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“God, I hope so.”
Briar shakes her head, enjoying their antics as we laugh and talk. I love how many places there are in Widows Peak to hang out with friends. We even passed people playing chess earlier in the square.
“What did you get?” I ask Briar.
“Dragon smut,” she smirks. “The book is about a possessive dragon who is searching for his mate. He’s waited centuries for her. I also bought a bully academy book, and a series I’ve been interested in reading. I’m excited to check it out and veg later.”
Alternatively, I don’t like to be alone. I can hang out and watch a show while Willow works in the living room beside me, but I’m not really by myself then, am I?
“Willow, we should go by the bakery that was closed the last time you all were here. Mrs. Hall’s chocolate cake is so good,” Briar moans.
Ugh, I swear that I’m attracted to everything the people at this table do. Atlas winks at me, and I know that he definitely can tell I’m struggling.
Willow finishes the last of her wine, notoriously known for enjoying every last drop. I’m not really a wine person, but this tasted amazing. It reminds me of a crisp, sweet apple, and we all get up since the rest of us are finished.
Briar waved goodbye to a girl with black hair stacking books, and she smiles shyly as she says goodbye.
“That’s the sheriff’s sister,” Briar murmurs softly. “I hope she decides to stay in Widows Peak. She’s really sweet.”
Something tells me there’s a story there, but I refuse to press. While I enjoy silly gossip that doesn’t hurt others, this seems much heavier. Atlas’ hand fists the back of my shirt as I start tofollow Briar and Willow into the bakery, and Briar smirks as my alpha winks at me before she disappears in search of chocolate cake.
“Am I in trouble?” I ask, turning to face Atlas.
“Far from it,” he purrs. “Come with me.”
Atlas drags me around to the back wall of the bakery, pressing me against it as he kisses me. His fingers nimbly open up my jeans, and I groan when his hand slides inside to palm my cock.
“Oh, have I been a good boy, then?” I chuckle, grinning.
“I want a different dessert,” he admits, pushing my jeans over my hips. I help him, watching as he squats down so he can lick up my shaft. I’ve been turned on since I woke up this morning, and the evidence is leaking from my crown. “Fuck, you taste incredible, baby.”
His lips wrap around me, sucking and lapping up my slick as I whimper.
“Shh. We can’t be caught,” he mumbles around me. Atlas drags his tongue down the thick vein on the underside of my cock as he swallows me down, the suction of his mouth driving me to fist his hair.
“I’ll be good. So good,” I promise, whimpering as I lose myself to his mouth game. My hips thrust without meaning, but Atlas never once gags as he swallows around me.
His hands knead my ass as his nose nuzzles against my hip bone, and his head bobs slowly as my head drops back. My alpha pinches me to return to watching him, and my hips begin to lose their rhythm. His groan of pleasure rolls through my body, and my body begins to lock up.
Tingles of need move up my legs and the base of my spine, and it’s only when Atlas fills my ass with his fingers that I find my release. Gasping, I shudder as I shoot cum down his throat, and he groans appreciatively as he swallows me down. Liftinghis head, my crown releases from his lips with a pop, and he gives me a satisfied smile.
“You’re just as much trouble as Willow,” I rasp, breathing hard as he fixes my clothes for me. My legs will barely hold my weight as I lean against the brick wall, and he chuckles as he shrugs.
“There’s worse ways to find trouble,” he teases me. Standing, he kisses me until my cock is hard again and I’m trembling. “Now, let’s find you a sweet treat to help with the post orgasm glow.”
I can’t help my chuckle as I stand, forcing strength into my shaky legs.
“Chocolate cake sounds like it’ll do the trick,” I say slyly, grinning as he nods sagely.
Holding hands, we walk back around to the front of the shop. “Chocolate always helps everything, Jude. I refuse to entertain any other ideas.”
Yep, my wild alpha is definitely influencing Atlas, and I fucking love how we mesh so well.
Chapter
Fourteen
BRIAR
