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He knew the other wasn't expecting to come home to find him there, typically Avery wasn't home until six. "I'm fine," He grumbled, pushing himself up a bit from where he had been lying on the couch. "Just one of my headaches. Alaric sent me home early." He'd told the man he didn't need to be sent home, but Alaric had always known him for years and knew if he didn't rest now, Avery would be out for a few days.
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Chuckling softly, he used his hands moving to cup Caroline's face, "Oh sweet sweet baby Kitten, it can feel even better." He promised her. "That's just the start."
"But what Caroline? Hmm?" He wondered softly, cupping her face with his free hand. His gaze softened at her words, "Oh, sweetheart..." Removing his hand from between her thighs, he brought his fingers to his mouth, slipping them past his lips and sucking her juices off. "Fuuuck Kitten." Shaking his head he lowered his hand and gently moved her to the side. He quickly worked on undoing his jeans, pushing the rough fabric down enough to let his length spring free. "Give me your hand baby."
Once her hand was in his, he guided her hand beneath her own underwear, doing his best to angle her fingers to soak with her juices. "It's always best to have something wet before you touch, rubbing dry won't do us any favors." Pulling her hand out, he then brought her over his his cock, helping to wrap her hand around his length. For a moment his eyes closed and he gave a low groan. "Now," forcing himself to open his eyes, he glanced down, "we move." slowly he began moving his hand over hers, working her hand over himself.
Caroline’s body trembled against him, her breath coming in soft, uneven gasps as she clung to the warmth of his embrace. The rasp of his voice and the possessive way he spoke made her entire body feel like it was still humming, the intensity of his words sinking into her skin and pooling low in her belly once again.
Her cheeks burned at his praise, her hazel eyes squeezing shut as she nuzzled deeper into the crook of his neck. ❝It… it felt good,❞ she whispered, her voice trembling as her fingers curled into the fabric of his shirt, holding on like he was the only thing keeping her grounded. ❝I didn’t know somebody could feel like that.❞
The feeling of his hand sliding lower, brushing against her already sensitive skin, sent a shiver through her, her thighs twitching as a soft, needy sound escaped her lips. ❝Alaric,❞ she whimpered, her voice barely audible as her body pressed instinctively closer to him. The heady, charged air between them made it impossible to think straight, it her instincts screaming at her to give him everything he wanted.
She hesitated, her voice catching in her throat as her lips brushed against his neck, her scent thickening around them like a tangible confession. ❝I—I want to,❞ she murmured, her voice shy yet laced with a quiet desperation. ❝But…❞ Her cheeks flushed deeper as she pulled back just enough to meet his gaze, her wide eyes searching his for reassurance. ❝I want to make sure you feel good too.❞
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"What the hell even happened?" Avery demanded, barely managing to keep his hands to himself. To keep from reaching for her again, he crossed his arms over his chest. "Start talking. Now."
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"Stop okay? It's nothing, just a scratch. It's not a big deal, I'm a doctor, trust me. Nothing to worry about."
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He could hear her heart pounding against her chest, every whimper and whine that she made and it was driving him crazy. He wanted to make her his, officially, wanted to take her then and there. But now wasn't the time and she meant too much to him for him to push her past her limits. Besides, he was enjoying making her fall apart in his lap.
Of course she had to make that even harder for him, exposing her delicate neck as she did. "That's right Kitten, you know exactly who your Alpha is." With a groan he tugged her closer, his hips rolling upward. Cursing he dropped his hand from her breast, not wanting to get too rough with her. Instead he leaned back, intending to watch her fall over the edge. Instead she pressed her face against his neck. Anyone else he would have pushed them away, but not her, never her.
Hands rubbing over her back, he pressed a few kisses against the side of her head. "That's it darling, just breathe, you did so good for me. So fucking beautiful cuming here in my lap. Felt good, didn't it? You were prefect." Another deep inhale had him moaning, "gods you smell incredible. Soaked, aren't you? Soaked just for me." He couldn't wait another moment to feel her, he slipped a hand down beneath her underwear, fingers brushing against her folds with a loud groan. "Jesus Kitten. Tell me I can taste you darling, please."
Caroline's breathing grew uneven, her soft whimpers turning into desperate, breathy moans as her movements became more instinctive. The friction against her core, guided by the firm grip of his hands on her hips, was overwhelming—too much and not enough all at once. Her Omega instincts screamed at her to let go, to give in completely to the sensations building inside her.
❝Alaric,❞ she gasped, his name spilling from her lips like a prayer as her body trembled against him. Her thighs quivered, her rhythm faltering as the tension inside her coiled tighter and tighter, threatening to snap. Her nails dug into his shoulders, grounding her as her head tilted back, exposing the pale curve of her neck in unconscious surrender.
His deep voice, laced with authority and praise, pushed her closer to the edge. The feel of his lips brushing against her ear. The low, commanding tone sent a shiver down her spine, and her entire body responded, chasing the climax she didn’t even know she was capable of.
Her breath hitched, and her moans grew louder as her body tipped over the edge. The tension snapped, a flood of pleasure rushing through her as her hips stuttered against his thigh. A broken cry escaped her lips, her body trembling uncontrollably as a wave of release rolled over her. The intense feeling causing her to lean in, burying her face against the crook oh his neck to hide the flush of redness against her features.
She clung to him, her breath coming in short, shaky gasps as she rode out the high, her entire body flushed and tingling. ❝Alaric,❞ she whispered, her voice trembling as her fingers loosened their grip on his shirt.
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"I'm not hating on them!" Trevor laughed, "I just think little bitty pities are cuter and still come off as protective. It's like a win win. I feel like a Doberman will eat me in my sleep. But baby, if you want a Doberman, that's what we'll get." He promised, kissing the back of her neck. "You know I'll give in eventually anyway, might as well give in now." His hands slipped over her stomach, caressing it as if it already held something special. "Absolutely baby, I can never get enough of you, being pregnant wouldn't change that." He promised her. "Unless you don't feel up to it, but even then, I can do all the work if that's what you want. What you need."
"why are you hating on dobermans?" she sticks her tongue out at him playfully before leaning in to lick his cheek. maybe she was a little odd sometimes... but she always felt at ease with trevor. he had embraced her weirdness just as she did. "yeah?" she says as she looks down, her stomach bloated from the amazing dinner they had. "well, it's like i'm pregnant now, basically..." aspen laughs as she takes another sip of champagne. "are you still going to want to fuck me when i'm pregnant, babe?"
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"That's because you're almost there Kitten," He assured her, "Just a bit more and I promise you, you'll experience something so incredible." Gods, seeing her like this, so open and trusting with him, experiencing something new, he couldn't stop the low growl that came from the back of his throat.
Inhaling deeply, he groaned, burying his face against her neck, leaving a mark on her pale skin. He took the moment to pull himself back, needing to stay in control. She was trusting him with something so special, something she hadn't given anyone else and he didn't want to betray that trust. Leaning back, he caught her gaze, "that's is darling, I know. Just a bit more, you're close, I can tell you're close. You're doing so good for me." Shifting a hand, he slipped it up her side and over, fingertips brushing just under her breasts. "This alright Kitten?" He checked, not wanting to do anything that she wasn't agreeing to.
Moving her slightly, hoping the angle would be better for her, not wanting to tease her, Alaric rested his cheek against hers, his lips brushing her ear as he spoke. "You look absolutely incredible like this. Listen to those little sounds you're making, all for me darling. No one else, just me And in a moment, you're going to scream out my name when you tip over the edge and then I'm going to show you just how good my mouth is against other places." He was tempted to move her again, let her rock over his fabric covered cock, but he didn't want the mess of cuming in his pants like a teenager.
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Caroline’s lips trembled as another soft moan escaped, her hands fisting tighter into his shirt as his words wrapped around her like a soothing balm and a spark all at once. Her hips moved instinctively, rolling against his thigh, and the friction was almost too much—and not enough. The deep, gravelly timbre of his voice reverberated through her, making her entire body shiver.
“It’s so much,” she stammered, her voice breathy and laced with a mix of embarrassment and pleasure. Her cheeks flushed even deeper as his thumb pulled her lip free, and the command in his words made her whimper. She didn’t even try to quiet the sound this time, her instincts responding to the reassurance in his tone and the firm guidance of his hands.
Her scent thickened, heady and sweet, filling the air between them as she struggled to focus through the overwhelming sensations. Her wide eyes searched his face, her body trembling under his touch. “It feels good,” she admitted, her voice breaking into a soft whimper as his lips found her neck. The sharp nip followed by the soothing brush of his tongue made her gasp, her thighs quivering as she rocked against him harder.
“I just want to make you happy,” she whispered, her vulnerability laid bare in the soft lilt of her voice. Her fingers slid higher, clutching at his shoulders for support as her head tipped back, giving him more access. Her body moved instinctively, chasing the growing tension building inside her.
Her voice was barely audible as she clung to him, her heart pounding.
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"Yes." Paige laughed, "Your very own bodyguard. Listen, I'm small but mighty. I can totally kick someone's ass if I have to. Remember, I take kick boxing classes and I'm really good." Giving her fingers a squeeze, tugged the other in a bit closer, making a face at the next question. "Yes. But you seemed happy and that's what I want for you. So tried, I really tried. And I think I did a great job at hiding my true feelings. And for your sake, I'll still be nice. But...yeah. There's too much darkness around her, she wasn't ever going to make a space for you and you deserve someone who makes space for you. Who sees you for who you are, and wants to show you off to their friends." She signed, "and I kind of ruined the whole 'I'll still be nice' thing, didn't I? Sorry."
The gentleness of the hand on her knee showed her just how much she'd missed such kind touches, how simple acts could show so much care. Bobbie shifted a little to be able to rest her head on Paige's shoulder, a warm smile creeping its way onto her still sleepy features as she placed one of her hands on top of Paige's, interlocking their fingers. "My very own bodyguard?" She mused, unable to stop the chuckle that followed. "I appreciate the support though." A pause, the air silent for a moment before she tilted her head as best as she could to look at Paige. "Is that why you never liked her though? Cause you could never see the good in her?" A serious question, but a delicate smile still lingered, she wondered if the lust for the other had blinded her to the opinions of those that truly mattered to her.
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My entire body knows when we are together. It sighs, uncurls like a cat, reaches and says “yes, finally, you are right here with him.”
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"Well shit. Sorry to ruin your plans baby, better come up with something else for us to do." Listening to her plan their life was something he would never get tired of. He wanted to experience everything the word had to offer them, all with Aspen by his side. "got it, a girl and boy. And a dog. Does it have to be a Doberman though, can't it be like a Pitbull?" He kissed along her neck gently, hands rubbing over her hips and over her stomach. "Now I can't stop picturing it, you, pregnant."
"as if i'd ask you to fight a lion for me. wait, shit, i was actually planning on asking you to do that for me next tuesday." she speaks sarcastically as she meets his gaze. clinking her glass against his she smiles widely before taking a sip of her champagne. it was obvious how excited aspen was when it came to starting a family with him -- she could hardly wait as it is. "yeah, a baby, huh." the blonde repeats him as she takes another sip of champagne. "multiple babies, by the way. i want at least one girl and one boy. that is a must." she comments. "and maybe even like... a doberman... to protect us while you're away on business."
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"I'm coming, keep your cool." He mumbled, grinning as he watched her. "I'd do anything for you baby. Well almost. Look, I'm not fighting a lion for you, those shits cheat and I'd be dead." Holding out his glass, he hummed, "both. To us, a beautiful life together and loads of little kiddos running around driving us crazy." He was glad they were both on the same page about having children and he was certainly was not opposed to start trying now. He gently tapped his glass against hers before taking a sip and then setting the glass off to the side. "So, a baby huh?" He murmured, hands slipping down into the water and brushing against her thighs.
"don't be a fucking baby, come on." the blonde teases him with her finger that moves in a motion towards her. "shit... so this means i won't get the life insurance policy?" she laughs as she scoots up a bit and watches him get into the tub. as soon as he sits down aspen is fastened on his lap, a smile painting her features. "you love me so much you'd withstand burning hot lava for your wife. i'm a lucky gal." she hums before wrapping one arm around his neck, the other hand grabbing onto the glass of champagne. "should we toast -- to us?" she asks him holding her glass up in the air towards his. "or maybe we can toast to you putting a baby inside of me tonight."
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He raised a brow, "You just said it was hot. You can withstand lava. And you want me...to get in there now...with you?" He shook his head, even as he made his way closer to the tub. "Listen, you're not going to get much if you kill me already. So if this was your evil plan, you're shit out of luck baby." Leaning over, he kissed the top of her head. "Alright, fuck it. Scoot up a bit." Hissing, he entered the tub and settled in behind her, pulling her back against his chest. " Fuck you're lucky I love you. Holy shit Asp." One arm around her, he used the other to grab a glass of the champagne and handed it to her before grabbing the last for himself.
"funny you say that, because i love you too." aspen speaks playfully as her blue hues roam his bare physique. "trevor... i'm so lucky." she says with a smile as she leans over to check the temperature of the water with her hand. setting the two full glasses on the edge of the tub, aspen puts one foot in the water trying to adjust to the temperature as she hops on one foot to the other. "fuck -- it's hot!" she exclaims before finding the courage to sit down melting into the hot water as her body adjusts. "come in, baby. i wanna cuddle on your lap."
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Lips parted, Trevor watched her walk away, dark honey eyes roaming her backside. Shaking his head, he carefully put the dress over a chair. He quickly finished undressing himself, not caring as much about his own items and leaving them on the floor. Turning in a slow circle, he spotted the champagne chilling and grabbed it, along with the two glasses and followed after her. Leaning against the bathroom doorframe, he couldn't help but admire her. "I love you." He blurted out, unable to contain the words. Setting the glasses on the counter, he carefully popped open the bottle and poured them each a full glass.
"that's my man." the blonde says proudly as she looks back at him with a wink. in almost an instant, she's brought to her feet, humming happily as he kisses along her neck. tilting her head she closes her eyes and helps him, slowly shimmying out of her dress until she is left only in her g string. turning to face him she wraps her arms around him and presses a kiss to his lips as she presses her body firm up against his. "bring the champagne." she whispers against his lips before slipping off her panties and making her way to the bathroom.
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