Chapter 22

Twenty-Two

JADE

" I do," I breathed.

His finger felt good inside my heated core, but his knot would be so much better.

Removing his finger from my pussy, his eyes roaming down at the length of my body. His gaze rested on my breasts. He grasped my breasts and dipped his head between my legs. His hot breath seared my pussy, making me tremble. His body was lean and hard as he nestled between my legs, using his chin to separate my thighs further apart.

"I love looking at your wet pink slit," he said, sticking his tongue out and resting it over my clit. He didn't move. He just let it sit there.

"Please," I said, trying to hump his tongue.

"I want to feel your clit pulsing on my tongue."

I groaned.

The longer he let his tongue rest over my clit, the more engorged and swollen my clit became. He didn't even have to do anything, and my arousal grew wilder by the second. I needed release badly. Ever since he stuck the toy in my bottom the other day, I tried to seek release with my fingers, but it wasn't the same as an alpha eating me out.

I needed release. And I needed it badly.

"Please don't tease me," I begged. I spread my legs farther apart to coax him to move his tongue. I arched my hips, but he growled, keeping my hips down on the bed.

"Your clit is pulsing very hard," he said, now moving his tongue around in circles.

I gripped the bed sheets, enjoying the way his tongue slid over the sensitive nerve endings around my clit. His tongue was dry in some places, pulling my clit further out of its hiding spot and almost making me cum all over him. I was about to climax.

"Please, harder!" I shouted.

He suddenly removed his tongue, and I felt bereft.

"Not yet."

"Why?!"

I wanted to scream with frustration. I quickly dipped my hand between my legs to finish the job, but he grabbed my hand, stopping me.

"You will cum on my dick," he said, pulling off his sweatpants and abandoning them on the end of the bed. He pressed the tip of his dick against my clit, holding it there for a few seconds. "Do you think you can squirt all over my cock, baby?"

My eyes widened. His pack had told him about my squirting.

They were talking about me .

"Yes," I whispered.

"Touch it first," he ordered, bringing my hand to it. I gripped his raging cock in my hand. It was thick and veiny as I slid my hand up and down, feeling him. I wondered if it would hurt. He was big, and I was suddenly scared it would hurt like Bruce's cock. I felt his hot liquid dribble a little. "I need to be inside you. Now."

Without another word, he plunged into my pussy, and my legs tightened around his waist. His cock stretched me wider and wider the deeper he pushed into me. Every inch of him elicited a moan from me. I was stretched to my limits before with Bruce, so thankfully, it didn't hurt this time around.

"Oh god, Caleb. It feels so good."

"Good," he said, his hungry bulge pounding into me. "Your moist center is squeezing my cock so hard. Fuck ."

His hips moved with mine as I arched to meet him with every thrust.

His balls made slapping sounds against my sore ass, reminding me of his punishment.

"Oh yes," I moaned.

I was on the edge of the precipice. I was ready to cum all over his cock.

"Squirt all over my hungry dick," he groaned, pistoning into me. His thrusts were harder, faster, and nearly taking me off the bed. I felt like a rag doll as his cock raged inside of me, seeking release. My pussy couldn't clench anymore around his throbbing penis.

I screamed as I saw fireworks. My pussy clenched one last time, slick dripping down my ass. Flooding our union. He also came with a loud roar, slamming into me one last time, his cock lifting me off the bed.

"Oh, Caleb," I said, trembling underneath him as I rode down my powerful climax. He was breathing hard on top of me, trying to catch his breath as his cock knotted inside me.

"Fucking hot," he said huskily, kissing me on the lips. The kiss was sweet but still sensual as hell. I couldn't get enough of this alpha. When he pulled away, I felt the lingering imprint of his lips on mine.

"I agree," I said, relishing how his knot trapped his hot semen inside me. I reached around, feeling his cock and how it swelled around the base of it- the entire thing inside me. His over-heated alpha body resting over mine was delicious. I ran my fingers down his chest hairs, and he rolled to his side, facing me and gripping my hip.

"Your body is gorgeous," he said.

"Thank you," I said, my face heating as his hands roamed to my tummy.

"So luscious and plump."

"You don't think I'm too big?" I asked recklessly. But I wanted him to be truthful.

"You're just the perfect size. It's not only your body that's appealing, you know," Caleb said, tracing my face. "You have a beautiful soul."

I wanted to ask him the all-important question. But I kept clamping up at the thought of asking him if this meant I was his omega forever or not.

Maybe it was too early to ask.

He closed his eyes and laid his head against mine. Before I knew it, he was breathing softly, sound asleep.

I decided to let him bring that up if he really wanted me. Keera would probably kill me for wasting more time with him if he wasn't serious. She always wanted me to be more open in relationships and to let it blossom. Even though I was blunt at times, relationships were scary for me.

To be so vulnerable for my heart just to be crushed was terrifying.

"Wake up, little omega."

I slowly opened my eyes, wondering if I dreamt that we just had sex and knotted. When I saw Caleb next to me and the warmth of his body against mine, I smiled.

"Oh, you're still here," I said lamely. I had no idea what to say to this huge alpha who just knotted inside me. And he was watching me with those dark, lustful eyes of his.

"I am, but I have to get going in a few minutes," he said, looking towards the window. It was sunset outside, and I realized we slept in each other's arms for a couple of hours at most. "Do you mind if I use your shower?"

"Of course not! It's your house."

"This is your space, though, and I will respect that," he said, getting off the bed and heading into the bathroom. I heard the water turn on. Flopping over, I saw the light from his cell phone still on the dresser.

I wanted to take a peek at his phone.

No, stay away from that. He's not even your alpha .

Against my better judgment, I quickly grabbed his phone just to see what type of alpha he was.

God, he would be so pissed off at me if he knew.

My breathing quickened as I opened his text messages.

I scrolled down his text messages and stopped when I saw my name. He was messaging some random guy about me. My mouth dropped open when I saw he was arranging a meet-up between me and an alpha pack on Friday.

What? He was still matchmaking me off for his money.

When I heard the water turn off, I carefully placed his phone where it was just as I found it. The texts were enough to make me boil inside. Why did he have sex with me if he wasn't serious? I thought Bruce had knocked some sense into him. Well, I secretly hoped that was the case. But it clearly wasn't.

He wanted to use me before he sent me off with a new pack.

Typical.

I kept a neutral face when he returned to the bedroom with all his muscular nudeness. He was a sight to behold with a white towel around his waist, his dark hairs disappearing down to his naval. But I didn't care anymore.

"What's wrong?" he asked when he caught me staring at him as he pulled on his clothes.

"Nothing," I said, quickly looking away. I didn't want to say anything to him right now. He would know I went through his phone, and he wouldn't be exactly pleased with what I did.

After putting on the rest of his clothes, he walked over to me on the bed and kissed me again.

"I can't wait to see you tomorrow, babe," he said.

In my head, I was screaming. What was he playing at?!

"Yep, me too," I replied, poker-faced.

"Are you sure everything's okay?" he asked again, studying my face.

"For sure," I said as cheerily as possible.

Once he left the house, I got off the bed- angrily throwing the covers off me. I've never felt so humiliated in my life. He never mentioned me being in his pack or being his omega. It was completely outrageous that he'd do a test drive on me before matching me up.

In the shower, I tried to scrub my skin as much as possible and between my legs to erase any memories of his touch. My chest ached, and I had to keep reminding myself that he wasn't mine.

He was never mine. I'd never see his pack again.

Tears welled in my eyes, and I just let it flow as I rinsed my body. My throat was tight as I took deep breaths, trying to restore peace in my soul. The hardest part was that his pack genuinely wanted to be there for me. They came to cuddle me and make me feel safe. And for that, they were punished by watching me get punished. The tears came down harder as I held a fist over my heart.

I couldn't handle the memories any longer.

Some part of me told me I would never find my true pack who would love me. A pack who was honest and cared about me. I stood under the shower allowing the water to wash over me as I shuddered against the wall, my shoulder aching from the hard surface.

After my shower, I got dressed and began throwing all my things back into the boxes. I couldn't stay in this house anymore. It was too painful, and Caleb wasn't serious about me at all. I wanted Dravin, Bruce and Nick but I couldn't have them.

When I finished packing, I wrote a letter and left it on the kitchen counter. I remembered the money he paid me, and I pulled it out of the drawer, counting out the three thousand dollars. It was enough to survive off for a couple of months at least. Then, grabbing one box at a time, I stuffed them into the backseat of my car. Once the last box was loaded in, I looked back at the house one last time.

Wiping my eyes, I started driving to my parent's house.