43. Blaine
43
Blaine
My beautiful, sweet little Omega bounces on my dick like she was made for me. I know I can't hold my knot back from her forever since she'll be hurting and begging for it soon, but I am going to milk this for all I can.
I'm surprised she enjoyed watching Joey and Levi as much as she did, but I'm not surprised that they enjoyed it. Those two have been dancing around each other for years, both trying to pretend that their dom and sub relationship was platonic. I can't believe it took our perfect Omega to help them take that next step.
I wrap my arms around Nora's waist and push her onto her back, sitting back on my heels and pulling her legs around my hips as I situate my cock back inside her. "Hey, Joey," I call out.
The Beta looks up at me from his spot in the nest, where he cradles Levi to his chest. "What's up?"
"You got a vibe in that bag of tricks?"
Joey chuckles but doesn't move. Levi's eyes are blissed out, half-lidded, and his body is loose. I don't blame Joey for not wanting to disturb him during his aftercare.
Nolan, who has been just fine stepping back until this point, laughs. "I got it, you keep cuddling." Our pack lead approaches me with a large wand in his hand. "This one looks fun." He turns it on, the vibrations loud and obvious in the air. Nora whimpers at the sight of it.
"What's that for?" she asks, though I can tell she's already figured it out.
"Oh, well, you said you wanted to come." I shrug, lazily thrusting into her. "Nolan, you wanna give our girl what she wants?"
"With pleasure," he purrs. He spins the wand in his hands and lowers it to Nora's tight pink nipple, laughing huskily when she moans and jerks against him. He doesn't toy with her, though, and I appreciate that. I want her to come around my cock so many times her body shuts down. I want to fuck her to sleep.
The wand rests just shy of the top of her clit before being pulled swiftly away, and her body spasms, immediately clenching on me. A groan rips free from my lips at the feeling of her tight heat choking me.
"Watch this," I say to Nolan. I gesture for him to place it back on her pretty pussy, and when he does, I start counting. "One… two…" Before I can get to three, Nora's cunt strangles me as she screams out her pleasure, and Nolan pulls the wand back.
"That was fast," he says with a grin. "Let's do it again."
"Now you're speaking my language!"
The rest of the pack seems keen to watch our little show. Nora's little body is flushed red with the heat and slick drips all around me. When she looks into my eyes, I see the haze that has passed over them, the fogginess that tells the whole story.
Nora Summers is fully in heat.
Nolan notices the moment I do, and his smile is broad. Heat is the best time to bond and here we are, our girl spread between us and her heat in full swing.
She begins to thrash beneath me, and I realize I stopped thrusting, so I pick my pace back up, relishing the soft pants and sighs that come out of her plush lips. Nolan places the vibrator back on her clit as I push deeper into her, and it's only a few seconds before she detonates again. The flutter and clench around my cock is more than I can handle, and I lose myself to a rut within her.
While not as disorientating as a heat, a rut can put an Alpha into a headspace where the only thing that matters is getting his knot into an Omega. It's an overwhelming feeling, and all of my nerve endings are on fire as I feel my balls tighten with the need to release. I do my best to make eye contact with Nolan, who is still beside us, holding the vibrating wand.
"Give her one more," I grit out between my teeth.
"No more," she moans, writhing underneath me. "No more. Knot, Alpha. Knot. Knot. Bite. Bite Alpha. Knot." Her chanting is a siren song for the Alpha within me, and my mouth waters at the thought of biting her. I can't seem to take my eyes off the spot I am longing to claim.
"Are you using your safe word?" Nolan asks, holding the wand between us threateningly.
"No…" she moans as she drops her legs from around my waist. I nod at Nolan, and he places the vibrator right on her sweet spot. Right as she comes, he pulls it away. I drop my weight onto her and sink my teeth into the spot on her clavicle that I had my sights on since paintball as I empty myself into her.
Her blood fills my mouth, the primal magic that exists between an Alpha and an Omega swirling through my veins as my knot swells, and I lick at the beautiful bite mark that tells the word she is mine. A sharp pinch on my shoulder startles me, but it quickly gives way to hot pleasure, and I grind my knot further into my Omega. Her fuzzy, heat-addled eyes lock on mine as she whispers, "Mine," and licks the wound on my shoulder.
It's then that I feel her, a warm, comforting presence in my chest that reminds me of a warm summer day. I gather Nora in my arms and cuddle us up against some pillows as she drifts off to sleep, her heat satisfied momentarily.
"How does it feel?" Levi whispers after we're sure she's asleep. I don't need to ask to know he's asking about the bond.
"Strange," I admit, rubbing at my chest. "It's like she's holding my hand in my chest. She can't talk to me, but I can tell that she's relaxed. I'm sure it will only grow and get clearer the longer we have it."
"I'm so excited for it," he sighs, pulling himself out of Joey's arms and moving to lay beside me as he strokes Nora's hair. "I'm just… Look, I know the hard stuff isn't all done. I have no doubt that there will be so many moments where we have to help her through the trauma and brainwashing of the first twenty-some-odd years of her life. But man, if this doesn't feel perfect right now."
"I know what you mean," Nolan says, lying flat on his back. "It's like I know things are going to be hard for a long time, but I'm okay with it because it's her. It's Nora. I'll fight whatever battle I have to as long as she gets to be safe and happy."
"I can't wait to learn more about her," Joey adds. "Every day, it's like another piece of her makes itself known, and she just gets better and better."
"I love that Omega so fucking much," Chase whispers.
All of our eyes swing to the chef, but he only has eyes for her. His tattooed hands feed through her hair as he strokes it while she sleeps. The one who fought against her the hardest is now so enraptured by her he can't take his eyes off her.
Listening to my pack mates, my brothers, wax poetic about the Omega who is in my arms, whose bond is lighting up my chest, settles me completely. This is how it's supposed to be. It's never going to be easy, but it will always be worth it.