Omega Bound Chapter 17

Ayla,

I take a step back. Confused, but also nervous about the kiss just planted on top of my head. Yes, I enjoyed it, but he's also the alpha of this pack and Della clearly has a claim staked on him. He clears his throat, "I should get going, I have a few work things to catch up on. I will let you get some sleep. Maybe tomorrow, if you are up for it, I can drive you around the grounds and town. You wouldn't have to meet anyone. It would be good for you to see the pack to help you decide on whether you want to become a member. I hope that you do, but that is ultimately up to you."

Thane lets go of me completely and heads to the door, glances over at me one more time, shows me those huge dimples and heads out the door. I don't even know what to think about Della's surprise visit. Thane ensured me that I would be safe here, but a stranger shifter knew how to find me. She clearly has feelings for Thane. Territorial is an understatement. There could be more than just friendship there, not that it is any of my concern, but thinking about it makes me feel disappointed.

I grab my notepad and head to my bed. The comfort of this bed still amazes me. I stare at my paper contemplating making a list. Reasons to stay vs reasons to go. I don't know why, but when I was little, I was big on making a list. Sometimes it helped having my scattered thoughts on paper in front of me.

Reasons to stay: "Thane keeps me safe." and "Cake" I scribble down.

Reasons to go: "Not being here will protect this pack. If this pack finds out who I really am, or if my captors in the trafficking ring besides the warden find out where I am, this whole pack could be in danger."

I stare at the notepad for a few minutes and throw it down on the side table. I pick up my new phone and start pushing buttons. I read and re-read my messages from Thane. He only just left, but I feel a sense of longing for some reason.

“Aramana, if you can hear me, you should come out. I think you would really like Thane. He seems to be a caring alpha and is treating us well. I think he really wants to help us, and you would be drooling over how good he looks.”

I didn't lie about Cyrus and Eric being beautiful men, of course I left Thane off the list, how could I tell the alpha of the pack that I find him attractive. Attractive not even a thorough enough word to describe his looks. He gives me butterflies just looking at him and smelling him causes me to heat up instantly. The comment about his beard? He would be drop dead gorgeous with or without the beard, but I am curious to see what he does about it tomorrow.

I start to feel a slight throb between my legs and realize that I am once again turned on. To go from not ever getting aroused, to aroused multiple times a day is a lot to deal with. I feel frustrated and uncomfortable. I decided what I need is another bath. I don't think after what I have been through, that I could take too many baths in one day.

I turn the tub on and start pushing buttons, causing the jacuzzi jets to come on. After a while, I undress and gently slide myself in. A low, quiet moan escapes me, and I startle myself, causing some water to splash over the side of the tub. I haven't heard any noises coming from me in so long, I almost didn't recognize that it was me.

I close my eyes, relaxing and resting when my mind drifts to Thane again. It doesn't take much, and I find myself aroused again. His dimples, dark hair, and muscles are drool worthy. That kiss, although I am sure it was innocent, got me heated up again as I replayed it and the feel of his muscles in my mind.

My face buried in his chest, deeply breathing in his forest and pine scent. Again, I find myself frustrated, rubbing my thighs together needing some friction and finding none. I slide my hand down my stomach, slowly circling and rubbing my clit under the massive amount of bubbles I put in here. I inhaled deep, seeing Thane in my mind moving his kiss from the top of my head, slowly down my ear and neck. Licking and sucking over my mate gland. I start to rub my clit faster, rocking my pelvis forward.

He slides his hands from my back and moves them around to my front, sliding them up my stomach and over my breast. The mental image of Thane squeezing my breast and rubbing my nipples over my shirt causes me to moan again, more loudly this time. I bit my lower lip and started to rock faster, slipping one finger into myself and I started pumping.

He picks me up and sits me on the counter and starts kissing me passionately. I groan and circle faster, but it isn't enough. I quickly open my eyes; to look around and I get an idea.

I slide down in the tub and position myself over a jet. As I am thinking about Thane kissing me, squeezing my breast and sliding his hand down the front of my pants, the jet is pulsating quickly and intensely over my clit.

I rock faster and faster, getting closer, giving me what I really want, what I really need. I need release and I need it to be on my own terms, mine to control. The ache is growing and at this point, I am wildly chasing my orgasm. Thane slides one finger into me, pumping quickly, then he adds another, his thumb circles over my clit and my moaning becomes louder although still quiet, and more frequent. My breaths are panting, and I am so close. With one flick of his thumb, he grabs me on the back of my neck and brings me forward, bites me over my mating gland and I immediately orgasm over the jet I am shamelessly grinding against.

Still breathing heavy, I crash back to reality and lean back in the tub. My imagination was running wild throwing in the mating claim, but I feel sated and quickly realize this tub is my new best friend. I wipe sweat off my face from the steam and lay back thinking about the last few days. I suddenly feel a slow, faint ripple against my mental barrier. A little nudge that I haven't felt in ten years.

*“Aramana are you there? Is that you? Am I feeling you? Truly?"*