10. Jonah
Chapter 10
Jonah
Mack and Cole go in the bathroom, likely Cole is giving him a rundown of what he found downstairs.
I know I told Cole I would be good and not do anything insane, but that would be a lie. I knew what this meant for me the moment Cole called, saying he found a pretty Omega that needed our help.
She was going to be ours.
I’m not above devious behavior to make that happen. Especially now that I’ve gotten little glimpses of Shiloh. I know it’s crazy to have these feelings so fast, to be this determined without having a real conversation. But I know you don’t need all that to know when someone is the one.
Two of my dads knew my mom was the one after just meeting her. It must be in my DNA.
Shiloh’s head is in my lap, her hand gripping my thigh as I play with her hair. The long strands are smooth as I scratch her scalp and twirl the ends in my fingers.
“Are you tired, princess?” I ask her.
She nods in my lap, and I continue playing with her hair. I glance at the bathroom door, knowing it’s a risk, but fuck it.
Omegas in heat are about as honest as people can get.
“Do you still want your old pack? We could call them?”
She jolts up quickly, her large brown eyes pleading with mine and filling with tears as she shakes her head.
“Good. Cause you’re ours for this heat. For more if you’re interested,” I say, not caring that Cole or Mack think this is too much to talk about right now.
Shiloh smiles, her hands exploring my chest and jaw.
“You like that idea?”
She responds by pressing her face against the side of mine, rubbing her sweet lemony scent all over me.
“I do too. I’m not sure what Cole's loud mouth said about me, but I promise you I’m not some Alpha slut.”
She pauses, scent marking me, and pulls back again. I know she hears everything I’m saying, that she understands to some degree and I just need it off my chest before I give her this piece of me.
“I’ve set up a lot of dates with Omegas, knowing our pack needed one. I realize now that I was going all about it wrong. This isn’t something you can force, but with you…I don’t know, it feels like fate.”
She seems unsure, and maybe it’s the mention of other Omegas.
“Only dates, Shiloh, nothing else. You’d be my first,” I tell her, swallowing thickly. “I wanted the first Omega I knotted to be the one.”
She glances over her shoulder at the bathroom door before glancing back at me. Clearly Mack must have told her he never knotted someone before, too.
“I’m not telling you this to make you feel like you’re obligated?—”
She cuts me off, gripping my face and crashing her lips to mine. The kiss is messy and lacks any finesse. I grip her ass, shifting her on my lap. She’s completely naked except for the blanket wrapped around her.
Her tongue moves against mine as her fingers tangle with my hair, holding me where she wants me. With shaky hands, I slide them under the blanket, touching her feverish, smooth skin.
“God, princess, I’m going to show you how you should be treated,” I tell her and she moans.
Her lips kiss up my throat as she sucks on my flesh. I know she’s going to leave a mark and I love it.
“Putting a mark on me already, Shiloh?” I joke and she grabs my chin, forcing me to look at her face.
She swallows, pressing her own neck against my lips.
I start at the base her collarbone, licking a stripe of her skin, not caring that she smells like Cole or Mack. Somehow, with all our scents on her, she smells perfect.
I suck in the flesh of her skin, making sure I don’t use any teeth.
“No bonding in the facility,” a voice says over the intercom.
Shiloh holds the back of my head against her neck, not giving a shit.
“Pull away from the Omega now, or we will have to intervene.”
Shiloh holds me even closer to her neck, gripping me like a lifeline. Mack comes out of the bathroom and shakes his head.
“Five minutes, Jonah, and you’re already getting fucking yelled at.”
I let go of Shiloh for a moment to give him the middle finger, and he retaliates by grabbing my hair and tugging my face back. Shiloh gives him a shitty look, and he stares at her.
“He was just giving her a hickey,” Mack shouts at the mirror, and the moderator doesn’t reply.
Mack lets out a frustrated breath and pets down Shiloh’s hair.
“Be good or else they’ll kick him out,” he tells her, which seems to make sense to her, but she rolls her eyes regardless and plops her body against my chest, grabbing my dick through my pants and squeezing.
“Holy shit,” I hiss and Mack steps back, moving to go sit on one of the available couches.
“Might not be able to bite you anytime soon, princess. But I can fill you with my knot and cum.”
She moans as I shift a hand between her legs. She’s bare and covered in slick from all her earlier activities with Cole and Mack.
I move my fingers in the sticky mess, loving how wet she is. Yeah, I’m not going to survive this if she isn’t ready to pursue anything further. I’ve just got to get her to like me enough that she’ll give us a chance.
Her skin is so hot as I press my fingers inside of her, a gushing mess of cum slips down my hand at the motion and we both make noises of pleasure at the same time.
“Do you need to be filled up again? Hmm? Let me make you feel good. I want to take care of you,” I tell her.
I leave out all the crazy shit, that we’ll take care of her in every sense of the word if she wants this. She’ll never need to worry financially or emotionally. It’s not just about providing your Omega with things, it’s also about security and giving yourself to them wholly with your time.
“Take your Alpha’s cock out,” I tell her.
She shivers at the words and they sound so fucking good, like everything I’ve ever wanted. Maybe I’m not thinking straight, maybe pheromones are making us all insane, but I don’t give a shit.
She does as she’s told, moving back so she can free me from my pants. Shiloh grabs my knot and looks down at the size of me, smiling. I expect her to shift her body and press me deep inside of her.
Instead, she sticks out her tongue, a trail of spit landing on the head of my dick. She uses her saliva as lubrication, jerking me as she stares at me.
Her hands explore me for a few moments, her movements uncoordinated as the blanket falls off her shoulders and she’s blessedly naked in front of me, while I’m fully dressed.
She holds me by the knot as she lines me up with her pussy and that’s when I lose control, grabbing her hips and tossing her on her back.
A whoosh of air leaves her lungs, but a wide grin takes over her face.
Laid out on the bed, she’s a devastatingly beautiful feast, one I plan on tasting every inch of. Her breasts are a solid handful with pert nipples. Her stomach is flat and her navel is pierced. I don’t know why, but I can’t help but to kiss down her body, licking the small piercing.
Her hands run through my hair as I push her thigh toward her chest, exposing her sweet little cunt.
I plan on feasting on her later, but the idea of having my knot in her warm, pink pussy is too much. Instead, I fist myself, sliding the head of my shaft in her wetness.
My eyes can’t look anywhere else as I watch my length sink deep inside of her, my knot just begging to be sucked in.
Her nails are digging into my forearms while I’m captivated by how good we look together.
“You’re gonna fucking destroy me,” I whisper, as I push in all the way.
Her cunt welcomes my knot like she was made for me, and a part of me truly believes that. We had to go through everything we have as a pack to get here, to get to her.
I strum my thumb against her clit while I rut her. It’s like any rational thought has escaped me as I fuck her like an animal.
It’s like I can’t get deep enough, even as my balls slap against her perfect ass. Each wet slap of me giving her my cock and knot has me a step closer to snapping.
My other hand slides up her body, stroking the spot on her neck where a soft bruise is forming.
She moans as my thumb presses against both tender spots in tandem.
“Show me how good of an Omega you can be for me. Come on your Alpha’s knot,” I tell her.
Shiloh looks at me like I’m not real, like those words mean more to her than I understand. Her cunt clenches around my knot and pathetic whimpers fall out of my mouth as my hips snap, giving her every last inch I have.
Her head falls back as she moans out her pleasure, her nails digging into my skin as my knot swells and I come with a loud rasp.
I look down at where we’re connected, loving where I have her stretched around me, before nearly collapsing on top of her and holding her tightly.
“Don’t crush her,” Cole says, and my head snaps up.
When the fuck did he come back into the room?
“She’s fine. Aren’t you, princess?” I ask, pushing back her hair. My palm nearly takes up her whole face.
She nods her head. Her eyes are heavy with sleep and pleasure. I move my thigh and we both moan with the shift of my knot inside of her, and I do it again. It’s nearly too much, but I don’t care.
“Think you can give me one more before you get some sleep?” I ask.
She bites her lip, but looks at me like she trusts me.
I spread her pussy lips with two fingers and use the other to play with her clit while my knot is still swollen.
This time I watch her face, taking in every moment of ecstasy. It’s heady and I decide right then and there.
I’m keeping her. She doesn’t have a choice.
Like she can hear my thoughts, she orgasms. I smile, shifting back on the bed and clutching her close.
There’s no way I’m alone feeling this way, heat fog or not.
Shiloh falls asleep with me inside of her and I think I like the idea of her warming my cock every night with her sweet pussy for the rest of my life.