Chapter 18 Sterling #2
“Do you need to be fucked, Nate? Do you think she’d like knowing we want to fuck her so bad in her nest?” I ask him.
“Fuck,” he hisses out, pushing his shorts down all the way.
I push him over the heat seat, totally getting the point of the piece of furniture now.
“Do you think she’d like watching me fuck you?” I ask him, seeking the relief I need, seeking some sort of peace only a pack mate can give me.
“Yes,” Nate groans.
I leave him there, bent over the side of the heat seat, admiring the submissive position as I go to the nightstand and grab the lube.
Nate doesn’t move as he waits patiently for me to touch him. His ass is muscular, and round, ready to be fucked.
His leg twitches in anticipation as I flick the lube lid, dripping the sticky substance onto my dick.
I’m stroking myself, enjoying watching him hard, bent over, and waiting for me to do something.
He exhales loudly as I drizzle the lube at the crack of his ass, watching it drip down to his hole. Using my fingers I collect the moisture, slowly pressing inside him. His cock is pressed against the fabric of the seat, his hips shifting against my hand as I scissor my fingers inside him.
I spread him open, watching the way my fingers get him ready to take my cock.
“Such a greedy fucking hole,” I say and Nate whimpers.
I slip in another finger, stretching him wider and he groans.
“Fuck me,” he begs, and it has me wanting to draw this out longer.
The longer I have him trembling, begging for it, letting me fill him up, the longer I’m not thinking about anything else besides how good I feel.
My hand slides down his muscular back, gripping the back of his neck as I continue finger fucking him. The pleasure of having this big Alpha bent over and ready to take me has my cock weeping with need.
“You want my fat cock, Nate? You need it?” I ask, adding another finger.
That has him bucking against the back of the seat, his biceps rippling as he grips on to the seat, looking for purchase.
“I need it. I need you,” he says and it has me giving him exactly what he wants.
Spreading his cheeks with lubed up fingers, I press the head of my dick against his hole and push in slowly.
Nate whimpers as I shift deeper inside him, taking me all the way to my knot.
“Harder,” he demands and I reply with a sharp thrust of my hips.
I get lost in his body, how good he feels stretched around me.
I take him rough, a clashing of two large bodies as I fuck him.
Masculine grunts and moans filling the air as I take what I want from him and empty his mind of this frustration I know we both feel.
Maybe it’s being overwhelmed by our Omega’s scent all day with no relief, or the reality of knowing other Alphas are seeing what’s ours.
Either way I take it out on Nate’s ass, and he takes every thrust dutifully.
With one hand on the back of his neck, and the other gripping his hip I take him. The scent of our Omega is wrapped around us, creating a frenzied haze of lust.
I can tell Nate is close and it’s sending me over the edge.
“I’m gonna come,” I warn him, thrusting harder, watching as my knot presses against his tight hole, wanting in.
Nate is grinding his cock against the seat, groaning as he takes me. His moan is loud, and he squeezes me tight before I pull out, stroking myself and coming all over his ass. It’s like I needed to see some sort of claim on someone I care about.
It soothes something inside me, but it was temporary.
“Shit,” Nate groans.
“What?” I question, hoping I wasn’t too rough or too much in this Alpha haze as I took what I wanted.
“I came all over her seat. I know she told us to scent mark the room, but I don’t think that’s what she had in mind.”
“Let’s just get cleaned up,” I tell him and he sighs.
The momentary peace is already gone. Nothing to fill this void of wishing my Omega was in her nest right now.
We’re cleaning the room, scent marking with a little more civility, and once everything is cleaned up, I decide I can’t take it anymore.
“We’re not sitting here on hours on end like this. We’ll go right to the VIP room, that’s where Hayes has been taking her after her first sets anyway. That way we’ll see it with our own eyes that she’s safe,” I suggest.
Apparently Nate is on the same level of hormone-induced bad ideas when he agrees.
“Yeah, we’ll just go to the VIP room and spend time with her,” he agrees.
I know it’s a bad idea, but I’m secretly hoping I can convince her to come home. Whatever it takes. I’d offer her my bond right now, I’d give her the security she needs. If it’s in the form of a contract, literally anything. I can’t take another night like this.
We’re in the parking lot of the club when my phone rings. It’s Hailey’s number, and my brows furrow.
“Hailey?” I ask, but it’s a male voice on the phone.
“Uh no, it’s her friend, co-worker, Riley. Uh, I think you guys should come to Lavender Moon right now.”
“Is she alright? Where’s Hayes?”
The man, Riley, on the other end, hisses. “Uh, he might be about to get in a fistfight. I think it’s best that you get here as soon as possible. Shit. I got to go,” he says, before hanging up.
“What’s going on?” Nate asks
“Hayes and Hailey are in trouble,” I growl as I’m already rushing out of the vehicle. I nearly toss my ID to the bouncer and Nate does the same.
I didn’t think this night could get worse. But it just did.