Chapter 47 Orion
ORION
The state-of-the-art gym is crowded at this time of morning, noisy with different languages.
I find an open spot and start my daily yoga routine.
Curlers need flexible hips and great balance, as well as a constant awareness of everything around them.
Yoga’s helped me with that. Though today, it’s doing nothing to curb the anxious, nauseous feeling in my gut.
It’s there whenever I’m away from Raven.
Seeing each other sporadically is barely keeping the symptoms at bay.
I felt the best I’ve felt this morning after sleeping at her feet, but now I’m nauseous and achy even though we only left our place less than fifteen minutes ago.
Physically, I might feel the worst because of the direct bond, but we’re all on edge. It’s not helping that there’s a low hum of arousal coming from Raven’s side of the bond. What the hell is she doing? Is she touching herself? Is Foster touching her?
Vann found a treadmill and is running full speed like he’s chasing something. We all look ten seconds away from snapping.
All except Rhodes. He’s got his headphones in, likely listening to some science podcast or something while he calmly does squats.
He’s not feeling the sexual frustration from not being with our turned-on omega like the rest of us are, but he’s been just as distracted this morning.
He’s probably done close to a hundred squats already, but hasn’t stopped.
I’m not sure if the podcast’s really that distracting or if it’s something else. My money’s on something else.
“Hey.” I try to get Rhodes’ attention. Someone needs to keep Tanner and Vann from injuring themselves. And I know if I stop my flow, I’ll probably end up punching a wall and going off as hot-headed as Vann.
“Rhodes!” I try again. When Rhodes finally looks at me, I nod toward the others. “Tell them to cool down.”
While Rhodes goes to talk to our teammates, I shift positions, flowing into crow pose.
The first person I ever saw do this pose was Raven.
It was back in high school, in our small town in Michigan.
I was walking down Main Street and passed by a yoga studio with massive floor-to-ceiling windows.
She was in there practicing all on her own.
I couldn’t stop watching her. Every movement was both graceful and strong, which was shocking to me because I always saw her as scrawny and clumsy.
Just that morning she’d tripped over her own feet in math class. But in that studio, she was different.
I went home and tried the pose. It didn’t look that difficult. I ended up face-planting hard enough to give myself a bloody nose.
I’ve never told anyone about that. I watched Raven a lot after that. But I never talked to her, never stood up for her when Tanner and Vann were laying into her. I just watched.
I hate myself for that now.
I’m so lost in thought, I don’t notice Vann until he crashes down into a sweaty heap beside me, startling me so much I tilt face-first into the mat, catching myself before repeating my first experience with crow pose.
Rhodes takes a spot on the mat between Vann and I, stretching out his hamstrings.
“This boner is gonna kill me,” Vann says, plopping onto his back. I know what he means. I gave up trying to get the damn thing under control. It’s impossible when I can feel Raven’s excitement growing with each minute.
“We’ve got to fucking teach her how to close off the bond.” Tanner kicks the mat the rest of us are on. “Get up.”
The look in his eyes is unmistakable. But we don’t have time for that.
“Coach wants us warmed up and on the ice in fifteen minutes,” I say.
“I don’t fucking care,” Tanner snaps.
“Doubt it would take five,” Vann says, adjusting himself. “I’m about to come right here and now.”
Rhodes sucks in a breath when he realizes what we’re talking about.
Sighing, I stand up. “We have to be fast.”
“Oh hell, yeah.” Vann bounces to his feet, grabbing Rhodes’ hand and pulling him up as he does. “Can we come?”
Rhodes nearly chokes, eyes bugging out.
My brow stretches as my eyebrows drop. “I don’t think Rhodes wants that.”
“Um… maybe I do,” our beta whispers.
“Really?” Tanner asks.
“I mean, I don’t think I want to… um, you know. But uh, can I…”
“He wants to watch.” Vann busts out a wide, goofy grin and throws an arm over Rhodes’ shoulders.
“And you?” I ask Vann. “I thought you only got hard for Raven.”
He shrugs, looking me up and down with an unmistakable hunger. “The fucker’s decided to appreciate the whole pack now that we have her.”
His words take me by surprise, but the desire they evoke isn’t surprising at all. Tanner and I have talked about how attractive we find our packmates. We just never thought being with them was an actual possibility.
“But we don’t have her,” Tanner whispers.
“We will.” Vann’s quick smile turns into a groan when pleasure surges through the bond, so intense it takes my breath away. Fuck, she’s coming. My body shakes and tingles, cock straining, muscles tensing. I gasp. Tanner curses.
“What?” Rhodes asks.
Rather than answering, Vann grabs his hand and tugs him out of the gym. Tanner and I silently follow. At the end of the hall, I pull open a door. “Here.”
Tanner and I had an encounter in this storage closet earlier this week. It’s not big, but it’s pretty empty and locks from the inside so we can keep anyone from walking in on us.
Pleasure zings in the bond, and Tanner groans, then squeezes his dick though his shorts. I’m not far behind.
“Fuck, he’s gonna make her come again,” Vann says, leaning one hand on a shelf for support as he sways.
I’m torn between being angry with Foster for pleasuring my omega and being grateful he’s taking such good care of our girl.
Huh, interesting. I shouldn’t feel torn in this situation.
If anyone else outside of my pack was touching Raven, I would feel enraged.
But after last night’s date and how Foster acted, I’m already wondering if maybe there’s more to the bodyguard than meets the eye.
Maybe he’s a more intricate part of this than just her paid protection.
Raven’s pleasure swells, and Tanner fists my shirt slamming me back against the wall. There’s an intensity caused not just by his desperation, but also by the newness of the situation and the time crunch we’re under.
Everyone seems to understand there’s no time to make this weird.
Rhodes surprises me most by dropping to his knees and immediately fumbling with Vann’s sweatpants, trying to pull them down, but the waistband gets caught on Vann’s cock. Vann curses and pulls the elastic out, pushing the pants down to his knees.
I half watch them as I kiss Tanner and expertly tug out his cock along with my own.
We’ve been together long enough that I know exactly what he likes, what he needs, and what will get him off the fastest. I press his cock against mine, wrapping my right hand around both.
Even though my hands are big, we’re not small men and my fingers won’t touch.
But he knows what to do. He wraps his hand around the other side, and we move in perfect synchrony.
“Oh, fuck, Rhodes,” Vann gasps. He’s gripping Rhodes’ manbun hard enough that strands fall out around the beta’s neck and face. Rhodes slips his hand down his pants, no doubt finding the length that’s still hidden.
“Shit, they’re hot,” Tanner grunts, speeding up his strokes.
I match his fervor, my eyes meeting Vann’s across the small space. The other alpha gives me a cocky grin.
Lust bounces through the bond, from Raven to us and back again.
Like an echo that’s building and layering pleasure, making my spine tingle and my balls draw up in no time.
A burst of sensation slams into me followed by satiated satisfaction, and knowing my omega just came pushes me over the edge.
My hands pump faster, and I lean forward to tug Tanner’s earlobe between my teeth, nipping it before I whisper loudly in his ear.
“You feel that? Feel our girl? I’m so close.
Be a good boy and come with me, baby. Give me your cum. Now.”
Tanner crashes his lips to mine as he explodes along with me, I keep pumping our shafts, coating them in our release and drawing out our pleasure.
A moan from across the closet pulls my attention just in time to see Rhodes’ lapping up cum from Vann’s cock, an obvious wet spot on the beta’s sweatpants.
It’s clear we’re all feeling better than we were before.
More relaxed. More like a pack even though the ache from missing our omega is still present.
I expect there to be some awkwardness after our first time doing something like this all together, but it’s surprisingly natural.
Even though Rhodes’ tan skin is painted with a hearty blush, he doesn’t seem uncomfortable.
He stands up and kisses Vann easily, then turns to Tanner and me. “Let’s go win this game.”