Chapter 19
MILES
Iwatch Caelia sleep for way longer than I should after catching a couple of hours of sleep. I’m officially not on a schedule until next week. How much sleep I get doesn’t fucking matter.
What does is the bite mark on her shoulder and how gorgeous she looks snuggled with our pack. It’s something that I didn’t think I’d enjoy as much as I am.
Huh. That’s fucking weird to say for someone who doesn’t like people, despite babysitting professional hockey players for a living. I’ve thought about how this will work, and it’s the natural order of things that I’d join what Santo and Levon have already started establishing.
That doesn’t mean I haven’t been doom scrolling in my mind about the other side of things before tonight.
Santo and Levon could have decided that we wouldn’t share and instead plan out sharing time instead of beds.
Maybe some nights she’s with me and others with them. However, I should have known better.
Santo and Levon want our girl to be happy. It doesn’t matter what it takes, we want a happy and healthy omega. She’s been through too much to not be given the world.
And Caelia said she loves me. I can’t stop thinking about how sweet those words are to me. I want to protect her from everything, but the best I can do for the moment is watch the rise and fall of her chest as she sleeps.
“I can feel you staring. It’s creepy,” Levon mumbles, yawning as he stretches beside Santo.
His hair is a mess, and it doesn’t escape my notice that he’s beginning to grind his pelvis against Santo’s body. I didn’t come yet, which means I’ll be spending some time in the shower. I may as well get up now since I won’t be able to if I wait until later.
“Too bad,” I say, getting up.
“Where are you going?” he asks.
“To shower,” I reply.
“You mean you’re going to fuck your fist,” Levon chuckles knowingly.
“Shut the fuck up,” I grumble. I can’t get my cock to calm down, and my knot is beginning to throb. It’s better this way. Waking my omega up because my dick is hard isn’t something I’m willing to do.
Leaving them behind, I close the door to the bathroom, flicking the light on after so it won’t wake anyone up. My grip is tight on my knot as I stifle a groan and continue to the shower to turn it on. Who would have thought that being a gentleman would hurt so fucking much.
The crown of my cock is red and angry, precum already beading at the tip. I can’t spend the rest of the day like this, so masturbating it is.
Climbing into the shower, I pull the curtain with a wince as it screeches slightly. I pump some conditioner on my hand and make sure my cock is coated with it as I hold myself up against the wall.
All I can think about is how beautiful Caelia looked when she came screaming as I bit her. I can feel how calm she is through the bond, which is why I continue to stroke my cock. I’ll figure out my shit so I can be what she needs.
No pressure, right?
My hand rolls over my crown, my breath hissing out as I tug on it.
“Goddamit,” I curse, hunched over as my hips begin to thrust forward. All I can smell are cherries, and I inhale deeply as my eyes threaten to cross.
“Miles?” Caelia asks, stilling my hand.
I can barely talk, but I try for her. “I’m just showering,” I grunt. “I’ll be out in a bit, yeah?”
The second I see the curtain draw back, I know I’m fucked, and not in a good way. Dropping my hand from my dick, I watch as her eyes stay glued to it. In fact, I think my cock actually is preening for her attention, and then it bobs up and down.
“Oh,” she whispers. “Levon said you may need help with something, but I didn’t expect this.”
“Caelia,” I growl.
“You were playing with your cock in the shower when —”
“I didn’t want to wake you up,” I grumble, grabbing her ass and waist to pull her into the shower with me.
“And now?” she teases me, wide eyed.
“We do whatever you want, even if it’s just you watching me come,” I say helplessly, my cheeks getting red.
“Are you blushing?” she asks, her hand wrapping around my cock. My eyes roll back as I thrust into her hand and I make a strangled sound.
“Baby, it hurts,” I gasp. “Let me just take care of it and we go from there.”
“Why can’t I help?” she pouts. Her hand feels like heaven as she strokes me with perfect pressure, being rough in just the right way.
“I think you are,” I groan. “I’m so fucking close, please.”
“I got you,” she promises, and I can’t help myself.
The water pours down on both of us, effectively washing off the conditioner and acting as extra stimulation. Caelia wraps her legs around my waist as I lift her up, her eyes hooding with desire. The reason I could smell her earlier is because she’s perfuming.
“I didn’t want our first time together to be in the shower,” I confess.
“You had your fingers in my ass earlier,” she reminds me. “And I have your bite on my shoulder. Fuck me, Miles.”
Well, I guess I won’t kill Levon for sending her in. My cock is nestled against her pussy lips like it’s begging for me, which means it takes very little effort to slide into her slick channel.
“Oh God,” I groan. “I’m going to live right here, forever. You’re fucked, Baby Girl.”
“Not yet,” she whimpers as my hips still. “You have to move more than this to fuck me, I think. Though I’m not an expert by any means.”
Chuckling, I pull the shower curtain back into place and press her back against the cold tile wall. My hips fuck up into her at a faster pace than I’d usually use, and I press my forehead against hers.
“More,” she rasps. “Miles, give me everything.”
“You have it,” I promise her, pulling her closer as I bounce her on my cock. Her breasts press against my chest in the best way, and she’s so damn wet. “Do you want my knot? I don’t think I’ll last long enough to give it to you.”
Her eyes are unfocused as she fists my hair in her hands to kiss me hard. Her little noises and mewls make me decide to try harder, and her head drops back as I pull her onto my knot.
“Miles,” she screams. “Fuck, you’re big. More.”
“Insatiable little omega,” I growl, gritting my teeth. “You’re taking everything I have so well. God!”
My back tingles already and I’m seeing white flashes in the corners of my eyes as I get closer to my release. I guess abstaining isn’t an option around her.
Her pussy gushes around my knot, inviting me to pull her down on it. I’m worried about hurting her, but she chants to keep going.
“You’re so goddamned perfect,” I gasp. “Fuck, come with me.”
“Yes, yes,” she says, her hips twisting and rocking to take my knot.
Caelia kisses my jaw, peppering my skin as she whines. It’s when her teeth sink into my shoulder that I realize that she’s undeniably chosen me too. Roaring out my release, I feel her milking my knot, so I continue to fuck her with it through her orgasm.
She’s limp in my arms as I hold her, my chest heaving with exertion.
“Caelia?” I ask, pushing her hair out of her face. Her head is pressed against my throat, and her eyes closed.
My girl is a fainter. Chuckling because my dick made her pass out, I press my fingers against her pulse to make sure she’s alright.
“Can I get a little help?” I call out, knowing that someone will hear.
“What’s up?” Santo asks. I guess he woke up when Caelia did.
“She passed out on me,” I say, still laughing. “Will you help me wash her hair? I suck at it, and my hands are a little busy.”
“I noticed from the state of her hair when she left your hotel room,” Santo teases, opening the curtain. He’s wearing a pair of boxers, and he grins as he sees that my knot is buried in her cunt. “You need better hair products, and thankfully, I have those.”
Thank fuck for that.
CAELIA
Sitting across from my alphas at breakfast, my cheeks heat as I think about how I passed out from really good dick.
“It’s totally normal,” Levon says. “I now take it as a challenge to make you pass out on my cock, baby.”
Laughing, I duck my head down, the silky sheen of my hair covering my face. When I woke up after my earth shattering orgasm, I was in the middle of the best scalp massage ever while Santo shampooed my hair. Best alpha boyfriends ever.
I even had time to blow out my hair while getting dressed today.
“It’s not a competition,” Miles says smugly. His bite is happily shown off in a dark blue waffle long sleeved shirt, and I notice the way that Santo smirks whenever he sees it.
“How are you feeling?” Santo asks.
“Good, sleepy, and a little sore,” I say, shivering as I remember the last ten hours. Taking a sip of my chicory coffee, I smile. “Overall really good.”
“Good,” he chuckles. “Do you want to do some sightseeing today?”
“I would love to,” I say excitedly. “I’ve been too busy before this to really explore.”
“Let’s do it,” Miles says beside me, his arm over the side of my chair as we eat. We’re at a cute eatery in a courtyard, and it’s beautiful out.
Our bags are dropped off at an adorable rental for the week, and I already checked in with my dad. Now I can relax. It's warm today and the sun is shining.
“What do you want to do?” Levon asks. “I have to say, we’re usually on the move too, so I haven’t seen much of New Orleans either.”
“I definitely want to see Jackson Square,” I murmur. “We can wander around there, then take the street car up to the waterfront?”
“I think there’s an aquarium there, right?” Miles asks. I glance at him and he shrugs. “Other than watching you sleep, I also scrolled through my phone for things to do.”
“Creeper,” Levon mutters as I giggle.
“I think we have a plan,” Miles says, ignoring Levon.
We tease each other while finishing breakfast, and Levon steals the check and pays for it.
“Welcome to never being allowed to pay for anything,” Santo says. “Even if we’re just ordering takeout, he ends up paying.”
“Well, none of us are hurting for money,” Miles muses as we leave the cafe. “I don’t really care if he wants to pay.”