Chapter 11 #3
“Ransom… Oh fuck!” she gasps, her eyes rolling back as she strangles Lore’s knot. I can tell by the alpha’s face that he’s riding the edge of pain and pleasure.
“Look at the way his cock leaks when you scream his name, Princess,” he says. “He fucking loves it. Let him hear you, Marie. Help him come. You’re both about to get showered in so much cum.”
I only have a second to think about that before the first drops of cum hit my back and head. The realization that I am in the line of fire pushes me over the edge, and I clamp down on my alphas’ fingers as I come around their calculated twists and thrusts.
The sound I make as I come is guttural and primal, which makes the vibration travel from where my lips are suctioned around Marie’s overstimulated clit. Her squeal as she shudders is cut off as she goes limp.
Leaving her to rest, I lay my head on her thigh, my eyes waiting for Lore’s knot to slip out. If he wants the brat, I can show him one. My teeth fucking ache to bite him, though I can’t explain why.
My cock continues to twitch as I shudder, and cum is all over my chest and Marie’s thighs. I can feel the thick alpha cum from my packmates all over my upper body, but they’ve also managed to paint Marie as well.
“Shit,” I whine as Storm and Wilder pull their fingers from my puckered hole.
“Fuck do I love bonding,” Lore chuckles, kissing Marie, who is unconscious. “I want her pussy plugged while we go shopping. Do we have something that’ll do the job?”
“I bought a few plugs with my sex toy order,” Storm admits. “We didn’t use many toys during Marie’s heat. It was too chaotic and she didn’t feel well enough for them. I’ll grab them. Ransom, you look like a cream donut that exploded. We got you good.”
“Ugh,” I groan. “Thanks a lot.”
“Don’t shower,” Lore grunts. “Clean up just enough, but I want you and Marie to smell like us. Keep the cum on your skin.”
Instead of responding, I move to where his knot is slowly pushing its way out of Marie’s pussy. It’s due to its deflation, but that term is counterintuitive. There’s nothing soft about Lore’s knot as I suck on it before biting down.
“Fu…oh goddamnit,” he hisses, shuddering as I solidify the bond. “I didn’t mean literally bite my fucking knot.”
“Don’t lie,” Storm chuckles. “You totally hoped he’d bite it. It’s just like how you can’t tell any of us to bite you, because we will.”
“Fuck me and you,” Lore complains.
Storm shrugs happily as he leaves to wash up and find the pussy plug.
“You know, I’m starting to think you’d look really fucking good with a butt plug,” Lore muses.
“I can make that happen,” Wilder replies, leaving as well.
My hands are free, but I can’t make myself get up. I’m overwhelmed with Lore’s emotions. It’s hard to process it all, and he simply massages the cum staining my skin further into it as we wait for Marie to wake up.
I’m not sure how Marie will manage to feel everything Lore has bouncing around in his head and not be overwhelmed. There’s so much more than people think happening under Lore’s tough exterior.
“This is why I never bonded with Wilder and Storm,” he murmurs. “I only look like I don’t give a fuck. Instead, I give more than I should.”
Sagging under the knowledge of what he thinks about, I nod as I just let myself experience what it’s like to be Lore Monroe. There’s love for his pack, pride that they held it together while he was gone, and fear that he may not fit the way he did before.
“You fit,” I rasp. “No one can ever fill the space you left. I couldn’t even begin to try. You ground this pack. Even I know that.”
“And Marie?” he asks, pressing his lips against her forehead. Her eyelashes flutter, but she remains sleeping as Lore’s blue eyes become stormy. “There’s shit you don’t know about, things that are unforgivable that we’ve done to her.”
My heart flip flops at the thought of that. I’ve felt the mystery behind their half veiled statements, knowing they held secrets.
“So grovel. Be the one on your knees instead,” I suggest. “I can tell you there’s power here as well.”
“I’ve been taught never to bend, but I find myself doing it more and more for her. I don’t think there’s weakness in showing your omega you adore her,” he says. “Marie is a tough cookie. The normal forms of apology won’t work with her.”
Marie sighs as she opens her eyes and Lore shuts the door on the bond until only a trickle of his emotions are leaking out of it. Love and adoration are all I feel, and I’m in awe that he can compartmentalize like this.
“Welcome back, Princess,” Lore chuckles darkly. The sound makes goosebumps appear over Marie’s skin, showing exactly how much he affects her. “Storm is going to plug your pussy, and then you can get ready.”
“He’s what?” she asks, disoriented as Wilder and Storm reappear.
“Lore wants you to hold his cum inside of you,” Storm says, edging me out of the way.
I don’t get a chance to get off the floor before Wilder is on me, eating my asshole and pushing saliva inside of it to get me wet.
“Ransom is getting a plug too,” Lore says serenely as his knot slides loudly out of Marie’s cunt.
“I don’t want you to waste a drop, Princess, and Ransom is getting one to prepare him to get fucked.
I think we need to officially welcome him to the pack by running a train on his ass. Don’t you think that’ll be fun?”
“Lore. Oh god that’s cold,” she gasps as Lore’s cock is replaced with a plug. “I think our ideas of ‘fun’ are very different.”
I think they are too.