes to thinking rationally. Especially when it comes to our emotional wounds. We are bonded and you’re stuck with me whether you like it or not.” She moves her hips so slightly it could almost seem accidental but that little gleam in her eye tells me otherwise as she leans down so we’re face to face. “All those moments and more won’t ever stop because I love you too teddy bear.” She voices before kissing me hard as if she’s pouring everything she said into this kiss to ensure her point gets across.
I return her kiss with just as much passion, one hand holding her tightly while my other cradles her head. My fingers pull lightly on her hair, making her gasp. Taking the opportunity, my tongue enters her mouth teasing hers. She rocks her hips against me, chasing that friction. Flipping us so she’s on her back and not breaking our kiss, my hand that was holding her to me moves around to the front and under her shirt. When I lightly pinch her nipple she’s moaning into me. Breaking our kiss, I pepper light ones along her jaw until I reach my mark and I suck on it hard, making her body shake. “Keelan…please,” she begs.
“Please what?”
“More, please.”
Granting her request, I move down her body slowly, pushing up her shirt so I can suck on her big tits. She’s so vocal. My cock is leaking so much just from the sounds she makes. Teasing her some more with light bites to her nipple, I move to the other onewhen I see Parker’s mark on her. Trailing my hand down in between her legs, I find that she’s already soaked. My fingers are circling her clit, teasing it but not touching directly as I suck and bite her nipple. “Fuck, Keelan please,” she begs. She’s so on edge, next time I’ll properly edge her but this time I want to taste what’s mine.
Moving down her luscious body, I leave lingering kisses along her soft stomach until I get to her wet pussy. My first taste of her and she’s the sweetest Gods damn thing on this planet. I feel my inner alpha taking over as I eat her out like a starved man, my tongue swirling and sucking her clit as two of my fingers slowly pump in and out of her. Her thighs are shaking on either side of me. She’s close. I don’t let up, this time adding a third finger. I need to stretch her a bit to take me, but not before she’s coming on my face. “Keelan, fuck, fuck, don’t—” She cuts off with a moan as she’s coming, flooding my mouth with more of her slick. Her body is still shaking lightly as she comes down from her orgasm. I keep my fingers in her slowly moving in and out, but I lean up and kiss her deeply. Breaking apart we’re both a little breathless.
I sit up and push my sweats down, finally freeing my cock. “Holy shit! That is not real,” she exclaims.
I look at her and see her looking at my dick so I look at it to make sure nothing’s wrong. Which it isn’t, then I’m laughing so hard I nearly fall over.
“I’m not kidding Keelan. I can’t believe dicks like that exist outside of romance books. It’s too much, girth is great and all but there’s a limit I can take.” She sounds worried.
I’m still laughing. “Baby Girl, you’ve already taken me and my knot too if you don’t remember. It’s going to fit, you’re my bonded omega, and on top of that, my scent match. We were literally made for each other.” I kiss her lightly.
“I can’t believe that fit,” she mutters more to herself.
I know it’ll fit but if she is genuinely worried I don’t want to pressure her. “If you want to wait we can. We don’t have to do everything tonight.” I try to reassure her.
A resolve enters her eyes as she says, “No, like you said we were made for each other. But maybe go slow?”
“Of course.” I give her one last kiss as I line up with her pussy. Slowly entering her feels almost painful. She’s still so tight. I keep my eyes on her. She’s nodding her head for me to keep going, until I’m fully inside except for my growing knot. “You okay Baby Girl?”
“Yeah, it’s a lot but it doesn’t hurt.”
“That’s good, I’ll go slow until you say otherwise, okay?” She nods. I move slowly in and out of her, admiring the way she’s spread out below me. Even with her curves and stomach she is so small underneath me. I just want to hold her close forever.
“Faster,” she says to which I oblige. Fuck she feels amazing, I don’t think I can last long. “More, more,” she starts calling out. Then I feel it pain down the bond. What the fuck? Did I hurt her? I pull out quickly, there’s no physical sign of injury. “Thea, Baby Girl, talk to me. What hurts?”
“More,” she says but her hands go to her lower abdomen. Another wave of pain and she cries out. Shit, is this a heat wave? I feel her forehead—she’s burning up. I don’t know what to do. Pulling up my sweats and wrapping her loosely in the sheet, I carry her out of my room, yelling at the top of my lungs, “LIAM, GET OUT HERE NOW.”
Nearly everyone in the pack comes out of their rooms and I hear someone coming up the stairs. It’s only Micah. Liam’s room is at the far end of this floor but he’s running to where I am.
“What happened?” he asks in a rush.
“We were having sex and I think another mini heat came on. She kept asking for more and then I felt pain in the bond.” I hear some muffled curses behind me from the others but I tune them out.
“Bring her upstairs, pack bedroom—no, the tub. We need to get her in an ice bath. Her temp could be too high to try a knot.” He looks behind me, ordering, “Eli, Jake, go to the deep freezer inthe storage room downstairs, I put a bunch of bags of ice in there. Get them and bring them up to the third floor.”
I’m already heading up the stairs before he’s finished, hearing him and whoever else trailing behind me. Fuck, I should’ve waited until after her heat for this. Tears are slowly leaking from her eyes, which are now shut as the waves of pain increase. Taking the sheet off as I place her in the tub, I look over and see Parker turning the faucets on. He has to be feeling her pain as well since he looks pale.
“Move Keelan,” Liam barks. An instinctive growl comes out of me before I can push it down. Liam has an unimpressed look on his face as he waits impatiently for me to move. Making a snap decision, I step into the tub. The water is cold but not unbearable. This thing is made for packs, and five or six of us could be in here at once. I sit on the edge closest to the wall where there’s space for supplies to go. I pull her to me so she’s resting against my legs.
No one says anything as we wait for Eli and Jake to get up here. Everyone else is here, even Micah is here hovering like the mother hen he is. He may be an ass but he’s ours and he’d do anything for our pack. Maybe this means he’s finally come around and figured out his bullshit.
Eli and Jake run into the room both carrying four bags of ice each. “Does she really need all that?” Parker asks softly.
“Yes, her temp is 106. It’s way too high for something like a mini heat. We need to cool her down fast,” Liam explains. Everyone except me takes a bag, ripping it open and pouring it into the tub. The cold is prickling at my legs but I ignore it. She needs to be okay. It’s so quiet. The only noise is the water moving slightly and Liam repeatedly checking her temp.
“It’s not helping like it should,” he says under his breath but I catch it.