Alpha Siege (Omega Mates #1) - Pearl Tate Page 0,30
He’s slow to release my hands, and the tension between us seems to ramp up.
Not liking the predatory way he’s looking at me, I wiggle my fingers when he finally releases them. “I need some privacy.” Making a shooing motion, I put my back to him, finally taking the opportunity to see what the damage is.
Sure enough, I’m just starting to soak through the top layer of the wraparound shirt I’m using as a dress. The layer against me is soaked through, but the top layer that crosses over is beginning to discolor. The good news is that it doesn’t look like blood.
I can hear the men behind me discussing Pascel going ahead and reporting back to their encampment. Great. Does that mean that they’re a tent-dwelling group of people?
I’ve never been a big camper and peeing in the woods has never been my thing. Not that I have much choice now. Well, I am by a running stream, and as I step gingerly over the small red and orange rocks and closer to the clear, open water in the middle, I know that I might as well get totally clean while I’m here.
Glancing back, I see Pascel has already left, and my babysitter appears to be rummaging through his bag. Stepping further into the water, I’m surprised to find it isn’t as cold as I thought it’d be. It’s almost like temperate bathwater. The complete opposite of most running streams. This won’t be so bad after all.
The river is only about twenty to thirty feet across, but as I move into deeper water, it slopes down quickly. The current’s moving nice and slow, but I’m up to my knees in no time. This is as far as I need to go, and I lower myself into the water, letting the dress get totally soaked from the waist down. It’s the best way to camouflage how he’s affecting me, anyway. I can rinse that out while I’m in here, too.
Reaching under the dress and into the split in the front that’s already gaping indecently, I let my fingers slowly trail down between my legs. The skin is swollen and sensitive. My whole body shivers, a combination of the soothing water, my prodding fingers, and the crazy sensitivity I’m suffering from. Even my lower back hurts, the terrible pain of impending cramps all too familiar.
What am I going to do when I have that? Life is terrible enough as it is, that’s for sure. Well… I will not invite disaster. Maybe that’s not what it is? I can at least hope.
I’ve been hauled around like a child since I got out of that spacecraft. Maybe it’s just my body’s muscles getting back to normal? It’s super hard to say how long I was even in that spacecraft, but considering how long my hair is where it’s grown around this scar...
Using my lower arm, I lift my long hair and reach around to feel the strange scar that runs from ear to ear at the back of my head. Yep, it’s really tough to say exactly. But I think I have about an inch of growth back there. If they shaved it before they… operated or whatever, an inch would take a couple of months to grow back, right? The good part is, it makes my thick hair much lighter. That’s actually a good thing considering how warm this place is and me not having a hair tie.
Glancing back to the shore, I don’t see Kaneer. He must be off doing his own business. That’s perfect, and my fingers trail back between my legs.
I can’t believe how wet I am! Once I start to circle my clit, ricochets of pleasure zing through my body, and I don’t want to stop. It feels too good!
As stupid as it is, I’ve already lost focus on all other thoughts in my head. All I can think about is the all-consuming sensations as I slowly run my fingers back-and-forth along my pussy, stroking up and down from my clit to my opening.
Damn! I’ve never felt this… needy before. I wonder if it’s because I’ve gone without for so long!?
I’m not wearing any underwear, so it’s easy to let my other hand slip down, sliding a finger inside myself. My entire body quivers and my breathing picks up. I’m so close already. Pulling out my finger, I pick up speed as I circle my clit and then plunge two of my fingers inside my channel. I feel