Chapter 23 Life Flight #2
I chuckle and then pull her tight into me, pushing my partial erection (I know) onto her ass. She burrows down, rubbing her head under my chin, and her ass against my cock.
“Better,” she amends her first answer. I smile and breathe her in. Her vanilla scent is faint. “Why are you doing this? Does it make you hate me?”
Her words cause me to short-circuit.
“I don’t hate you.” I suck in a breath and add, “I could never hate you.”
I have this desire to lick her. And if I know anything about alpha/omega pairings, it’s that you can run entirely on instinct, and it usually works out.
So, I do. I push her forward so I can lick her spine and shoulders.
It makes my purring louder, and she’s responding with all sorts of great noises.
I must hit a really good spot because she sucks in a breath and her legs dance.
I do it again, just to see if I imagined it, but sure thing her legs dance, but this time she throws her head back.
“Please, Sabbies,” she breathes.
“You want me to touch you?”
“Touch my pussy,” she clarifies. The bold part of me takes over, and I glide my hand over her ass to her front and then push my middle finger into her pussy.
I need to see how wet she is. She’s panting as I feel nothing but smooth, wet slick.
I lick her back again, and she clamps her thighs together, trapping my hand.
I growl. “Open your legs, Omega.”
I get both my arms under her and pull her on top of me. She’s facing the low ceiling, and my knees help open her up.
“Please,” she says. “Please.”
“Please, what, little omega?”
“Make me feel good, Sabbies.”
That I can do. I wrap my arms around her body to hold her still, and my hard cock is well between her legs and nowhere near her pussy.
Instead, I use my finger to spread her lips apart and then sink my finger into her warmth.
Her face is right near mine, so every reaction she has, I can feel, taste, hear, and smell.
Her hands are on my forearm, holding on for dear life.
I kiss her ear and then whisper, “Use these hands to stop me if you need a break.”
She nods between her panting and whimpering.
I dive two fingers into her pussy all the way in and hook them so I stroke her inner walls. She screams out in pleasure, and I drown in the sound. Her feet push down on my knees, and I hold my legs stiff so she can use them however she needs.
With her mouth hanging open like that, I can’t help myself. With my other hand, I hold her jaw and then press my thumb down onto her tongue. She groans in pleasure. I add a third finger to her pussy, and I don’t take it slow.
My girl needs this.
Three fingers pump inside her, and the heel of my hand grinds down onto her clit.
She comes, and it’s the most beautiful thing to hold a woman, so in her pleasure, as she comes for you.
But I don’t slow down. I continue to fuck her with my fingers and hold her as tightly as possible.
Tears run down her cheeks, and I lick them up as fast as they fall.
I wring another climax out of her. I want a third.
I want more, and she wants just as much.
Her fingernails dig into my forearm, but I don’t stop.
I let her mouth go so I can pinch and pull her nipples.
She doesn’t hold back on telling me how much she wants this, too.
I continue to pump, pinch, and lick—earning me a third orgasm from my beautiful omega.
Why haven’t we been doing this the whole time? I was a fool to leave her to Shadow and Jake. She’s mine. She’s been mine the whole time. Fuck me. I ease my fingers out to give her a break, but it won’t be for long. I want to show her exactly what it means to be mine.
I put her on her side, but she’s still on top of me, so she can curl into a little ball. I don’t ever stop touching her.
She whispers, like she’s admitting a secret, “Jake asked me to be his. Not yours or Shadow’s. Just his. Is that because you didn’t want me?”
Her body temperature drops slightly. I rub her arm more fervently. “He didn’t say anything to us, Ondine. He didn’t ask. But if he did, I’d tell him you’re already mine.”
And it rings true. I only say what I know to be true.
She’s mine. I scrape my sharp alpha teeth over her skin.
Her scent finally perfumes a little bit, so it’s not just vanilla, but that cool, creamy note that makes my mouth water.
I do it again, pressing my sharp teeth into her skin, just enough to feel how sharp they are, and I have to hold her still.
“I need you to listen. I know Jake likes to fuck you in his office, and I love being part of that. But let me tell you what I want. I want to hold your hand. I want to laugh with you. I want to court you.” I kiss her shoulders and neck.
“You are too good for me or my pack. I’ll do my best to make it worth it to be with me, Ondine. I’ll make it worth it.”
Our skin feels like one flesh. Our breaths are totally in sync now. She’s mine. And she’s going to be ok.
There’s a knock at the door. I can’t let her go. I can’t leave her. But I have to.
I decide right there that I’m always going to take care of her. She’ll never get this way again.
I detach myself from her reluctantly and throw some blankets over top of her. She burrows into them. I race to the front door and yank it open quickly. Jake and Freddie come barreling in. They are holding blankets and sheets in their arms, probably brought from the suite.
Freddie looks right at my dick. Then raises his eyebrows.
“Where is she?” Jake asks.
“The nest.” I lead them to her. Jake undresses immediately.
We enter the dark, low-ceiling room of the nest. Three alphas and one very sick omega.
Freddie has blood on his face. He’s just like Shadow.
These fucking brothers. I stand with my hands on my hips.
Observing as Jake gets completely nude and pulls the blankets off Ondine.
He growls, and his chest starts to emit a loud purring noise. “Ondine, baby, I’m here. I’m here. What happened?”
He pulls her out of her fetal position and makes her face him. “Jake, I don’t feel well.”
“I know, baby. Did Sabbies help?”
“He cleaned up my throw up,” she tells him with her sweet voice, and my body shudders. “He kissed me.”
We did more than that, and I can tell she wants to say it out loud, but she just can’t get it out.
Jake turns to me and says, “She needs us to lie with her, skin-to-skin, and purr if we can. And we need to tell her how much we need her.” I know this.
All of her filters are down. We have to be open with her.
If she were in a clinic, they’d sedate her and do scent therapy.
It’s not as effective as a pack of alphas doing exposure therapy.
“And absolutely no biting. If we were to bond her right now, it would be unstable.”
He doesn’t need to tell me.
“Freddie, you aren’t invited. Get out there and make sure everything is ok. Take our phones.”
“Got it,” he agrees quickly. I look at him to search for any hint that he’s not fully invested. He seems like he’s taking this seriously.
I turn back to Ondine and Jake. They pull me without me even asking.
There’s this hazy cloud of lust all around us, and my hindbrain takes over.
The three of us are familiar with each other.
And both Jake and I know to focus on the omega.
So it’s easy. It’s easy to pull her between us and get her riled up further and further.
My fingers on her nipples, his on her clit.
His mouth is on her neck, and she and I are making out.
Jake directs me to where I need to be to enter her.
“More,” she moans over my lips. “More, please. I need more.”
Jake asks, “You want us both in your pussy, greedy omega?”
She nods her head and then wraps her arms around my neck. Jake pushes us together and back. I widen my legs so he can get closer. He’s going to fuck her with me inside. I hold her close and tighten my grip so she stays still.
Jake continues to push Ondine into me as he aligns our dicks together. I pick Ondine up and glide her up and down my cock. It only takes a few tries before she’s wrapped around my entire cock and the tip of Jake’s.
She rests her head on my shoulder and sucks on my neck. This is amazing. This is perfect. She’s moaning into my skin how much she agrees that the sensation is out of control good.
I hold her still again, and Jake starts pumping in and out slowly, getting further and further into her every time.
“So tight,” he says to us.
So fucking tight. Fucking fuck fuck. I hold all my muscles still so I don’t accidentally come too soon. We gotta get her to come like this. With both our cocks inside her. But all I can do is hold her tight. She’s panting into my neck, and her body is shaking. She’s also saying, “Yes, yes, yes.”
Jake is fully seated inside her. We both are. Minus our knots. I have never felt a sensation like this. It feels like a joining. I can feel both of our pulses against me.
“Ondine,” Jake stutters, barely holding it together. “You come first, Ondine. Then Sabbies and I. Then we will push our knots into you.”
I feel Jake’s hand between us as he gets to her clit.
I adjust to give him room, but the sensation is too much.
Jake is still pumping in and out as he pinches Ondine’s clit.
He rubs it quickly in tight little circles.
How on earth am I going to hold it together?
I breathe in deep, but all I smell is that birthday cake, vanilla ice cream smell along with my own orange scent. We smell fucking amazing together.
Ondine bucks between us as Jake brings her to climax. That’s it, that’s what I need to let go. I’m coming, too. Jake is still fucking us, but now it’s messy and wet and incredible.
My heart pinches, and my leg cramps as nirvana is reached. I shout as I come.
Ondine pulls her head back and also screams her pleasure. I watch as she tilts her head back down to make direct eye contact. God, she’s so beautiful. The prettiest I’ve ever seen. “You’re so incredible. You take us so well. Oh my god, Ondine, you were made for us.”
Her eyes dart to the side and stay there. A shy smile builds on her face. I turn to see what she’s looking at, and I nearly swallow my tongue.
Freddie never left the room.
As my sex addled brain tries to figure out what I’m looking at, Jake comes. He holds onto Ondine and I tightly. Bruising us both, no doubt. Ondine is still smiling.
Freddie looks feral. I should have made sure he left, but everything happened too fast. I pull out of Ondine as Jake pushes his growing knot into her.
My knot is also growing, but I won’t knot her.
I have to get Freddie out of here. He can go into a feral rage.
I kiss the omega as I pull away from her.
Ondine is unbonded. So is Freddie. His hand is on the door handle, like he intends to leave.
His other hand holds our phones. I’m trying desperately to catch my breath.
Freddie’s eyes lock on mine. He drops the phones, lets go of the door, preparing to attack.
I push out of the nest and leap towards him, meeting him halfway.