Chapter 19 Beau
NINETEEN
beau
I press a kiss to the place that I just nipped, and I scoop Willa up so fast that she squeaks with surprise. The muscles in her thighs clench as I wrap her around me, and her arms loop around my neck. Her scent is making me feel like I can’t breathe.
It’s all I can do not to throw her on the ground and knot her right here in the hall. But she deserves better than that. She deserves everything.
“I’m a patient man, but that’s about enough fooling around,” I growl as I toss her softly onto the bed.
She squeaks again and laughs, sweeping her hair off her face as she looks up at me. The heat in her eyes makes my instincts prowl under my skin. I shove them back hard. There will be time enough for them to join the party.
“I’m glad you forgot your suppressants,” Jake says, his voice hoarse and strangled with want.
Willa’s eyes shift to his face, and something tender and also slightly sad washes over her face. Their past is rearing its head, clouding the sex-charged space between us.
“So many memories,” she says, giving words to the tension between them. My primal need snarls gently in reply, unhappy to be reminded of their past. If the baser part of me had its way, I’d go back in time and break them up before they ever got together, just so I could be the first to have her.
“We’ll make new ones,” I say firmly, my hands working my belt loose, my eyes trained on Willa’s face. “We’ll make better ones.”
“I like the sound of that,” she murmurs, her voice sultry. The sound does something to me that no other woman’s voice has done in the past.
I want to claim her, yes, but I also want to protect her, to make her feel safe. Hearing the eagerness behind her words makes me feel a surge of possession and pride that I’ve never felt before.
I shuck my shirt over my head and climb onto the bed, pressing my back against the headboard. I beckon to Willa, gesturing for her to join me.
“I guess we won’t need these…” she says softly, a smile curving her lips as she rises to her knees on the bed and strips off her sweater and bra. Her breasts swing gently, temptingly, and I swallow hard, once again pushing my desire back.
I flip her around with a growl, her plump bottom pressing temptingly against my full length. I resist the urge to take her immediately, but my control is slipping.
“Jake,” I say harshly, roughness coloring the tone of my voice. “Get over here.”
He doesn’t reply, but I can feel his own instincts answering to the authority of mine. He’s tearing off his clothing in a rush, his fingers clumsy, his hands clearly shaking with excitement.
“Look what you’ve done to us,” I say to her and lift my hips slightly, my erection sliding against her skin. She sucks in a breath. “Look at what you’ve reduced us to.”
“Dammit,” Jake mutters as he trips over the legs of his jeans before finally getting them off. He yanks his underwear down and then turns to face us, a slightly sheepish look flitting across his face.
“I haven’t been this awkward since… well, Willa remembers that first time.” He scrubs a hand over the back of his neck, but he’s grinning.
“You weren’t awkward,” she says with a laugh. I feel that laugh in my core, and my body clenches again with want.
Time enough for that, I say to my deeper self. This is about the pack, first and foremost.
My instincts don’t like it. I can feel my own frustration. But I know I’m right. There will be time enough for selfishness. Right now, we need to make sure that the rest of our pack is prepared to come together.
“It’s been too long,” Jake says gruffly as he climbs onto the bed with us. The mattress dips briefly as it takes his weight, and Willa rolls a little against my hardness.
I breathe through my nose and slip my hands down over her thighs, pulling them open. Her hands come down to grip my wrists, but she doesn’t stop me. It’s like she’s thanking me for the support.
“You still want this, right?” I whisper in her ear before pressing a kiss to the crook of her neck.
I can feel the shiver wash over her as she nods, her hair tickling my face. “Oh god, yes,” she says back, her voice firm, her fingers gripping my wrists tightly.
“You and Jake have unfinished business to sort out,” I say in her ear, but my eyes are on Jake. He meets my gaze with a question in his expression, but then his face smooths out, and he nods.
He understands what I’m thinking. I don’t have to explain. I’m grateful for the connection between pack mates in this moment, because it would be hard to express all the reasons that I think that it needs to be Jake first.
“I want to know what you like,” I go on, my words still directed into the shell of Willa’s ear. “I want you to show us, okay?”
“Okay,” she echoes, licking her lips. Her scent spikes higher, and I close my eyes.
It’s not like me not to be in control of myself, of everyone around me, of every situation. I like that she makes me feel like this. It’s good to let go once in a while.
“God, she smells good,” Jake says under his breath as he makes his way closer. His gaze meets mine again, and I nod. It’s all I can do to think clearly with the scent of Willa’s pre-heat filling the room.
“Jake’s going to take you, and I’m going to watch, okay? I’m going to drink it all in.”
“Won’t you feel… left out?” she whispers.
I laugh lightly. “Yes,” I say honestly. “And no. The bond… I’ll be right there with you two.”
She nods, although I know she doesn’t fully understand yet.
Pack mates share everything: experiences, a home, and often emotions.
There’s something closer than intimacy, and that’s what being part of a pack is all about.
I might not be involved directly in what’s about to happen, but I’ll still experience what Jake is feeling.
I press Willa’s legs open even further and rock her back, opening her up for Jake. He makes a strangled noise and leans forward, his tongue flicking over her clit. She keens and arches against me, but I hold her legs down, restraining her, keeping her open for Jake.
“Good girl,” he says to her quietly, his hair falling forward over his forehead a little as he presses his tongue against her slit. He licks the length of her pussy with the flat of his tongue, and she squirms against my grip, another sharp gasp tearing from her throat.
“Please,” she says restlessly, shifting in my strong grip. “Please, Jake. I can’t…just…please.”
“God, Willa,” he says under his breath, pressing his lips over the softness of her belly and dropping a kiss to each of her nipples. “You have no idea what you do to us.”
She doesn’t respond to that. She just twists and shifts in my arms, growing more desperate. He draws one nipple into his mouth, and Willa moans, her hips lifting restlessly against my hands.
I watch as he moves to the other, giving it the same attention. The smell of her is becoming too much even for me, and I look up at Jake, pleading with him to do something more than just tease her. For the sake of all of us.
“Beau’s going to hold you still,” Jake says to her, his tone thick. “Okay?”
“Yes, yes,” she says, frustration coloring her tone. “Just please… fuck me.”
“Since you asked so nicely,” Jake says to her with a grin, lining himself up with her slick entrance. He tilts her chin up and kisses her deeply, the head of his cock teasing her while I hold her open for him.
I feel a surge of jealousy wash over me as I look at them. I can feel the familiarity of their kiss, can sense the sweetness of first love, a relationship that happened when they were both younger and more na?ve.
It almost feels like I’m intruding on something that I shouldn’t know about, but I remind myself that the dynamics of the mate bond will bring all of these private things to the surface over and over again. We’re all going to have to get used to living in one another’s pockets.
I feel when Jake starts to slowly slide inside of her because the tension in her thighs ratchets up.
She feels like a spring coiling ever tighter as her back arches more and more to accommodate his length and girth.
She tears her mouth away from his and gasps loudly, panting, pressing toward him, allowing him more and more access to her core.
My cock twitches painfully, wishing it was inside of her as well.
I grumble with satisfaction as I glance down between us, watching Jake’s cock sliding slowly into her pink pussy, filling her completely an inch at a time.
Willa is desperately trying to thrust against him, to take him deeper, but I hold her, nipping at her shoulder to tell her to stay still, to let Jake pleasure her. I feel her respond instinctually, but I can tell that she wants nothing more than to speed things up, to take what’s hers.
“Jake… dammit, please move,” Willa begs as I press her legs open even more, keeping her from wrapping around Jake, keeping control of the situation. Their pleasure belongs to me as much as it belongs to them. We’re all a part of this now.
Jake listens to her, sliding in and out of her slowly, languidly, drawing out her pleasure. With each thrust, I pull her legs open, refusing to let her give in to his pressure, opening her for deeper and deeper penetration.
It’s been ages since she’s been knotted. We know it will hurt her. But we know she wants it. Making sure she’s ready will help.
“Jake!” Willa cries out as he starts to move faster, fucking her harder. “Oh my god, you feel so good.”
“You’re amazing, Willa,” I praise her, pulling her knees up, pressing her into Jake’s thrusting as his back bows and his body shifts in ways that tell me he’s about to knot her. “Jake’s going to knot you. It might hurt for a moment, but we’ve got you.”
“That’s all I want. God, please just knot me, Jake!” she says between cries of pleasure. I can feel her wetness slipping over my thighs as Jake pounds into her while I steady her. I reach around with one hand and find her clit, tearing a scream from her body just as Jake’s knot locks her to him.
I feel her body thrumming with an impending orgasm as I tease her clit. Jake’s knot presses deeply into her as her back arches sharply off my chest and her hair tumbles over my skin. I’m afraid I’m going to bruise her as I hold her still, letting Jake lean forward, filling her to the brim.
“Beau!” she screams out, grinding down onto Jake’s cock, her slick gushing from her and spilling over us both. “Oh my god… I’m going to come!”
“Do it for us,” I growl, working over her clit faster now. “Come for us, baby.”
As if I can command her orgasm, Willa screams loud and long, her body shaking and snapping with her release, the hot spill of her squirting slick my reward for holding her in place to prevent the pain of the knot.
As she screams over and over again, shaking in my arms, Jake pumps his hips and groans out his own release.
I nearly spill over with my own pleasure at the sounds and smells of Jake knotting Willa in my arms. And I suppose no one would blame me for that, not with something so intimate and… incredible happening right before my eyes.
However, I don’t want to waste that first orgasm with Willa. I want to be able to knot her just like Jake did. I want to spill myself inside of her, hot and deep. I want her to know who the prime Alpha is in her very bones.
I reach out and steady Jake, feeling him tremble with the aftershocks of his pleasure. He’s breathing like he just ran a race as he lifts his gaze to mine.
An understanding passes between us. This woman, who is resting against my straining cock, who he’s currently knotted with, is changing everything for the better between us. This is just the first step in something amazing.
It’s your turn, my base self presses. You should have knotted her first.
This isn’t all about me, I tell myself, wishing this was logical. Besides, this is just her pre-heat. She’s going to want us over and over again before this is over.
“Are you going to want to…” Jake starts to say, but I shake my head to silence him.
Willa’s still panting, still shaking in my arms. She’s not ready for a second round, and frankly, she’s probably not ready to handle a true knotting with a prime Alpha today. I don’t want to hurt her, and I don’t want to upset the balance we’re building between us, either.
“That was so good,” Willa says dreamily, her body relaxing slightly as her orgasm fades away. She smells like Jake, and sex, and her own slick, and I smile and press a kiss to her sweaty temple.
“Jake took good care of you,” I agree, shifting a little and releasing my grip on her body so that she can be more comfortable.
“It didn’t even hurt,” she says in that same sing-song tone. “I remember the knot hurting… the first time, anyhow.”
“You did amazing,” Jake praises her, his shaking easing slightly. His knot is starting to let go, and he slips out of Willa with a little sigh. “I’m going to go shower,” he tells us, carefully climbing off the bed.
I hear the shower turn on as I move Willa into a more comfortable position. Her head falls back against my shoulder, and her fingers glide in a sleepy way toward her clit. She shifts a little, like she’s already getting hungry for more, but then her breath evens out.
I smile to myself, holding her soft sweetness in my arms, content despite my raging cock and the restlessness jangling inside of my skin.
“Sleep a little,” I tell her. “You deserve it.”
“Hmm,” she agrees, before falling off to sleep.
I shift to get more comfortable against the headboard. I close my eyes, reliving the incredible, sexy noises Willa had made as Jake knotted her and the slickness of her clit beneath my fingers as she came apart in my arms.
I felt Jake’s knot inside of her, felt the pulsing of her pussy wrapping around him as surely as if it was me fucking her and knotting her. I’ve never experienced that kind of intimacy in the past. It was both shocking and… perfect.
This development will change everything.
Charlie and Jake and I are incredibly close, but having a fourth person in the mix, having a woman’s spirit threaded through our bond…
that’s going to change things in the best possible way.
Willa is like the sun. It’s not hard to be happier, lighter, when she’s around. She’s good for us, for all of us.
I hear the front door squeak as it’s opened and then closed. I smile. Charlie’s home. The whole pack is together under one roof. There’s nothing better.
Willa mutters something in her sleep, and I hear the shower turn off as Jake gets out. We might not have it all sorted out yet, but everyone is together, under the same roof, safe and sound. For right now, that’s all I can ask for.