Then again she wasn’t exactly keen to stay in the house of people she didn’t know. Even if she actually thought they were a sweet couple.
Going on the hungry looks Alec was throwing Liv, she didn’t fancy the idea of listening to the two of them having sex. Repeatedly.
Rosalee looked between the three of them for a few seconds before giving in. She looked at Adam directly. “Fine you can stay here. Down here, on the couch. While I’m upstairs.”
Adam smirked. “Sure sweetheart if that’s what you really want.”
“It is!” She spat out.
Adam whipped the towel off and handed it Rosalee, his impressive manhood unashamedly springing forth. “Thanks for the loan, I’ll run home and pick up my clothes. Not be long, Alec and Liv will wait here with you.”
Rosalee’s eyes widened in amazement whilst Liv went bright red and Alec quickly pulled her into his arms keeping her head buried in her chest. Alec snarled at Adam, not liking his little mate seeing his Alpha’s privates at all.
Rosalee forced herself to look at Adam’s face. He was grinning widely and winked at her. Smug bastard.
Rosalee smiled back wickedly. “I’ll see you soon, be careful out there. I can already tell it’s cold outside.” She flicked her eyes down to his arousal before returning them to his face.
His smile faltered for a second, but only for a second. “True, but I’ll be back soon to warm you up.”
With that he strode out of the house. Both Alec and Rosalee breathed a little more easily once he was gone. Liv giggled as her mate finally released her from his death grip.
*
The cold water ran in rivulets down his tense muscles. Adam had been in the shower for over an hour but so far nothing had appeased his raging erection. He desperately wanted to claim his mate.
After returning to her house it was to find that she had already gone to bed. He bade a disgruntled Alec and a snickering Liv good night before trying to settle on the couch.
He couldn’t sleep. It wasn’t the most comfortable couch but he’d slept on worse. It was due to the fact that his mate was sleeping soundly above him. To be so close to her but not able to touch her was painful.
When he came back he had stood outside her room for half an hour just listening to the steady rise and fall of her breath. He had debated joining her in bed but couldn’t imagined that would not go down well at all.
Instead he had decided to take a cold shower. He imagined what would happen if she joined him.
She would kneel in front of him, that wicked smile over her beautiful lips. She would slowly lick them in anticipation. She would take one finger and trace the thick vein down his shaft before her small hands wrapped around him and gently fisted him. She would stroke his balls and the soft skin between his sac and his ass. She would lick the glistening pre-cum from the tip of his penis and would moan at the salty taste of him in her mouth.
He would take her hair in one hand and use the other to guide himself into her open willing mouth. He would feed himself to her through her lips and over her tongue until he hit the back of her throat. She would contract around him and try to swallow him down, he would groan at how tight her throat was. He would pull his hips back and she would suck him and lap him with her tongue until he thrust hard into her mouth again. She would continue to stroke his balls whilst he thrust into her faster and faster, her moans like music to his ears...
The images taunted him as he firmly fisted his cock for the third time that night. He desperately needed some release. He needed Rosalee. He imagined how tight her silken walls would feel wrapped around him, the moans she would make as he drove himself into her. He would make her come again and again all night.
He gripped himself tightly and with a hollow groan his seed spilled out into the shower, washed down by the swirling water.
He leaned his forehead against the cold tiles and shut the water off. His wolf howled in his mind and paced restlessly.
He worried about her. He didn’t like her staying here, it wasn’t safe. He should have slung her over his shoulder and dragged her back to his house. Caveman style. He wondered if she would have enjoyed that. He felt his arousal start to twitch and tried to get the image out of his mind.
Adam smiled remembering her witty nature, despite trying, he hadn’t been able to restrain himself from teasing her. She really did bring out his wicked side.
His wolf was prowling his mind, snarling at him to go and claim his mate. Take her, force her to be submissive... if only it was that easy.
He’d never imagined that finding his mate would fill him with such anguish. He’d assumed that if he ever found her the two of them would just fall into bed... for a few weeks. Of course he had always assumed that his mate would be a she-wolf, who would understand the significance of finding your true mate. Not a human who just wanted to bust his balls.