I raise an eyebrow. “So then, what’s the point of watching them?”
“We have been sending supplies in. I tried to speak to them yesterday, but they know of my cruelty towards rogues, which is making it difficult.” He sighs.
“Making what difficult?”
“I offered them to join our pack, but they are hesitant,” he answers, reaching for the shampoo. He turns me around and squirts some in his hands. He washes my hair, massaging my scalp with his fingers.
“You will let them join? You would bring a rogue camp in?” I ask him, shocked.
“Mhm,” he hums softly.
“Why are they hesitant? Most would jump at that opportunity.” I ask, genuinely confused.
“Well, I haven’t exactly got an excellent reputation with rogues, and also, the other rogue packs in the area have been talking. They have been warned away from our pack.” Andrei says, and I sigh in understanding. I wouldn’t precisely be jumping to join the rogue killing Alpha’s pack if he wasn’t my mate.
“Maybe I could come with you?” I ask him, but he pushes me under the stream of water.
“No, we have spotted a few camps surrounding it. It isn’t safe, and I found a few all-male rogue camps that seem to have more sinister intentions. We have spotted them going to this camp. I think they are the main reason they refuse to join. I think they fear the men’s camp,” Andrei says.
I nod, but still have many questions to ask. “You think they are hurting the rogues?”
“No idea, but I intend to find out today when I go back,” Andrei tells me.
“Why didn’t you tell me?”
“Because I didn’t want to get your hopes up. I don’t want to build an illusion that I have changed if I couldn’t bring myself to let them in.”
“So, what changed your mind?”
“Jonah did, you did, my pack did,” Andrei says, kissing my shoulder. I lean against him, but he steps back.
“What’s wrong?”
“Nothing,” he says, and I turn around to face him. I wrap my arms around his neck, kissing his lips.
“Liar,” I tell him, feeling his erection pressing against my stomach. I know that is why he steps away. He barely touches me, almost like he thinks now we have mated that I will see him as pressuring me for more.
“You don’t have to hide from me,” I tell him.
“I just don’t want you thinking that I expect it now,” he says against my lips.
I kiss him back, nibbling on his lip. My tongue traces the seam of his lips, and he groans, pushing me against the cold tiles.
Reaching down, I wrap my hands around his shaft. I enjoy touching him as much as he enjoys touching me. I never thought I would like intimacy with anyone, but with Andrei, it is different. He makes me see everything differently, it feels different.
I squeeze him gently, running my hand up his length to the tip before pressing closer to him, and kissing his chest, running my tongue down his pec.
“Sage?” Andrei growls, trying to grab my arms as I drop to my knees in front of him.
“Oh God, are you really going to try doing that? Have fun choking on that.” Sierra says, laughing in my head.
“Sage, you don’t have to,” Andrei says, trying to grab my arms, but I shrug him off, grabbing his cock in my hand. “Sage?”
“Stop, I am fine. I wouldn’t if I didn’t want to, and I couldn’t save anything else for you, so let me. No one was stupid enough to stick anything near my mouth,” I mutter dryly.
“Was that humor because that was messed up? Don’t speak like that,” Andrei growls.
“Well, it’s true,” Andrei growls at me again. But he has to understand that if I want to joke about my horrible past, he has to let me do so. It’s better than crying about it.
“I am just saying you don’t have to, so please get up.”
“You don’t want me to?” I ask him.
“No of course, I do. I am a man. What man doesn’t want? Never mind, just – ”
I don’t let him finish. His confession is good enough for me as I wrap my lips around the tip. His hands smack the tiles as he jerks, not expecting me to go ahead. Sierra gives me gross mental images I don’t want in my head like she is some cock sucking coach.
“Just help yourself then,” Andrei mutters as I take more of him in my mouth.
My hand moves in rhythm with my mouth as I run my tongue along his shaft. I steady myself with one hand on his thigh when I feel his hand move to my hair, yet he only gently strokes my hair, tangling his fingers in it. I pick up my pace, his hand in my hair is enough encouragement to make me want to keep going, taking him deeper into my mouth when I suddenly take too much, gagging on it and pulling back.
Andrei laughs softly, tugging me back up, a smile on his lips. He presses his body against mine, his heat seeping into me, and I wrap my arms around his neck, drawing him in closer as he dips his face to kiss me.
Andrei’s hands move down my sides, gripping the back of my thighs and hoisting me up. My legs wrap around his waist as he presses me against the tiled wall. His cock presses against my core, and he rocks his hips, making his length slide between my folds and hit my clit. Sparks move across my skin, making me gasp into his mouth. Desire overwhelms me, and my arousal spills from me.
I roll my hips against him, his cock slides back and forth, rubs against me, and builds up friction. Andrei’s lips are not leaving mine as he deepens the kiss, his tongue tasting every inch of my mouth, and my walls clench in anticipation. Moving my hips, I lift myself higher, and he squeezes my thighs, lining himself up with my entrance. I try to press down on him, feeling his cock prodding but not entering, and he groans, pressing his face into my neck.