Chapter 24
Bentley
My love isn’t sane. Instead, it’s an all-consuming tornado of emotions. I suppose this makes sense when I’m not the most rational person.
My mind is the exact same way. I take the long way when finding solutions. They meander in their direction until you’d think I’ve lost the plot completely. Instead, I’m simply ensuring the problem I have is wiped off the face of the earth so it can never hurt me or mine again.
Tav’s mother is dead, as are the twins, and anyone who has ever thought about hurting my family. I doubt this makes me a serial killer, but more a Solution Finder. Yep, that’s what I’m sticking with.
“You’re smiling,” Tav grumbles. “What are you up to?”
“Absolutely nothing. Isn’t it wonderful?”
My shit-eating grin makes my omega chuckle under his breath as he bakes enough cookies for an army, instead of just my family.
There’s chocolate chip, oatmeal, double fudge, and snickerdoodle.
Tav made sure to stay away from anything with peanuts, even though I reassured him no one in my family is allergic.
Somehow, he’s very paranoid that he's going to poison my sisters. All I can do is praise him for being so careful with the safety of my sisters, even if there’s no real danger.
Every day, I find myself facing a new spiraling fear Tav’s mind has created, and I’ve found that leaning into it is the only option.
It’s no different than the old adage that if it’s important to him, then it’s important to me. I don’t even mind the longer commute to get to the record store. I simply work at a desk up front while he speaks to customers. There’s no way I’m letting him out of my sight.
We’ve been together for six months, and there’s a ring burning a hole in my pocket. I want my family here when I do it, and they should be here in the next half hour.
I’m not gonna lie, I’m nervous. My omega is crotchety on the best days, he could refuse to marry me.
“The last time you looked at me like this, you invited my mother to my birthday dinner.”
“It was a really good surprise, though,” I remind him. “After you were done being mad at me, you really loved it.”
“Bent.” The whine is adorable. Fisting his curly hair, I pull it back until his throat is bare to me.
“I fucking love the way you say my name.”
My nose drags along his skin as he slicks like my good fucking boy, the scent of marshmallows filling my senses as I inhale sharply.
“Patience is a virtue I know you don’t have, but I promise you’ll like this surprise. Birthday boys get what they want, which means you’re going to say yes to everything I ask for, aren’t you?”
“So you are up to something!” His gasp of laughter is silenced as I suck on his Adam’s apple, my teeth scraping the sensitive area.
“Baby boy, you know my mind is always working to find ways to make you even happier than you already are.”
“It’s your birthday,” he complains. “I should be doing things for you.”
“Hmm. Let me count all the things you’ve done for me while I stuff your mouth full of my cock so you can’t argue with me.”
At the gentle pressure on his shoulder, he drops to his knees eagerly as I free my cock from my favorite pair of jeans. His gaze remains on the drop of precum beaded on the slit of my crown as I pump the base of my cock leisurely.
Tav opens his mouth and drops his tongue out eagerly, making me glad our pets are sleeping on our back porch. We’ve finally moved into our home, and we’re loving every second. It means we can even fuck anywhere on our property, and no one cares how loud we get.
It’s fucking magical here.
Running my fingers through Tav’s dark curls, I drag my cock over his wet mouth.
“If you say a word, you won’t get my cum,” I growl. “If you suck and listen, I’ll even give you my knot.”
Yes, I know it’s my birthday, but I enjoy playing sex games, and so does my omega. The rules are always clear, which is something he craves, and if he can comply, then he gets rewarded.
Thrusting hard, I give his mouth something to do, groaning as he begins to suck my cock. God, I’ll never get tired of this.
“You…fuck, just like that, baby. You bought my entire family plane tickets to come see me on my birthday,” I gasp, my other hand wrapping around his throat so I can feel the bulge of my cock. “Mmm. I can’t even imagine how hard of a secret that was to keep.”
My omega groans around my cock, his hand squeezing his cock through his pants.
“Take it out,” I groan. “I want you to play with your hole and come hands free.”
I’ll be the first to admit I’m a kinky fucker. Tav eagerly pulls his pants down, and his cock hits his stomach as he spreads his legs wide to expose his asshole. He’s slicking so fucking good, it takes almost no effort for him to push his fingers inside.
“Mmm. You’re not stretched enough, baby. My cock is bigger than that. Show me how much more you can take.”
Like the ornery brat that he is, he takes my cock down to the root before he pushes four fingers into his hole with his thumb tucked in. Tav begins to fuck himself that way, and I know he’s getting ready to fist his hole for me.
My omega is always up for a challenge, and I fucking love this about him.
“Goddamn, fuck, shit on a cracker,” I curse, my eyes rolling back as he tries to scramble my brain cells.
The best way to get me to shut the fuck up? Suck my cock until I see stars. This may be harder than I expected.
“You cleaned the house,” I rasp, fighting for every word as the wet sounds of his hole being fucked fill the room. “Fuck. You even have a full roast in the oven that I think will make my father cry. Tav!”
He groans even as he smiles with a mouth full of cock. His cheeks are pink from all the praise, but he takes his revenge by forcing me to watch as he shoves his fist inside of himself.
I’m incapable of words as I fuck his throat, and he pushes out more slick as he rolls his fist inside his tight hole.
“Are you pretending I’m the one fucking you?” I ask, throwing my evil plan out the window. All that matters is making him come. I’ll hold out until he’s covered the floor with his release. “I bet you are.”
His hips thrust up as he fucks himself, and I force him to take the same type of abuse as he gags around my cock. His eyes tear up as he gazes up at me with love, and I feel myself getting closer to filling his belly with my release.
“Come on, honey. I’m close. My dad may walk in on us otherwise—”
The threat of being caught makes him shudder, and his eyes roll back as ropes of cum shoot from his cock. They even hit my boots, not that I give a shit. Tav appears even more gorgeous than usual in the throes of his orgasm, and the bond pushes me over the edge with the intensity of his feelings.
There’s love, adoration, and understanding he’s so fucking safe with me.
We’re both breathing hard as I pull my cock out his mouth and help him to his feet. He offers me his slick covered fist, and I maintain eye contact with him as I lick it off with a smirk.
“This should be gross,” he whispers.
“What do you mean, it tastes fucking delicious.”
The knock on the front door makes his eyes widen in panic, and I chuckle as I kiss the worry out of him.
“I’ll show them the outside property while you clean up,” I suggest, tucking my cock away.
I’m way less of a mess since my omega was such a good boy and swallowed down every drop.
“I swear, you live to give me a coronary,” he hisses, hurrying to clean up.
“Don’t slip in the cum!”
Tav throws a spatula at my head that I easily avoid as I grin, walking toward the front door to greet my family. He didn’t tell me he’d invited them until this morning when he wished me a happy birthday. My cheeks hurt as I step out of the front door, closing it behind me.
“Surprise!” My sisters yell, grinning like the world revolves around them. They’re kind of awesome, so I’m inclined to agree.
“The best surprise ever,” I say. “I know you’re used to being surrounded by animals at home, but do you want to snuggle my Highland mini cows?”
Dad snickers under his breath as Laura, Margie, and Hazel squeal. His ranch doesn’t have an animal on it that isn’t working for its supper, which means the cuteness factor isn’t something he worries about.
“Carla and Trish are out back. I have a snack you can feed them too.”
The girls race down the stairs as Dad and I follow them, and I can hear their excitement as their feet carry them away from us.
“You’ll be lucky if they agree to leave, Bentley.”
“Meh, it doesn’t bother me. I’ve missed the hell out of them.”
My father is quiet as we walk, and I watch as my sisters take the snack I left for them to use to feed my cows. Carla and Trish are happy to see them, and I open the paddock so they can go inside.
“The hay is clean. Get your snuggles in while you can. Tav made a feast, and that includes several different kinds of cookies.”
“He didn’t need to make a fuss for us,” Dad murmurs, frowning as he glances back at the house.
“He knows and did it anyway. It’s my birthday, you just get to enjoy the fuss he’s making over the day I was born. You know, the best day.”
“Hey!” Laura hisses in annoyance, trying not to startle my cows.
I make a face at her because I can’t help myself, and my father rolls his eyes.
“The four of you are a handful,” he grumbles. “He didn’t come outside. Is he okay?”
“He had a spill and wanted to take care of it while I showed you the property.” I mean, technically, that’s not really a lie.
Dad glances at my boots, his lips twitching as if he can see the cum on them.
“So that’s what we’re calling it. Good to know.”
I cover up my laughter with a cough, refusing to answer my sisters’ questions as they ask if I’m alright. By the time we walk back to the house, Tav’s aired out the kitchen and living room so it no longer smells like sex, and the table is set.
“Tav, these are my sisters. I know you’ve talked to them on video chats, but they really are more annoying in person.”
“Whatever, you know we’re the best sisters in the world,” Margie says, shrugging. “Hi, Tav. The house looks and smells amazing. Look at all of these cookies!”
“I didn’t know what you liked,” he admits, blushing.
Have I mentioned how adorable he is? Tav pushes his glasses up his nose as he says hello to everyone, and my sisters leap into action to help him get the food on the table.
They chatter the entire time, keeping the burden of conversation off of him.
I watch as he attempts to keep up with the variety of topics, and he finally gives up so he can enjoy the ride.
I don’t really blame him, they’re chaos on a good day.
“This is so good, Tav,” Hazel says, her face relaxing as she chews slowly, enjoying herself. “Bentley, you’re never going to go hungry. I’ve been kind of concerned since you could burn water.”
“Rude! That’s so not true,” I protest. “I simply enjoy takeout more. It’s less to clean.”
Tav hides a smile as he eats, and Laura rolls her eyes. “Oh yeah. He places a mean order of coffee and bagels.”
The house is full of laughter and teasing as we eat, and the girls insist on cleaning up. Tav doesn’t seem to know what to do as he sits on the couch with my father and I, and I decide to distract him.
Otherwise, he might combust wondering if the girls are cleaning properly. I could tell him my sisters are well equipped to scrub a kitchen within an inch of its life, but I doubt it’ll help.
“Tav, honey,” I murmur, tearing his attention back. “Thank you for the best birthday present ever.”
“I wish I was creative enough to do more,” he grumbles. “What’s in your hand? Wait, what the fuck, Bentley? Why are you on your knees!”
“As you know, I always get what I want,” I drawl, waiting for him to focus on me completely. “From busking loudly in front of your store to abandoning my guitar for you to baby sit, I slowly wore down your walls.”
The water cuts off as my sisters pretend not to be listening, but eavesdropping should be a part of their educational experience. They’ve been doing it since they were old enough to understand what they were listening to.
“You’re one of the most loving people I’ve ever met, and I love you so much.”
Opening the box, I show off the gray titanium ring that’s inside of it. Tav isn’t one for flashy jewelry, so instead, I put a tracker in his ring and engraved the inside of it with the date we officially met. I’ll be his stalker and alpha until the day I die.
“Will you do me the honor of marrying me? I wanted to ask you while we were surrounded by everyone who loves me, and who now also love you by extension.”
“I knew the instant I met you that you two were perfect for each other,” Dad adds. “You’re two puzzle pieces that fit together just right.”
Tears fill my omega’s beautiful eyes, and he swallows hard as his chest heaves for an entirely different reason.
“My mind is quiet around you,” he whispers. “I can’t even argue with anything you just said, because I can feel it’s true through the bond. You’re too perfect to be real, but yes, I’d love to marry you.”
“Good, because you’re stuck with me whether you like it or not.”
The ring is a perfect fit as I slide it onto his ring finger, and my lips brush his to seal the promise.
“I love you.” I hug Tav tightly as he sobs in my arms, and my sisters cut the tension of the high emotions by telling my omega in great detail all about my shortcomings.
“Oh! Has he left his dirty socks everywhere yet?” Laura asks. “It’s way too clean in here.”
“I love his dirty socks,” Tav mumbles, his face buried in my throat as he breathes me in. “He’s a slob, but I still love him.”
“Can you marry them immediately, Dad?” Hazel says urgently. “While Tav is delusional with happy emotions, we need to lock this in so he can be ours forever.”
Yep, I come by my unhinged behavior honestly.
“I think they have a point. I think cookies will make the perfect reception dessert,” Dad mumbles.
“Your family is insane. What the hell? Let’s get married.”
Romance lives in the gentle, sweet, and the crazy. Never let anyone put you in a box.
“Can we finish the dishes first?” Margie asks. “Ooh! Let’s do it outside. Floyd and Bella can be witnesses too.”
“They’ll love that,” I admit, leaning back to pull out a handkerchief to dry Tav’s tears. “It’s a perfect day for a wedding.”