The Luna’s Choice (Theo and Ayla) by Kat Silver
Chapter 48

Chapter 48: Ayla

“Ayla,”

Kingston rasped out. “We don’t have…”

“Shut up.”

Steam quickly filled the room, and I started pushing him toward the shower. The rest of our clothing was quickly discarded. Kingston pulled the shower door open, spinning me through the spray of water until my back hit the wall. I groaned as he palmed my breast, kissing down my neck to my chest.

Treached out, soliciting a grunt from him as I took his length in my hand. He braced himself against the wall, caging me between his arms.

His eyes closed as I moved along his shaft. Water flowed over him, trickling down his perfect skin.

He didn’t even notice as I sank to my knees before him. Not until I took him in my mouth, circling my tongue around the tip.

“Fuck, Ayla,” Kingston gasped.

I took him deeper, relaxing as he hit the back of my throat. He was big. Tears formed in my eyes as I pushed to take him further with each bob of my head. But I wanted to give him pleasure. I wanted to give him everything he had given me. So I worked his length, using my hand to aid me, running my tongue along all the sensitive spots as I moved.

His fingers tangled in my hair, gripping hard, sending a wave of desire to my core. He leaned over me, keeping the water from my face.

“Ayla,” he grunted through gritted teeth. “Baby…”

I moved faster, feeling his body start to tense beneath me. He groaned, his body stiffening as I felt the heat of his release hitting my throat. I swallowed eagerly, reveling in the salty taste that told me I could make him feel that good.

Suddenly, Kingston yanked me to my feet, and he was kissing me again.

“Damn, Ayla,” he huffed. “What the hell was that?”

“You’ve been so good to me,” I said, trailing my fingers across his slick skin. “I wanted to give a little back.”

Kingston’s hands moved down my sides to cup my ass as he pulled me against him. “Babe, you can do that whenever you want.”

I chuckled, but it was quickly strangled by a gasp as his hand dipped between my legs. His fingers circled my clit with a rough pressure that had me wanting more. I moaned as I rocked my hips.

“You didn’t think I wouldn’t return the favor, did you?” he whispered into my ear.

“Watching you come from my touch is the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen. I would never miss an opportunity.”

He pushed a finger inside my entrance, making me whimper. Kingston’s mouth moved to my breast, teasing the nipple between his teeth as he moved inside me. My head fell back against the tile, letting all the sensations wash over me.

A yip escaped as Kingston lifted my leg over his shoulder, his tongue dipping between my folds. Teasing me, he slid another finger inside me. I gripped his shoulder, moaning as I felt my release get closer. I gasped his name, urging him for more, crying out when he acquiesced. I felt my walls tighten around Kingston’s fingers. I arched my back, holding on as my orgasm burst through me.

My legs shaking so hard that I was grateful for his strong arms to hold me up.

Once the last waves of pleasure ran their course, Kingston kissed his way back up my body. We both laughed giddily.

“You’re amazing. Do you know that?” Kingston said.

I smiled up at him. “You’re not so bad yourself.”

He kissed me gently and stepped back. Taking a washcloth and body wash, he lathered it up and ran it over my skin, cleaning my body thoroughly. When he was done, I did the same for him.

We followed up by washing each other’s hair. When we were all rinsed and thoroughly relaxed, Kingston cut the water off, jumping out to grab towels for us both.

We dried off, and I donned my fuzzy robe. Kingston wrapped the towel around his waist and slipped behind him, snaking my arms around his middle.

“I would love to go with you to the Alpha’s Gathering,” I said, answering his question from the night before.

I saw him smile in the mirror. He grabbed my hand and pulled me around to stand before him.

“Yeah?”

I nodded. “Yeah,” I confirmed. “Although, if this theory of yours is correct, you do realize you’re bringing me to a room full of Alphas, right?”

Kingston growled, pushing me against the counter and caging me in. “Do you really think I’d let any one of them try a damn thing?”

“Nope,” I teased. “I just thought I’d point it out because it may make for an interesting weekend.”

“I’m sure it will be,” Kingston réplied.

His expression went blank, and I could tell someone was mind–

linking with him. He sighed.

“I’ve got to go. 

One of my gammas needs me to look into something for him,” he said.

“Anything I can help with?” I asked.

He shook his head with a smile.

We’ll get it handled. You just start thinking about what you’re going to wear to the Gathering. Like I said, I intend to off.”

“Well, that doesn’t put any pressure on me,” I joked.

“Babe, you would make a paper sack look good.” He grinned. “I can only imagine the impact a fancy dress would make. Whatever you wear, everyone will be lining up to meet you.”

He kissed me again, then disappeared into the walk–in closet.

“How fancy are we talking?” I called. “Like formal wear or evening cocktails?”

I heard him chuckle. ” Honey, you’re asking the wrong person. But I’ll be wearing a three–piece suit if that helps.”

It helped give me an idea, but it didn’t help the anxiety that had started to develop.

I brushed my hair while waiting for Kingston to finish getting ready, which of course, didn’t take long. Once he left, I headed into the closet to stress over my wardrobe. I don’t know why I was even bothering to look. I knew for a fact I didn’t have anything suitable.

With a huff, I went back out to the living room where I left my phone and dialed Emma’s number.

“Hey, girl,” she cooed over the line. “I hear you and Alpha were gone all night. Please tell me something good happened.”

I rolled my eyes with a laugh. “I’ll tell you what, I’ll tell you all the details if you go shopping with me to replace a dress for the Alpha’s Gathering.”

“Hell yeah. It’s a deal,” she replied excitedly. “And by the way, that’s not an even trade at all. You coming to me, or am I coming to you?”

“I’ll pick you up in about an hour.”

I finished getting ready and headed out of the packhouse. I clicked the key fob, my car beeping from its spot near the entrance. I slid behind the wheel and froze. My good mood fell into the pit that had formed in my stomach.

There was a blue envelope sitting on the dash.