Chapter 85 #2
I’m assuming to find out where the hell Jax and Shawn are, from how he steps away from the group.
He returns a moment later. “They’re almost here.”
When they finally arrive several minutes later, they’re both out of breath, but like a tsunami, a scent wave of sex washes off both of them.
“Sorry,” Jax says as he runs up.
Shawn draws curious looks from Pavin and Mike when he hangs back and grabs a bottle of water from the cooler.
Jax has everyone grab a shot. Todd gets us both bourbon, and Jax has me and Todd join him by the monument.
“We have a tradition,” Jax says. “Before we start an initiation ceremony, the initiate reads off the names of all who’ve gone before, and then we drink a toast to them and howl to the heavens in hopes they know they aren’t forgotten. ”
He lays a hand on my shoulder. “Everyone here has already accepted you into this pack, yet you wish to complete the process even though we’ve given you ample opportunity not to. I think you have more than earned your place among us, and you are more than worthy to read their names.”
He points to the first. I read them off, having already looked them over several times with Todd, so I already know the direction I need to go.
I touch each engraved name as I say it, honored that this pack—this family—has welcomed me.
And yes, that stupid bitch hormone brain of mine was a big fat liar. I absolutely feel loved and accepted.
Still had fun with the preliminary portion of the festivities, though.
It takes me five minutes to recite the names. When I reach the last one, I turn to Jax.
He now holds two shot cups and raises both.
“This is for those we loved and lost. This is for those we haven’t met yet.
This land is ours, and will be long after we are gone.
May we one day be remembered by our pack, our names called, our spirits summoned to bless our new members and run with us as we celebrate. ”
He tips one of the cups, splashing it on the bottom of the monument so it runs down the edge and into the grass. “This is for those who are forever now a part of this land, and for those who once called it home.” Then he drinks his shot, throws back his head, and howls.
We all do the same, a chorus of mostly howls, but also bugling, roars, and other cries all sailing up into the beautiful night while the crystal stars look down upon us.
And then Todd smiles, takes my hand, and pulls me in for a long, deep kiss. “Ready, baby?”
I grin. “Better fucking believe it.”
We walk farther into the woods, to a large clearing where the centerpiece is a large, flat stump, smooth, at least six feet across. Todd lies down on it, on his back, pulling me on top of him and kissing me. He buries his hand in my hair, fists it, the slight sting of good pain revving my engine.
The wood beneath us is nearly as smooth as a dinner table, obviously worn down by years of fucking.
Someone reaches between us and fists my cock while, behind me, hands slide down my back, to my ass.
“Someone told me you wanted to feel my knot, pup.”
It’s Jax. And I moan as he shifts and impales me, wasting no time jackhammering me, his dewclaws digging into my sides as his front legs hook onto me.
Hands reach between me and Todd and play with my nipples, rolling and tugging them, pinching them, and my cock jerks with every torment. I feel someone stroke Todd’s cock, and as a cock is presented to my mouth, Todd pulls me off his lips and points me at it.
I eagerly open, moaning as Jax’s knot quickly swells inside me and forces the first orgasm out of me.
There are cheers at that and hands reach in, smearing my mess all over me and Todd.
The guy fucking my mouth comes and pulls out, replaced by another cock.
Every bit of drool and cum leaking from between my lips is smeared and licked across my flesh.
It’s a blur. It’s heaven. It’s even better than I imagined. As Jax’s knot forces several more climaxes out of me, hands touch, stroke. I’m held so people can fuck both my fists, and every time I look down, there’s Todd smiling up at me.
I don’t know how long it is until Jax’s knot goes down, but before any other cock can get in there, Todd flips my boneless body over, throws my legs over his shoulders, and sinks all the way in.
He slowly fucks me as more hands reach in to play with my nipples and cock and people take turn using my mouth.
Most of them don’t even come in my mouth, they use me to fluff them and then jerk off on us, smearing it in and moving out of the way for someone else to take their place.
Sometimes guys push their heads in and Todd sits up without pulling out of me so my cock can get swallowed, licked, my balls fondled.
Mouths tasting of me and other people kiss me, swapping spit and cum and sweat.
I wish I could wrap my arms around anyone, but my hands are in use and coated with cum.
Periodically, someone sucks my fingers and licks my palms just for another cock to take their place.
My toes even get sucked, and how the fuck did I not know that was a thing?
As bodies exchange positions I get glimpses of the orgy in full progress around us, some guys using each other to get close just to paint us with their offering of jizz.
I lose track of time, lose track of how many climaxes I have even as Todd slowly fucks me. It seems like every time I’m ready to signal to him I’m done, as we agreed, someone else finds a new way to stroke my cock that gets me hard again.
When I feel another orgasm building and catch a glimpse of the moon overhead, how far it’s moved since we started, I mentally tell Todd, “I think that’s it. Love you.”
“Love you, baby.” He grabs my thighs and starts plowing me, smiling, a different hand taking over my cock while two mouths suck my sensitive nipples.
When it slams into me, somehow it’s the most powerful one of the night, which feels impossible. My toes curl and Todd throws back his head, bugling as a shower of cum splatters over us from all angles and cheers go up through the crowd.
Winded, Todd leans in, cupping my throat and kissing me. My hands are now empty and I wrap my arms and legs around him, loving him, loving this.
He sits up, bringing me with him as everyone crowds around to congratulate me. At any point in the festivities I could have said red and it all would’ve stopped immediately.
But I did. Not. Fucking. Want. To.
Todd holds me against his chest, his massive arms wrapped around me.
“Still have energy to run, baby?”
“For a little while.” I look up and kiss him. “Then I want to go home and snuggle.”
He helps me unwrap myself from him. Half the people are already shifted, and I realize they’re waiting for me and Todd to lead the way. We both shift and I once again longingly look at that gorgeous cock I haven’t played with yet in his shifted form before we take off through the dark.
My tank is nearly on fumes, though, and Todd senses it.
Once the run starts the pack takes off in every direction, my job more ceremonial and no one expects me to lead the whole run.
Todd slows and nudges me to the side. Once the clearing is emptied he leads me across it, shifting back, picking me up as I shift back, and kissing me as he carries me down the path toward the showers.
I throw my arms around him. We’re both coated with cum and grass and dirt and sweat, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.
He wears that sweet, sexy smile. “Good?”
I sigh and rest my head against his shoulder. “Perfection.”
We shower and he grabs towels for us so we can dry off. Jax and Shawn emerge from the woods, but it looks like they’ve already showered because they’re both dressed.
“See you at the house,” Jax says, and they get in his truck and head out.
“Did Shawn seem off to you?” I ask Todd.
He’s scowling, still looking where their taillights are disappearing. “I don’t know what’s going on.”
We pull in just as Jax is shutting off his truck and they leave the front door standing open for us.
Alizée grins and makes a beeline for me to hug me. “Congratulations!”
“Thank you.”
“Have fun?”
I wearily nod. It’s starting to hit me, the exhaustion. “Yeah, but I think I’m going to sleep for a few days.”
Jax chuckles. “You’re just lucky I was able to recover enough to knot you tonight.”
Something about the way he says it makes me, Alizée, and Todd all turn and stare at him.
In a flash, Alizée darts across the living room and hugs Shawn, who freezes.
A wide grin creases her face as she looks up.
Shawn’s face goes blank as he stares at her and she steps back. Then, he nods.
I’m starting to get an idea of what’s going on now, but I didn’t realize—
She’s grinning as she holds up two fingers at him.
His jaw drops. “Twins? Again? Are you fucking SHITTING me?”
Todd bursts out laughing, so hard that he has to lean against the back of the couch while Jax pulls Shawn into his arms to console him.
“No,” Shawn says. “You have to be fucking with me,” he says to her. “Please tell me you’re fucking with me!”
Still smiling, she slowly shakes her head. “Again, don’t blame me.” She playfully points at Jax. “Just your luck your mate has a magic peen for you.”
“It started this morning,” Jax explains over Shawn’s head, where he’s holding him. “Not the greatest timing, but I gave him a choice. Usually, he gets a little more warning, but probably from his hormones still leveling out.”
“Goddammit!” Shawn mutters. “Motherfucker!”
Jax winks at us and drops a kiss on the top of Shawn’s head. “It’s okay, baby. Look at the bright side.”
“And what’s that?” Shawn grumbles.
Jax looks at Alizée and arches an eyebrow, his meaning clear.
“Two boys,” she says.
“Oh, thank the fucking Goddess!” Shawn says.
We hug and congratulate them, Alizée helps us pack our little bundle in her carrier seat, and we head home.
“Twins?” Shawn moans as the door closes behind us. “Da fuq?”
Todd’s desperately trying to keep from laughing and waking the baby.
Thirty minutes later, she’s tucked into her crib, we’ve showered again with soap this time, and we collapse into our bed.
“No alarm in the morning, baby,” he mumbles, already crashing into sleep. “No alarm but the baby, I mean. Couch day.”
“Agreed.” I close my eyes and snuggle tightly against him. I’m going to be all sorts of sore tomorrow in very good ways.
And I’ll give thanks to the Goddess for every single one of them.