CHAPTER FIFTEEN - Jason
My dick was pushing so hard against my pants, one or the other was going to break. But dammit, Lyla was so incredibly hot. No woman had ever made me lose my mind like her.
If we had time, I’d like to slowly strip off every layer of clothing she had on and watch her plead for me to do it faster.
To let her writhe and reach for me, mouth hungry for my cum and pussy dripping with slick.
But the urgency of the situation, the fact she was in pain and I couldn’t stand it, made it so there was no time to savor this bit.
“Almost done, baby.” I eased off the undershirt which had been beneath her thermal shirt, and Ozzi slid off the elf leggings which had been under her red long johns.
All she had left on was a light blue bra and panty set which were decorated with delicate lacy snowflakes.
With her golden blonde hair spread like a halo under her, she was the winter angel that I definitely wanted topping my tree.
“Please,” Lyla begged, running a hand up the front of my thigh to my aching bulge. Her panties were soaked with slick and her heady perfume was luring my beast from its cave. “I need your cocks.”
I couldn’t help my smile as I threw off my coat and sweater. She was so fucking sexy. “That’s right. You want Alpha cock, don’t you, gorgeous? Tell me how badly you need it.”
“I’m going to wait downstairs…” Ozzi turned toward the door, but as fast as a viper, Lyla struck and nabbed the back of his coat.
“Stay. Kiss me.” She was on her hands and knees, tits nearly falling out of her bra and tight little ass in the air. How could any man resist this Omega?
“I can’t.” Ozzi gently plucked her hand from him. She whimpered and tried to grab his hand. “Lyla…”
I rid myself of my undershirt and undid the top of my pants. “Give her what she wants, man. I mean, I’m happy to keep her all to myself.” I gave her rear a light spank and she mewled in the hottest of ways. “Don’t let your family control your life. I know you want her just as much as I do.”
Ozzi had stopped trying to pull himself free of her grip, and she brought his hand to her mouth to kiss over his knuckles then to lick and suckle his fingers. Fuck. I was done waiting.
I ran my hands down her body. From her slender shoulders along her back, popping open her bra as my fingers sailed by. Then down to her cute panties. I traced along the edges and teased my thumbs over her hot mound. She gasped and pushed her bottom toward me.
I kneaded her ass and leaned down to kiss along her back. “You’re so sexy, baby. I can’t get enough of you.”
She quivered under me, leaning back to one side toward my body. Every tiny noise, every tightening of muscles, and every shiver of anticipation, she was perfect. She was made for me.
I glanced at Ozzi who was hypnotized by her oral ministrations with his hand. She was made for both of us.
A complete pack. I wanted it so bad.
“Come on, Oz. Taste her. Let her taste you.” I nudged off her bra the rest of the way to grope one of her tits. Just a bit more than a handful, firm yet soft. The hard nipple poked against the palm of my hand. “How do you know this wasn’t meant to be if you don’t try?”
I didn’t know if my words were having any effect, but Lyla was doing a terrific job herself of making him lose his mind. Ozzi needed to let go of his stuffy sense of duty and rigid logic or else he’d end up in a loveless marriage to a snotty little Greek brat who only had the right bloodline.
“Ozzi, I need you. It hurts so much.” Lyla’s breathy voice nearly made me explode in my boxers. She curled her fingers around his belt and attempted to yank it open.
“Fuck, astéri mou. Just this once.” He bent forward and cupped her chin, kissing her with a passion that contained nothing of reason.
Smirking, I slid off Lyla’s panties and licked my lips to see her hot little pussy framed between her legs. I dropped her underwear in the pile with her other clothes and kissed down over her ass, giving her a mock bite. Her small cry was muffled against Ozzi’s mouth.
Bite her. Mark her. Claim her!
Never let her go.
A growl thundered in my chest. Fucking hell, I wanted to make her ours. I’d never let her out of my sight. And when I couldn’t be there, I’d lock her in a house no one could ever get inside but our pack. She was too precious, too…
Damn me. This was my overwhelming Alpha instinct which caused my ex to run away. Aurora saw my beast and escaped. The girl was smart for doing so.
Now I had to be smart. I wanted Ozzi to lose his sense of reason, but I had to keep it. No smothering, no caging of the beautiful bird, despite everything in me that wanted to do so all in the name of taking care of her and keeping her safe.
Ozzi and Lyla were still kissing. His free hand groped her breasts as she dipped hers into his pants. He groaned, low in his throat, and she shuddered with it.
She had her treat there, and I would take mine.
I climbed onto the table behind her. It was old and made with thick chestnut wood, solid enough to hold us. It didn’t even wobble.
Bending sideways, I lifted one of her legs to expose her wet cunt.
Her thighs shone with slick, and the feminine scent of her from her core pushed my arousal through the roof.
I dove right in, licking and sucking all her delicious bits.
I may have just feasted upon her that morning, but I could never tire of her.
Lyla mewled, squirming and pressing against my hungry mouth. I showed her no mercy and went right for her rosy clit. Sucking it hard, I gave her rear another smack before I freed my cock.
I stroked myself as I nibbled on her, loving the way her body responded to me. She was ready, so ready, to be filled with my knot. Fuck, I wanted to do so with every fiber of my being.
Knot her, claim her!
Snarling at myself, I straightened to kneel behind her. I rubbed her sweet ass and took the head of my dick to slide up and down her slit.
One thrust. That was all it would take.
Then she’d be ours forever.
No. Virgin. This wasn’t how it should happen for her. Lyla was a queen. She deserved to be pampered in luxury the moment she gave herself over.
Self control sucked!
I eased my thumb into her tight pussy as I circled her clit with my fingers. She rocked against my hand and soaked my forearm with her slick.
Glancing up, Lyla had pushed Ozzi’s pants open and engulfed his erection with her mouth.
She gobbled it, sucking it into her mouth, trying to take it all in but gagging at its length.
Ozzi had gathered her hair into one hand and held it back and up out of her face.
His eyes fluttered as he murmured encouragement under his breath.
One thrust. It would be so easy.
I stroked her harder, faster, and with my other hand, I jerked my cock between the rounded cheeks of her ass. My hips pumped with the rhythm. My dick was so close to her pussy. Just a little change of angle and it would drive home where it belonged.
Lyla deserved better.
Her body shook, a sign she was near orgasm.
My balls drew up, imagining I was deep inside of her. Her inner muscles clutched at my digit.
Ozzi cried out and threw back his head. Lyla’s cheeks worked as she drank back his cum and then broke her seal around his shaft to scream with her climax. The room filled with the sound of her pleasure.
One thrust to take her to new heights, to lock my knot in her.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” I cursed and then roared as my cock exploded. Thick ropes of cum erupted from my bulbous head and splattered over her butt and lower back as I continued to stroke my dick.
When the last drop fell, I curled myself over her from behind and kissed across her shoulder and the back of her neck. Ozzi crouched down and placed kisses over her whole face as she went limp between us. Her body was still hot, but not feverish. We’d saved our Omega from suffering.
I hadn’t knotted her or claimed her, but inside, I still called her ours. She belonged to us. I didn’t know how long I’d be able to hold myself back from that one thrust, but I managed to do it this round.
One step at a time. That’s all we could do.
But fuck, I didn’t know how many more steps I could take before I would lose control and the beast claimed what was his.