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Chapter Sixteen
With Max still twinned around him, Alec came out of the stairwell navigating blind. Max, still glued to his mouth, felt the impact of someone hitting her back.
"What the hell." OC trailed off angrily.
Breaking their kiss, Max turned her head quickly and was greeted by an incredulous drop jawed OC.
"Alec, Boo," she sputtered, in shock. * Well, things are certainly moving along here.* Smirking, she watched Max detach her arms and legs from around Alec's body. Her smile widening she eyed Alec's hands on Max's ass as he reluctantly released his hold and let Max slide down his body.
"Hey, OC," Alec greeted.
"Hey, OC, thanks for giving Logan my message. Are you off out?" Max asked, her embarrassment obvious
"Yeah, Max. Got a hot honey I'm staying with tonight so you've got the place to yourselves," she winked.
OC glanced at Alec now standing quietly, his eyes intent on Max. He clearly didn't like that Max was embarrassed.
Max confronted with OC's surprise, felt guilty that they hadn't had their talk. She knew how put out OC would be that she hadn't confided in her about Alec. This, combined with the reminder that she still had to break the news to Logan that she was now with Alec, and Max felt her exuberance quickly slipping away. Catching Alec's now sombre eye and not understanding what had happened to his good spirits either, she fumbled dejectedly for her key.
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She watched him standing at the window gazing broodingly into the street. "Is your shoulder alright," she asked anxiously, when he hadn't moved or said anything half and hour later. God, who would have thought she'd get so used to his talking that half an hour's silence from him would seem like a lifetime?
He caught the thumbs up signal from the roof of the opposite building as the last member of his unit moved into place. Eyes scoping the darkness, he zeroed in on Logan still sitting out front of the building in his car, his binoculars trained on Max's building. *Just a sick fuck who doesn't know when to go home.* He didn't really think Logan would do anything to deliberately endanger Max, but who knew what a pissed of guy might do if they thought someone else was stealing their girlfriend. He wasn't risking another surprise nocturnal visit from White.
Tomorrow he would see if he could coax Max into moving to TC. Maybe with the baby a consideration, he might get lucky. If not, then Todd and Tavis would be pulling a lot of extra night guard duty.
"Yeah, its fine, I'm really tired. I think I'm just gonna have a shower and go to bed. Have you got another dressing if I get this one wet?"
"Yeah. Don't use all the water. I'll have one after you," she answered, suddenly feeling like she wanted to cry.
He came out of the shower ten minutes later, wrapped in a towel, and she changed his wet dressing.
He'd been thinking about it all night. Seeing how embarrassed she'd been about OC to seeing them together, had made him realize that if she wasn't comfortable with her friends knowing about him, then she wasn't going to take him as her mate. Lying in her bed while he waited for her to finish her shower he thought how bittersweet being there was.
Just over a week ago he would have given anything to be in her bed like this waiting for her. Tonight, at this moment, he would have given anything to be able to turn back the clock, for her heat. for none of this to have happened. For them to at least have their old antagonistic friendship still intact. At least then he would still have had the dream that one day, he and Max might have something together. Whereas, now he had nothing.
He'd known that if she rejected him it would be painful, but this numb, choked feeling of desolation he had was worse than he'd imagined. He'd only once before in his life felt anything like this paralysing sense of loss. This was much worse. With this pain came a sense of failure so profound that he literally wanted to curl up in a ball and cry.
He'd tried as hard as he could, over the last year, to fit into her world. In Manticore every thing he had ever done, he had been the best at, he had strived and trained to make himself the best. He didn't fail, he never failed. Within Manticores world he knew what was required, but out here it was different. He'd failed with Rachel and now with Max he'd failed again.
She didn't mind screwing him, he was obviously good enough for that. Just not good enough to take as her mate he reflected bitterly, pain slicing through him. But his DNA wouldn't allow him to conduct that kind of relationship even if he wanted to. He was to territorial, to possessive. If she wasn't his mate, he had to start distancing himself from her.
When she came out of the shower, he was still locked inside his thoughts. It was dark but the lights from the neighbouring building cast a warm glow over him as he lay on his side, the sheet around his waist and his head propped on his hand.
Dropping her towel beside the bed, she got in beside him, tucking the sheet under her arm she arranged herself in the same position as him.
"So what's up, Alec? Why has the guy who I can never usually shut up not had anything to say since we got home?" she asked him lightly, hoping to chase away his morose mood.
"Why don't you like me, Max?" he asked, his deep voice sounded young and unsure, nothing like his usual cocky, confident self. It came out of the blue and it wasn't what she had been expected.
Surprised and uncertain, she stared back at him. He met her gaze unwaveringly and his eyes, usually so guarded and wary, were vulnerable and filled with pain. Guilty and ashamed, she stared back at him, thinking about all the hurtful things she'd said and done to him. Things she'd justified by telling herself it didn't matter. It was only Alec and he didn't care.
She reached over and cupped his cheek in her hand "I do like you, Alec."
He moved his face away from her hand.
"Don't lie to me Max, I've never lied to you. I want to know." His voice so young and vulnerable, that again, it took her by surprise. "I've tried my best to do things right. I know I got some things messed up at first, but I've changed. but still nothing I do is good enough for you."
"I'm not good enough for you," he added softly, his thick dark lashes swept down for an instant before his gaze was once more steadfastly on hers "Why is that, Max? Is it's because I'm not Logan. Okay, I can understand that? Or is it because I'm Transgenic and not human? Or is it me, myself? Which is it, Max? Tell me I want to know."
Pain sliced through her. All the things she was only just coming to terms with in her head, he already knew. He knew why she had treated him like she had and it had hurt him. It had really hurt him, she realized her eyes fixed on his expressive green eyes, for once totally open. Nothing hidden, nothing held back. Now, he needed her to fix it.
How did she do that? She asked herself, panicked thoughts tumbling through her mind until reason prevailed. This was Alec. He'd always understood her, always been patient with her. He would be the same now. Less than a foot separated them on the bed, but it felt like a gulf. She didn't like the feeling of disconnection from him. The need to touch him warred with her fear that he would reject her touch again.
"I'm Sorry, Alec, I'm so sorry for the way I have treated you I."
"I don't want to hear that, Max that's not what I asked you. Tell me why I'm not good enough? Tell me? I want to know why I've failed?"
Frowning, puzzled she searched his face. "Failed? How have you failed?"
"Failed to be good enough, to make the grade, good enough to screw but not good enough to mate with," he answered angrily. "I want to know if it's because of something I've done or haven't done? Or if it's because of something I can't control? So tell me?" he demanded.
He thought she'd decided to reject him as her mate, that's why he'd been so withdrawn and morose tonight. That he saw it in terms of a mission, success or failure, didn't surprise her. That was how they had been raised. You failed the mission you were flawed, inadequate. He had failed two missions, first Rachel and now her and he wanted to know where he was defective, why he was inadequate? She might not yet be able to explain why she had treated him so badly in the past, but this she could deal with.
"You haven't failed, Alec, I do want you as my mate. I was going to tell you tonight. After I'd told Logan we were finished, it seemed right to do it that way, but everything got all messed up and I didn't get a chance to tell Logan and then you seemed so preoccupied I."
"What? What did you say?" he interrupted haltingly.
"I said, I want you to be my mate," she repeated patiently. "Please," she tagged on as an after thought.
She wanted him as her mate. Please, he repeated in his head, stunned. *It couldn't be this easy.* He glanced sideways at her eyeing her doubtfully. His befuddled, wary expression made her smile.
"You and me, Max, like this every night together?" he gestured to where they lay, to make sure she understood what he was asking her. "No Logan."
"I may not know a few things, Alec, but I'm not an idiot. I know what being mated means," she snorted.
He smiled. That open engaging smile that made her breath catch. She smiled back at him.
"So then you know that as the female in this partnership you do exactly what I say when I say it? As is the way with transgenic matings," he asked, his usual cocky façade back in place.
"Yeah, right, Alec, in your dreams," she replied tartly.
I am in my dreams he thought, euphorically *I'm in Max's bed with Max, and she is pregnant with my baby, and she has just told me she wants to be my mate* he smiled beatifically at her.
Moving closer, she leaned into him, "Things will continue on as they always have," she breathed, sucking along his collarbone.
She felt his fingers twinning through her hair. "With you doing exactly what I want, " she whispered, raining butterfly kisses up his neck, "when I want it." She closed her eyes blissfully as his fingers massaged her scalp.
"Except now I can have my wicked way with you," she murmured, into the ear she was tracing with her tongue, "whenever I choose."
"Okay," he agreed, his green eyes alight with laughter.
Her hair was spread in disarray across the pillow. His eyes caught and held hers as he tenderly stroked it into order. Bending his head, he teased her lips apart, at the same time his large warm hand gently kneaded her stomach. The rich heady taste of him invaded her senses. He kissed her slow and deep, his tongue searching and exploring.
Max gave herself up to his mouth as she kissed him, running her fingers through his silky hair, a fire of desire for him pulsing through her. He could feel her whimpering into his mouth as she moulded herself against him. Pulling away from their kiss, he looked down at the mass of her dark hair falling over her creamy shoulders, her long slender neck and her full rounded breasts with their velvet soft nipples.
"You're so beautiful Max." Cupping one of her lush breasts, he brushed his thumb over the nipple. He heard her soft moan and felt her hand cradling his head, urging his mouth down to her other breast. He Laved swollen nipple with his tongue and she pushed her breast up into his mouth. Taking it into his mouth he suckled sweetly.
"Hmm. don't stop, Alec, that feels so good." He heard her deep sigh of pleasure as he turned his attention to her other breast.
Max feeling his hand leave her breast, and his fingers gliding lightly over the sensitive skin of her stomach, arched in anticipation as he began to kiss his way down her body.
He felt her stomach hollow as he circled her navel with his tongue. Feeling her hands on his shoulders urging him down her body he grinned into her abdomen. Nibbling and kissing a trail across to her hipbone he felt her moving her leg to give him better access to where she wanted him, her hands on his shoulders still pushing him down.
"Do you want me to do this, Max?" he murmured lapping his tongue across her sensitive clit. He heard her quick intake of breath as she jerked her hips up into his mouth.
"Yes," she breathed, holding his head on her.
She was so wet and warm and swollen, her taste intoxicating. He loved how she moaned and thrashed under his mouth, how she urged him not to stop. She was so uninhibited and breathlessly appreciative. He loved that about her
"Don't stop, Alec, Don't stop," she moaned, as she arched up under his mouth.
He could feel the tension in her building as he tried to still the frenzied jerking of her hips. Sucking rhythmically he felt her hands convulse in his hair as she arched her back and shuddered into her climax.
He pulled her still trembling body into his arms and held her until her body had quieted, his own hot hard and ready. She found his mouth with hers, their kiss mutually hungry. Tongues tangled as she clung to him and pressed her body flush against his. She could feel his erection pressed between their bodies.
Slowly breaking their kiss, she moved back to look at him " I never imagined before you, Alec, that a man could be so beautiful," she whispered, tracing a feather soft line down his chest to his navel. "Especially here," she murmured, her eyes sultry as she gazed at him from under her eyelashes and closed her hand around his erection. " Are all transgenic males as big as you?" she asked curiously.
"Don't know Max," he answered unsteadily, groaning as she gripped him tightly and slid her hand up the shaft of his erection.
He closed his eyes blissfully as she closed her hand over the swollen, pulsing head. She watched his lips part and his eyes flutter shut as she started to move her hand on him.
"Do you like that, Alec?" she murmured, between gentle bites as she sucked his stomach and moved her hand on him.
He grunted in reply moving his hips into her hand, his hand cradling her head. Moving down the bed closer to him she grasped his shaft in her hand and licked the head, laving her tongue around the sensitive rim. Both his hands went to her head as she heard, that deep sexy groan he made low in his throat. But you like this best, she thought complacently as she closed her mouth over him and started to suck.
Alec looked down at her glossy head buried in his groin, and all sensation concentrated where her soft warm mouth engulfed him. He could feel himself starting to loose control. Reaching down, he grasped her arms to pull her up his body. Reluctantly releasing him she moaned disappointedly.
"I want to be inside you, Max," his voice was deep and husky in her ear as he lay down again pulling her on top of him.
She rose to her knees, and grasping his shaft she moved him into position, and sank down until he was buried deep. He watched her rapt, flushed face as she sank down onto him. His hands around her waist, he sat up and still inside her he moved to the side of the bed, his feet on the floor and Max astride his lap. He pulled her against him and buried his face in the warm curve of her neck.
Clamping his hands on her waist he pulled her down onto him as he thrust into her. Quickly catching his rhythm, Max met his thrusts as she moved up and down on him. Hands on her back, he held her arched body and thrust repeatedly into her as she moaned and withered. Leaning forward he closed his mouth over her nipple, sucking and working the erect bud with his teeth.
Holding his head to her breast she was gasping and rocking against him as she sought her release. He couldn't get enough of her he needed to be a part of her like this, needed her slick with sweat, wild and wanton, desperate for release, needing him as much as he needed her. Again and again he thrust into her. Eyes locked on her face, he saw her bite down on her bottom lip as he quickened his rhythm.
Max felt him start to go wild under her. Sliding his hands up her back, he jerked her urgently against him and she heard him grunt deep in his throat as she felt the warm wet surge of him inside her. Her own body followed his, her inner muscles spasming around him as she bit down into his shoulder and rode him through her release.
Her cheek on his heaving chest she rested boneless and satiated against him. His heartbeat was frantic under her ear. Moving her hair aside he kissed the back of her neck as he stroked and rubbed her back.
"Cold," he asked, as he felt her shiver.
"No," she giggled, closing her eyes blissfully and wiggling closer into him. His fingers, trailed a sensuous rhythm up and down her spine, making her shiver again.
He looked down at her nestled against him. Giggling and happy again. He smiled with satisfaction. Moving them both back into the bed, he pulled the cover over them as she nestled against his side. Tilting her chin up, he kissed her long and slow and sensuously. Slowly releasing her lip he was sucking, he pulled back to look at her.
Her eyes were soft as they roamed his face "I do like you, Alec," she whispered, reaching up and tucking a strand of his silky hair behind his ear. "You're very special to me and I'm lucky to have you as my mate." Max felt a wave of tenderness for him as she watched disbelief, joy and finally shy embarrassment flit across his face.
Overcome with happiness choking back his emotions, Alec buried his face in the curve of her neck. Beyond happy, he held her as she cradled his head with one hand and stoked his hair with the other. This is what he had been looking for all his life. This sense of belonging, this closeness and connection he felt when he was with her. He would keep her safe. Nobody was going to take this away from him, he vowed silently.
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Max struggled slowly to awareness she couldn't remember ever sleeping as deeply, she lay there getting her bearings. Alec. She could feel him, smell him, but he was no longer in her bed. Quickly, she sat up, and padded into her living room. He was standing by the window naked, his head bowed, his back to her, surveying the street.
She ran her eyes leisurely up his strong, tall frame she'd never get tired of looking at him. He truly was beautiful. She could see the muscles in his wide shoulders and his lean buttocks flex and move every time he shifted his weight. The stark white dressing on his shoulder the only thing marring the smooth perfection of his skin. Thankfully, she registered the wound had stopped bleeding. Watching wasn't enough, her need to touch him was irresistible.
Alec, his body still angled so he could view the street, turned his head and watched her as she came to him. Her small, fluid body with its surprisingly lush curves, so beautiful, her hair in wild disarray, her expression soft, and her face flushed, her lips plump and swollen from his kisses. He registered the marks of his teeth on her with satisfaction. Mine, and marked as mine flashed primitively through his mind. He accepted his possessiveness with resignation his DNA predetermined it. It was outside his control and therefore pointless to dwell on.
Max slid her hand caressingly up the long muscle of his back and over his shoulder, and moving into his side she pressed herself against him. He moved his body to screen hers from the window, his hand seeking the warm hollow of her back.
"What are you looking at, Alec?" she peered out into the darkness and down to the street. Cars, a few people, nothing of interest, she registered before he jerked the curtain closed. Turning back to him their eyes caught.
Gently she smoothed her fingers down his neck, his skin is so much softer than you'd expect, almost velvety, she mused as she traced the arch of his ear. Absorbed, she trailed her fingertips along the strong plains of his jaw and down the warm length of his throat. Stretching up, she opened her mouth over the warm hollow at the base of his throat and sucked.
Logan and his unit already gone from his mind, Alec closed his eyes, his total focus on Max and how she made him feel.
"Why weren't you in my bed when I woke up?" she breathed against his throat.
"I wanted to see if you missed me enough to come get me," he murmured into her ear.
"The minute I woke up, I missed you," she answered, marvelling at her own happy, content acceptance of the truth of it.
He loved her teasing like this. When she said things like that, it made him feel important to her.
Pulling her against him, he slid his hands down her sides and around her ass and lifted her up his body. As she locked her legs around his waist, he watched her dark eyes widen as her body intimately contacted his.
"Hmm I think I like this mode of transport she mused, smiling wickedly as she rubbed herself against him.
His green eyes dancing with happiness, Alec carried her back to bed.
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Chapter Sixteen
With Max still twinned around him, Alec came out of the stairwell navigating blind. Max, still glued to his mouth, felt the impact of someone hitting her back.
"What the hell." OC trailed off angrily.
Breaking their kiss, Max turned her head quickly and was greeted by an incredulous drop jawed OC.
"Alec, Boo," she sputtered, in shock. * Well, things are certainly moving along here.* Smirking, she watched Max detach her arms and legs from around Alec's body. Her smile widening she eyed Alec's hands on Max's ass as he reluctantly released his hold and let Max slide down his body.
"Hey, OC," Alec greeted.
"Hey, OC, thanks for giving Logan my message. Are you off out?" Max asked, her embarrassment obvious
"Yeah, Max. Got a hot honey I'm staying with tonight so you've got the place to yourselves," she winked.
OC glanced at Alec now standing quietly, his eyes intent on Max. He clearly didn't like that Max was embarrassed.
Max confronted with OC's surprise, felt guilty that they hadn't had their talk. She knew how put out OC would be that she hadn't confided in her about Alec. This, combined with the reminder that she still had to break the news to Logan that she was now with Alec, and Max felt her exuberance quickly slipping away. Catching Alec's now sombre eye and not understanding what had happened to his good spirits either, she fumbled dejectedly for her key.
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She watched him standing at the window gazing broodingly into the street. "Is your shoulder alright," she asked anxiously, when he hadn't moved or said anything half and hour later. God, who would have thought she'd get so used to his talking that half an hour's silence from him would seem like a lifetime?
He caught the thumbs up signal from the roof of the opposite building as the last member of his unit moved into place. Eyes scoping the darkness, he zeroed in on Logan still sitting out front of the building in his car, his binoculars trained on Max's building. *Just a sick fuck who doesn't know when to go home.* He didn't really think Logan would do anything to deliberately endanger Max, but who knew what a pissed of guy might do if they thought someone else was stealing their girlfriend. He wasn't risking another surprise nocturnal visit from White.
Tomorrow he would see if he could coax Max into moving to TC. Maybe with the baby a consideration, he might get lucky. If not, then Todd and Tavis would be pulling a lot of extra night guard duty.
"Yeah, its fine, I'm really tired. I think I'm just gonna have a shower and go to bed. Have you got another dressing if I get this one wet?"
"Yeah. Don't use all the water. I'll have one after you," she answered, suddenly feeling like she wanted to cry.
He came out of the shower ten minutes later, wrapped in a towel, and she changed his wet dressing.
He'd been thinking about it all night. Seeing how embarrassed she'd been about OC to seeing them together, had made him realize that if she wasn't comfortable with her friends knowing about him, then she wasn't going to take him as her mate. Lying in her bed while he waited for her to finish her shower he thought how bittersweet being there was.
Just over a week ago he would have given anything to be in her bed like this waiting for her. Tonight, at this moment, he would have given anything to be able to turn back the clock, for her heat. for none of this to have happened. For them to at least have their old antagonistic friendship still intact. At least then he would still have had the dream that one day, he and Max might have something together. Whereas, now he had nothing.
He'd known that if she rejected him it would be painful, but this numb, choked feeling of desolation he had was worse than he'd imagined. He'd only once before in his life felt anything like this paralysing sense of loss. This was much worse. With this pain came a sense of failure so profound that he literally wanted to curl up in a ball and cry.
He'd tried as hard as he could, over the last year, to fit into her world. In Manticore every thing he had ever done, he had been the best at, he had strived and trained to make himself the best. He didn't fail, he never failed. Within Manticores world he knew what was required, but out here it was different. He'd failed with Rachel and now with Max he'd failed again.
She didn't mind screwing him, he was obviously good enough for that. Just not good enough to take as her mate he reflected bitterly, pain slicing through him. But his DNA wouldn't allow him to conduct that kind of relationship even if he wanted to. He was to territorial, to possessive. If she wasn't his mate, he had to start distancing himself from her.
When she came out of the shower, he was still locked inside his thoughts. It was dark but the lights from the neighbouring building cast a warm glow over him as he lay on his side, the sheet around his waist and his head propped on his hand.
Dropping her towel beside the bed, she got in beside him, tucking the sheet under her arm she arranged herself in the same position as him.
"So what's up, Alec? Why has the guy who I can never usually shut up not had anything to say since we got home?" she asked him lightly, hoping to chase away his morose mood.
"Why don't you like me, Max?" he asked, his deep voice sounded young and unsure, nothing like his usual cocky, confident self. It came out of the blue and it wasn't what she had been expected.
Surprised and uncertain, she stared back at him. He met her gaze unwaveringly and his eyes, usually so guarded and wary, were vulnerable and filled with pain. Guilty and ashamed, she stared back at him, thinking about all the hurtful things she'd said and done to him. Things she'd justified by telling herself it didn't matter. It was only Alec and he didn't care.
She reached over and cupped his cheek in her hand "I do like you, Alec."
He moved his face away from her hand.
"Don't lie to me Max, I've never lied to you. I want to know." His voice so young and vulnerable, that again, it took her by surprise. "I've tried my best to do things right. I know I got some things messed up at first, but I've changed. but still nothing I do is good enough for you."
"I'm not good enough for you," he added softly, his thick dark lashes swept down for an instant before his gaze was once more steadfastly on hers "Why is that, Max? Is it's because I'm not Logan. Okay, I can understand that? Or is it because I'm Transgenic and not human? Or is it me, myself? Which is it, Max? Tell me I want to know."
Pain sliced through her. All the things she was only just coming to terms with in her head, he already knew. He knew why she had treated him like she had and it had hurt him. It had really hurt him, she realized her eyes fixed on his expressive green eyes, for once totally open. Nothing hidden, nothing held back. Now, he needed her to fix it.
How did she do that? She asked herself, panicked thoughts tumbling through her mind until reason prevailed. This was Alec. He'd always understood her, always been patient with her. He would be the same now. Less than a foot separated them on the bed, but it felt like a gulf. She didn't like the feeling of disconnection from him. The need to touch him warred with her fear that he would reject her touch again.
"I'm Sorry, Alec, I'm so sorry for the way I have treated you I."
"I don't want to hear that, Max that's not what I asked you. Tell me why I'm not good enough? Tell me? I want to know why I've failed?"
Frowning, puzzled she searched his face. "Failed? How have you failed?"
"Failed to be good enough, to make the grade, good enough to screw but not good enough to mate with," he answered angrily. "I want to know if it's because of something I've done or haven't done? Or if it's because of something I can't control? So tell me?" he demanded.
He thought she'd decided to reject him as her mate, that's why he'd been so withdrawn and morose tonight. That he saw it in terms of a mission, success or failure, didn't surprise her. That was how they had been raised. You failed the mission you were flawed, inadequate. He had failed two missions, first Rachel and now her and he wanted to know where he was defective, why he was inadequate? She might not yet be able to explain why she had treated him so badly in the past, but this she could deal with.
"You haven't failed, Alec, I do want you as my mate. I was going to tell you tonight. After I'd told Logan we were finished, it seemed right to do it that way, but everything got all messed up and I didn't get a chance to tell Logan and then you seemed so preoccupied I."
"What? What did you say?" he interrupted haltingly.
"I said, I want you to be my mate," she repeated patiently. "Please," she tagged on as an after thought.
She wanted him as her mate. Please, he repeated in his head, stunned. *It couldn't be this easy.* He glanced sideways at her eyeing her doubtfully. His befuddled, wary expression made her smile.
"You and me, Max, like this every night together?" he gestured to where they lay, to make sure she understood what he was asking her. "No Logan."
"I may not know a few things, Alec, but I'm not an idiot. I know what being mated means," she snorted.
He smiled. That open engaging smile that made her breath catch. She smiled back at him.
"So then you know that as the female in this partnership you do exactly what I say when I say it? As is the way with transgenic matings," he asked, his usual cocky façade back in place.
"Yeah, right, Alec, in your dreams," she replied tartly.
I am in my dreams he thought, euphorically *I'm in Max's bed with Max, and she is pregnant with my baby, and she has just told me she wants to be my mate* he smiled beatifically at her.
Moving closer, she leaned into him, "Things will continue on as they always have," she breathed, sucking along his collarbone.
She felt his fingers twinning through her hair. "With you doing exactly what I want, " she whispered, raining butterfly kisses up his neck, "when I want it." She closed her eyes blissfully as his fingers massaged her scalp.
"Except now I can have my wicked way with you," she murmured, into the ear she was tracing with her tongue, "whenever I choose."
"Okay," he agreed, his green eyes alight with laughter.
Her hair was spread in disarray across the pillow. His eyes caught and held hers as he tenderly stroked it into order. Bending his head, he teased her lips apart, at the same time his large warm hand gently kneaded her stomach. The rich heady taste of him invaded her senses. He kissed her slow and deep, his tongue searching and exploring.
Max gave herself up to his mouth as she kissed him, running her fingers through his silky hair, a fire of desire for him pulsing through her. He could feel her whimpering into his mouth as she moulded herself against him. Pulling away from their kiss, he looked down at the mass of her dark hair falling over her creamy shoulders, her long slender neck and her full rounded breasts with their velvet soft nipples.
"You're so beautiful Max." Cupping one of her lush breasts, he brushed his thumb over the nipple. He heard her soft moan and felt her hand cradling his head, urging his mouth down to her other breast. He Laved swollen nipple with his tongue and she pushed her breast up into his mouth. Taking it into his mouth he suckled sweetly.
"Hmm. don't stop, Alec, that feels so good." He heard her deep sigh of pleasure as he turned his attention to her other breast.
Max feeling his hand leave her breast, and his fingers gliding lightly over the sensitive skin of her stomach, arched in anticipation as he began to kiss his way down her body.
He felt her stomach hollow as he circled her navel with his tongue. Feeling her hands on his shoulders urging him down her body he grinned into her abdomen. Nibbling and kissing a trail across to her hipbone he felt her moving her leg to give him better access to where she wanted him, her hands on his shoulders still pushing him down.
"Do you want me to do this, Max?" he murmured lapping his tongue across her sensitive clit. He heard her quick intake of breath as she jerked her hips up into his mouth.
"Yes," she breathed, holding his head on her.
She was so wet and warm and swollen, her taste intoxicating. He loved how she moaned and thrashed under his mouth, how she urged him not to stop. She was so uninhibited and breathlessly appreciative. He loved that about her
"Don't stop, Alec, Don't stop," she moaned, as she arched up under his mouth.
He could feel the tension in her building as he tried to still the frenzied jerking of her hips. Sucking rhythmically he felt her hands convulse in his hair as she arched her back and shuddered into her climax.
He pulled her still trembling body into his arms and held her until her body had quieted, his own hot hard and ready. She found his mouth with hers, their kiss mutually hungry. Tongues tangled as she clung to him and pressed her body flush against his. She could feel his erection pressed between their bodies.
Slowly breaking their kiss, she moved back to look at him " I never imagined before you, Alec, that a man could be so beautiful," she whispered, tracing a feather soft line down his chest to his navel. "Especially here," she murmured, her eyes sultry as she gazed at him from under her eyelashes and closed her hand around his erection. " Are all transgenic males as big as you?" she asked curiously.
"Don't know Max," he answered unsteadily, groaning as she gripped him tightly and slid her hand up the shaft of his erection.
He closed his eyes blissfully as she closed her hand over the swollen, pulsing head. She watched his lips part and his eyes flutter shut as she started to move her hand on him.
"Do you like that, Alec?" she murmured, between gentle bites as she sucked his stomach and moved her hand on him.
He grunted in reply moving his hips into her hand, his hand cradling her head. Moving down the bed closer to him she grasped his shaft in her hand and licked the head, laving her tongue around the sensitive rim. Both his hands went to her head as she heard, that deep sexy groan he made low in his throat. But you like this best, she thought complacently as she closed her mouth over him and started to suck.
Alec looked down at her glossy head buried in his groin, and all sensation concentrated where her soft warm mouth engulfed him. He could feel himself starting to loose control. Reaching down, he grasped her arms to pull her up his body. Reluctantly releasing him she moaned disappointedly.
"I want to be inside you, Max," his voice was deep and husky in her ear as he lay down again pulling her on top of him.
She rose to her knees, and grasping his shaft she moved him into position, and sank down until he was buried deep. He watched her rapt, flushed face as she sank down onto him. His hands around her waist, he sat up and still inside her he moved to the side of the bed, his feet on the floor and Max astride his lap. He pulled her against him and buried his face in the warm curve of her neck.
Clamping his hands on her waist he pulled her down onto him as he thrust into her. Quickly catching his rhythm, Max met his thrusts as she moved up and down on him. Hands on her back, he held her arched body and thrust repeatedly into her as she moaned and withered. Leaning forward he closed his mouth over her nipple, sucking and working the erect bud with his teeth.
Holding his head to her breast she was gasping and rocking against him as she sought her release. He couldn't get enough of her he needed to be a part of her like this, needed her slick with sweat, wild and wanton, desperate for release, needing him as much as he needed her. Again and again he thrust into her. Eyes locked on her face, he saw her bite down on her bottom lip as he quickened his rhythm.
Max felt him start to go wild under her. Sliding his hands up her back, he jerked her urgently against him and she heard him grunt deep in his throat as she felt the warm wet surge of him inside her. Her own body followed his, her inner muscles spasming around him as she bit down into his shoulder and rode him through her release.
Her cheek on his heaving chest she rested boneless and satiated against him. His heartbeat was frantic under her ear. Moving her hair aside he kissed the back of her neck as he stroked and rubbed her back.
"Cold," he asked, as he felt her shiver.
"No," she giggled, closing her eyes blissfully and wiggling closer into him. His fingers, trailed a sensuous rhythm up and down her spine, making her shiver again.
He looked down at her nestled against him. Giggling and happy again. He smiled with satisfaction. Moving them both back into the bed, he pulled the cover over them as she nestled against his side. Tilting her chin up, he kissed her long and slow and sensuously. Slowly releasing her lip he was sucking, he pulled back to look at her.
Her eyes were soft as they roamed his face "I do like you, Alec," she whispered, reaching up and tucking a strand of his silky hair behind his ear. "You're very special to me and I'm lucky to have you as my mate." Max felt a wave of tenderness for him as she watched disbelief, joy and finally shy embarrassment flit across his face.
Overcome with happiness choking back his emotions, Alec buried his face in the curve of her neck. Beyond happy, he held her as she cradled his head with one hand and stoked his hair with the other. This is what he had been looking for all his life. This sense of belonging, this closeness and connection he felt when he was with her. He would keep her safe. Nobody was going to take this away from him, he vowed silently.
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Max struggled slowly to awareness she couldn't remember ever sleeping as deeply, she lay there getting her bearings. Alec. She could feel him, smell him, but he was no longer in her bed. Quickly, she sat up, and padded into her living room. He was standing by the window naked, his head bowed, his back to her, surveying the street.
She ran her eyes leisurely up his strong, tall frame she'd never get tired of looking at him. He truly was beautiful. She could see the muscles in his wide shoulders and his lean buttocks flex and move every time he shifted his weight. The stark white dressing on his shoulder the only thing marring the smooth perfection of his skin. Thankfully, she registered the wound had stopped bleeding. Watching wasn't enough, her need to touch him was irresistible.
Alec, his body still angled so he could view the street, turned his head and watched her as she came to him. Her small, fluid body with its surprisingly lush curves, so beautiful, her hair in wild disarray, her expression soft, and her face flushed, her lips plump and swollen from his kisses. He registered the marks of his teeth on her with satisfaction. Mine, and marked as mine flashed primitively through his mind. He accepted his possessiveness with resignation his DNA predetermined it. It was outside his control and therefore pointless to dwell on.
Max slid her hand caressingly up the long muscle of his back and over his shoulder, and moving into his side she pressed herself against him. He moved his body to screen hers from the window, his hand seeking the warm hollow of her back.
"What are you looking at, Alec?" she peered out into the darkness and down to the street. Cars, a few people, nothing of interest, she registered before he jerked the curtain closed. Turning back to him their eyes caught.
Gently she smoothed her fingers down his neck, his skin is so much softer than you'd expect, almost velvety, she mused as she traced the arch of his ear. Absorbed, she trailed her fingertips along the strong plains of his jaw and down the warm length of his throat. Stretching up, she opened her mouth over the warm hollow at the base of his throat and sucked.
Logan and his unit already gone from his mind, Alec closed his eyes, his total focus on Max and how she made him feel.
"Why weren't you in my bed when I woke up?" she breathed against his throat.
"I wanted to see if you missed me enough to come get me," he murmured into her ear.
"The minute I woke up, I missed you," she answered, marvelling at her own happy, content acceptance of the truth of it.
He loved her teasing like this. When she said things like that, it made him feel important to her.
Pulling her against him, he slid his hands down her sides and around her ass and lifted her up his body. As she locked her legs around his waist, he watched her dark eyes widen as her body intimately contacted his.
"Hmm I think I like this mode of transport she mused, smiling wickedly as she rubbed herself against him.
His green eyes dancing with happiness, Alec carried her back to bed.
TBC
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