Page 55 of Perfectly Yours
Chapter thirty-nine
SAVIN
The next few days pass in a tortured mixture of bliss and throbbing pain, the good moments spent curled up with Ellie and Macon kissing and teasing as my heat looms on the horizon. It taunts me with its arrival, testing my patience and just as I think that it’s going to arrive, I find myself needing a cold shower to stave off another wave of pain. Staying out of the maids and butler’s way is the best part. Especially when I’m nearly caught with my hands up Ellie’s skirt in the kitchen by Rhonda, those awful six beeps for the keypad ringing through the foyer.
I love being watched but I’m not sure that she would appreciate that kind of show.
Macon would also have a fit knowing that anyone else saw the way Ellie’s lips part when she comes, those soft sounds slipping through when she lets go. No, our Alpha would kill both the staff and us.
In the safety of this house, I have little to worry about even if I know that the shitstorm that photo caused is only making it worse out there. Macon’s warned the both of us to stay off social media in any capacity and all business calls have been redirected to him. Aside from Ellie and a few of the staff, I haven’t spoken with anyone else in three days. Aalya hasn’t even tried any funny shit of which I’m slightly surprised.
Not that I need anyone other than my two mates.
My ever-loving, caring Alpha and my beautiful pregnant Beta. She’s taken off the last few nights as well, working through her classes on a borrowed laptop from Macon’s office. While she studies, I find myself using her lap as a pillow until I get bored and decide that making her come is a much better mission.
Unfortunately, like now, Ellie is in the middle of a quiz.
“Five more minutes, Savin,” she purrs, trying to wiggle away from my grip. Ellie has her curls pinned on top of her head, Macon’s shirt hanging loosely off her shoulder but it’s the boxer shorts that I want away with. “Savin, this is a timed test!”
“Shoulda studied harder,” I snort, fingering the hem of one of the short’s legs. “Would have finished faster then.” Testing her resolve, I push my hand inside, fingers dancing along the sensitive skin. She squirms when my touch meets the apex of her thighs, wetness coating my skin. “Goddess, you’re soaked. Ellie, have you been thinking about this?”
“No,” she murmurs, eyes still focused on her laptop. “Three minutes.”
“Too long.” I stuff a finger in her pussy, grinning when she howls at the intrusion. Ellie grits her teeth together before she snaps the laptop closed and chucks it across the cushions. Realizing that I’ve won, I pull my fingers out and then shove them down the waistband of her pants for a better angle. Her hand fists into my shirt, dragging me in for a kiss, her tongue swiping across my lips and then slipping into my mouth. Her piercings heighten the pleasure as I pump my fingers in and out of her pussy, loving the way her hips meet me with every thrust.
The movement has her belly brushing against my arm, warmth settling in my chest that there are two babies in there. My babies.
“Erm, Savin, I’m going to come.”
“Of course you are, angel. Show me how pretty you are when you fall apart.”
She nibbles on my lips as I continue to pleasure her. Seeing Ellie relaxed has in some strange way soothed the pain of my heat. As if her release and the pheromones she emits help placate my usually needy ass. Without her in the house, I would have been curled up in a tight ball in my nest or the shower until Macon returned to take care of me. Even when my heats manifest somewhat normally, I’m stuck in this dizzying haze of neediness and knots.
Now?
I can at least breathe without constantly craving something shoved up my ass. It’s not normal but fuck I’ll take it.
Ellie whines through an orgasm, bucking wildly against my fingers. “Holy fuck, babe. Yes!” That sweet and spicy cider scent explodes through the room as she falls apart, sagging against the cushions. “Probably failed that quiz but it was so worth it.”
The little research I’ve done told me that Ellie’s need for sex during pregnancy might be heightened or she wouldn’t want us to touch her at all. She hasn’t sought us out but every time I start something, Ellie is more than happy to finish it. Just last night, she turned sweet kisses with Macon into getting knotted. I am not complaining about the wonderful show I witnessed and it’s amazing seeing how easily she’s fit into our lives.
Well, the life inside of this house.
I have no idea what to expect when we step outside tomorrow. Ellie has to return to school and I have contract obligations to fulfill.
I drag my fingers out and suck on them, smacking my lips obnoxiously until Ellie’s stomach growls. Goddess, when was the last time we ate? Ellie picked at breakfast and maybe took two bites of dinner last night. “Lunch, Ellie. Your sister will kill me otherwise.” I jump off the couch and pull her with me, still sucking that sweet taste off my digits. Carleen won’t actually kill me but she’s one of the few Alphas that terrifies me. She doesn’t push her Alpha status forward and yet her aura still demands respect. The way she confronted Macon was enough to have me on my toes around her.
Ellie starts rummaging through drawers as I wash my hands and then slide my phone out to check for messages. A frown takes over my face when there’s just one from Macon.
I’ll be home around lunch.
Even when we work different schedules, Macon sends me several sweet messages. Lately, though, he’s been a little more distant. Not enough for Ellie to notice, I don’t think but it’s the little things. Not as many kisses or touches. His whiskey scent is dry and almost uninviting. It could be stress but it feels like something else. Something bothering him that he feels like he can’t tell us.
I glance over at Ellie who’s humming her way through opening a bowl of microwaveable mac n cheese. “Wait, Ellie, angel,” I grab the processed food from her. “You’ve been eating this since you came over a few days ago. We all like cheese but you need real food.”
“That is real food. Besides, I have cravings.”
“Yeah, and I don’t need your Alpha sister up my ass because we haven’t been feeding you properly. There’s some leftover salad and the grilled salmon from last night that you didn’t eat.”