Double Rose update today. I wonder if Rose will tell Tyson everything or will she continue to keep it to herself? What do you think?
ROSE ****TRIGGER WARNING!**** “You don’t have to. Just know, when you are ready, if you ever want to, I’m ready to listen.” Very quickly before I have a chance to change my mind, “My parents died when I was 3. Drunk driver on their anniversary date night. We had no other family, both of them were single kids, their parents on both sides were dead already. I have no memories of my bio parents.” I start my life story without looking at Tyson. I turn and put my back to him. I don’t want to see the disgust or hate that will most likely mar his beautiful face by the time I am done. But he continues to hold me and rub soothing circles on my skin. “I was placed in foster care. I was with a wonderful couple for two years, they wanted to adopt me. Them, I actually remember a little bit of. The woman, Susan, had bright red hair and so many freckle you couldn’t count them. Her husband, Nolan, was bald with comforting brown eyes and he smelled like cedarwood. I don’t remember much else about t
TYSON Rose begins her life’s story and all of the instincts that reside within me are telling me to stop her. Stop her from talking by kissing her and letting her know she is treasured. But I don’t. I need to know what happened to her. What made her into who she is today. She has told me she didn’t have siblings or living parents. I didn’t know that she had been an orphan as a child. That is hard for anyone so young. I had a feeling she was sexually assaulted, it made logical sense. No one has a panic attack like she did, mid hot and heavy make out session that would have definitely led to sex, if it wasn’t something along those lines, right? Nothing could have prepared me for the story she tells though. She was literally told she was a throw away person, just before she was raped, sliced open and left to die. She was thrown away like garbage. Who does something like that? Who sets out to ruin a life like that? A psychopath, that’s who. And by all accounts, he thinks he got away wit
TYSON“I love you, Tyson.” My eyes widen at her declaration. My breathing picks up, hoping I didn’t mishear her. How could I have? She said it clearly and strongly.“Do you really mean that?” I close my eyes just in case she decides to take it back. “Please don’t say that and not really mean it, or you’re only saying it because you think I want to hear it. Please… please mean it when you say that to me.” I beg her quietly, letting all of my emotions color my words.Rose leans forward and gently kisses my lips. When she breaks our kiss, I open my eyes and stare into hers, knowing that what she says next will forever imprint itself onto my soul.“I mean it, Tyson. I love you. I’ve felt it for a while now, I just wasn’t sure love was what I was feeling. I tried to reason myself out of it, but that didn’t work. My emotions for you are so incredibly strong, even from the very beginning. The moment I saw you in the hospital with me, I have felt pulled to you. To be near you. To touch you. T
TYSONRose caresses my cheek, “You aren’t responsible for his choices, Tyson. He was an adult, it’s on him.” She snuggles into me and sighs. “Thank you for telling me some of your history and about your parents. I know that was probably really hard for you. I’m so glad you stayed with me.” She tiredly whispers the last part. I feel her relax and quickly slip into sleep, her nose pressed into my chest, like always. I lie awake for a while, thinking on all that has happened tonight.*Mike.**Yes, Alpha.**I’m sorry to disturb you so late at night. You seem rather awake, though. Everything okay?**Oh, yes sir. Lucy has been having a few Braxton-Hicks contractions at night, but she is fine. She has a few weeks till her due date. Nothing to worry about… for now. I still struggle to sleep after she has them though. What can I do for you?**I will not be in tomorrow.**Everything okay on your end, sir?**Yes. I need to spend tomorrow with my mate.**Understood, sir. I’ll change the schedule
TYSON Tears begin to line her lower lashes and Rose nods at me. She turns away and I hear her sniffle as she starts walking to her closet. I can’t let her stay hurt; I didn’t mean to upset her. I approach her and encircle her in my arms. I turn her to face me, and I see the tears have spilled over, staining her cheeks down to her chin. I gently wipe them away and place my forehead on hers. “I’m sorry, my love. I didn’t mean to hurt you. I tend to focus on one thing sometimes at the expense of everything else. I never want to hurt you or make you feel like you’ve done something wrong. Yes, I did plan an actual day-date for us, but if you would prefer to stay here, I’m okay with that.” “Do…do you want me, Tyson? It seemed like you did before I told you my history. And since then, you’ve turned me down twice. Did you change your mind about me? About us? I still wouldn’t blame you if you wanted to walk away.” Rose asks me with sadness written all over her face. I choose not to answer h
TYSON “I can taste myself on you,” she whispers as her cheeks turn red. Then she squirms as my fingers find her entrance again and push in. “Ooooh, Tyson. I need you. I need you inside of me.” Before I can respond, Rose has grasped my cock through my boxer briefs and rubbing against my full length. I hiss at the touch. “Did I hurt you?” She asks in shock as she lets go. “Oh no, honey. That felt so good. But if you touch me too much right now, I’m going to embarrass myself by cumming in my pants, again.” I say and she smirks at me. I reach down and quickly remove my boxer briefs. I settle between her legs as I slowly rub the head, and then the length of my cock along her wet slit. She inhales sharply at the unfamiliar touch of my manhood against her. But she wiggles and grinds against me. I continue to do that, over and over again, getting my dick good and wet with her lubrication. Rose continues to squirm, and I can tell she’s climbing that mountain again. “Tyson, please…” I don’t
ROSE I think back on the last 24 hours as I blow dry my hair. It has definitely been emotional and a bit of a roller coaster ride. But I finally admitted it to myself and to Tyson, I love him. I cannot believe that in such a short amount of time, I have fallen and fallen hard… FOR MY BOSS! Like seriously, who does that shit? Apparently, I do. I snicker at myself. I just knew that when I told him my story, he’d be appalled and leave. That he wouldn’t want to have anything to do with anyone with that much baggage, the biggest baggage being Maddie. I need to ask him how he really feels about her. She is my world, and he is now part of that world. But if he can’t accept her fully, then I have no business being involved with him, even if it will break my heart to walk away from him. She adores him, but he needs to adore her back or at least be willing to grow into loving her. He seems like he does, but that’s not something I need to assume, I need to ask him outright. It was nice getting
ROSE I keep my questions to myself though as Tyson opens my door and helps me down. We hold hands all the way into the building. There are people around and about, but not nearly as many as there are during the peak blooming seasons. Of course, there are winter flowers, but most things bloom during the other three seasons of the year. Tyson continues to hold my hand while he leads me to an area I’ve never been before. There are several round about passages and hallways we go down, but soon we are emerging outside into a large clearing that is fenced off. In front of us is a rather large greenhouse. I look over at him and he smiles down at me as he opens the greenhouse doors. I gasp in shock when we walk in. Inside are some of the most beautiful tropical flowers on the planet. Most I’m only able to recognize from books I’ve read. Not living in the tropics makes it hard to see them in person. I had no idea the arboretum has a tropical greenhouse full of flowers. However, there are man