Chapter Thirteen
Evan
“I’ve got you.” Brennan held me tight, coating me in his pine scent and shooting love through the bond. We were all outside in a courtyard off one of the parking lots at Finchley.
The very injured Carl had been hauled off to jail. The mixer had been canceled, and everyone was sent home. People had been questioned. Reports had been made.
The entire pack was now in custody. Rose’s mom was being watched, just in case someone came after her–same with the rest of Rose’s family.
“You need better security,” Brennan snapped at Headmistress Nikita as she came over to us.
“I know. About Rose…” Her expression went serious.
My belly dropped as I recalled what she’d said previously about Rose not being able to stay if her family continued to cause trouble.
“Please let Rose stay,” I begged.
“What? You can’t kick her out because of this.” Detective Esposito joined us. “No, seriously. There’s a law protecting omegas from being expelled from school or work because of alphas stalking them.”
Headmistress Nikita frowned. “How do you know that?”
“I grew up at Redwood Academy, outside of Portland. My dad was assistant headmaster. I know the most random shit. Rose stays, well, if she wants. And I’m going to give you until the end of the school year to fix your security issues before calling in a tip to the National Association of Omega Academies–because you just failed a bunch of security benchmarks,” Detective Esposito stated.
She nodded. “We did. But…”
“Look, I get it. Your full-paying fancy families will get their panties in a twist at things like this. But I guarantee you that they’ll be more upset knowing all of your security breaches.
Your security let an alpha into the dorms with a gun just because you were there.
Fire that firm,” Detective Esposito added.
“Will Rose be safe now?” I asked.
“Yes. We’ll have an officer here for a few days to make sure. We’ll get everything cleaned up and get out of here soon. Thanks for your cooperation.” Detective Esposito left.
“Rose can stay. I do like her, and hopefully all of this can be put behind us,” Headmistress Nikita said.
“Good. Come on, Evan, let’s go home.” Brennan wrapped an arm around me.
Jett was with Cam and some other officers.
I hugged him. “Thank you.”
“That’s what mates are for.” He gave me a kiss.
“Thanks, Cam.” I knew her from Jett’s boxing gym.
She grinned. “Bring me more of those chocolate cookies with the powdered sugar, and we’re even.”
“Grace makes those, not me. But I’ll see what I can do next time she makes them.”
Jett gave me another kiss. “I have to finish up. See you at home.”
“See you at home.” I went and found Rose. “Are you okay?”
“I think so? The detective tried to explain everything to me. It’s so scary.” Rose hugged me.
“How about if we try to meet tomorrow or the day after and we’ll talk through it,” I told her.
“Rose, Rose, are you okay?” A man in a cowboy hat and boots ran over to her.
“Dad?” She looked over, brightening.
Colt Sterling, Rose’s bio-dad, picked her up and hugged her tight. “Thank goodness you’re safe.”
“Dad.” Her voice broke as she buried her face in his shirt.
“Are you okay, Rose?” I asked her.
“I… I called him. Um, I didn’t think you’d come this fast?” She hiccupped.
“I’m in this area a lot this time of year. I was going to call you tomorrow and see if we could get some ice cream,” Colt explained.
We talked a little longer, as I tried to gauge whether it was okay to leave Rose with him. In the end I let Brennan take me home on his motorcycle. Jett would drive my 4x4 back.
I spent the entire time holding Brennan tight. Fuck. That could have ended badly. My experience in the military was more being a blunt-force object with a large weapon and less facing an active shooter unarmed with civilians present.
But for some reason this kept happening. Maybe I should train for it.
Or, maybe for once we’d have something where I could actually use my skills. Not that I was in shape.
No. No. I would prefer things to be quiet and have to use zero of my skills, thank you very much.
Hopefully, Rose would be safe now, and all of this would be put behind her.
Finally, we pulled into the garage.
Brennan held me to him. “What do you need?”
“Evan.” Grace ran into the garage, in one of her T-shirt dresses, feet bare. She threw her arms around me.
“I’m okay, Peaches.” At this moment, I wanted her more than anything. I threw her over my shoulder, like alphas did to omegas in the movies.
Yep. You. Me. Bed. Now.
“Evan,” she squealed.
“This second I need her. But then I need to spend tonight with you,” I murmured to Brennan, giving him a kiss. “I might want some food later.”
“Evan, I’m not a sack of potatoes.” Grace kicked her bare feet. I tightened my grip.
“Be good for Evan, Little Butterfly.” Brennan patted her ass.
I carried her straight up the backstairs.
“Evan, are you okay?” Wes intercepted me.
“I’m okay. I just need some peaches.” Leaning in, I kissed him.
“Okay. My room?” He offered.
“I want some alone time, but I’ll let you know if I need backup.” I squeezed her ass.
Grace laughed. “I’m right here.”
“Have fun.” Wes kissed her, too.
Running up the stairs, I took her straight into my bedroom. I tossed her onto the bed and pounced on her.
Really, I couldn’t explain it. But I needed my Princess Peaches under me. I needed to fuck her hard while she screamed my name.
My mouth sealed over hers as I kissed her, hard, pinning her to the bed. Her legs wrapped around me as she kissed me back.
“You’re okay, Evan. You’re home and safe, and I’m right here,” she assured.
“Good. Because I’m going to fuck you.” I kissed her again.
“Yes, sir.” She grinned.
“I even got us a new toy to play with,” I told her, attacking her neck with kisses as I tried to get her dress off.
She rolled out of my grasp and pulled her dress over her head and tossed it some place. My room, as usual, was a bit of a disaster. Were those Jett’s boxers on the lamp?
Yes, yes, they were.
“No bra?” I helped myself to a mouthful, pushing her back down onto my bed.
Grace groaned as she stripped off her panties. “I don’t like wearing bras around the house. They’re uncomfortable. No one will mind, right?”
“Um, no. Feel free to go braless. If anyone complains, just start going topless.” I gave the other one some attention so it wouldn’t get jealous. We couldn’t have sad breasts now, could we?
Satisfied that she was naked, I pulled off my clothes, then dive-bombed her. Holding her thighs open, I gave her sweet pussy a long lick.
“Mmmm,” she sighed.
I lapped at her and sucked her clit, teasing her until her body bucked.
“That was delicious. Please, sir, may I have your cock now?” She blinked at me in that cute way of hers.
“It’s all yours. Want to try? I got this just for you.” I got the new toy out of the nightstand and held it up.
She eyed the hot pink, sparkly contraption curiously. “What is it?”
“It simulates a lady alpha’s lock. They have a special set of muscles that clamp down on my dick and hold me tight.
This toy mimics it.” I got the remote and handed it to her.
“This is the remote. So, when I beg you to lock me, you push the button, it locks me, and then gradually lets go. It’s a shorter time period than a knot deflating. ”
“Is there a kill switch so that if I strangle your dick wrong, I can stop it?”
“Yes.” Climbing onto the bed with her, I showed her how to work it. “Can we try?” I really wanted to try it.
“Yes.” Grace nodded. “What’s your safe word, Omega.”
My dick shuddered with happiness at those sweet words. “Trampoline.”
“We can both stop it at any time. I don’t want it to electrocute you or anything.”
I slipped the bands of the toy over her legs; they’d help hold it in place. Then, gently, I pushed it inside her. “How does it feel?”
“I barely feel it. But what I want to feel is you.” Grace grabbed me and pulled me to her.
“Yeah, you want me.” I blew a kiss on her stomach, which made her giggle.
“So much.” She caressed my back.
I plunged my hard cock inside her. While I felt the toy, it was soft and not distracting as I thrust in and out of her over and over. Her breath came out in little pants as she moaned deliciously.
“You feel so good,” I groaned, relishing the feeling of her under me as something inside me settled.
“Same.” She made a happy noise as she squeezed my ass with the hand not holding the remote.
I increased my pace, bringing the both of us closer to our peaks.
“Evan,” she cried as she orgasmed.
Finally, I couldn’t hold it anymore.
“Lock me, Peaches,” I cried.
“Okay.”
I felt the toy squeeze down on me and came immediately, flooding her with my cum. The pleasure from the tightness of the lock rained down on me. Oh, I loved my Peaches, but this was a pleasant change, not unlike how I sometimes use the jelly knot on her.
My body continued to shudder.
“I’ve got you, are you okay?” She wrapped her arms around me.
“Oh, I feel amazing. I liked that so much. What about you? How’d it feel?” I flopped onto her, trying not to squish her.
“It does nothing extra for me, but it’s not a turnoff in the slightest. Oh, do I like the way you smell right now. And if it makes you feel good?” Grace buried her face in my shoulder.
I rolled us onto our sides, so she was more comfortable.
“You always make me feel good.” I kissed her, threw the covers over us, and tucked her small body into mine.
“Do you feel better now? You felt so scared.” She buried her face in my neck.
“It was scary. We were lucky that Jett and Detective Esposito were on the way. And now, oh yes, you’ve made me feel so much better. Just what I needed.” I kissed the top of her head.
“Rose is okay?”
“Yeah. She’ll be okay.” I held her tight until the toy unlocked and took it off her.
Her hand cupped my face. “How about we take a bath?”
“Oh, I’d like that.” I was hungry, though. Hmmm, if I shot hunger through the bond, would someone make me food?
Yeah, that would be nice. No food in the bathtub, though. I’d hold firm on that.
But Graces? Yeah, they could always be had in the bathtub.