15. Errol

Chapter 15

Errol

After passing a police car, we decided waiting until we got home was a better choice. We didn't need three arrests in the family. One was plenty.

We ended up going to my house for no other reason than it was closest. The two of us didn't even pretend to have any chill, bolting from the car straight into the house.

I kicked the bedroom door shut behind us. My heart raced and slick pooled as I turned to face Davien, his eyes smoldering with a desire that mirrored my own. How was this sexy alpha mine?

"Sit." I pointed to the bed.

Davien licked his lips and then did as I said. His gaze raked over me hungrily. "You're so fucking hot."

"That's my line." I kissed him, and before it got too deep, pulled back. "All in due time, Alpha. All in due time."

I smiled, my fingers trailing to the top button of my shirt.

Slowly, I began to unbutton my shirt. I was going for sexy but probably looked silly. Not that you could tell by looking at Davien. He watched me as if I were the sexiest man on this planet. I shrugged the fabric off my shoulders and let it flutter to the floor.

Davien's breath hitched. "Gods, look at you," he groaned, pressing his hand into the bulge in his pants.

I ran my hands down my torso, loving the way his eyes followed every movement. I toyed with my belt buckle, my confidence bolstered by the desire pouring off of him. I might not have been a skilled stripper, but I was doing okay.

"Please." Davien's plea wrapped around me.

I slid the leather through the loops with agonizing slowness. If he kept looking at me like that, my slow tease was going to be replaced with tearing my clothes off. I eased my pants down my hips.

"You're killing me, Errol."

I turned, giving him a view of my ass as I stepped out of my pants. His sharp intake of breath sent a thrill through me.

"Like what you see?" I teased.

"You have no idea." Only I did, and I freaking loved it.

I faced him again, hooking my thumbs in the waistband of my boxer briefs. Davien leaned forward, his eyes dark with lust. I slowly inched the fabric down, my cock springing free, already thick and heavy for him.

"You're perfect."

I stood before him, naked and ready for the next step in my plan.

"Your turn," I purred, gesturing for him to stand.

Davien stood, his shirt already lying crumpled on the floor. He'd managed to get it off before I'd even clicked the door shut. He must've been tearing at it from the time we walked through the door. I loved that he desired me so completely.

He undid his pants, revealing black briefs that hugged his already hard length. I ached to touch him, but I forced myself to wait just a little bit longer

I stepped closer, running a fingertip along his collarbone and over the mate mark I'd given him before I even knew what it was.

"You like that?"

"Gods, yes," he hissed.

"I want one too." I kissed his mark. "A matching pair."

"Are you sure? It's not a decision to make lightly."

"More than anything. Make me yours today, alpha. In all ways." My fingers dipped lower, brushing against the heat of his erection. I wanted to consume him, to feel every inch of him against me. "Alpha, please?"

"Anything for you. Anything."

I slid my hand inside his boxers, wrapping my fingers around him. He moaned, his hips bucking into my touch. I pushed the fabric of his underwear down his thighs, taking my time, savoring the anticipation.

His cock sprang free, thick and hard, bouncing against his abs. I circled the head with my tongue, savoring his salty scent. He tasted divine—musky and masculine, like a tasty delight made just for me.

And from what I'd learned today, he was.

"Errol." It was more of a moan than a word.

I continued my homage to his cock, licking and sucking, exploring every inch of him. His length was hot and hard in my mouth. I wanted him so badly, but I wasn't done teasing him yet. He loved a good edging, and I did too, but I wasn't going to make it long. Not today.

I stood, and our eyes met. The hunger in his gaze was almost as strong as my own.

"I want you." I nipped at his bottom lip. "No. I need you."

"I need you too, omega mine. More than my next breath."

I climbed onto the bed and settled onto my hands and knees, my ass in the air, my legs spread wide enough for him to see how slick I was for him.

"Make me come, alpha."

He didn't hesitate. His mouth found my entrance, warm and wet, and I arched my back in pleasure. His tongue lapped at the sensitive bundle of nerves, bringing me to the brink of orgasm.

"Davien, please," I panted, my hands fisting the sheets. I deserved his teasing, but gods, what I would do to have his cock in me already.

To my surprise, he chuckled and said, "I thought you'd never ask." He settled in behind me, lined himself up with my needy hole, then he entered me in one slow, deliberate thrust.

Davien entered me with a forceful thrust, my body yielding to him completely. I gasped at the exquisite fullness, gripping the sheets as he began to move.

"You feel amazing," he growled, his fingers digging into my hips.

The pace was relentless, each thrust driving me wild with pleasure. I pushed back against him, wanting more, needing more. I met him thrust for thrust, his hands holding my hips but allowing me the freedom to move. There were days when I liked him controlling my motions, today was not one of them. I loved how in tune he was to my body, how he instinctively knew what I needed and gave it to me.

"Please, Davien." I wasn't even sure what I was begging for, but I didn't need to be. Not with Davien.

He obliged as if I had given him specific instructions, doing exactly what I didn't realize I was asking for, pounding into me with abandon. The headboard slammed against the wall in a steady rhythm, and if I were in an apartment, I'd have cared. Now? Now it could make all the noise it wanted. I had more important things to worry about… those things being everything Davien.

I was lost in the sensation, reduced to nothing but desperate moans and pleas for more.

Suddenly, Davien's hand reached around to grasp my length. I cried out at the dual stimulation as he stroked in time with his thrusts—it was too much, while at the same time not quite being enough.

I yearned for it to last, but my body couldn't keep my orgasm at bay. It was too good, too much, too everything. A few seconds later, it rushed through me, waves of ecstasy crashing over me as I came harder than I'd ever come before. Davien groaned as he pounded into me, chasing his own release.

Just as the aftershocks began to subside, Davien cried out my name. His knot grew inside me, holding us together. For a split second, disappointment washed over me. He didn't do it. He hadn't marked me as his.

But then his chest covered my back and his teeth grazed my skin before they sank into my shoulder. It didn't hurt like I thought it would. There was a sting, followed by a feeling of completeness unlike any I'd ever experienced before.

"Mine," he growled against my skin. "Mate."

"Mate."

We collapsed onto our sides, still joined by his knot. Davien pulled the blanket over us, cocooning us in its warmth. His arms wrapped around me possessively, and I fucking loved it.

"Mate." I had a feeling I was going to be hearing that a lot.

I laced my fingers through his.

"And you're mine," I whispered back. "My Davien. My mate. My unicorn."