Page 50 of Shattered Trinket
He liked it, though…
I glance up and suck in a breath at the intensity in his eyes as he stares down at that bite, nostrils flaring. The blue surrounding his irises somehow seems darker, but not in a frightening way, and when the heavy appendage between us seems to grow only harder against me, my eyes widen. His eyesclash with mine and he raises a brow at me before giving me a lopsided smirk.
“I’m getting that inked into my skin. Just so you know,” he mutters, licking his lip again, and my breath hitches.
He’s downright crazy… but why do I love that so much about him? And why do I secretly want to jump up and down with joy that he wants to tattoo my bite into his skin?
I laugh under my breath and shake my head, gingerly crawling off of him and standing up. I run my fingers through my tangled hair, the curls gnarled from our activities last night and sleep, attempting to keep my eyes from glancing downtherebecause I think I might be a little addicted to Jeremiah after last night.
Then I remember I have to get him out of here without anyone seeing him or knowing he was here somehow, and I start to panic a bit. Especially knowing that Mama Valley is…
Fudge!
I hastily grab my shirt from the floor and rush to the door, narrowly avoiding tripping over the mess of pillows and stuffed animals strewn across the floor. As soon as I open the door, my legs give way beneath me, and a sharp cry escapes my lips. Glancing back, I see a grinning Jeremiah on his knees, his hand tightly wrapped around my ankle, while Mama Valley’s voice echoes in the background, asking if I’m okay.
What the heck are you doing?I mouth to him with a scowl before the closet door rattles again and I glance at it.
“Cozy? Is everything okay in there?”
“Yep, I’m fine! Just… Um… just tripped over a pillow! Clumsy me.” I laugh awkwardly, glaring at Jeremiah and baring my teeth at him, something that only seems to make his grin grow.
With a frustrated exhale, I attempt to climb out of the door, but my progress is halted when he firmly grasps my ankle. The sensation of him yanking on my leg only intensifies my irritation, and I release a muttered growl under my breath.
“Um… I just… need to get dressed! Everything okay, Mama?” I holler out, hanging out of the door, trying to inch forward.
“Oh. Okay,” she calls back, hesitantly. “I was just coming to let you know that me and the dads are going out for a bit. I wanted to see if you wanted to go or if you’re okay with being home alone?”
My breath catches as I feel Jeremiah’s warm breath against my panties, causing a quick dampening sensation at my core. I realize, a moment too late, his intentions, and my eyes widen in shock. The moment his tongue touches the fabric of my panties, an electric sensation rushes through me, momentarily causing my eyes to lose focus and my lips clamp shut to suppress a desperate moan.
“I-uh, I…,” I suck in a deep breath when I feel himnibblingon me through the fabric of my panties and my hand involuntarily moves back to smack him away, only to completely miss him.
“I-I’m fine here,” I eventually squeak out, closing my eyes as I try not to move and encourage his behavior as his tongue slips out and licks me through the cotton.
He’s trying to kill me… or embarrass me. Either way, so not cool.
There’s a moment of silence on the other side of the door, and my mouth opens on a soundless gasp as Jeremiah forcefully presses his face against me, taking in my scent through my panties, causing a flush to rise in my cheeks.
Despite my efforts to swat him away, his insistent licks and closeness make my movements slow. As he catches the bundle of nerves hidden between my thighs with his teeth and rolls it gently, an electric current of pleasure surges through me, causing my senses to overload. My throat constricts as Mama Valley asks if I’m certain, and I manage to force out a feeble ‘yes’.
“Okay, sweetheart. If you’re sure.”
Amidst her words, I detect a hint of amusement, but my attention is consumed by Jeremiah’s relentless actions, his face buried between my most intimate parts, savoring me like a beloved frozen treat.
“O-okay. I’ll, uh, see you guys in a bit,” I stammer out, my voice getting higher with every swipe of my alpha’s tongue against me.
The gentle sound of her knocking twice against the door reaches my ears before she leaves, closing my bedroom door with a soft click. When I know she’s gone, my arms weaken and my body collapses, slumping over the entrance, caught between the comfort of the nest and the confinement of my closet. My eyes fall shut, and a soft whimper escapes me as I feel the carpeted floor beneath my clenched hands. With Jeremiah’s careful touch, my legs tremble, mirroring the pounding rhythm of my racing heart and the pulsing sensation between my thighs.
When I finally crash over the edge, an overwhelming weakness washes over me, leaving me unable to move, no matter how uncomfortable my position is. Moments later, Jeremiah lovingly scoops me up and nestles me into the cozy nest. I babble nonsensically, my words filling the air until he hushes me with a gentle touch and soothes me to sleep with a comforting back rub, my sigh of contentment filling the room.
The next time I wake up, my heart leaps into my throat as I frantically scan the room for Jeremiah, only to find myself alone. Tears well up in my eyes and my breathing becomes labored as panic floods over me, realizing he’s nowhere in the nest.
He didn’t leave without telling me goodbye, did he?
Just as I’m about to get up to search for him, the door swings open, and my breath catches at the intense hunger in his eyes as he realizes I’m awake. Kicking the nest door closed with his bare foot, he grins devilishly at me as he stalks closer to me with an overfull tray in his arms. I tug on the bottom of the oversized t-shirt I have on that I’m positive is his, biting my lip as he climbs back into the nest, carefully and slowly setting the tray down before sitting himself.
“What’s wrong?” he asks when he sees me wiping my eyes and sniffling, brows pinching together.
“I thought you left,” I mumble, rubbing my eyes before wiping my nose.