005: APHRODISIAC CHOCOLATE

♡☆CANDACE♡☆

The second I stepped into the sinful excuse of a store, my knees turned to jelly like my body already recognized what it was walking into. Heat crept up my face and ears leaving them rosy. If humiliation could kill, I'd be a wet stain on the black obsidian floor.

And damn me. 

My wolf chose this exact moment to go into heat.

Or maybe it wasn't her.  It was just me. The sudden molten ache gripping between my thighs was certainly sparked by those morally questionable toys on display. 

 One look at the wall of those ramrod-straight silicone toys under the soft red lights screaming promises of the kind of paradise that plagued my dreams, and I was hooked. This thought alone left me so messy inside.

I could hear my rapidly and wildly thrashing pulse, my mouth suddenly dry as the Sahara. And my body? Goddamn traitors. I became acutely aware of the man right beside me. 

Luca walked stiffly beside me, face grim, looking maddeningly unfazed as if we were shopping for groceries instead of battery-powered orgasms.

"Did you make everyone else leave?" I murmured in a sick attempt to distract me from being so aware of myself.

He glanced around like he'd just noticed the last customers scurrying out the shop. 

He said nothing. Just grabbed a trolley and shot me a smirk that hit me right between my legs.

And goddess help me, I was still bare down there. Went an entire day without the comfort of the soft cotton fabric. And it wasn't helping my sex drive to know he still had my panties balled up somewhere in his pocket.

"You pick." He casually leaned against the trolley as if he had all day to watch me squirm. 

I rolled sarcastic eyes, "Sure, like I know what sort of a freak your friend Gerald is." 

He didn't say a word to that. Just cold shoulders and lazy strides through aisles and me strolling right behind him.

After sixteen minutes of wandering aimlessly, he abruptly stopped in his tracks, glanced around to glare at me. His face steely with the kind of disapproval he gave me whenever he thought I was being dumb.

"Here's a tip, never try to hide or look this embarrassed of your own desires." 

I adjusted my glasses and folded my arms over my chest. I had zero idea why I was cringing so bad. 

"But I don't even know what half this stuff is." 

"I'm a very busy man, Candace. Don't waste my time." 

My fingers twitched so badly to flip him off. But how-to-get-f*cked coach or not, this man was still the Alpha of this Pack. He was still my boss. The nerves to grace him with my middle finger hadn't formed yet. 

So I went for whatever my hands could find. Funny how ideas started flowing in. The trolley started filling fast. 

"Hmm, someone's been watching p*rn?" He drawled. 

"With what phone?" I hissed. Omegas weren't paid well enough to be able to purchase nice things as phones. I had the office phone which I left there after my working hours, so I couldn't complain. I shrugged and admitted, "I'm just trying to avoid pissing you off right now." 

"Great picks so far then." 

If only he knew that I wasn't guessing but reminiscing about the stuff I saw in his playroom last night and carefully selecting only the ones I had a great memory of. 

"I don't understand why people need this stuff, disturbing if you ask me." I clucked my tongue as I tossed into the trolley a glossy blue box.

I failed to understand the logic of opting for toys when the real thing was right there with you. I would never desire toys if I had a chance. 

Men who used toys on their women, did that mean they weren't good enough? There were toys last night... Did that mean...

No!

I looked away from the lube in my hand to see Luca's intense gaze on me, like he was analyzing every dirty thought in my head. 

Shoot.

He just read my mind. Yeah, he could hear my thoughts with his Alpha senses. 

He pulled away from the trolley toward me, I backed away until my spine bumped against the shelf. He edged closer, way closer to be considered appropriate by the approaching storekeeper who wheeled out a cart of inventory from the back towards us.

The middle-aged lady halted abruptly in her tracks struggling to maneuver around us when she noticed the Alpha. 

Luca didn't even glance her way. His peered gaze pinned right into mine as he boxed me in between his arms and the shelf. He raised his hand to gesture to the storekeeper to narrow through. 

He pressed hard into me, like skin to skin hard. His rigid and stoic muscles, that delicious body pressed into mine as he tried to make space for the storekeeper to squeeze past us in the narrow aisle. 

My chest flattened against his for one critical second too long. He felt so damn good with that sandalwood scent filling my nostrils.

Even after the blushing storekeeper was long gone, Luca didn't shift an inch from me. My ragged breathing fanned his neck, my eyes traced his sharp jawline down to the curves of his mouth.

From how close my lips were to his, I realized I was standing on my tiptoes, straining to reach him.

Blame wanting to kiss Luca so badly right now either on my reeling nerves, or my untamed and headstrong wolf who thought being in heat right now was a flex. 

But Luca wasn't my mate, why then was she burning for him?

Why then was I trembling so hopelessly from feeling him hard against me?

I could kiss those delicious lips right now. I could. 

No. I  couldn't. 

Yes. I could!

Maybe he wanted me to. Why else would he be this close and staring invitingly at my twitching lips?

Do it! 

Don't you dare!

Do it already you fückïng coward.

So I went for it. Shamelessly.

With my heart thundering, my body begging for that sweet pleasurable release, every nerve fueling up with the need to fill up this canyon in my soul. 

I stretched and strained my neck with my lips out, eyes softly closed waiting for that blissful moment I'd feel his lips take mine. 

When the bliss took forever to land and when I heard a sudden rustle behind my ear, I opened my eyes to see Luca pick out a neatly packaged box of chocolate, pinched between his thumb and forefinger, from the shelf behind me, just above my head.

His eyes studied the label with detached interest. Acting so frustratingly cool as if he didn't just send my nerves into overdrive.

"Aphrodisiac chocolate. We should get this too." 

He tossed the chocolate into the trolley and stepped away from me leaving a cavernous distance between our bodies. 

I just stood there, mushy to my feet. Wet in my middle. Trying to make sense of what just happened right now. Trying to convince myself I hadn't imagined the way Luca had actually gawked at my lips. 

There was nothing left to do than gape at his broad and relaxed shoulders in absolute horror as he disappeared down the aisle looking way too composed, while all my wolf threatened to do was dig a hole into the spot I was frozen in and bury us alive.

The worst part?

The absolute worst part of this disaster?

I was disappointed. Far too disappointed that the kiss never happened. What the heck was I high on, thinking of kissing Alpha Luca?

He was Damien's Dad for goddess' sake.

Urgh.

I pressed my thighs together. It certainly was going to be a long night at this anniversary dinner party tonight. 

I could feel it already.