22. Harmony
Harmony
I can’t drive like that again. If I’m going to perfume and slick every time I get into a car, I won’t be able to live it down.
Back then, there was only one thing that really helped stop the perfume and slick: my alpha’s pheromones.
Could I even say whether it was the car or them that set me off? It was the perfect blend of alpha and machine that wound me up to the point where I’d forced my bodyguards to run me to the nearest bathroom so I could take care of myself.
Now I’m hiding in a public toilet cubicle in the Austin F1 center, bent over, my arms wrapped around myself as I clench my biceps, hoping it will be over soon.
There’s nothing I can do except hide and wait. If I come out with people still milling around; staff, crews, people from the cast, even just racing fans, and most especially my brother, they will all start looking at me the same way they used to in F2.
For most drivers, having their mates and omegas around was fine. But in the past, nobody knew Maddock and I were together. And he was usually busy with his own races, so I had to resort to scent-blocking spray.
I squeeze the bottle in my shaking hand. I’ve already emptied it all over myself, but it hasn’t helped.
Yanking my panties down and spraying them with so much scent-blocking spray that I might as well have just gone commando never got better. It's even more embarrassing when I’ve already exposed myself to the garage.
My bodyguards have to put up with so much…
Even after all the F1 offers came in, there was still speculation that I’d used something other than my skill and my family’s reputation to get them.
And that’s what Maddock never understood. No matter how hard I worked, how much I pushed myself to breaking point, I'd never be good enough for some people. Including him. And seeing him brings up all those feelings up again, especially after climbing out of my car like that.
That’s what acting gives me. It means I don’t have to do this. To hide myself away and stuff my face in Everest's first jacket to try to get any of the pheromones he’d left on there.
I have an emergency bag for situations like this, and Everest’s jacket went straight in there as soon as I ‘forgot’ to give it back to him.
I hung the coffee-stained one up in my room for later.
There’s also a change of clothes in my bag, but I have to wash and take care of myself before I put them on.
But my body aches after getting out of that car. And it isn’t just the force of the speed of going up to 250kmph.
I want them. All I have to do is say the word, and the three of them would have followed me.
Even if Maddock hates me, and I still don’t know for sure if Everest actually wants me, my omega senses make me believe I can have them all. Especially Jaxx. He’d come and help me without a second thought.
I groan as another wave of lust surges through my body. I can’t stop thinking about it. No matter how much of a professional I try to be, the idea of all three of them cozying up with me in this tiny cubicle and showering me with their pheromones has heat burning through me.
I don’t want my omega senses to control me. I told myself I would never let that happen again, no matter how strong the alphas who try to mess with me are.
I groan as I know what I have to do.
If I don’t come at least once, my perfume won’t stop. It’s a problem whenever I get too turned on. And most of the alphas I’ve been with in the past never really did the job better than I could. Except Maddock.
I bite my lip as I tug at the zip under my neck. The perfume has built up inside my suit and, as I unzip it down to my stomach, it rolls out of me like a cloud. I nearly cough because it’s so strong.
I wear a full-body warmer under my fireproof racing suit, and I tug at the back of it. I tear at the buttons so it falls over my shoulders so I can pull my arms out and expose my bra.
I tear the Velcro straps of my boots, kicking them off to push the suit and underlayer off over my feet.
Whimpering, I roughly grab my nipple. I’m wearing an extra-thick padded bra to help against the sharp, cold air that penetrates my suit as I drive, but I still need that bite of pleasure to help me get off.
It’s how Maddock used to make love to me. While I clung to him, he would travel down my body, gripping me hard, roughly sucking and licking everywhere until I was so tender that it would take one nudge to push me over the edge.
I shudder as I pinch, and more slick rolls from me.
I groan as the suit falls away, and my ass hits the toilet seat as the scent of slick blooms around me.
Strawberries and cream fill the air, and I sigh as I relax my body, finally free of that tight uniform.
My hand trembles as I reach down. I jerk as my fingers press against my pussy, and a bolt of pleasure shoots through me.
My panties are absolutely soaked, and my finger creases my clit, and I find the tiniest bit of relief.
It would have been so much easier if I'd accepted Jaxx's offer.
As I think of how Jaxx could help me, my imagination runs out of control.
It’s like I can hear Jaxx’s voice whispering in my ear again. And his playful kisses, and the way his hands would roam my body and squeeze my ass as he held me close like the first time we met.
I groan again, my mind jumping to the way Everest ripped my clothes off and desperately ran his hands over the tops of my breasts again and again until I had to force him to stop or I was going to perfume.
I want all three of them to be with me. At that moment, with my omega senses growing stronger, I don’t care about how or where. I just want them to hold me and love me.
Moaning, I speed my fingers on my clit, my pussy clenching at the thought of how they might take me. They’re each so different, and I can easily feel how hard or soft they might fuck me.
The toilet seat creaks as I rock my hips, racing toward an orgasm, biting my lip to keep myself quiet. The harder I come now, the less stress it will be on my body later.
I just have to let myself go and not think about where I am or what I’m doing.
As my orgasm builds, I let myself sink into fantasies of the three alphas who are my scent matches.
I know Maddock's body so well I’m sure I could draw it from memory.
But I’ve only seen topless photos of Jaxx, and the way Everest’s shirt creased over his muscles.
If I could see them naked, I could trace the ridges of their abs with my tongue before climbing further down their bodies to taste their cocks.
I groan too loudly as I close my eyes and picture their faces, hear their voices, and feel the weight of their touch over my body as my heart aches. I need them with me, but I can’t do this now.
I told Maddock we had to act like professionals, but I’m doing a terrible job already. If we just talk about it, if we can try to understand each other, maybe we can go back to a place where we love each other again.
Those thoughts are enough to make me whine and curve and moan as if they’re right there with me, pleasuring me in their own ways.
Just as I’m close, as I’m about to peak, there’s a knock on the door.
Fear bursts through me and I gasp, whipping my hands away from my body, like that would somehow hide what I was doing even though the entire room smells of slick.
“Harmony?” says a voice I’ve been longing to hear since I threw myself into the cubicle. “Are you okay?”