Hard to Fight (Alpha's Heart, #1)(66)

“You’re a jerk, Benny.”

He chuckles. “Never said I wasn’t.” He sets me down in front of the cake and everyone gathers around.

My dad comes over and kisses the side of my head. “Proud of you, Gracie.”

I beam up at him. “Thanks, Dad.”

“Who’s going to start this tune?” Benny yells.

Everyone is silent.

Well, this is nice.

“No one? Oh, come on, it’s her birthday. You all love her, right? Someone has to sing to the poor girl.”

No one opens their mouths.

Ouch.

“Don’t make me have to start, because I’m telling you, I suck at singing. Poor Grace.”

Kady’s lips are twitching. I don’t know what she thinks is so funny. Benny stares at the silent group, and seriously, it’s freaking me out that they’re all just standing there. What’s wrong with them? I’m confused.

Then I hear it.

It comes from behind me in a low, sexy, husky tone. “Happy birthday to you—”

I spin around so quickly, I hit Benny in the belly on my way around. Raide is walking into the living area, hands in his pockets, singing softly under his breath. Tears burn under my eyelids and I squeal loudly. I run toward him so fast that when I launch myself into his arms, Raide stumbles backwards and into the wall. My legs go around his waist and my lips find his. I kiss him so hard, I taste blood in my own mouth, but I don’t care.

When we pull apart, he’s panting and his eyes—oh, those eyes.

“You’re here, why are you here?” I cry.

“Got out early. Good behavior.”

“Y-y-y-y-you’re out?” I squeak.

He grins. “Yeah, baby, I’m out,” then he leans down and brushes his lips over my ear. “Happy birthday, Gracie.”

Best. Birthday. Ever.

*

Everyone pretty much leaves as soon as Raide arrives. I guess they know we want privacy. When they’re gone, I turn to the big, handsome man standing in my kitchen. He’s got his finger in the cake frosting and he brings it to his lips, sucking it off. Oh boy. I clench my legs together. He stares at me and his face is soft, gentle and loving.

“I’ve missed you,” I whisper.

He drops his hand and walks around the counter. He reaches me and curls his hand around the back of my neck, pulling me closer. “Missed you, too, lady.”

“You’re really here?”

“I’m really here.”

I swallow and meet his sexy gaze. “And us?”

“Lady,” he murmurs, staring at my lips now. “Do I even need to answer that?”

I smile. “No.”

“Then stop talkin’ and kiss me. I’ve got two months of making up to do.”

I grin. “I have an idea.”

His brows shoot up. “Oh yeah?”

“Yeah.”

I let him go and rush over, find a tub of frosting Kady didn’t use and lift it. I wave it at him and his eyes grow lusty. Ah yes, Raide knows exactly what I plan on doing with this. Holding his eyes, I saunter toward my bedroom. He doesn’t waste time, he’s after me in seconds. When we reach the door, he captures my waist and pulls me into him. Then he kisses me. He tastes sweet like frosting, and so I devour him, sucking his lips, his tongue and kissing him until we’re both panting and desperate.

He pushes me to the bed, taking the hem of my dress as I go backwards. He pulls it up over my head, then takes a moment to let his eyes slide down my body. With a pleased rumble, he discards the rest of my clothes and gently lays me down on the bed. “Me first,” he growls. He reaches for the frosting and flicks the lid off, then he takes a heap out on his finger. He gently swirls it over my nipples.

I whimper and arch as they pebble beneath his touch.

Then he leans down and licks it all back off again. His mouth devours my breasts, sucking and licking until I’m crying his name and begging for so much more. He slowly makes a path of frosting down my belly and then he takes his time sucking and licking it all off.

My sex is aching, so desperate for him. “Raide,” I cry. “Please.”

He takes another scoop with his finger and waves it about slowly. “Where do you want this one?”

“Don’t play with me,” I breathe. “Please.”

He grins and then he drops it over my clit. Oh. God. Yes. His mouth follows shortly behind it and I scream at the first contact. It feels amazing. He has to work extra hard to lick and suck all the frosting off, and because of this, my clit is dancing with pleasure. I come so hard and fast, my entire body bucks and I throw my head back into the pillow. Amazing. He makes me feel amazing.

I sense his body moving off mine, but I’m so floppy, I don’t notice him remove his clothes and slide back into bed next to me. I had every intention of lathering that frosting on his cock and licking every bit off, but I’m hardly able to move after that incredible devouring of my body. Raide positions himself over me, placing his elbows beside my head. He looks down at me and there’s so much passion in his eyes. He leans down and kisses me, long and hard, and I don’t even care that he tastes like frosting combined with me. I kiss him hard and deep, and he slowly pushes inside my body.

I whimper into his mouth, and he groans low and deep. He stops when he’s fully inside me and closes his eyes, panting hard. “Fuck,” he murmurs. “I’ve missed this.”