Salvation (Wild Heat)

Chapter 31 – M E M P H I S

Nothing smellsas good as Brooklyn during her heat. The honey tones that tease me on other days make me fucking insane when her hormones are in full force. Despite Camden giving me some relief with his mouth before we all went to bed, I’ve spent most of the night awake. My cock has barely softened, every sense trained on the Omega sleeping sweetly in Denver’s arms, just to my right.

Looking at the two of them, I scarcely know how to feel. Part of me is furiously, obsessively jealous. I want to rip Denver off of her and break his fucking hands for touching her. Then, I’ll lick and fuck my girl until I’m the only Alpha with his scent on her.

Another part of me, a strange new part, is pleased. I can sense Denver’s own passion and protectiveness, the way he feels satisfied when he makes Brooklyn shiver or sigh. His feelings are mine, too.

A Pack bond. I’ve caught glimpses of it in the past few days, but it’s strongest when we’re focusing on Brooklyn. Working together to protect or satisfy her. From this point on, my connections to Denver and Camden are only going to get stronger.

I welcome it. I won’t pretend it doesn’t scare me a bit—I usually avoid people, not seek out their company. Part of me wonders if I’ll get frustrated without my usual solitude, with being so connected to other people. But whenever I stop overthinking it, I feel at peace.

Brooklyn shifts in Denver’s arms, and I notice her cheeks have gone pink. There’s a flush spreading down her neck, and I practically growl when I smell the slick gathering between her legs.

She needs relief from her heat.

Driven by my instincts, I kneel between her legs and draw one knuckle down her slit. The digit comes away drenched. Her brown and blue eyes flicker open, gazing at me with undisguised want. I repeat the gesture, and her hips shift against my hand. Seeking.

“Please,” she whimpers.

I don’t wait for further instruction. I lean down and bury my face against her sweet cunt, covering my nose and mouth with the slick that’s been calling to me all night.

“You woke up needy, huh?” Camden says, his voice husky with sleep.

“Yes,” Brooklyn wails.

Cam shifts Brooklyn’s body so he can kiss her. Watching their tongues press together while mine is buried in her channel makes my cock harden even more. When Denver joins, palming her breasts and sucking on her hardened nipple, a gush of slick floods my face. I lap it up eagerly.

Fuck, this is unreal. Not only is Brooklyn the most tempting, gorgeous woman I’ve ever been with, I can feel the pleasure from Camden and Denver, too. They’re loving making our sweet girl happy just as much as I am. The new bonds make this whole thing even more intense.

I press one finger into Brooklyn’s pussy. At first, she spreads eagerly for me, but her cunt quickly grips my finger so hard, it’s like she’s trying to force me out. Well, that won’t do. Without letting up from licking her clit, I force two fingers inside her, making her scream my name against Cam’s lips.

“Camden,” I say, and his dark blue eyes flash to mine. “I think our girl needs your knot.”

He flashes his lopsided smile at us both. “Happy to oblige. Brooklyn, baby, get on your hands and knees.”

Her doe eyes blink at him in confusion, but I grin back at him. I know exactly what he has in mind, and it’s exactly what I want right now.

Once Brooklyn moves into position, Camden gets behind her, his hard dick sliding against her slick pussy lips. I move my head underneath them, alternating between lapping at Brooklyn’s clit and the base of Camden’s cock.

“Oh God, please, please,” Brooklyn begs, too far gone to even know what she needs right now. She moans nonsensically. Lucky for her, Camden knows exactly what she needs.

“This is gonna feel intense,” he says, lining up the head of his cock at her opening. “But hang on. I know you can take it.”

He impales himself on her with one, fast stroke. The noise Brooklyn makes is pure animal, feral and wild. Even with Camden’s girth plugging her up, drops of her slick still manage to squeeze out. I happily lick them up before returning to her clit.

“Here’s what’s going to happen,” Camden says. His voice is even, but I can see his thighs are trembling with the effort of holding himself back. “You’re going to come twice on my cock. First time, Memphis is going to use his tongue to get you there. Second time, I want you coming on my knot. Do you understand?”

Brooklyn moans loudly.

“Don’t think I made out that answer,” Denver says roughly. He’s watching Brooklyn’s face, stroking himself. “Try again, Brooklyn.”

“Do you understand?” Camden repeats.

“Yes,” she cries. “Yes, please.”

Camden pulls out to the very tip, then plunges harshly back inside her. He keeps a slow rhythm, withdrawing and slamming in, slowly winding her up to a frenzy. Through all of it, I don’t stop laving her clit, making her even more soaked than she already is. I can feel how swollen her clit is on my tongue, and it only makes me hotter.

I feel her trembling right on the edge, and suck her clit into my mouth.

The world freezes for a moment.

Then, I can feel Cam’s amazement at how tight her cunt is gripping him. The orgasm rips through her so hard, it feels like it might never stop. Her thigh muscles convulse around my face, and I pull back. If I keep licking and smelling her honey slick, I’m going to come. And I don’t want to miss my chance to knot inside her this morning.

Brooklyn gasps when it’s all over, filling her lungs with air after the onslaught of sensation. She doesn’t get much of a break. Now that she’s come once, Camden’s determined. He slams into her hard and fast, completely unleashed. She squeals each time he hits the back of her pussy.

I can’t help but grip my own cock harder. It’s so hot seeing Camden like this, savage and dominating the way he only gets during sex. It’s like there’s a secret side to him that only we get to know.

Wet, lewd smacking sounds fill the shelter while he pounds into her. Mixed with Brooklyn’s quick shallow breaths, it’s an erotic symphony that drives us all to the edge. His knot swells at the base, and I can see how her poor little pussy tries to stretch to take him.

“Come on,” Camden growls, his fingers pressing bruisingly hard into her hips. “Take it. I know you can, baby. Take my knot.”

Brooklyn’s arms give out from under her as she finally expands enough to take him. I rush forward, holding her up myself while her orgasm annihilates her. It’s almost too much, between holding her exhausted body in my arms and feeling Camden’s orgasm through the bond as he fills her up with his cum. When both their orgasms finally abate, the three of us sink into a pile on her nest.

We all lie in a haze afterward. I hear someone moving, and it takes a moment to realize what’s happening. I only get it when Denver shoves a water bottle at my face.

“Take it,” he says, amusement coloring his hazel eyes. “We all need to rehydrate.”

We take our time, drinking water mixed with electrolyte powder. Camden pops berries in Brooklyn’s mouth while they wait for his cock to soften. It’s cozy, all of us together in the nest. Denver and I can’t stop ourselves from stroking Brooklyn’s hair or interlacing our fingers with hers, even while she’s still connected to Camden.

My cock has started to soften, and I make no move to change that. I assume that Brooklyn’s totally worn out by now. She’s definitely taken a pounding from the guys, and I try to tamp down my impatience. My time will come—I don’t want to pressure her while she’s dealing with her heat.

Eventually, Camden softens, his seed mixed with Brooklyn’s slick spilling onto her thighs. I grab the wet washcloth, gently cleaning the mess. Just when I’ve finished, Brooklyn’s small hand grabs my wrist.

“You’re not done,” she murmurs. Her eyes are half-lidded and sultry.

“You look pretty clean to me,” I tease.

“That’s the problem.” Brooklyn rises to her elbows, leaning toward me. “I’ve been waiting for you, Memphis. I want you to get me all dirty.”

Fuck, she’s gorgeous propositioning me like this. I almost can’t believe this perfect little Omega is asking for me, and hell if I’m going to say no to it.

I crawl over top of her, my mouth hovering over hers.

“Then I should give you what you want, shouldn’t I?” I say, bracing my weight on my arms as I lean down to kiss her.

Her tongue traces my lips, and I realize she’s tasting the traces of herself from while I was eating her out.

“You like how you taste, my gorgeous girl?” I murmur, kissing the sensitive skin on the side of her neck.

“I like how you taste better,” she says, pulling my mouth back to hers. Even though I’m bigger and more powerful, even though I could pick her up and position her little body exactly how I wanted, she’s taking the lead. Fuck if that isn’t the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.

She slants her mouth against mine, deepening the kiss and demanding entrance with her tongue. I oblige, letting her explore me as much as she wants.

Her fingers trail over my arms and shoulders, exploring every dip and rivulet between muscles. Every tendon and vein. Soon, she’s wrapping her legs around my waist and pulling herself up to grind against my body like I’m her fucking jungle gym while I stay propped on my elbows.

She grinds her hips, and I’m too aware that there’s absolutely nothing separating her weeping cunt from my rock-hard cock. If she’s not careful, I’m gonna come just from that. I’ve basically been edging myself since the moment her heat started. Hell, I’m ready to combust at any minute.

I planned on teasing her. Planned on taking my good goddamn time with her, warming her up with my fingers and tongue until she was begging and squirming for me. But I know right now, that’s not what she needs.

She’s warm.

She’s ready for me.

She needs my cock right fucking now.

So I press myself halfway in and groan at the pressure. Fuck, it’s like her tight little pussy is trying to milk my cock.

Her legs tighten around my waist, urging me further in. So I give her what she wants and thrust all the way in.

“Good girl,” I moan. “Taking my cock so well. Tell me, do you like how full I make you feel?”

I punctuate the question with a hard thrust.

“Yes!” she says, her fingers digging into my back muscles.

“You want to be filled, don’t you, sweetheart?”

She nods her head, meeting each stroke of my cock with a little hip thrust of her own.

My knot expands at the base of my cock, and I shorten my strokes, refusing to give it to her just yet. She hates that. She tries with all her strength to press down and take more than I’m willing to give her, but she’s no match for me. I’m waiting to hear her beg for it.

I don’t have to wait long.

“I need it,” she pleads, her voice half-broken. “I need your knot filling me. I can’t handle waiting any longer, please.”

Her words undo me.

I shove my knot inside her, my cock throbbing as I give her my seed. Marking her, leaving a part of myself in her. The thought makes me practically delirious with lust.

Suddenly, I realize that my teeth are on her neck, poised to bite. Brooklyn’s head is lolled back, exposing herself. Practically begging me to bond her.

No. Fuck.

It’s not supposed to happen like this.

I have to wait and do it right. If I force a bond during her heat, when she’s too desperate and out of it to say no, I’m just as bad as her scum-sucking brother.

Lifting my teeth from her is one of the hardest things I’ve ever had to do. But somehow, I manage it.

I roll to the side so Brooklyn and I are facing each other. I can barely look at her flushed face, knowing what I almost did. I’m supposed to have self-control. I’m supposed to be able to do what’s right for my Omega, not be some selfish prick who only cares about what he wants.

They should kick me out of the Pack now. I’m not worthy of connecting with this pure, wild woman. If I weren’t literally stuck to her right now, I’d just get up and leave.

A small hand cradles my face. Brooklyn forces my head down to look at her.

“Don’t do that,” she murmurs. “Don’t beat yourself up. You didn’t bite me.”

“I got too goddamn close to doing it,” I say. “I’m so fucking sorry, Brooklyn.”

“It’s okay. Nothing happened, Memphis. I’m fine.”

“But you have no idea how much I wanted to do it,” I growl. I don’t want to lie and pretend it was a mistake. She should know exactly the Alpha she wants to be with.

“I do know.” She bites her lower lip. “Because I wanted it, too. Next time, it won’t be so hard. I need you to forgive yourself, because if you’re mad at yourself for it, you have to be mad at me, too.”

“That’s not how it works,” I say, frustrated.

“I make the rules,” she says simply. “We’re okay. We both are.”

She presses her forehead to mine, making me accept that. Forcing me to let go of what I almost did.

Our eyes close as sleep overtakes us both.

For the restof her heat, I manage to keep my teeth far away from Brooklyn’s neck. It’s easier when I join in with Camden and Denver, so I know they’re able to watch me.

Other than the guilt, the whole thing is amazing. Brooklyn is soft, sweet, and needy, and she adores it when we take care of her. Bringing her a pillow or a glass of water makes her look at you like she can’t believe you’re real. That look is fucking intoxicating.

I get to knot her again, and Cam takes me in his mouth twice. Brooklyn watches both times, apparently very turned on by seeing us together.

For three days, we’re able to forget about Grayson. We barely think of anything except how to satisfy our needy Omega. A week of this would be amazing—even a month would barely be enough. My appetite for Brooklyn is endless.

Of course, it’s over all too soon. Brooklyn’s temperature drops to normal levels, and we’re forced to abandon the shelter for the real world. And all the problems it comes with.