Chapter Thirteen

Obsidian ignored the way Alli sucked in air sharply. Her home was much larger than his room at Medical. A lot of furniture filled the space, things that were odd but not unattractive. Lights led him to a room with a small bed and a desk. He twisted his body to fit both of them through the door as he pulled her tighter against him.

“Next one,” she whispered. “This is the one I use for my office.” One hand released his shoulder to point down the hallway.

He studied her eyes and didn’t see anger or fear there while he swung around, in search of where she slept. His nostrils flared but her scent lingered everywhere and he was unable to use his sense of smell to track it down. The second room was much larger with a bigger bed. It looked more appealing than the one he had been assigned.

The doorway was a tight squeeze with her cradled in his arms but he managed to get them both through it, scraping his back against the wall instead of hers. Pink fabric covered the mattress and she had at least eight pillows piled near the top of it. He resisted the urge to toss her there since he wasn’t sure if it was soft enough to cushion her fall.

He sat down with her on his lap and the mattress sank under him a lot. He growled, glaring at it. “Something is wrong with your bedding.”

“You don’t like the color?”

“It gives too much under my weight. Have I broken it?”

She smiled at him and he liked how it softened her features. “It’s designed that way. There are thick, soft pads under you.”

“You like sinking into your bed?”

His expression must have appeared humorous since she laughed. His dick hardened more at the sweet sound. All he wanted to do was tear off her clothes, order her to get on her hands and knees and f**k her from behind. Moon’s warnings kept him from doing it. He needed to take things slower and tamp down some of his passion. He bit back a growl of desire. The feel of her hands gently kneading his shoulder muscles had his lips sealing tightly together to hide his fangs.

He didn’t want any other male near Alli. Her touch was soft, vastly different than what he was accustomed to. The thought of her so close to another male wasn’t pleasant. He’d fight them if any tried to lure her away from him.

“Just don’t be surprised if a team from Security enters my house.” She grew solemn. “Don’t fight them. They are concerned for your safety.” She muttered under her breath, “Or they’ll think I kidnapped you again.” She beamed a smile at him. “Although it would be harder to do now that you’re awake.” She glanced down between them.

He could actually feel her heated stare on his dick. It throbbed a little knowing she was looking at it. He watched her face to gauge her reaction but she didn’t seem irritated that he obviously wanted to mount her. He remembered they were talking and spoke.

“They believed I was feral.”

“You aren’t. They’ll still be worried when they realize you’re gone. I should call them, Obsidian.”

He liked her jumping to his defense. “Moon is outside,” he admitted. “He brought me to you.”

“Oh.” She was surprised when she met his gaze. “That changes things. You got permission to visit me.”

He decided to not mention that they hadn’t told anyone where they were going. Alli was on his lap, he was naked, and he wanted her. He focused on her mouth.

“Show me this kiss.”

Alli’s tongue darted out to wet her lips and he bit back another growl. It was difficult to give her patience when he just wanted her bent over in front of him. Just the thought of gripping her h*ps to hold her in place and entering her made him ache. She’d be wet and tight. Hot. Mine!

“Okay,” she whispered, turning a little more to face him as her hands transferred from his shoulders to cup his face.

He enjoyed the feel of her touching him so intimately. 46 had never been one to caress him. The only face touching she’d done was when she was angry. A slap or punch hadn’t been pleasant. His mate had been pretty vicious when her rage stirred.

“What do I do?” He refused to admit to feeling nervous but eager at the same time.

“Kiss me back. Explore. You’ll get the hang of it.”

His eyebrows rose but then Alli closed her eyes and leaned heavily against him. Her lips were incredibly soft as they brushed over his. She had closed her eyes so he did the same. It intensified the feeling when she tilted her head slightly to seal their mouths together. Her tongue slid along the seam and he opened up to her, remembering the last time she’d initiated contact that way.

She tasted of chocolate, something he’d grown to love since he’d been introduced to it. Her tongue slid over his and caused his dick to harden more. He wanted to toss her on the bed, flip her over, and yank her ass into the air just to be inside her welcoming body but kissing was important to her. He began to see the draw as he licked her back, his excitement growing when he mimicked what he’d like to do to her by delving deeper to take what she offered.

His hands tore at her shirt. Material ripped but Alli didn’t pull away. He just wanted to feel her skin, all of it, every inch. He hated anything that barred him access to any part of her body. A snarl tore from him, muffled between their mouths, when one of his palms cupped her breast. It was soft and pliable, the nipple instantly pebbling when his fingertips brushed it.

Arms slid around his head and Alli wiggled on his lap. She broke the kiss he was enjoying. He was afraid she’d tell him to stop but instead of just getting off his lap, she lifted up and turned to plant her knees on each side of his h*ps when she straddled his lap. Her hands cupped his cheeks and she kissed him again. He didn’t need instructions anymore. He dominated her with his tongue, enjoying the taste of her and the way their panted breaths mingled.