Chapter 38 #2
The dark edge of his tone causes slick to pool between my legs.
Everett utters a few more keen words in the direction of my two other alphas and the tension pulls taut.
I’m on my back before I can even blink and a laugh tumbles out as my two less intense alphas groan at finally being able to touch me.
They’re just as turned on as me, their cocks hard and ready through their dress pants as Dax brings my mouth to his and Jett goes right to licking my chest with ferocity.
“Get her on her knees,” Everett says, and I look up to see him standing with his cock already out, watching me and touching himself with slow strokes. My mouth waters and he chuckles.
Dax turns me around, flipping my entire body like it’s nothing. His mouth goes to my spine, kissing downwards but then Everett tsks at him. The former alpha just smiles cheeky, apparently the brat of us all.
“Dax, get in front of her,” Everett orders, and then directs Jett behind me.
Jett’s fingers move down my spine and I arch involuntarily, wanting him to be much further down. He unclasps my bra as Dax puts his index under my chin, turning me up to look at him. His smile is infectious as he leans down to kiss me again, the passion more vulnerable than I was expecting.
“Do you like being between them, Omega?” our prime asks. I moan against my blond alpha’s lips. I don’t just like it, I love it. I am obsessed with it. Having all of their eyes on me is a wild fantasy come true, and it gets even better when Jett’s fingers move between my slit through my thong.
“She’s fucking soaked,” he grumbles under his breath, his alpha coming to the surface.
He tears the material off of me and throws it to the side.
His fingers come back, moving back and forth, barely grazing my clit.
My body comes alive. I thrust my hips back towards him, trying to get them to touch the exact place I need.
The sounds I’m making might embarrass me later, but it’s primal right now.
I need them to take me, now .
“I think she’s getting impatient,” Everett chuckles, causing me to growl at him. He doesn’t get deterred, just watches me with so much pride. Jett’s movement catches my eye, his hands going into his hair to pull it up and out of his face. I present further for him, anticipating his next move.
“Oh, don’t forget about me, Omega,” Dax coos. He wraps my hair in his fist and pulls me up to look at him, the playfulness in his expression morphing into something more sinister. “It’s my turn, too. And I want you to suck me dry.”
The omega inside of me is a slut because I open my mouth and stick my tongue out, ready for him.
He groans deeply, holding my hair with a gentle roughness.
“You’re so fucking perfect,” he murmurs before undoing his dress pants.
He pulls them down and his cock pops out, hitting his delicious abs and giving me the prettiest picture. I lean closer and he smiles at me.
“Here you go, baby,” he teases me, holding his cock out for me. I take him into my mouth and his amusement turns into a grunt, pre-cum instantly hitting my tongue.
I hear Everett mutter a few words, but don’t know what they are until Jett’s tongue touches the most sensitive part of me.
He immediately starts in harsh circles, pulling the surfacing pleasure right to the edge.
I practically scream around Dax, pulsing around nothing as my long-haired alpha licks me to within an edge of my life.
My body goes into a tailspin of pleasure.
The taste of cherries is strong as Dax thrusts into my mouth while Jett continues to work my clit with such precision that I think I may cry.
Actually, I do. My omega sends up the most high-pitched whine I’ve ever given, telling our prime exactly what we need without having to say it.
“ Enough, ” Everett says to Jett, the word laced with the slightest amount of dominance. “Give her what she needs.”
I wiggle my hips back and forth, and Jett’s there a second later, obviously waiting for the instruction to do exactly what he wanted.
The second he inserts himself, my entire body practically pulls him in.
I am needy for my scent match, and I’m only satisfied when he’s all the way inside, nestling every nerve-ending.
We both let out hollow breaths, moaning at the sensation of being together again.
The way that I can feel him isn’t just physical.
There’s a tether between us, and I suddenly can’t wait until we’re bonded in every possible way.
I want to feel him, feel his emotions, hear his thoughts.
The thought lights me up from the inside out, and when he starts moving his hips in steady thrusts, I tilt my head as if to ask for it.
“Aw, Omega,” Dax moans, his cock still moving in and out of my throat.
“Do you want his bite? Do you want to be connected to your alpha?” I let out a desperate noise, vibrating around him.
“One day, we’ll cover you in our claim. And you will claim us right back.
And it will be glorious,” he whispers, burying the words underneath my skin.
“Ah, fuck. I think I might come just thinking about it.”
That causes me to move faster, taking him deeper into my throat until I nearly gag.
He curses again, controlling the movement as best as he can but his hips stutter.
It doesn’t take much longer before he throws his head back and groans, emptying himself in my throat.
The taste of dark cherries explode and I work with a fervor, not slowing down until he literally has to pull me off of him.
Jett’s thrusting brings me back to my body, the movement a fast and passionate rhythm now.
I feel it all over my body, all the way down to my toes.
Pouring rain falls over me and the sweet nature scent gets stronger as Everett crawls onto the bed and moves beside us.
He doesn’t say anything as he reaches under me, his strong fingers finding my clit and pinching softly.
The movement sends a violent pulse through me.
It’s been building and building, and I’m almost afraid of it, but then Dax is holding my throat and staring into my eyes, whispering sweet nothings.
“Let go for us, Omega,” he whispers. “Let us have every drop. ”
The detonation feels like nothing I’ve ever experienced before. It shoots up through me and gushes out. Literally, it gushes , and all of my mates moan from the heightened cranberry scent.
Jett feels the squirt all around him and lets out a howl that speaks to the most primitive part of me. “Fuck yes, Rory,” he moans. When he comes, it heightens my pleasure, our skin sweaty and hot and clinging in a way that should be overstimulating but is the most comfortable I’ve ever been.
When we fall into a heap together, I sigh with relief. Jett somehow kisses my lips, murmuring how amazing I am, how much he adores me. I bask in it as I catch my breath.
Then Everett is there, fulfilling the promise he gave me however many minutes ago. His scent eases me all the way down to my bones. When he scent marks my cheeks, I let out a happy sigh.
“Prime,” I huff out, my entire body sensitive. He moves his body over mine, the weight of it grounding me. There’s pride sparkling in his eyes.
“You’re doing such a good job, Omega,” he mutters to me, his hand moving the strays of my hair away.
My smile is dopey and content, and then his cock is at my entrance and entering with so much ease from the slick that has poured from my body.
I cry out, his thrusts starting immediately. “Give me one more, baby. One more.”
I hold onto his shoulders for dear life as he speeds up, the orgasm from before blooming back to me like nothing I’ve ever felt before. He’s huge, and his knot hits me with every stroke. I mumble incoherent words about needing it, wanting nothing more than for him to put it inside me.
“Yes,” he groans, his hips stuttering. “This pussy is fucking heaven. And it’s. All. Mine. ”
When I don’t think I can take it anymore, he pushes all the way in and my entire body curls.
The feeling takes over me completely, my body so sensitive that I think I may black out a little.
Everett wraps his arms around me, moving his knot in tiny ministrations, wringing out every tiny spark that he can, coming inside me the entire time.
When my body finally relaxes, he turns us so I’m lying on him, every movement causing pulses to move through me.
I don’t know how long it is before I come back. I catch my breath, and then there’s water being thrusted at me, hands touching me everywhere, words of praise filling the quiet.
And my omega is sleeping soundly in my chest, fully content and satisfied for the first time my entire life.
“That was crazy,” Jett says, breathing deep, as he checks on the location of our delivery driver.
Dax laughs. “You’re just out of shape. You should come do some drills with us, it’ll strengthen you up real quick.”
They start to playfully push each other, causing the bed to move more than it did a second ago during our pack orgy.
“I bet I could still get the pizza from the door faster than you,” Jett challenges. Dax raises an eyebrow at that, silently accepting.
“Don’t scare the delivery driver,” Everett reprimands them, but then the front doorbell rings and we’ve lost them. They look at each other with pause, and then they’re up.
Dax and Jett both race for it, pushing each other out of the way as they force themselves through the doorway at the same time. The antics make me laugh weakly, my body too relaxed to bellow out the way I normally would.
Everett’s fingers keep a steady rhythm as they caress my arm. My goosebumps become like braille underneath them, whispering that I feel safe, that I feel loved. That everything that I never thought would go right is in front of me, with him at the forefront.
“Everett,” I murmur into his purring chest.
“Yes, baby?”
“I love you.” The words come out so quietly, I wouldn’t think he heard them if it weren’t for the way his body responds. He pulls me tighter against him, his heart beating faster in his chest.
“Say it again,” he requests, a vulnerability in his voice that wasn’t there before.
I turn to look at him. There’s a happy gleam in his eyes that accompanies the softness in his expression. His forehead rests on mine, likely nervous over the intimate exchange, but it just makes my heart feel full.
“I love you,” I repeat. “I love you so much. It’s always been you.”
Everett gives a relieved laugh, like he’s been waiting so long to hear those words. It pierces me unexpectantly, knowing how long these men have been waiting for me to catch up. Waiting for me to realize how much we were meant for each other when they always knew.
“What about those two?” he asks, seriously. “Do you love them, too?”
I grin, loving how he cares about the other alphas as much as he cares about himself.
“I wanted to tell you first,” I say the confession in a hushed tone. “You’re the prime.”
He gives me a shy smile, one completely different from the brazen alpha that was just bossing us around. “You’re perfect for me. Everything I’ve ever wanted. I love you so much.”
Dax and Jett come back to the room, the former smiling with an obliterating smugness. Jett has his arms crossed, obviously the loser of the mini-adventure. They sit down and start to bicker light-heartedly, Dax complaining about Jett not getting the stuffed-crust. Everett and I catch eyes.
We share a secret smile and it feels right. We’re a team, the centers of our pack, and the foundation of it finally feels settled.