Page 66 of Alphas Never Hide

Mylips brushed against his nipple, and his breath caught.Mytongue lapped at his throat, and his pulse jumped.Myhand gripped his hips, and he wrapped his legs around me.Withoutclothes to hide or obscure, the perfume of our arousal and pre-cum blossomed and exploded between us.Iwanted to bathe in the scent of his want for me.

“Hayden.”Hesaid my name like a plea as he sat up on his elbows.

“Hmm?”

“Comejoin me on the bed.”

“Notyet,”Iwhispered in his ear.Ipushed him, urging him to his back again.Heresisted for a moment before surrendering.Ilooked down at him, sprawled across the crisp white linen.Hisdark hair was a mess from whenI’dgripped it earlier.Hisglasses skewed and fogged up.Hewas panting, flushed, and sexy as fuck.Iwanted to devour him, worship him, do anything he asked.Butmostly,Iwanted to leave no doubt in his mind thatIdesired him, thatIwanted him in my life, that all those other people before me were wrong to have let him go, because he was everything and more.

Instead,Idid whatI’dbeen dreaming about sinceIsaw him naked on the bed.Ileaned forward and nuzzled his balls.Thisstretch of heated skin was intoxicating, heavy with his scent.Hiscock bobbed up and nudged my forehead.

“Doit,” he said. “Suckme.”

Hewasn’t begging.Notexactly, anyway.Hiswords sounded more like a command.Adelicious shiver rolled over me.I’ddo anything he asked.Anythingat all.

Iglanced up and found him watching me.

“Whateveryou wish,”Iwhispered.

Itwas a promise, although he probably didn’t know that.ButIinstinctively knew that of anyone in my life—andIhad a lot of good people in my life somehow—this man would never abuse my trust.Notintentionally.

“Hayden.”Thistime, he spoke my name like his own promises to me:I’llnever let you go,I’llnever leave,I’llnever abandon you.

Ithad to be because of the intimacy of this moment.Promisesmade in bed weren’t to be trusted,Iknew that, but my eyes still burned anyway, for what felt like the billionth time tonight.Iswallowed and nodded, thenIpulled my gaze away from his, unable to hold it a second longer.Iwas too raw.Toovulnerable.Iwasn’t ready for all of that.Notyet.

Iwondered ifIever would be.Iwas too damaged.

“Hayden?”

Ididn’t answer.Notwith words.Itook his length in my mouth, needing to taste him and pleasure him and show him everythingIcouldn’t say aloud.

Hegroaned.Hiships tried to buck, butIheld him in place.

Ilicked him, sucked him, and stroked him until his pleasure burst across my tongue.Hecollapsed against the bed.

Hegroaned again. “Thatwasn’t supposed to happen like that.”

“Youdidn’t want it?”

“That’snot whatImeant,” he said. “ButIwanted to make you come to pieces, and then you did it to me instead.”

Igrinned against his leg. “Wedon’t have to end things here.”

Heraised his head to look at me.Hewas grinning as he adjusted his glasses. “Ilike the way you think.”

Chapter Twenty-Seven

RYLEY

Ididn’t think getting my dick sucked could be a transcendent experience, butIdidn’t know how else to describe it.Ifelt likeI’djust survived an out-of-body episode.SexwithHaydenwas unlike anythingI’dever experienced.Itwasn’t a mere sexual release; it was an emotional connection.

“Comehere,”Isaid. “Letme help you get off, first.Thenwe’ll see what we feel like doing next.”Ihoped it’d involve buckets of lube andHaydenlosing control on my dick, butIwas ready to be open-minded.Ifa blow job could rock my world that much,Iwas pretty sure anything else we did would be equally spine-tingling.

Iscooted back on the bed so he could crawl up beside me.Hishard, thick dick swung between his legs.Itwas an impressive sight.

“Itwon’t take long,” he said. “Lieback and let me look at you.”

“Straddleme.Comeon my chest,”Isaid.Wherethe fuck had those words come from?Iwasn’t a prude, butIrarely got off on someone marking me with their load.Yet, hereIwas, begging for it.