Page 124 of Queen Of Clubs
His eyes widen in understanding, and he clears his throat. “Of course.” He nods.
“Thank you!” I tell him. “Also...” I rush into the room and grab a chair. “Here, sit,” I tell him, placing it on the other side of the door. “And...” I grab the cart of food and pull it out into the hall. “Eat this for me, would you? I don’t have the heart to waste it, and well... I’m sure you're hungry.”
“Are you sure?”
“Would it make you feel better if I tell the guys it was on my order?”
“I mean... yeah.” He chuckles.
“Good.” I laugh. “Sit. Eat. I will not take no for an answer.”
With that, I grab the extra room key Calvin gave me and head toward his room. Stopping in front of his door, I take a deep breath. You got this. Everything is how the universe wants it to be.
Waving the key card over the lock, the little green light blinks, and I push the door open. The sound of a running shower fills the room and when I step in deeper, I see the bathroom door cracked open, steam filling the air.
But that's not the only thing filling the air. A strong scent of molasses cookies fills my nose. Letting out a whimper, my stomach cramps as my world starts to spin. In this moment, everything changes, like... I can feel my DNA shifting. Calvin is my alpha, my scent match. I have no doubt about that anymore, not that I ever did.
Slick coats my thighs as my belly warms with need. His smell has my mouth watering, and all I want to do is jump his bones to climb him like a tree.
He steps out of the bathroom, another wave of steam wafting the room. He has only a towel wrapped around his waist, another drying his hair.
My eyes devour his body, his rippling muscles, his tattooed skin. Fuck, I want to lick every inch of him like a lollipop.
“Jade?” Calvin’s voice has my eyes snap up from where I was ogling his sexy V and that little patch of hair showing.
Something inside me snaps, and I rush across the room, throwing myself into his arms. I don’t know what's happening right now, but all I want is him buried deep inside me. This time I want that knot and that bite.
Calvin
WRAPPING A TOWEL AROUND my waist, I grab another one for my hair and start toward the bathroom door. Running the towel over my head a few times, I pause when I realize I’m not alone.
Jade is standing there a few feet away, her attention directed at my crotch. Her eyes are wild and feral.
“Jade?” I say her name in a questioning and partly worried tone. Her eyes snap up to mine as she blinks.
Then in a flash, she’s across the room and in my arms. “Woah there, Darling. Are you okay?” I grunt as I catch her. She wraps her arms around my neck and legs around my waist.
“Yes,” she cheers, a massive grin on her face. “Good. So good. Better than good.” There are tears welling in her eyes, and I’m beyond confused.
“Jade, Darling, what's going on?”
She cups my face, squishing my cheeks together. “Did you know you smell like molasses cookies?”
My brows furrow for a moment before I realize what's going on, and my eyes go wide. “You can smell me?” I whisper in surprise, my heart picking up pace to a full sprint.
She nods frantically. “I can. And fucking hell, Calvin, you smell so good.” She buries her face in my neck and inhales, moaning. “So good.” Her voice turns husky, and then she shocks me as I feel her tongue lick up my neck. “Fuck me. Knot me. Bite me,” she murmurs against my skin before she starts to kiss my neck and jaw.
“Jade, Darling, wait,” I say, trying my best to think straight, but it’s so damn hard when her mouth watering peaches and cream scent is driving me mad. I’m not going to just take her like an animal, at least not yet anyway. Despite my pure joy, this is a serious moment, and we need to talk a bit before anything else happens.
“What?” she whines, giving me an adorable pout when she leans back. “I want you, Calvin. Don’t you want me?”
I groan. “More than I’ve ever wanted anything in this world. But first, we talk.”
“No talking. Only fucking.”
I grit my teeth. Dear God, give me strength with this one. While I’ve dealt with a scent match first reaction, this is all new and powerful to her. I’m not surprised she’s a horny little mess. It took me weeks and almost going mad to get my cock to go down after I found out who she was to me.
Walking across the room, I place her on the bed and take a few steps back. “Talk, first,” I repeat, adding a little bit of an alpha bark into my tone.