Berlin
It felt as if we drove for hours with how many thoughts went through my mind, even if it was in reality only a couple of minutes. I kept my eyes closed and my hands in my lap comfortably, attempting to tune Osias's intimidating presence out in the background. No matter how much I wanted to, I couldn't go against the will of my Alpha, Mate or not. On top of that, I'm an Omega, which made me even more susceptible to his influence. Because of that, I was stuck in this expensive car with my bare thighs sticking to the leather and an annoyingly attractive man to my left.
I'm betraying him.
I jumped in my seat as I felt a slight pressure on my palm out of nowhere. It took less than a second for me to recognize exactly what it was, and when I did, I felt like fainting. The sparks that erupted throughout my body was only half of the problem. As his large, warm fingers intertwined with my slim and slightly chilly ones, I had to fight back a sound of protest. The metal of the locket that rested against my chest burned uncomfortably against my skin, its usual calming coldness gone as it only served as a reminder to me.
This is wrong.
There was a steady flow of negative thoughts that refused to let me breathe, and every muscle of my body tensed with a strong feeling of remorse. Closing my eyes for a few minutes at a time helped, but I was undeniably hyper-aware of the feeling of Osias's palm pressed firmly into mine. I knew that I shouldn't have looked down at them, it would only make this harder, but I wasn't even close to being in my right mind as all too familiar tingles took ahold of my nerves and sent fireworks shooting up my arm.
My breath hitched at the sight before me as I flickered my eyes down. My slender and effeminately dainty fingers fit perfectly into the spaces between his rough, tanned and comfortingly calloused ones. Just the sight of our hands embracing one another was enough to send my emotions over the edge again.
I must really be a whore.
"Berlin?" Osias spoke with a surprisingly soft tone and I blinked, surprised that I hadn't noticed that we had stopped in the middle of a path bordered by lush foliage. I quickly wiped my away a few tears that I didn't realize escaped with my unoccupied hand before more threatened to follow in its wake.
"Hm?" I mumbled softly, taking the opportunity to slip my hand from his and clasp it with my other one before turning my towards him, but refusing to meet his eyes as I knew it would only make this harder for me.
But I couldn't miss the worried frown that overtook his features at the sight of me. I flinched as he reached out to cup my cheek and brush his thumb underneath my watery eyes. I wanted to protest, but realized that it would be for naught, as I could already tell that this man was beyond stubborn.
"Shit..." I heard him mumble fiercely as a fresh wave of salty water began sliding down my cheeks. A voice in my head wouldn't stop reminding I was betraying the one man that I'd ever loved. The only man who'd ever loved me. I couldn't even gather the energy to protest to his curse as I buried my face into the long sleeves of Max's sweater in an effort to hide my tears. Osias slipped out of the driver's seat, inhaling deeply as I tried to reign in my pathetic sobs. It seemed as if I never stopped crying these days.
I'm just a stupid whore.
I registered that I was being carried through the dense trees as my tears died down, breathing in the fresh air of the forest around me. My skin felt a little too warm today, probably because of the heavy sweater I wore on this warm summer's day. The loud swoosh of water gushing from what sounded like a waterfall soothed my hypersensitive nerves and the light mist whirled along my skin, cooling my clammy forehead. I pulled my sleeves down from my eyes, peeking timidly through my fingers, only to be astounded at the beauty of the place that I was currently being carried to.
I'd never seen a clearing more beautiful. The grass radiated a bright green at Osias's feet, and I couldn't help but smile inwardly as I thought of slipping off my shoes and running through the soft blanket of it. My eyes soaked in the beauty of the clearing, but by far the most beautiful of all was the large pool of crystal clear water, fed by a never-ending flow of a waterfall.
Osiers sat at the edge of the waterfall, being careful not to jostle me body as he set me next to him on the rocks. Although he was still too close for my comfort, I didn't bother to protest this time as I was still thoroughly entranced by the magical beauty of the clearing.
"Kitten... Why are you always wearing these sweaters?" asked Osias as he gingerly reached out, brushing my blonde bangs from my eyes. "If you like wearing them I could just buy you more. These ones look days away from falling apart."
A lump formed in my throat at I pondered how to respond to his question. I looked down, playing with the hem of said sweater as I answered. It was easier to talk to him when I wasn't looking directly at him.
"I... They belong to someone who is very important to me." I answered after a moment of contemplation, unconsciously moving to tightly grasp my locket in my hand. I wasn't ready to give details yet. Not yet. Maybe not ever.
Osias nodded at my response, and I could feel his piercing gaze locked onto me. "Hm." he simply stated, the baritone of his incredibly deep voice causing a shiver to involuntarily shimmy down my spine.
My mind and body were at a terrifyingly strong tug-of-war. My mind told me to run as far away from this dangerous man as possible, but my body obviously had completely different plans as my sensitive nerves reveled in his intoxicatingly close proximity. At one moment my mind would have the upper hand until a spark shooting up my spine would erase all of its progress.
It was all so confusing and left my mind reeling.
"What's your favorite color?" Osias randomly asked a moment later, his blue-gold eyes remaining on my face, causing me to squirm underneath his heated gaze, although I appreciated the change of topic. This was easier.
"Pink." I answered, feeling my face heat up embarrassingly bright at my answer. I looked up at him through my lashes, not yet able to make direct eye contact. Some found my color preference to be quite odd, and brought some bullying my way in high school. I was surprised, as by the look on his face he was not phased by it in the slightest. His eyes, bright and gazing down at me with interest.
"Food?"
"Chicken nuggets."
"Movie?"
"Coraline, but it scares me a little"
He continued rattling off random questions for the better part of ten minutes, and because they were mostly harmless, I didn't see a problem with answering them. I carelessly spurted out my answers as I looked down at the sparkling, crystalline waters in the pond, the crashing sound of the small waterfall in the background and the alluring scent of nature and Osias's cologne swirling in the wind around me.
"Game?"
"Monopoly, but not when I have to deal with the money."
"Sex toy?"
"Vibr-" I froze in my spot.
He did not...
Snapping my head up, I finally met his eyes. I felt my whole body flush with frustration. Just as I was beginning to get used to the feeling of being alone with him, he does this, completely knocking me off guard. I felt so humiliated.
"You...you... butt!" I screeched angrily, tackling him off of the rocks and onto the soft grass with a sudden burst of energy. I hit his chest continually with my fists, and his amused chuckle rang in my ears, teasing me at my meager attempt to use violence only caused me to sit back and cross my arms across my chest with a frustrated pout.
I was legitimately angry, and he didn't seem to care.
"You're beautiful regardless, but when you're angry... It just multiplies tenfold." he whispered out with a hint of seduction in his tone, gripping my hips as I realized, in horror, what position I was in.
Oh no. I didn't even realize...
I was straddling the much larger man in the grass, my bum pressed directly on top of his... Impressive manhood. I squeaked out in surprise, pressing my hands down in the grass and attempting to stand up and out of his grasp. However, that only made the situation worse as he pressed his hand onto my slender back, causing me to fall forward, only catching myself on my hands when my face hovered inches from his.
My breath hitched in my throat as we both breathed heavily, realizing that the gap between our lips could be filled with one small, fluid movement. Osias's eyes swirled with gold as we sat in complete silence for a long moment. My body vibrated with anticipation as the electricity between us spiked.
I hated it.
But I couldn't pull away. I was locked in his hypnotizing gaze, a pained whine escaping my throat as I felt the tip of his thumb slip underneath my sweater and graze my hip. The touch sent a shockwave of pleasure through my system, and my legs trembled with trepidation.
I loathed it.
I could taste his breath as it danced through the tiny gap between our lips, a mixture of mint and cinnamon hitting the back of my throat. It was delicious, my toes curling as I dared linger closer to his inviting lips.
I can't.
But I did. The tingles throughout my body became overwhelming as I bridged the small gap between our lips, my entire body coming to life as a Fourth of July show began in every synapse of my being. My wolf, Casey, howled in my mind, pushing to the forefront as he begged for a taste.
I knew I would regret this when my mind pulled back in this tug-of-war, but in that moment I felt as if I was operating on autopilot, my body having a mind of its own when it came to capturing these addictive tingles I hadn't felt in ages.
It was wrong. It was so wrong. Logically, I knew that.
But I wanted it to keep going so badly.
A warmth began to expand from my heart as our lips moved together in sync. It became brighter, hotter. I kissed him deeper. The warm sensation spread throughout my limbs, licking at my arms, my legs and neck. I gripped him tighter.
It grew and grew as our tongues brushed and lips locked, became hotter and hotter. As he bit gently on my bottom lip was when the heat between us became utterly unbearable.
I pressed my body against Osias's hard chest, practically mewling with pleasure as I tried to rip at his shirt in an effort to touch my skin to his, craving more of these tingles like a man in the desert without water.
"P-please..." I breathed out, wanting more.
No, I needed more. Every inch of him.
I was suddenly burning up, feeling as if I was engulfed in flames as I began frantically rolling my hips against him, only sated at the places where my bare skin touched his. I looked down at him in his position underneath me through hooded eyelids, my lips swollen and parted from our intense kisses.
Osias had a dumbfounded look on his face, frozen in his spot in the grass as he watched me ravage his body from below. It took a moment of me grinding against him, and an embarrassing loud moan, before he suddenly snapped to his senses.
Osias sat up as I straddled him, grabbing my hands hands in his much larger ones and holding onto them tightly in order to stop me attempting to tear off every article of clothing on his delicious body. I wanted to lick every inch of his tightly muscled...
"Berlin!" he yelled out, shaking me gently with a panicked expression in his eyes. I almost moaned at the contact of his hands on mine, leaning forward to nuzzle his neck and pressing my lips against it repeatedly.
I knew what I was doing was wrong. I was being such a slut. I couldn't do this to Max, but I physically couldn't stop.
My body was screaming at me, and I couldn't fight it. I didn't want to fight it.
I'm sorry, Max... Just this once...
"Fuck... me..." I begged, struggling against his tight hold on me as I continued vigorously rolling my hips in a desperate attempt to create friction between us. I moaned wantonly, my entire body feeling as if I was thrown into in the mouth of Mount Vesuvius, hot lava coating every one of my cells.
Osias's eyes flashed with confusion for a moment, followed by utter recognition and he immediately stood up in the grass, holding me against his chest as my legs wrapped around his waist. With a grunt, Osias ripped off his shirt along with my sweater, tossing them both over one shoulder before pressing me tightly against his chest. He quickly ran back to his car, setting me into the passenger seat and releasing me completely as he rounded the car to get back to the driver's seat.
I screamed bloody murder.
What is happening?
My body was so hot, yet cold at the same time. I was in so much pain. My teeth chattered as I curled into a ball in the seat, attempting to warm myself up at least a little bit without Osias's touch. I felt as if I was left out in a blizzard of dry ice, naked, as icy flames licked at my skin, so cold that it burned.
I latched onto Osias's arm with a shiver the moment he sat in the front seat, letting out a humiliating moan of pleasure as I felt some of the icy flames dissipate and my nerves come alive. He grabbed his phone from the center console, quickly dialing a number as he drove like a maniac back towards the pack house. Not that I noticed that much. There were far more important matters at hand, like getting as close to this delicious man as I possibly could.
I rubbed my cheek against his strong bicep with a whimper, wanting more.
Needing more.
He growled possessively as he gripped the steering wheel, his knuckles turning white from the pressure. I could tell he was having a hard time holding back his wolf, because I was too.
He pressed his phone to his ear as it rang, his jaw ticking as he clenched the sharp muscles.
"Whaddup, dumbass! To what do I owe the pleasure?" a deep, playful sounding voice sounded through the receiver. Osias was anything but playful in that moment however, his voice steely as he replied to whoever was on the other line.
"Ortiz, get the pills and call the pack doctor. Berlin is in heat and I won't be able to control myself or York for long."
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