Chapter 17 #2
The look of horror on Cal’s face made me giggle, but then he breathed in harshly. A growl came from him and then his tongue darted out and licked Avery from knot to tip.
My mouth fell open and my legs threatened to do the same.
“What the actual fuck are you doing?” Avery was frozen against the wall, but he hadn’t made any movement to stop Cal from doing it again.
Cal’s head turned toward me with such speed that it was like he was possessed and about to spew pea soup. He licked his lips and then he crawled to me so fast I didn’t have time to scramble out of Tate’s lap before he yanked the blankets off me.
My eyes went wide and my stomach fluttered with anticipation. His eyes were wild, and his growl was low and dominant. This was what they had feared Avery would do, but I wasn’t scared. I was getting slick with need.
“Cal!” Alvaro struggled to get up as the bus made us all lean to one side. “Stop right now.”
“Need you.” Cal tried to grab me around the waist, but Avery was there, tugging him back by the shoulder. “Let me go, asshole!”
“Calm the fuck down.” Avery tried to pull him up by the arm, but Cal wouldn’t budge. “You can’t be with her like this.”
“It’s okay, he just-”
“No, Kara.” Alvaro finally rolled off the chair onto his hands and knees before standing. Those gaming chairs were awfully complicated to get up from unless you were nimble.
Cal went for Avery’s dick again, but this time, it wasn’t to lick it. He was trying to punch it.
Alvaro growled. “Cal, get up.” His bark was lethal, and a jolt of excitement went down my spine.
Cal growled right back but got to his feet. Alvaro and Avery grabbed him by the arms and forced him out of the room.
“This is all my fault. You guys weren’t ready for me to be in heat. Not like this. Not when the stakes are so high.” I tried getting out of Tate’s lap, but he held onto my waist even tighter.
I was butt-ass naked in an alpha’s lap and already horny again. This wasn’t going to end any other way than with orgasms and hopefully another knot.
“Not your fault. Cal is a very emotional person, and he tries to hide it so much that sometimes the lid explodes off.” Tate ran a finger across my collarbone and my skin heated more than it already was. “Are you okay?”
“Yes. I just don’t want to cause fighting.” I lay my head on his shoulder as his finger trailed down between my breasts. “What do you think you’re doing?”
“Showing a lot of self-restraint right now.” He ghosted his fingers over my stomach and then put his hand on my thigh, his thumb barely brushing the skin next to my slit. “Are you hurting?”
It was cute he was trying to ask me if he could have me in a roundabout way. “Touch me, Tate.”
He groaned, his mouth going for the closest nipple and his hand pushing my thighs apart. I was sideways on his lap, which wasn’t the best position, but his other hand was clamped around my waist, preventing me from moving.
My hand ran over his short hair, the sensation making me shiver. He ran his finger up and down my slit, teasing me and spreading my slick along my lips. It was driving me crazy, and I moved my leg to give him better access and an invitation.
He sucked hard on my nipple before releasing it with a pop, his other hand finally releasing my waist. I thought he was going to show some attention to the other nipple, but instead, he grabbed the two French braids Anya had done and pulled my head back and to the side, baring my neck to him.
“You are so damn beautiful.” He licked a line from my ear down and then sucked the sensitive skin at the same time he ran his finger through my folds up to my clit. “Mmm... you just got even slicker for me, baby. Do you like that?”
He pulled his finger away and barely touched my slit as he ran it back down to just below my entrance. It was both maddening and felt so good at the same time.
“Feels good,” I breathed as he sucked my neck again and stroked two fingers up to my clit. “Don’t stop.”
“Wasn’t planning on it.” He gently circled his two fingers with my clit between them, and heat and wetness flooded my core. “That’s a good girl. Get nice and wet for me.”
He repeated the same thing with his fingers and used my braids to move my head so he could kiss me. Only, he didn’t kiss me. He ran his tongue over the seam of my lips just like he was doing to my pussy.
I whimpered, rolling my hips to urge him to stop teasing me. I could hear how wet I was, but he continued taunting me and making my poor omega body suffer through his ministrations.
After what felt like decades, he plunged two fingers into me, taking my lips in a full kiss to capture my cry of pleasure. He was way too skilled at driving me crazy.
He hooked his fingers and hit the sensitive spot inside me that had my orgasm crashing into me so quickly and suddenly that I didn’t know what was happening.
One second the sweet pinch of need was overtaking my every thought, the next I was coming like I never had before, the pressure of it making me feel like I was peeing.
Only I wasn’t.
My scent filled the space around us, and my legs and stomach trembled as the wetness just kept coming. I didn’t know whether to be embarrassed or turned on even more that he’d made me squirt.
He broke our kiss, his fingers leaving me empty and wanting something else to fill me. “You’re drenched.” He cupped my sex, rubbing his palm right over my clit and sending lightning bolts of pleasure through me. “This is all mine. Every last drop is going to be on my tongue or my cock.”
I nodded because I’d forgotten how to speak.
He lifted me out of his lap and then set me on the couch. Kneeling between my legs, he started at my knee and licked a line up to my thighs.
“Tate...”
I was surprised no one had interrupted us yet, but when I looked, the door had been closed at some point between dragging Cal out and now. I should check on him...
“Eyes on me,” he barked. “When we’re together, I don’t want you thinking of them.”
My mouth opened, but once again, he left me speechless. His lips turned up into the cockiest grin I’d ever seen.
He lowered his face to my cunt, running his tongue from my entrance to my clit. He groaned as he licked and sucked.
“I’m going to come.” I arched my back and tried to find something to grab onto on the leather cushions. “Tate! Oh, yes. Right there.” I was sure if there was a pussy fingering and eating contest, he would win first place.
But I needed him inside me. I wanted his cock filling me and his knot locking us together.
He lifted his head, his face covered in my juices. Fuck, that was hot. “Do you think you’re ready for my cock?”
“Yes.” I cupped my breasts, running my thumbs over my nipples. “Please, Alpha. Give me your knot.”
He stood and began undressing. I wanted him so bad I was starting to hurt for him. I moved one of my hands down and he paused undoing his pants.
I barely had my hand between my legs when he grabbed me, flipped me, pushed my chest onto the couch, and positioned himself behind me.
“I didn’t say you could touch what was mine.” He unzipped his pants. “Don’t move.”
“Okay.” I was shaking from anticipation, and I spread my knees wider and wiggled my butt to tease him.
“Fuck me,” he muttered, the sound of his clothes falling to the floor building my anticipation even more.
I’d never imagined it would be like this. Yes, I knew there would be lots and lots of sex during my heat, but the foreplay was unexpected. His restraint not to take me as soon as the others left the room was impressive.
But everyone had their limits, and Tate’s was me reaching between my legs again.
I’d made a few circles around my clit when the head of his cock pressed against my entrance, and when I pushed back, he sheathed himself in one powerful thrust.
We both made strangled noises. I didn’t know what his was for, but mine was to stop myself from screaming.
The stretch was so good, and he hit me so deep that if he were any bigger, he would have been too big. His cock was made for me.
He took hold of my hips as he slid in and out, his pace infuriatingly slow and torturous. “Can you hear how wet you are?”
My face burned, and I nodded, my head resting on my arm.
“Let me hear you say it.” He wrapped his hand around my braids near my scalp and pulled.
I pushed myself up the rest of the way, his chest against my back. “I hear it.”
“What do you hear?” He let my hair go and kissed along my shoulder as he moved his hand to my clit.
I whimpered, my brain turning to mush. “I hear... your cock sliding in and out of me.”
“It’s my new favorite sound.” He picked up his pace, and I couldn’t stop the sounds that came from my mouth.
He groaned and sighed in my ear as the spring was compressed more and more until it finally released, sending me straight into the atmosphere.
“Going to knot.” He gasped as his knot expanded and filled me, along with his cum.
I saw stars and started to fall forward, but he locked an arm around me to hold me in place as the pleasure settled in my core.
Somehow, we moved to a spooning position on a mattress, and I yawned, wrapping my arms around Tate’s arms as he held me.
“That was... how? How was that so good?” What would sex with him be like when he wasn’t trying to be gentle? I could tell he was holding himself back.
“Have to be at my best for my omega.” He kissed my shoulder. “It’s late and you should get some sleep. Your heat just started and it’s going to be a long few days. I’ll clean you up when my knot deflates.”
“With your tongue?”
He chuckled and nipped my ear. “Not tonight. Sleep.”
There were so many things on my mind about how this was going to work with them having tour obligations and what was going to happen with Cal and Avery, but I fell asleep faster than I had in a long time.
I was finally with my pack, and if I had any say, I’d never leave their sides.