James cleared his throat as he knocked on Trishanna's door the next morning. A slight blush crept up his neck as he remembered what had happened after leaving her the night before. He went back to his room, covered in her luscious scent. He was unsure if his mind was playing tricks on him, but for a second, he wondered if Sam was spying on him from across the hall, as he heard a soft click. He couldn't wait to be alone as his arousal was killing him. He headed straight to the bathroom, turning on the shower. He slid down the wall as he quickly freed himself and began stroking his erection which was as hard as concrete. He sucked on his fingers that was inside of her, remembering her moans. He came in just a few seconds, but it was not enough. Still tasting her, he began again and again and again. When her taste was gone, he paused long enough to take off his shirt, burying his nose in the sleeve that was still damp from her essence.
He shifted his weight as he berated himself for being worse than he was as a horny, hormonal teenager. As he was giving himself a good tongue-lashing, Trishanna opened the door, revealing her baby pink loose-fitting dress that hit her thighs which were covered with skin-colored leggings. She smiled shyly at him, her cheeks matching her clothes and a wave of love and tenderness filled him. He resisted the urge to rub his chest where he was sure Cupid's arrow was lodged for the world to see. Offering his hand, he gently led her from the room. "Let's have some breakfast and then check in on that stubborn Alpha of yours."
Trishanna walked into the nursing home, trying to suppress the giggles that bubbled from her throat at James' retelling of one of his training mishaps when he was young. She wasn't sure what was different, but what happened last night made a change for the better in their relationship. She knew for a while things were shifting, but his ministrations seemed to have settled things. They made their way upstairs, Trishanna smiling at everyone she saw. She was happy and bounded into Bradley's room. She didn't realize that Sam was already there and she stopped short at the strange atmosphere in the room, so much so that James bumped into her. His hand quickly shot out to steady her even as Bradley jumped out of bed.
She turned and smiled at James, making Bradley emit a low growl of annoyance. Sam glared at James and he wondered if he was right about what he thought he saw. A glance passed between the Alpha and Beta, letting James know that he should at least step back for now. Tugging on Trishanna's hand to keep her by his side just a bit longer, he gently stroked her cheek before leaning down to whisper that he would give her some time with her mate. His voice choked on the last word and he tried to smile before leaving. The confused look on her face let him know he wasn't very convincing.
Sam left as well and soon, it was just the two of them in the room. Trishanna felt a pang of guilt as she looked at her injured mate. The memories of James's hands and lips played over and over in her mind. Even now, she couldn't forget. Bradley stared at her, making her squirm where she stood just inside the door. He crooked one finger at her, and she slowly made her way to him, hoping that the guilt was not written on her face. She came to stand next to the bed.
Bradley shook his head and in a flash, he had yanked her arm. He was careful of the pup and she landed half on half off him. Bradley laughed at the surprise on her face and couldn't resist kissing her slightly parted mouth. He groaned at her taste, it's been so long and soon his hands were roaming all over. He quickly linked Sam, telling him not to let anyone in until he said so. Trishanna grew breathless with Bradley's kisses. He kissed her like a starving man and she relished the feeling. His hands slipped under her dress and he begged her to take it off. She didn't know how she ended up straddling him. She glanced nervously at the door and he informed her that Sam was guarding their alone time.
She bit her lip but did as he asked, removing her bra as well. Bradley's sharp inhale made her glance up in worry, however, the look of delight made her fears melt away. He reverently cupped her breasts, which were larger and heavier. He gently rubbed his thumbs across the stiff peaks, noticing how she shivered. "They've gotten sensitive?" he asked, gently lifting and weighing them in his hands. She nodded and he gently suckled one and then the other. Trishanna arched her back, the slight pain and immense pleasure shooting straight to her core. She could feel his erection against her still sensitive center and her hips began to move on their own.
Bradley groaned, her arousal filling the room. He pushed what Sam told him out of his mind for now, thinking that she didn't sleep with James as her scent was unchanged. He wanted to bury himself in her, to reclaim her as his. To remind her that she belonged only to him. He pulled his head back, her nipple releasing with a pop. He shifted slightly to pull down his covers, glad that he was nude. He wanted to rip the leggings off, but Trishanna stopped him, a worried glance at the bandages still around his middle. "Bradley, you're hurt. We shouldn't be doing this", she urged softly. Bradley scoffed, "We should. My wolf's been AWOL, making my healing slower. I can't think of anything else that would bring him front and center like burning myself balls deep in my mate."