Chapter 55
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fifty-five
“Please?”
Fuck. Me.
Bridget’s blue eyes brim with earnest desire. She keeps her chin up, but her teeth worry the plump curve of her lower lip, betraying her vulnerability.
I might make an absolute idiot out of myself, but I’m not saying no to that face.
Certain things get easier every day. My shoulder still feels tight and creaky, but it doesn’t hurt to maneuver out of my T- shirt and lie it on the dirt next to Adrian’s. Dante moves next, adding his own Kings tank to the makeshift blanket.
We’re covering home plate, which gives me an idea.
“You know,” I say, stepping into Bridget’s side, running my fingertips down her arm. “You and I haven’t covered a lot of the bases yet, Bubbles.”
It’s true. We’ve barely kissed. And I’m not convinced the peck she gave me after our shower interlude should even count.
Bridget’s definitely self-conscious. Instead of softening, she gives a bratty huff and rolls her eyes, puckering her lips. A bolt of warmth impales my heart, turning liquid. It spills into my center, swirling.
I ignore her mouth and press a kiss to her forehead, tucking a loose strand of shimmering auburn hair behind her ear. “Not yet,” I decide.
Before the indignation fully fills her face, I drop to the ground with a grunt. One lungful of her lemon sweetness is more than enough to have my cock fighting my fly. I unbutton my jeans and shuck them in one go.
I’ve spent a lot of time on baseball fields, but I can’t say I’ve ever been naked on one before. I’ve been close ?—
Big blue eyes roam down my bare body, lingering on my erection and the filling knot at its base. The sugary tones in her scent brighten. My mouth waters as she shifts on her feet, soaking her panties.
Adrian molds his naked front to her back, bending to rumble in her ear. “You want this, little blue? All of us at the same time?”
Gasping quietly, she whines when his teeth nip her neck. Our pack alpha nods once, deciding the matter as he fingers the waistband of her shorts.
She reads his unspoken order, lifting her face to give him one last nervous look. Adrian’s bright gaze softens. He nuzzles a scent-mark along her cheek. “It’s safe here,” he promises. “I’d never let anyone else see you come.”
He means outside of our pack.
This is the first time I’ve thought those words. Our pack . Because, in this moment, they feel true.
We’re a pack. This is our omega.
It should be so simple.
Bridget rubs her cheek along our alpha’s jaw, leaving him with a fond smile while she shimmies out of her cut-offs. She even takes her top off, brave woman that she is.
I know we’re safe here, like Adrian said, but it feels very exposed. Jesse’s gonna love this shit .
Sure enough, our pitcher looks around the enormous empty stadium with a feral gleam in his green eyes. His toasty, caramelized scent deepens as he tosses his shirt to me, too.
I ball it up under my head and make an exasperated gesture at my cock, putting on an air of grumpy impatience in the hopes it might help Bridget feel more normal. “While I’m still young, Bubbles.”
It works. Bridget smirks and drops to her knees. I take a second to make sure our “blanket” protects her creamy skin effectively, then?—
Jesus Christ.
I’ve spent months—over a year —dreaming about getting my hands on her glorious body this way. The bare skin of her ass is silky and smooth, stretched over her supple curves. When I ghost my touch forward, to the crease where her thighs fold against her hips, I feel the scars there.
The adoration welling in my middle expands. I caress the deep silver-white lines, whispering while I look at her face, “You’re gorgeous, baby.”
Dante interrupts, of course. Appearing at my right side, stark naked, without a trace of shame.
He cups his hand around Bridget’s jaw, turning her attention up to him. Their gazes clash. Hers flutters while his smolders. “Which base am I on, querida ?”
Bright blue beams trace his thick dick and the balls drawn tight between his even thicker thighs. She tosses her loose hair back, preening as she nods over her shoulder.
At her ass.
Oh fuck .
Dante curses, low and vicious, dropping to his knees between mine. His hands are rough as he slips one under her top and uses the other to grip her neck. “Gotta at least start on first,” he mutters, angling her for a deep, licking kiss.
She moans and meets him with equal passion, biting his lips and sliding her tongue into his mouth.
I watch, breathless with envy and lust. My fingers dimple her upper thighs, automatically pulling her forward. Notching her glistening slit against my straining cock.
I don’t care what fucking base this is; her wet heat feels incredible . I slough out a groan, tilting my hips to press the underside of my dick further into her lush folds. Until I feel her clit throb along my tingling skin.
Her perfume spikes. Dante growls, swallowing her needy noises and rolling her nipples under her shirt. Jesse falls to his knees like he’s been shot. His hands fumble for his waistband, but Adrian squeezes his shoulder to slow him down.
The pack alpha kneels on my left, rolling his joggers below his groin with much more deliberation. “Dante,” he says, not quite barking. “Share.”
Our shortstop swallows a grunt, breaking their lip lock and nudging Bridget’s cheek with his nose. “Kiss our alpha, cupcake. I have work to do back here.”
She whines, practically flinging herself at Adrian. He catches her with a satisfied rumble, purring deep in his chest while he strokes a hand down her spine and fondles her big, perfect tits with the other.
Her clit beats against my shaft, a maddening pulse I can’t resist rubbing against. When I start to slowly rock into the contact, Bridget pours slick all over my lap.
I’m not the only one groaning from the scent—Dante echoes the sound, pushing at her back and dropping to his forearms. Adrian guides our omega forward, bringing her torso flush with mine. Trapping my hard cock between my burning body and her slick slit.
Jesse watches with wide eyes. He grips his own erection, working the pre-cum at the tip over his length. His mouth gapes when he glances back at Dante.
I realize why when Dante’s tongue rims her back hole.
Motherfucking—
Bridget gasps, bucking forward. Perfect wet warmth glides over the entire underside of my dick. The two silver balls pierced through my frenulum tug slightly when they roll around Bridget’s clit. I suck in a snarl as Adrian hums reassurances to her.
“Such a beautiful girl,” he praises. “Are you going to take your alphas at the same time, little blue? Let us show you that we can cover all these bases?”
Bridget keens . The gorgeous sound reverberates into the stands, leaving her lips parted. I want to kiss her so damn badly, but I know I should wait. Let her focus on how good we can make her feel.
Her pussy gushes slippery lemon slick. Dante roughs out a desperate roar, burying his face as far into her cheeks as he can get. I slide my hands from her hips to her ass, spreading her open for him.
Adrian pets her hair, gripping his own cock. Holy shit , his knot is enormous. Thinking about her taking it during his rut has me leaking salty pre-cum. It smears along Bridget’s clit. Her nails dig into my chest.
Jesse’s head falls back as he moans at the combined scent. Bridget hears him and practically lunges to the right, sucking the head of his dick into her mouth.
“ Ungh . Bee. Fuck .” His long fingers weave into her unraveling braid, tugging at the roots when she pulls him to the back of her throat.
In one go.
Jesus .
I really am in love.
Adrian purrs his approval, his voice dropping into a low timbre I recognize from the aftermath of his rut—it’s his Alpha, speaking to her Omega.
“Come here, sweetheart.”
Bridget pulls off Jesse’s cock with a cry. He’s hard as fuck—purple head, veins roped up the shaft, a knot that seems full to bursting.
Our omega whimpers as creamy white dribbles from the tip. She laps at it, reluctant to leave. Adrian’s mouth kicks up, taking the sting out of his next command. “ Now .”
Our girl really is a bubbly little brat. With a pout, she turns her head to the pack leader and slants a look up his torso, which roughly translates as this better be good .
Adrian’s eyes spark. “Do you want both your alphas to come in your mouth at the same time?”
Okay. Yeah. That’ll do it.
She whines loud enough to pump my knot fuller. It presses against the clenching muscles at her opening. Dante’s tongue flicks down to tease her there, lapping at my swollen mass inadvertently.
It doesn’t bother him, and—hell—I guess I don’t care, either. Because Bridget and I both suck in sharp breaths. She bends closer to me, exposing more for him to lavish. The new position makes just enough room for my cock to kick up straight. She glances at my face, beseeching me.
Please? she said. And those pretty, endless eyes.
God, I love her.
That thought swirls through my center as I thrust, shoving into her pussy in one ruthless punch. Slippery heat glides around me. My piercing drags along her perfect heat. Bliss surges up my spine as my balls twitch tighter.
I’m already on edge, but fucking Dante . The bastard must know what he’s doing, curling his tongue between her thighs. Plunging it into her ass. Making her squirm and clench around my cock.
I buck harder and faster, trying to outrun the climax barreling down my back.
Bridget rides me, sucking Adrian’s thick cock until he pulls her off and guides her to Jesse’s.
I feel one of Dante’s fingers slip into her, pressing along my shaft.
He keeps licking around it until he can fit two. Then three.
Shit. Fuck .
The pressure is intense, pushing at me through her thin inner walls. Bridget mewls and thrashes. Sucking Jesse down like she needs the taste of his cum to live.
“Bridget,” he grits. “ Bee . You’re gonna make me?—”
Adrian calmly reaches over Bridget and grabs the base of Jesse’s dick, squeezing hard. “No,” he orders. “You’ll wait.”
Oh, good fucking ? —
My Alpha wants to rip my packmate’s throat out. And challenge Adrian. But I don’t. And, instead, all that adrenaline and aggression burns into even stronger need .
Bridget replaces the alpha’s hand, kneading Jesse’s knot much more gently while she suckles at Adrian’s cock. Our leader growls, low and satisfied. “That’s my pretty blue. So fucking good. Are you ready for us, omega?”
She moans, nodding and taking him deeper. I snap my hips faster, thrusting into her whirling wetness while Adrian wraps his hand around her stroking fingers, helping her maintain a rhythm for Jesse while she draws his own climax to the surface.
They both snarl and jostle closer, angling their bodies to fit their heads into her open mouth. Bridget grabs at their knots while they spurt across her tongue.
Her perfume explodes —so fucking delicious and sharp and good God .
Dante chooses that moment to thrust, replacing his scissoring fingers with his cock, circling his hips to drill as deep as she’ll let him. Her pussy pulses and tugs , cinching tight around me.
Jesse and Adrian fall back while Dante curses, squirting pure heat into her ass. Bridget’s mouth drops open in rapture, her eyes rolling as she starts to come all over me.
Covering the three of us in slick. Gushing and fluttering. Grinding her clit into my knot.
The stadium blurs into a starry flash of deep blue. My body bows, straining to erupt as deep inside her as I can get. She takes it all , her hands scrabbling at my chest. Leaving scratch marks that will make me hard all over again, later.
I wedge one hand between us to press firm circles over her throbbing bud, and she screams my name. “ Colt! ”
Blinking, I clear my vision, wanting to memorize this moment. Knowing how she looks while she whimpers and slides into a second orgasm will stay with me forever.
Awe echoes through my mind, replaying everything we’ve covered. Feeling her tits, filling her pussy and her ass. Pumping into her mouth.
Second, third, home…
There’s only one base missing, for me.
So, my free fingers find her nape, tangling in her gorgeous hair as I guide her lips to mine.
“Grand slam,” I whisper. And I kiss her.