Chapter 25 Faye
TWENTY-FIVE
Faye
I thought I’d be aching after being knotted by two alphas. There is some mild tenderness down there, but despite that, my body already craves more. While I get another brief respite between sessions, the guys have helped to keep me grounded so far, there’s no doubt that heats are relentless.
“You need to eat something.” Cole steers me downstairs. “You need to keep your energy up.”
Despite Cole buying me many cute pajama sets, I insisted on wearing his T-shirt. It absolutely drowns me, hanging around my knees, but it smells amazing.
“Faye!” Laz excitedly jumps up when he spots me, and my mouth falls open when I see what’s behind him.
The entire countertop is covered in snacks. There’s everything from veggie sticks and dips to mini sandwiches, cakes, granola bars, and more.
“I know you like sweet treats, but Cole would castrate me if I didn’t include some healthy options.
Drink this before anything else.” Laz shoves a glass of orange juice into my hands.
“It’s full of all the vitamins and electrolytes you’ll need.
” I take a sip, expecting it to be bitter, but it’s delicious and tastes like passionfruit. “I made it super fruity for you.”
“Is that…?” My eyes jump to an adorable piece of expertly carved melon. It has a tiny beak and wings, sitting on strawberries that look like waves. “A swan?”
Laz shyly runs his hands through his auburn curls. “Yeah.”
“It’s so cute!” I squeal, picking it up like it’s a tiny animal. “No one can eat it!”
“Note to self, don’t make the food so cute that she won’t eat it,” Laz jokes, but I can tell he’s buzzing from the compliment.
“No one will eat your swan,” Cole chuckles. “But you really should eat something else.”
I gravitate to the three-tier chocolate cake.
“Little omega,” Cole chastises.
“Fine!” I turn away from it, adding a few pieces of chopped fruit to my plate before sprinkling them with walnuts. “Better?”
“Drink the rest of that first.” Cole motions to my juice.
I literally salivate, eyeing the cake. “But I have fruit too. They’re one of my five a day.”
Laz winks. “I can’t argue with that logic, honeybee.”
Cole rolls his eyes but doesn’t argue. “Can you help me change the sheets, Ren?”
“Oh god.” I cringe. “Is that the second set already? You’ll be doing so much laundry.”
“We’re not gonna be washing them,” Cole corrects me. “We each want a set to sleep with.”
I can’t tell whether he’s joking as he and Ren disappear on their mission.
“So…” Laz dances from one foot to the other, unable to stay in one spot for longer than a few seconds. “How’re you feeling?”
“Hungry.” No, scratch that, I’m ravenous. A few minutes ago, eating and drinking were the last things on my mind, but I’m burning so many calories, I definitely need to replenish. “I didn’t think heats would be so draining.”
I devour the cake then wolf down the rest of my plate before gorging on chips, a blueberry muffin, and a protein bar. Aside from answering Laz when he eagerly asks whether there’s anything more he can do, I barely come up for air between mouthfuls.
“How do you feel now?” Laz asks when I finish.
“Much better.”
“You’ve got a bit of chocolate.” He points at a spot on my face. “There.”
I swipe at it. “Is it gone?”
“No.” He dabs at the smeared chocolate next to my mouth. His touch makes my skin tingle, like a mini-electric shock. “Woah. That was…” He jerks his hand back.
My perfume blooms, filling the kitchen. His usual laid-back expression turns serious.
“Faye.” His chair almost tips over when he hurries to stand. His cock is obviously hard, begging to be released from his gray sweats. “You smell too fucking good.”
“Mine.” I reach for him with confidence, grabbing his shirt to pull him close. Now that I’ve refueled, all I want is his knot. “Alpha.”
He drags his arm across the counter to create space, sending snacks flying before lifting me to sit on it. Our hands are everywhere—his in my hair, mine down his back—an urgent need taking over as our lips find each other.
Somewhere in our kiss, his fingers find their way between my legs. He tugs off my panties before kneeling down, his curls tickling my inner thighs. My slick gushes to meet his waiting tongue as he pulls me onto his face.
“Yes,” I grab his hair, grinding against his mouth. “Fuck yes, alpha. Make me come.”
He licks my clit before delving down to lap up my slick. He moans against my sensitive skin, letting me know how much he likes my taste and sending vibrations reverberating through me.
My vision blurs, and I forget where we are as his tongue explores me in a feverish frenzy, like an adventurer exploring unexplored land. The flat of his tongue flicks over my clit in rhythmic strokes that swiftly bring me to the brink of orgasm.
Before I come, he slows, making me whine as he holds me right at the edge, licking my clit in torturously tantalizing circles while his fingertips tease my entrance. I push my pussy into him impatiently, but that only makes him hold back more.
“Make me come, Laz.” Thick with need, I barely recognize my voice.
“Only if you say please, honeybee.”
“Please,” I moan.
He slides a finger into me, stroking my G-spot to coax more slick from me. There’s a tightness in my core, like a tightly wound spring that needs to be released.
He smirks. “Say pretty please, alpha.”
“Laz!” I gasp. “Pretty please, alpha!” If I don’t come soon, I’ll explode from anticipation. Every stroke of his fingers and tongue makes my toes curl, the need so intense that it’s borderline painful. “I need it. Now!”
He gives me exactly what I need, not holding back anymore. I cry out, tears springing to my eyes in a state of pure overstimulated bliss.
I clamp my thighs around Laz’s head while I come hard, gushing all over his face. I grind against his mouth as he devours me like an animal and finger fucks me with the force of a jackhammer.
“Yes, Laz!” I scream. “Fuck, yes!”
It’s good we’re in a remote cabin because I’m sure anyone within a mile can hear me. I ride the wave he delivers, losing all sense of time and space until I’m rendered a shaking mess.
Laz pulls away, his chin dripping with my slick. “You’re my new favorite snack, honeybee.”
My chest heaves, but even one incredible orgasm won’t keep me satiated for long.
“More!” I grab his stiff cock through his pants, pawing at him like a feral animal. “Knot. Give me. Now!”
“So demanding, honeybee.” Laz plants kisses along my jaw. “But I won’t make you beg. Not again.”
He roughly parts my knees then pulls Cole’s T-shirt over my head, leaving me naked and exposed. I bite my lip, worried he won’t like how I look, but watching his tongue wet his lips with a lustful hunger makes all of my self-doubt vanish.
“I love my packmates,” he chuffs. “But when I knot you for the first time, I want you to only smell me.”
He plays with my nipple, rolling it between his fingers, which makes another wave of slick coat the counter. There’s so much of it, I can hear it dripping onto the floor below.
“So much slick.” He admires, sliding his hand along into my wet pussy to gather it then using it to wet his long shaft. “And all for me.”
I prop myself up on my elbows to get a better look when I notice… I blink twice. Yep, he definitely has a tattoo on his cock. It looks like a unicorn with a rainbow tail. “Is that—”
“A unicorn? Yup. I got it after losing a dare to Damon, but don’t let looks deceive you. He looks pretty.” Laz’s eyes take on a wild, crazy shimmer as he lines up at my entrance. “But he fucks like a stallion.”
He enters me in one sharp, swift motion, filling me completely in one stroke. I gasp at the feel of his warmth as we become one. He fucks me fast, like we only have minutes until the world ends, and we’re trying to make the most of our last moments.
With my tits jiggling and bouncing against his chest, his joker side is gone. He’s all alpha now, and his delicious scent deepens, the cinnamon turning to rich, caramelized sugar. Decadent and all-consuming.
“Such a good girl,” he whispers. “Taking my cock so well.”
His praise taps into my natural desire to please, making me perfume.
I can barely catch my breath, watching Laz enter a trance-like state.
His knot swells and pulses in rhythmic bursts that, like his earlier teasing, seem to keep bringing me closer to orgasm while simultaneously leaving me desperate for more.
I claw at his shoulders as he drags his teeth down my neck and inhales. “Yes,” he growls. “You’re fucking perfect, honeybee.”
“Alpha.” I unravel at his words, releasing a string of orgasms that had been waiting under the surface. “Fuck!”
His knot swells and locks in place in a sudden, surprising, twisting motion. I squeal in delight and cling to his shoulders to stop myself from falling.
“Take my knot, Faye,” he growls. “Drown me like a good omega.”
My pussy squeezes his knot tight as his hips jerk, and he shoots a hot burst of cum inside me while I slather him in my slick.
Limbs entwined and skin glistening with sweat, we lay still, our panting breaths the only sound. When Laz delicately cups my jaw, his thumb stroking my cheek, I inhale sharply at the tenderness that’s such a stark contrast to the frenzied way he just fucked me.
“You’ve never looked sexier than with my knot buried inside you,” he murmurs. “My ruined omega.”
“I guess you were right about the unicorn’s hidden powers.”
He flashes his pearly whites. “Oh, there’s a lot more you’ve yet to see.”
Behind Laz, Cole clears his throat. I peek over his shoulder to see Cole brandishing a mop like a soldier ready to do battle. Next to him, Ren wears a wide grin.
I hide my face in Laz’s warm neck. “Sorry about the mess, Cole.”
“Lies,” Laz declares. “She’s not sorry at all, but you can’t blame me either! What our omega wants, our omega gets.”
Cole laughs. “You’re right about that.”
“Laz!” I gasp in horror, pointing at the counter. My right thigh has flattened my adorable fruit swan. “She’s destroyed!”
“Just like you, honeybee,” he teases. His knot is still locked in, and when he laughs, vibrations ripple through my body.
“Don’t worry, I’ll make you another one.
But you may have to wait. I don’t think I’m going anywhere for a while.
” He turns his head to wink at Cole. “Clean-up will have to wait.”
“We’ll be back later,” Cole says as he and Ren leave the kitchen.
“I’ll save you a cupcake!” Laz calls after them. “I’ll make sure it’s iced in Faye’s slick.”
I think he’s only half joking.
Cuddling into Laz, I can’t believe what’s happened since we arrived at the cabin. Three knots, three alphas, and my first non-solo true heat.
Everything has only confirmed what my body already knew. The Silverwood Pack is my scent match. There’s still one problem, and I can hear it felling trees outside.
Damon Cross.