Page 34 of Scent of Sanctuary
“I didn’t know you were awake!”
Lyle’s propped up on his elbow, those brown eyes watching me as I stand up and head for the bed. “Couldn’t sleep with you smelling like that, baby girl. Come here.”
I swallow nervously, my gaze dipping to the obscene bulge in his shorts. I know I need a knot but the only thing I can think of is my lips around his cock, drinking in his taste, and falling apart untouched.
Lyle
Aquietthrillpulsesthrough me as I lie flat on my back Seraphina climbing onto the bed with her eyes firmly locked on my cock. She’s so beautiful like this, needy and pliant as she drags my shorts down to free my length. Her fingers graze my bare stomach, a shiver sparking beneath her touch as her purr starts up.
Her lips part as she leans down to taste me, the warmth of her mouth pulling a groan from me.
I sift a hand into her hair, tugging lightly, needing something to hold onto. “This okay, baby girl?”
She hums, a soft “yes” against my skin, and starts to milk me with her mouth, her tongue swirling along my length, each movement driving me higher, my control fraying. Still, I force myself to relax, reminding myself that this moment is for her.
Seraphina bobs her head up and down, my hand slowly guiding her so that she doesn’t choke, those pretty lips stretched around me.
“Fi, baby, I’m close,” I murmur, trying to pull her off my cock. We’ve never really done anything like this and while I know Victoria said she’d need our nutrients, I don’t want to gag her with my cum. “Baby girl, fuck,Fi.”
She’s not stopping, one of her hands sliding up to massage my knot, squeezing it just right before I unload in her mouth, a growl tearing from my throat. She drinks me down greedily, her ass wiggling in the air as her free hand lands on my thigh. Her fingers dig into my skin as she lets out a little moan, the mixture of her release and berry scent flooding Ambrose’s room.
Her sounds are muffled by my cock as she continues to suck on my tip, Seraphina rocking her hips back and forth a few times before curling up against my leg. Her lips curve up in a soft smile even as she continues to drive me crazy with her tongue, still sucking, lazy pulls that try to draw more from me.
I don’t even know what to say as she nestles closer, the bulge of my cock inside her cheek obscene, her eyes drooping with sleep. I grunt, the pleasurable torture of being trapped in her mouth a sweet ache, but I revel in how gorgeous she is like this. I run my fingers through her hair, careful not to wake her, my Alpha purring for our precious Omega as she succumbs completely to the peace an Omega draws from their Alpha.
“Fuck, you’re perfect, baby girl.”
I shift slightly so that I can get a little more comfortable, my cock already thickening again, threatening another orgasm. For now, though, I just revel in the woman who’s given her trust over to us.
Callum
Ican’tstopthinkingabout the two pictures Lyle sent me fifteen minutes ago, pictures that had me excusing myself and cursing him out while trying to will my cock to deflate. I’ve never been so jealous in my entire life of that man and even though I’m not attracted to him, seeing Seraphina sleeping with his cock in her mouth waseverything.And then the second picture with her sitting up, pupils blown, her cheeks flushed and entire face covered in cum.
And then I called him, demanding to know what had just happened, mostly so I could replay those images in my head. He assured me that Seraphina had agreed the pictures were okay to send before explaining that she fell asleep like that, suckling his cock until he couldn’t hold back anymore. He tried to pull her off but it wasn’t fast enough, their perfect Omega sitting up like a whole beautiful mess.
The fucking asshole was preening on the other side of the phone, I absolutely know it, as he helped her into the shower. And while I would do absolutely anything to rush home and make love to Seraphina, dealing with the investigation into her apartment fire is important.
Which is why I’m now stuffed in Chief Monroe’s office beside my chief, Harrison, and Ambrose trying to figure out the last few details to connect the dots. “We already knew the fire wasn’t an accident. Why are we here?” I could have been at home in Seraphina’s nest… Wait till I tell Ambrose to check his phone so he can see what he missed.
Monroe’s eyes meet mine, the Alpha letting out a heavy grunt. “After Seraphina told us the mudroom had been locked, we went through the apartment again to see if there was anything else we could find. There wasn’t much, but we did find the lock. It hadn’t completely melted in the flames. It wasn’t locked but it was jammed.”
Ambrose sits up, his brows furrowing as he tugs on one of his earrings. “So this was intentional? Like someone had a vendetta against her?”
“I wouldn’t go that far. We have no idea who did what but we do know the accelerant. The lab came back with a positive result—turpentine.”
My fists clench under the table, anger flaring at the thought of someone targeting our Omega. I force my voice to stay even. “Isn’t that from trees or some bullshit? Where the fuck do people even get that? No, what I want to know is if they’ve found anything on the cameras. I checked the app and the security videos were corrupted. Were you able to pull anything off of them?”
Monroe shakes her head, tapping the thick file beside him. “No, the one in the kitchen was melted pretty bad, and the one at the front door is still being processed. Nothing was triggered around the time of the fire, so we’re still unclear on how it happened.”
Harrison nods as he leans back in his sweet, swinging a leg over the other. “Her safety is our priority. Keep us updated.” Monroe agrees as he shakes our hands and then leads us outside. I turn to Harrison, waiting for the words he wouldn’t say in that office. “This reeks of the same bullshit that happened three years ago.”
“With Felix?” That doesn’t make any sense.
“There was some kind of accelerant at the fire he was involved with. Everyone explained that there were no flames and suddenly, the entire building was falling apart.” I’m about to say that that’s a stretch when Harrison adds another piece of evidence. “Some of the doors were jammed then too. Doors that were rarely locked and would cut off access points. I have no proof that these are related but that fire involved turpentine as an accelerant as well.’
That is a bit strange but nothing we can connect yet. We tell Harrison goodbye, hopping into the car as I start scrolling through my phone, hoping to settle the chaos in my head. That’s when a message pops up from Jonah and I immediately dismiss it. “You know what doesn’t sit with me right? The fact that Jonah has asked three times in the last few days to meet with Seraphina. He made a joke that I’m keeping her locked up tight, and I don’t like it.”
Ambrose’s eyes flick to me before focusing back on the road. “Do you think he had something to do with this?”
