3. Chapter 3

Chapter 3

Bren

Two weeks had flown by. Time flew when you were having fun, and the past two weeks that I spent with Cal were just that.

He took me everywhere. Every attraction that I had not yet seen, he took me to. The art museum had been on my list, but since the entry fee was out of my shoestring budget, I hadn't gone. Cal took me. There had been nearly no one there, it had been as if we had the place to ourselves. We spent the whole afternoon walking around admiring the art pieces one by one. I had been incredibly impressed by his knowledge of Swena.

The high-end restaurant with the world-famous chef wasn't even on my list because it was so far out of my budget. Cal took me there. They had handed me a menu that didn't even have prices on it.

He hadn't batted an eye at the bill. I never got a chance to see what it was. It had to be high though, because he had picked out the recommended wine that went with our Chateaubriand for two.

When we weren't sightseeing, we spent time together at my apartment. The space was tiny, but that gave us all the more reason to snuggle together.

It was the most fun I'd had in my life.

Then the night before my flight arrived and it all came crashing down.

We spent the evening in, ordering takeout from the burger joint down the street. We even splurged and had it delivered with dessert. Neither of us wanted to leave our little safe space where we could laugh and hang out until all hours of the night.

We knew that time was running short for us. The time for our fling to end had come.

"Thank you," I said. We sat on my couch together. Our empty food containers were on the coffee table. A movie played in the background, but we weren't paying attention to it.

"For what?" he asked. He kissed my temple. The featherlight touch sent shivers down my spine.

"For everything. The past two weeks have been the best of my whole trip. I can't believe it's almost over."

"I'm going to miss you," he said.

We hadn't discussed what would happen when I went home. I had turned my phone in to the university that had lent it to me while I was in the country. I hadn't written his number down. Maybe by the end of the night I'd be brave enough to ask.

He knew I no longer had my phone; maybe he'd just give me his number or email or something that I could cling to. Wouldn't that just prolong the inevitable? I lived thousands of miles away. It was not likely that we'd see each other again.

I couldn't find the words I wanted to say. Ones that had been on the tip of my tongue for the past few days. I had realized after spending so much time with Cal that I was truly in love with him. He was everything I wanted in a partner. The one thing we didn't have was proximity to another. At least not after tomorrow.

My hand grasped behind his head, and I pulled him close to me. Our lips met in a feverish need that radiated between us. This was our last night. Our last chance.

"Take me to bed," I whispered against his lips.

"Always, omega mine," he said.

He stood, pulling me with him, the TV forgotten. I followed him into the bedroom where he stripped off my clothes then his.

We slipped between the sheets of the bed we had shared several times over the past two weeks. We kissed for a long time. I let my hands roam over his body. I wanted to map out his features and memorize the planes of his back and chest. I needed the memories of him to last me a lifetime. I doubted I'd ever find an alpha like him again.

My body opened for him like it was welcoming an old friend. Slick eased the way. Cal used his fingers to open me further. When he had three inside me, I nearly came undone.

"Need your cock, alpha. Please."

He kissed my lips, silencing me. He did as I asked, though, and replaced his fingers with his prick. I hissed at the pressure when his thick cock filled my channel. The delicious ache was something I would miss. I'd feel him tomorrow while I flew away from him.

"You're mine, Bren. All mine." Cal pumped into me. He hit the spot inside me that made the stars burst behind my eyes.

I gripped his biceps while he pumped in and out of me. He went slow and his eyes never left mine. As if looking away would break the spell between us.

"Fuck, yes. More. Please, more!"

Cal grasped my legs, pushing my knees to my chest.

The increased pressure inside me brought my release closer.

"Coming, I'm coming." I wanted to hold it back. Coming meant this would be over and I would be that much closer to leaving him. I wanted him inside me forever.

Cal doubled his efforts, going harder and faster than he had been.

My release erupted between us, and it drove him over the edge. His hips jerked as he came, and I felt the heat of him inside me, even with the protection between us.

We held each other for a long time afterward, our breath returning to normal, reluctant to let one another go.

Tomorrow I'd return to real life. For tonight, I could pretend. I could pretend this was my life. My alpha beside me was mine for real, and we wouldn't be separated.