Slickless
Chapter twenty-three
Iwas a broken omega. Even with a nearly naked, stunning speciman of a man standing over me, my body didn't slick. I heated up and my core throbbed, but I didn't produce the one thing I needed to really have great sex. For the alphas to really enjoy me.
"Stop overthinking," Dean said, repeating my words from earlier.
He was on his knees in front of me, wearing only his black boxer briefs, his erection poking out the waistband. Every inch of him was perfect. Bronzed skin over defined muscles, strong legs, sculptured chest… I wanted to lick every inch of him.
Before I could lean in to do just that, Dean grabbed my shirt by the lower edge. "Arms up."
He peeled my shirt up and over my head, leaving me naked from the waist up, since I hadn't put on a bra this morning.
Dean's eyes went straight to my breasts. He dropped the shirt on the floor and both hands cupped my breasts, thumbs strumming over my nipples in a way that would normaly have me soaking wet with slick.
It still felt amazing. I arched back, pressing my breasts harder into his hands and he bent to take a nipple in his mouth. His tongue swirled around the tightening nub and then his teeth scraped over my tender fles.
"Is that okay?" Dean asked.
"Can't you feel me through the bond?" I sent as much pleasure as possible through the bond and he chuckled.
"Point taken. Lie back."
He pulled off my yoga pants and underwear, leaving me stark naked on his bed. "Fuck, you're beautiful."
When I looked down at him, Dean was kneeling between my legs, his eyes scanning my body. He ran his hands up my legs to my belly and spread them there, warm and curious. Rough thumbs rubbed over my skin, soothing and exciting me at the same time.
Finally, he slid his hands lower, spreading my thighs. "May I taste you here?"
"Of course." He hadn't asked permission for anything else, so it seemed odd he was asking now.
A moment later, he was belly down on the bed, his mouth closing around my lips and I was jerking in surprise.
He felt so good. His tongue slid up my slit, teasing me before he reached my clit.
There, he tried all kinds of methods of teasing me, from short soft taps of his tongue to swirls and then sucking hard.
When I reacted to something, he immediately added it more often. He was literally learning to play my body in real time.
I'd always been sensitive, but Dean had a way of bringing me to the edge faster than I'd ever felt. He pulled my first orgasm from me so quickly, it shocked even me.
He lifted his head and smiled at me, saliva coating his face. "You taste amazing."
"But no slick," I said sadly.
"That's alright. I have lube."
Dean leaned over me to pull open a nightstand drawer and produced three tubes of lube. "What flavor do you want?"
"Are we eating it?"
"No, but it will add to the scents of the room. I have chocolate, cherry, and unscented."
"Unscented."
He tossed the other two back and squirted a bit of lube onto his fingers before pressing two long fingers inside me, smoothing any possible fears I had about being hurt by what I could tell was a sizeable dick in his shorts.
He repeated this a few times, making me feel like I really did produce slick still.
When I started to roll onto my stomach to present for him, Dean caught me with a curious look.
"Where are you going?"
"I was going to present."
"I want to look you in the eyes when I'm inside you for the first time."
Well, I wasn't about to complain about that. My legs opened even more as he pushed down his underwear, letting a rather girthy cock spring out. He coated his dick in lube, too before pressing against my opening.
"Tell me if it hurts or if you need more lubrication," he ordered.
"I will." My hands went to his shoulders, gripping him as he entered me, stretching me to the limits.
I gasped when his cock head popped through. Now he was free to press all the way in and I was shocked when his pelvis hit mine. I could take the whole thing. And it felt amazing.
"I'm not going to last long." Dean's voice was strangled.
He started to move, slowly at first, then faster when he felt my pleasure through the bond.
I could feel how great he felt, too and the dual sensations brought us both higher.
With every stroke, he was easing me closer to an explosive orgasm, I could tell.
"You feel so good," I whispered to him. "Can you go faster?"
"Oh, yeah, but I'll warn you, it's going to be over faster then."
"Please," I begged, so close to finishing.
Dean didn't hesitate. He started snapping his hips harder and faster, his knot thumping against my clit as he hooked my knees over his arms. It was just what I needed.
I held in the scream that threatened to escape, but I couldn't stop my eyes from rolling back in my head. My inner muscles clenched around Dean as he let go with a roar. His hot cream pumped into me in bursts that were so strong, I could feel them even through my own spasms of pleasure.
As we both came down, I opened my eyes to see him gazing down at me in wonder. His gray eyes were so calm and through the bond, I could feel his happiness.
"You are fucking amazing, Olivia."
I smiled tiredly and reached for him. My alpha carefully turned us so I was lying atop him, his semi-hard cock still inside me. Our scents blended into a a lemonade campfire that seemed exactly right. This was what a bond was supposed to be like. This was how an alpha was supposed to treat me.
Nuzzled into his warm chest, I didn't mean to, but I fell asleep. My body was still worn down and weak and Dean made the perfect bed. In his warm arms, I actually felt safe.
***
I woke to something slamming into the door over and over again. Dean was still there, but he had eased me onto the bed and was sitting up now, a guilty look on his face.
"MATE!" Vale roared outside the bedroom.
"He can smell us," Dean said sadly. "It sent him into feral mode again."
"I'll go out and calm him," I said, sliding out of the bed.
"No, don't. It's worse this time. Listen to his voice," Dean said, his voice cracking.
Vale bellowed again, "MATE! Claim mate!"
Dean was right, there was a new quality to Vale's voice. He was more beast than anything else right now. But that didn't mean he wouldn't calm with me.
I walked to the door, putting a hand on it. The wood shuuddered as he slammed into it again.
"Vale," I called. "Can you hear me, Vale?"
"MATE!"
"Yes, I'm your mate, but you're scaring me. Stop breaking the door down."
Another shudder as he threw himself against it.
"Vale!" I snapped. "That's enough! I can't come out if you're going to hurt me."
"Mate," he said, a little quieter, the beastly scratch still there. But I heard him scratch gently at the door, no longer hitting it. "Mate. Claim."
"You can't come out here, he'll do exactly what Dean did," Kienan called. "He's too strong for us like this."
"Mate," Vale whined.
"I'm here, Vale. Your mate is right here. Look down."
I pulled the chair away from the door and crouched, sliding my fingers under the door. A moment later, I felt him touch my fingertips and keen. Then a soft wet something swept over me. He was licking my fingers.
"Vale, can you calm down so I can come out?"
"Out." He continued to lick my fingers, but he wasn't biting.
"I'm coming out," I told him.
"No, Olivia!" Dean grabbed my shoulders, pulling me back.
Vale heard him and slammed into the door again.
"Shit, he's gone again," Zephyr said.
There were sounds of struggle outside and then thuds.
"Fuck!" Zephyr roared. "Vale, you're hurting us!"
"Stop," Kienan barked, but I still heard Vale snarling and hitting the door.
"This is ridiculous." I twisted away from Dean and unlocked the door, throwing it open.
Vale was just about to throw himself against the wood again when I opened the door and instead, he barreled straight into me and Dean, taking all three of us to the floor.
I was pinned between Dean, who lay under me, and Vale, who had fallen on top of me. His eyes, out of focus and glazed, locked in on me and he leaned down, licking straight up my face. Then he sniffed and growled.
"Dean claimed mate."
"He did. But I can have more mates," I told him calmly.
It was then that it occured to me that I was still naked. Something that didn't get past Vale.
His eyes hungrily roamed down my body, his lip curling at the bandage on my shoulder. Then he reached between us, his fingers finding my pussy and dipping, feeling Dean's cum. He pulled his fingers out and licked them, snarling.
"Don't, Vale, don't hurt her." Dean wriggled under me.
"Shh, it's okay. Dean, just try to relax." I patted his arm. "He's not going to hurt me. Right, Vale?"
"No." His eyes softened slightly.
Vale shifted, reaching down to free his cock and I felt him notch it into place. "My mate."
He entered easily, since he was not as wide as Dean, but as he slid into me, I could feel texture. His piercings, I realized. They added a new sensation that immediately set my nerves tingling. How many times could I come in a day, when not in heat?
"Is he… ?" Dean shifted under me.
"He's inside me," I groaned.
"Are you okay, Olivia? Should we pull him off?" Kienan asked, peering through the doorway.
"No, I'm good." I trusted Vale. He was the one who had pulled me away that first day and built me a nest. Even now, in the most feral state yet, he was easing himself in and out, watching my face for any sign of discomfort.
"Harder," I whimpered.
His eyes darkened and he started to thrust harder, his piercings rubbing just the right spots.
I tipped over the edge before I knew it, stiffening and panting, while Vale pounded away above me and Dean ran his hands up and down my sides from below.
It was so much stimulation that I wanted to cry and cum and explode all at once.
Vale let out a keening whine, pressing his knot against me. "Mate, mate, mate."
There was no way he could knot me. I wasn't in heat and had no slick. The lube had mostly worn off now. I was still comfortable enough, but there wasn't enough lubrication for him to actually get his knot inside me.
"No knot, Vale, I can't."
He grunted, pushing harder.
"Vale…"
"I've got it." Dean lifted my leg and reached down, wrapping his hand around Vale's knot and squeezing.
His method worked, because Vale stopped pushing and started to hump lightly as he exploded inside me. He groaned and pulsed.
Vale's teeth found my neck and I braced for intense pain, but he just scraped his teeth over my neck. When I started to relax, he bit. It was just enough to break the skin.
Pain was instantly overtaken by such intense feelings of pleasure and love that I went limp at the overwhelm.
"Mate, bite me back," Vale whispered, licking over the wound. He tilted his head to the side, baring his neck to me.
I didn't hestitate, I sank my own teeth into his skin, his warm blood welling up to fill my mouth. A full bond that made both of us jerk as our bodies climaxed together unexpectedly. I was shaking when I came down this time.
"You can let go of my dick, Dean," Vale muttered, shifting his weight slightly.
Dean chuckled. "Good to have you back."