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Hank's POV

The second Freya left the room, I groaned and covered my face with my hand and sank back into my chair. Good fucking job. First, I bring up bad memories from her past then I accuse of her of sleeping around with other men. Yeah. Sleeping around. That's exactly where my mind went the moment I got back to the station. I had a dark cloud hanging over me the entire day and I was needing someone to hurt, someone to pay for everything I was feeling.

And in the end, it costed me another chance at being closer to my beta. Even though it was common knowledge that an alpha's instincts were mostly justified when it came to a beta, I didn't want to loom that over her- use that as a reason to get away with anything with her. I had to make it up to her somehow, someway. Maybe I could make her feel better in the shower. But from the look on her face, I knew she needed space. I've seen that look of uneasiness on numerous women's faces before. She was scared of me and I swore that if I ever found my beta that she would never have to fear me.

My phone vibrated and I looked to see it was Al. I answered it already sounding exhausted.

"Yeah?" I asked.

"Hey noticed you were deep in a hole in your office today. Me and Tonio are gonna meet at the bar in an hour thirty wanted to know if you wanted to meet us?" he asked. That actually sounded like a good idea. They both have had betas for a longer time. I could confide in them.

"Yeah hour thirty." I confirmed and hung up. I bounced the phone in my palm for a second before looking up at the ceiling. I wanted her to know where I was going but I didn't want her to take a look at me and immediately feel anger or fear toward me. I don't think I could handle it. I had to think of something to make her feel better. I shook my head and stood up. What was I worried about? There ain't no way I was going to be afraid or worried about anything in my damn house! I moved around the table and followed the same path to my bed room. The door was open and the bathroom door was slightly closed. I stared from the doorway looking at the cracked door for a moment. I did need to get cleaned up myself.

Everything in me told me that I couldn't leave this house until she felt better either emotionally or physically. I began unbuttoned my shirt and untucked it immediately. I put my gun and badge quietly on the end table beside my bed and pulled off my shirt then my t-shirt. I kept trying to take my time in unbuckling my belt and unzipping my pants, but I didn't want her to get out of the shower just yet. Once I was fully naked I moved over toward the bathroom door. I slowly moved to open the door and slowly moved inside. I had a shower with bypass doors connected to a large tub off to the side.

I could see her beautiful silhouette moving, mild fog dancing to the ceiling. Her face was distorted from the wet glass, but I could tell she saw me enter. I was expecting her to ask me to leave or say something that would inquire why I was here. As I moved over to the shower, I was doing all that I could to keep my body under control. But the closer I got, the more my cock was standing at attention. I inwardly hit myself for not being able to control my body. I was now standing right in front of the door, I could see the soap falling off her body as she had her back to me. She looked over her should at me and she looked so… soft and innocent. I felt everything in me melt away upon looking at her eyes. I placed my palm on the door and just stared at her, eyes begging her to let me in. She just looked down and away moving to a corner of the shower. Of course, she wouldn't deny me entrance to anything in my own home, but if she wanted me to leave, I would have, no questions asked.

I slowly opened the door and stepped in. I could feel her warmth radiating through me now and silently she just continued to bathe. The water flowed down most of my body and I just stared at the back of her head. I was still so close, yet so far away at the same time. I took the slightest step closer to her, but immediately I stopped. I didn't want my damn erection to prod her and make her think I was going to do something to her. I mean I wanted to do something to her, but more for her benefit then mine. But how do I do that, how do I show her I wanted to make her feel good. I slowly raised my hand and paused for a moment before slowly reaching over to gently graze the back of her neck. I realized some of the strands of her hair were wet and were very curly.

I tilted my head at this fact. She didn't recoil or shrug my hand away. So I continued to test the waters letting my thumb gently raise of the middle of her neck. Her shoulders were moving, a sign she was still bathing.

"What are you doing?" she asked softly. I stared at the spot my thumb rubbed noticing the light shiver her body emitted.

"I don't know. Anything to ensure nothing is weird between. I want us to be okay." I replied lowly unable to resist the temptation of leaning in and kissing the side of her neck. Before I could truly taste her flesh she turned around and faced me. She was looking me over closely, and even leaned into me as if trying to determine if I was lying or not. I didn't move, I just stood my ground and looked down at her. I'd let her do whatever she thought was right for her so that we could put this ugliness behind us.

"Let's see how good you are." she says and steps back. Now I looked at her confused before she gently pressed her back to the shower wall and just parted her legs. I didn't even have to think about what she wanted. I tried to close the space between us, to capture her lips, however she just placed her hand to my cheeks holding them firmly, something I was not used to. "That's not what I want."

Immediately, my cock twitched at the sudden rush of feelings I felt. She started to pull my face down and I let her. My entire body caved to her will and I got on my knees between her legs and I looked at her soft black curls. I could smell the aroma already pouring from her opening and immediately I went in, spreading her lips with my hand thumbs. Her clit and beautiful pink insiders were looking right at me and immediately I began to swirl my tongue painfully slow around her sensitive pearl, enjoying the soft taste of her.

A sad thing to admit but I wasn't like this with my late wife. I didn't crave a response from her like I did with Freya. I heard her let out a soft whimper and immediately I began to suck on her clit listening to the noises she was trying to keep hidden from me. I wanted to please her, I wanted to ravish her and make her cum over and over again. Everything with her was different.

I didn't suck too hard or too light. I wanted to tease her into cumming. I could feel her hands gripping my soaked hair. From the angle I was at, all the water dripped back. Finally, I made my way down to her entrance and stuck my tongue in, lapping up at the juices and feeling her walls throbbing from stimulation. Now I can hear Freya panting, her grip on my hair tightening. Yes, my beta, squeeze harder. I let one hand fall to my cock, immediately I began jerking myself. I wanted us to both feel pleasure. I had to restrain myself however. The more of her body I tasted, the more the urge to take her was growing. But this was her pleasure. I was just lucky enough to be allowed to taste.

I let my tongue explore every inch of her that it could, my mind over joyed from the moans and the sounds she was emitting. I was honored to be able to do this for her. Even her hips are starting to push against my face and slowly she begins to grind herself on my face and it only makes me want to burry myself deeper within her. Her moans are getting louder which makes me stroke myself faster. Fuck all of this felt amazing even if I wasn't insider her. I gave the head of my cock a few firm squeezes, trying to mimic the pressure of her walls.

"Fuck." she whimpers out as she grinds her hips faster on my face. Her grip on my scalp tightens and I groan out in response. I loved it. "Hank… tell me when you're going to cum. I'm close."

"Yes, baby." I moan and continue to attack her clit. Her words fueled me like no other and I stroked myself faster. I was panting harder and faster, I could tell I was close.

"I'm close." I groan out.

"Fuck me too! Cum inside me baby!" she yelled and that set me off. I groaned hard as I felt everything shooting out onto the floor and I continued to feel her walls clenching and unclenching around my tongue as I tasted her orgasm. We both groaned and collapsed together on the floor obviously weakened. I held her close in my arms and before she could do or say anything, I gripped her cheek and crashed my lips with her. I wanted her to taste herself and she responded immediately. The shower head wasn't pouring water over us but we were definitely worn out.

"Fuck." she panted as if surprised and I hadn't realized my eyes were closed but I peeked my eye open and looked at her.

"Good enough for you?" I asked and already she was getting up and cutting the water off.

"It'll do." she said. I looked up at her almost stunned and she just smirked and stepped out of the shower, wrapping her towel around her body before leaving. Damn what a woman, and she's all mine.

Author's Notes

Hey all finally can update again as I am all better. I definitely just binged all of Mandalorian and I think we all know what needs to be done here haha also for the reviewer asking about a blade fic, I may write one as I am a fan of Blade as well but it'll be later on down the road.