Chapter 8
Chapter
Eight
ABBOTT
Leaning against the bathroom doorway, I watch as Cassidy quietly breaks apart in the shower.
Bellamy and Winter are finally through the detox period after close to a week of hell.
Riley admitted that he didn’t think it would get this bad, and at one point he considered medication dosing to help.
The only issue with this is that Bellamy and Winter refused whenever they were lucid, and I didn’t have the heart to go against their wishes.
The nausea was pretty awful, but Bellamy also had hallucinations, something that Riley said was atypical of opioid detox.
It meant that Winter screamed and cried because all he could see were people who had hurt them, and he ripped out his IV to begin strangling her.
He didn’t see his stepsister, but a woman he kept calling Clara.
Now, we’re out of the woods, and while Bellamy and Winter are both exhausted, they’re also hungry enough to be eating in the kitchen with Ansel and Shi.
I won’t lie, my heart is shredded from watching them go through this. There’s nothing I could do but hold Bellamy down so he wouldn’t hurt Winter, or encourage them to drink water or eat bread when they were receptive to it.
Their previous owners didn’t care about the long term effects of these drugs, they simply wanted their money’s worth from them.
Omegas were disposable. I really hope Bellamy meant it when he said he’d be willing to help us track down the people who have hurt them, because with or without his help, we’re doing it.
Cassidy is crying so hard, she hasn’t seen me yet, and I’m content to let her blow off some emotions before I join her. Even with all of us puttering around the house, I’m finding that my girl still feels alone.
It’s when I see her pick up the razor and break it for the blade that my feet begin to move. Cassidy Tremaine hasn’t cut in five fucking years, and I’ll be goddamned if I allow her to relapse.
“Don’t you fucking dare!” I yell, ripping off my tank top. I drop the remains of it on the ground without care, because my only concern is for Cass. A suit and tie aren’t the most comfortable thing to wear while watching over very sick omegas, which is why I’m in workout attire now and barefoot.
Work is a suggestion this week, and one I’ve been ignoring in the face of our pack emergency.
My joggers hit the ground as well as I shove them off my hips, my feet escaping as I use them to step out of my pants. My glare makes Cassidy’s eyes widen as I yank open the glass door, and her numb fingers drop the blade.
Reacting without thought, I catch it in my palm and toss it into the trash angrily. I’ll throw it out after I’m done with Cass. I fucking refuse to regress into this hell. We are not fucking doing this.
Stepping naked into the shower, I catch her as her knees buckle.
“I’m sorry,” she whispers. “It’s too much, too loud, and I just need it to stop.”
“I know,” I purr, following her to the ground so she’s sitting in my lap. My arms wrap around her so I can hold her properly, and I kiss her temple. “So we’ll sit here together, as long as it takes until it stops. I feel it too, baby.”
“How could people do this to them?” she sobs.
My girl is an empath. She is already attached to Bellamy and Winter, and I’m not surprised. Every alpha in this pack feels the pull to these sweet and broken omegas. What they don’t know is that none of us are perfect or whole.
There’s a reason that we’re in such an aggressive career path, and kill without remorse. I don’t even remember the faces of the alphas I killed just a short week ago with kill shots to their faces. My form of death is brutal and harsh.
Don’t fuck around and you won’t find out, but once the gloves are off, we will do whatever is necessary to end you.
“People are greedy and suck,” I remind her. “Cruelty is a learned behavior, Cass. It’s up to us to make sure that doesn’t pass on to Bellamy and Winter. We need to help them understand how much better life can be, but to do that I need to start with the girl who first won my heart.”
“What?” she asks uncertainly, her lashes wet from more than just the shower.
“You heard me,” I say, kissing her lips. “You want to quiet the noise? Use me, and let me remind you of why you love me.”
“I love you for more than just your big dick,” she says, amusement tinging her words. “I have missed it though.”
“It’s missed you,” I murmur, my fingers shaking slightly as I drag them through her hair. No sex won’t fix everything, but the lack of intimacy has certainly helped break things.
“Cute.” Her lips meet mine, and her breath hitches slightly as my tongue flicks out to tease her. “Abbott…”
“It’s all yours,” I promise. Going months with only cuddling has done its damage. It’s almost as if she’s unsure how to touch me.
Her weight shifts so that she’s now straddling me, and her fingers fist my hair.
“Mmm. Punish me, Mommy,” I grin, content to let her take control. It doesn’t matter that I’m older than her, I love how Cassidy dominates me.
Please, put on your strap and fuck my ass, baby. Just promise to stay with me. No cutting, no crying alone, no drowning in sadness.
Fucking be with me.
“You’re an ass,” she grunts, pressing her lips against mine again.
This time, she opens up for me, and our teeth click together from the urgency she shows for me. Tongues slide against the other, and my hands knead her ass as she gets wet. Her hips begin to move in search of friction, and I groan as I enjoy the feeling of her wet skin beneath my hands.
“Please,” she moans, and that breaks apart my resolve to let her lead. She doesn’t believe that I mean my words, and is giving me time to pull back, telling her that we should wait.
There’s not a goddamned chance of that. I’m in too much need, and I can smell her arousal as it soaks my dick. I need her lock around me, tightening until I see stars.
My hand wraps around my cock as I lift her up so I can angle my crown at the entrance of her sweet pussy. Her eyes widen as her pupils begin to take over the green in her eyes. The sweet scent of lavender and blueberries makes my mouth water, and my lips curl cruelly.
“Check,” I say, pulling her down until my tip forces her lips to swell around me. “Mate, Baby Girl.”
“Oh fuck,” she whimpers, anticipating my move just before as I force her cunt to take the full brunt of my dick.
“That’s it, baby. I want every scream.”
I force her to take my cock like a pogo stick as I lift and drop her down on it. Her fingers dig into my shoulders as her chest heaves, her moans and cries driving me farther. Cassidy is knot trained, something she’s been doing since she first had sex with Shi.
She wanted to be our everything, until she had to admit that we do need omegas. However, that doesn’t change how beautiful she looks as my pretty little cum slut. Cass is insatiable, and she won’t stop until I fuck every drop of my cum into her pussy.
The reminder of the insanity I suffered to stay away from her this long is driven home as I kiss her. No more space, no more time to think. That’s fucking done.
Her cunt takes the punishment of my stupidity beautifully, her body breaking out in goosebumps despite the warmth of the water. Sweat slides down between her breasts, and she mewls as I lick it up before latching on one of her nipples, biting down hard.
I need to remind her she’s mine.
“Abbott!” she moans, her body searching for friction as she attempts to grind against me. I won’t let her though, I need her to feel me.
“I know,” I rasp, taking her weight in one hand. She’s helping now, being so fucking good for me. I need to play with her clit before she takes my knot.
The idea that alphas can’t take knots isn’t always true. It just takes a truly determined and sadistic alpha to do it. Thankfully, this pack is all of that.
“Is this what you need, baby?” I croon, my fingers pinching her clit.
“Fuck, Abbott,” she whimpers. “More. You know I like it rough.”
“Hmm. I don’t know. I think I need a reminder,” I murmur, squeezing her clit again, and drawing out the pain and pleasure I know she enjoys.
“Yes. Ahh,” she moans.
Cassidy looks like a goddess with her wet blonde hair tumbling down her back, riding my dick like she owns it. She so fucking does. Dammit, my little queen is so pretty.
Her lock will squeeze and milk my dick just before I come like a fucking godd.
“Be a good girl for me, baby,” I say. “Come so you can take my fat knot.”
“It’s been too long,” she admits, biting her lip. “What if I can’t?”
“Take half of it, and give me the thing you can only give me,” I growl.
Her smile is lopsided and adorable as she gives into me. Rubbing her clit expertly, I listen to her little sounds, edging her until she’s just close enough.
Leaning forward, I bite down on her shoulder, scrambling up onto my knees to fuck and pull her down on my knot.
“Abbott!” Cassidy wails, tears streaming down her cheeks for an entirely different reason as I enjoy the moment of her cunt strangling my knot.
“So fucking good,” I groan. “Just like that. Goddamn, Baby Girl.”
True to my word, the vice of her cunt locking around my cock makes me lose my fight not to come as she clamps down, milking me of every drop of cum.
“Fuck, yes, oh shit!” I yell, my fingers making indentions on her skin.
“Mark me,” she begs, knowing that I am.
“Every day,” I promise her, my knot the only thing plugging my cum inside her as I collapse against the cool tile wall. “I love you so fucking much, Cassidy. If I ever made you doubt that, I’m sorry.”
“I’m sorry I didn’t shut it down the first time you said no,” she sighs, her head on my shoulder. “I can’t move.”
“So we stay like this until someone comes to find us,” I say. I also have to wait for her to release me, and don’t mind being at her mercy. “How are you feeling?”
“My brain feels quieter and happy,” she says. “Thank you for fucking the voices out of my head.”
“Baby, the voices lie. You’re one of the best people I know, and we need you. Don’t ever leave me.”
She nods, but doesn’t confirm either way. It’s okay. I plan to always be there when the voices come crawling out from the dark corners of her mind.
You can’t fucking have her. Cassidy Tremaine will always belong to her pack. It’s up to us to remind her of all the reasons why the world and we need her.