Alpha Gray by C.J. Primer

CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE

Gray

I dropped Reid off at the packhouse in Stillwater when we returned from Denver, then headed straight to the squad complex. I parked my Jeep in its usual spot and was starting for the gate when I caught Fallon’s scent, carried on the breeze from the opposite direction. My heart immediately lurched- with the events in Denver still fresh, my mind rushed to the worst case scenario- but after I followed her short trail to the clearing, my concern turned to jealous rage at the sight of that fucking kid lying on top of her.

Now I’m pacing in my room, regretting that I told her to come see me in an hour rather than in ten minutes. Her explanation in the forest made sense, and now with the benefit of hindsight I’m able to calm down, think clearly. Thank god I’m able to control my wolf, or he would’ve ripped Boyd’s throat out tonight.

Having Fallon come to my room here at the complex is risky, but I leave the door unlocked so she can slip inside fast, hopefully undetected. I keep checking my watch, agitated, as the time ticks by. She’s late. I’ve got a meeting set up with the other alphas tonight to discuss Denver, and if she doesn’t arrive soon, I’ll have to leave to get to it.

I’ve nearly given up on her when my wolf perks up and I hear brisk footsteps in the hallway outside. Moments later, my door opens, and I’m dizzy with the delight of Fallon’s lovely scent as she steps inside.

“I’m sorry,” she breathes, pressing the door closed behind her. “I couldn’t get away. Boyd told Shay we got in trouble, and she kept asking questions, and…”

I cross the room in two seconds flat, taking her face in my hands and smothering her words with my mouth. She makes the cutest little ‘umph’ sound as our lips connect and the tingle of sparks dance between them. Then she darts her tongue into my mouth, finding mine, returning the kiss with equal fervor.

I’ve been dying to kiss her all week. Being away from her for so long was fucking torture- at first, all I thought of was how I wanted her under me again, writhing in pleasure as I fuck her senseless. Then, as the week dragged on, darker thoughts crept in- what if something happened at the six-pack while I was away? What if there was attack and I wasn’t there to protect her?

The whole time I was in Denver, I felt a little scattered. I was still able to get a lot done, but Fallon was always lingering in the back of my mind. It’s fucking scary that she has such a hold on me already.

As our tongues tangle together, I move one hand to her waist, wrapping my arm around it and pressing her body close to mine. My dick punches at my zipper as I drag her bottom lip between my teeth, pulling back to look at her.

Fallon gazes up at me through her eyelashes, her eyes clouded with lust as she runs her palms up my chest, then drapes her arms around my neck.

“Well hello to you, too.” Her plump lips curve into a sly little smirk.

“That kid in the forest with you…”

“Boyd’s just a friend,” she says quickly. “A close friend, from home, but still just a friend.”

“That guy’s into you, Fallon,” I grumble.

She chuckles, shaking her head. “Yeah, me and every other girl he’s ever met.”

I scowl. She may not see it, but I do. And I should know, I’m a guy. I’ve seen the way Boyd looks at her. She may perceive it as friendship, but he definitely wants more than that- he practically tried to stake his claim earlier tonight.

If only he knew that she’s already mine.

“You know…” Fallon says softly, sliding one of her hands from around my neck to cup my jaw. Warmth spreads through my body, radiating out from the spot where she touches my face. “If I didn’t know any better, I’d think mister casual was jealous.”

I stare down at her intently, backing her up into the wall beside the door. “If I didn’t know any better, I’d think you keep being bad because you like to be punished.” My voice is low, gravelly.

Fallon shrugs, feigning innocence as the hint of a smile crosses her lips. “Maybe.”

I reach up behind her neck, burying my fingers in her hair as I lean down to claim her mouth again. She tastes so sweet- like the ripest fruit bursting in my mouth. Her tongue laps against mine as she makes a soft moaning sound, my cock getting even harder in response. What is it about this girl that drives me so fucking wild?!

I pull back from the kiss, wrapping my arms around her waist as Fallon traces her fingertips along my bicep.

“What about you?” she asks.

“Hm?”

“Jealous?” She cocks an eyebrow.

“I don’t share,” I grumble, running my hands up her waist and around to her perky little tits. I squeeze them roughly through her shirt, eliciting another soft moan from her lips as she tilts her head back and her eyes flutter closed.

I keep one hand on her left breast and cruise the other down her belly, over the front of her leggings to her hot little pussy. I trail one finger over her slit, rubbing her through the thin material.

“I don’t belong to anyone,” she pants, rocking her hips forward and pressing herself into my hand.

That comment sends my wolf surging forward. Mine.

I shove him back, moving my hand up to the waist of Fallon’s leggings and slipping it inside.

“No?” I ask as my finger finds her clit, tracing circles around it.

A needy whine escapes her lips as her body sags back against the wall. I move my other hand from her breast, wrapping my arm around her waist to hold her steady as I start teasing her clit. Then I work my hand downwards, plunging a finger into her pussy.

Fuck, she’s so wet for me. Always so ready, so responsive. So fucking perfect.

I lean my head down next to hers, my lips hovering beside her ear. “Whose pussy is this, baby?” I growl.

“Yours,” she pants, undulating her hips with my movements, fucking my finger. I spread my hand so I can rub her clit with my thumb as I continue working my finger in and out of her and from her ragged breathing, I can tell she’s getting close.

“Come for me, Fallon” I rasp, and she cries out, crashing over the edge into orgasm. I smash my mouth down over hers, swallowing her screams as her body convulses with her climax. Her pussy squeezes my finger, her hips rocking, and she’s so damn sexy in the throes of bliss that I almost come in my pants.

I don’t pull away from the kiss until her orgasm subsides, staring down at her as I drag my hand out of her pants.

“Good girl,” I say, patting the front of her pussy through her leggings.

Fallon’s breathing slows as she steadies herself on her feet, reaching forward to rake her hands down my chest. Then she grabs my cock through my jeans and I almost explode from her contact.

I snatch her wrist, pulling her hand off of my dick as she peers up at me questioningly.

“I have to go to a meeting,” I grumble. “If we don’t stop now, I’ll never leave this room.”

It’s the truth. At this moment, I don’t care about Denver, or the other alphas, or even the six-pack for that matter. All I want to do is tear Fallon’s clothes from her body and claim her. However, rationality prevails, and it takes every ounce of self-control I have to hold myself back.

“Come on…” she coos, slinging her free arm over my shoulder, stroking her fingers on the nape of my neck.

She makes it so difficult to stand my ground. I place her other arm over my opposite shoulder, then slide my arms around her waist and pull her in close.

“Wish I could.” I drop a quick kiss on her lips. “Trust me, I’d much rather stay here and fuck you all night.”

My comment brings her wolf forward, appearing in silver swirls in her irises. A long pause settles between us.

Fallon blows out a breath. “Fine.”

I break away from her, taking a step back because I’m seconds away from changing my mind and blowing off the meeting.

“You’d better get back to the barracks anyways. And stay out of the forest after dark, it isn’t safe.”

Fallon adjusts the waistband of her leggings and smooths the front of her t-shirt. “We’re just trying to get some extra practice in. You were the one who said to train harder. We’ve been out there every night this week.”

“Really?” I’m impressed she’s taken the initiative.

She nods, cocking out a hip and folding her arms.

“Uh…” I reach back to rub the tense spot at the base of my neck with a hand. “Let me run it by the other guys, I’ll see if you can use the indoor arena instead.”

Fallon arches a brow. “What’s going on? Since when is the forest dangerous?”

I shake my head. It’s too much to explain right now, and I don’t have the time.

“Later,” I sigh. “C’mon.”

I step past her to the door, pulling it open and sticking my head out to look around, make sure the coast is clear.

I spin back around to face Fallon, beckoning her forward with a finger. As she tries to scoot past me, I grab her and pull her in for one more quick kiss.

“Go on, recruit,” I say, slapping her ass. She darts me a mischievous glance over her shoulder as she leaves, and I’m already practically counting the minutes until I can get her back to this room.