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Wayne was feeding me another forkful of pancakes.
“Thank you,” Davy grunted, reaching for a plump, red strawberry from the breakfast tray. Kneeling before me, he gently opened my towel, revealing my damp, aching pussy and my clenched thighs. I swallowed as he separated my thighs apart while I chewed on the breakfast that Wayne fed me with bare fingers now.
Suddenly Davy began to play with my pussy using the strawberry, and I gasped. The rough texture of the tiny seeds pressing into my sensitive flesh made my thighs tremble with desire. Davy traced teasing circles around my pussy, watching me with an intensity that made me blush.
My eyes widened when he pulled the slick-drenched strawberry to his mouth.
As Davy took a bite, his eyes fluttered closed like it was the most delicious dessert he ever had. When he opened his eyes again, they were filled with a hunger I’d never seen before.
My heart pounded hard as Davy leaned in between my legs and began to lick my pussy, his tongue dipping into my wet folds.
I gasped at the electrical feeling, struggling to concentrate on the food Wayne insisted on feeding me.
“Lick my fingers, babe,” said Wayne, forcing his thick fingers into my mouth for the syrup.
Each tender stroke of Davy’s tongue sent waves of pleasure coursing through me, making it nearly impossible to focus on anything else.
“Wayne,” I moaned, unable to contain myself any longer. His response was swift. He slid two fingers into my mouth, muffling my cries as he continued to feed me.
“I love it when you moan,” Wayne growled softly. Not wanting Wayne’s fingers to leave my mouth, I sucked on his fingers a moment longer than necessary until I noticed him hardening.
Rufus held my thighs open wide for Davy, allowing him better access to my throbbing center while he licked my pussy thoroughly.
The combination of their touch and Wayne’s thick fingers in my mouth sent me spiraling toward orgasm.
I clenched around Davy’s long tongue, climaxing all over him.
My body shook, my cries muffled by Wayne’s fingers still in my mouth. As the aftershocks subsided, I collapsed into Rufus’s arms, every nerve ending on fire.
“Good girl,” Rufus whispered, pressing a soft kiss to my temple.
“Moons,” I groaned, feeling weak from my orgasm while Davy licked the remaining juices from my pussy until I was clenching for a knot.
After I finishedthe last of my breakfast, a sudden thought struck me. My mind raced, and I couldn’t help but say it out loud. “What if...what if I’m pregnant?”
Wayne’s eyes met mine, and he took my hand gently in his hand, rubbing soothing circles on the back of it.
“If that happens, I will take care of you and our baby for the rest of my life,” he vowed, his tone serious. “You’re meant to be ours, Ruby.”
A sense of security and warmth spread through me at his words. But mostly, it was fear of the unknown and the fear that these alphas weren’t being for real. It was strange how quickly these alphas had become so important to me.
“Well, that’s good to know,” I whispered, not sure what to believe. He kissed me on the lips, and I held my breath. I was shocked that he was kissing me on the lips for the first time. I could feel the seriousness of his promise from that kiss, and my eyes fluttered open when our kiss ended. I studied Wayne’s features, the unspoken question lingering in the air between us.
“Wayne,” I began hesitantly, feeling a sudden wave of vulnerability wash over me. “Do you believe in true love?”
His gaze never wavered from mine as he shook his head. “No, Ruby. I believe in duty.”
I couldn’t help but feel a pang of disappointment at his response. “So, do you even care about me?” My voice was small and trembling with emotion.
“Of course, I care about you,” he replied. “You’re important to me and our pack, Ruby.”
As I looked into his eyes, searching for any hint of insincerity, I could tell he was being truthful about what he believed in. He cared about me, but it wasn’t the passionate, all-consuming love I had always dreamt of. Despite the undeniable connection and the growing bond we shared, there was still a part of me that longed for something more.
“I’ve always wanted love – real, deep, passionate love. And I can’t help but feel like I’m missing out on that,” I said slowly.
He didn’t seem angered or offended by my admission.
After a moment, he let out a slow, measured breath, his strong hand reaching up to gently cup my cheek. “Just because I don’t believe in true love doesn’t mean it can’t exist for you. Perhaps it will take time for those feelings to grow. But for now, I have an attachment to you, so that’s enough for me.”
