Chapter 34 Hayden #2
He barks a laugh. “Consider this a cumulative punishment for all the shit you’ve given me since we left Thornfield.”
Kole takes Jo’s hands from him with a grin, and Sam moves behind me, holding my arms behind my back.
Fuck. Something about being restrained while my face is pushed into my omega’s pussy really does it for me.
Her hips start moving against my face, and I redouble my efforts, thinking maybe I can make her come before Sam pulls me back.
The sound of her sweet cries grow muffled, and if I had to guess, I’d say that Kole started kissing her.
It’s impossible to tell, though, considering I’m currently drowning in slick.
Not that I’m complaining in the slightest.
A small screech starts to erupt from Jo’s chest when my hair is yanked back again, and I groan, the sensation of the pull warring with the disappointment of being removed from my omega. My cock is painfully hard, twitching and pulsing as it rubs against the material of the shorts.
“Fuck!” she curses angrily. “I hate this game!”
“Do you want to stop?” Kole purrs in her ear before licking a stripe across her bond mark.
She pouts, frustration bubbling in the bond. “I didn’t say that.”
“One more, baby,” Sam promises, his grip in my hair still tight. “One more, and then you'll get a reward for doing so well.”
West runs a hand down her stomach, his touch soft. When he reaches her pussy, he cups it, swirling his thumb around her clit. “I think she needs a reward from all of us.” She shivers at the contact.
“Yes, she is doing very well,” Kole agrees, licking at her bond mark again.
“What about Hayden?” My omega peers down at me, looking a little worried.
I give her a dazzling smile. “I’m perfect, baby.” And really, despite Sam’s nearly painful grip on my wrists and the slight sting in my hair, I am exactly that. Perfect.
“If Hayden can manage not to come before you do,” Sam says thoughtfully, “you can finish him off after. If not, that’s it for him—no more orgasms until after Thornfield.”
That should be a piece of cake.
I scoff. “That’s easy.”
He smirks down at me, a slightly evil glint in his eye.
I swallow roughly.
West’s hands move back up to Jo’s sports bra, lifting it so he can play with her perfect tits. When her back arches, Sam shoves me back into paradise.
But this time, he tightens his grip on my hands, and his fingers stay tight through my hair.
Dipping my tongue into her sweet, sweet pussy, she yelps when my nose brushes against her clit. She whimpers, her babbling becoming more and more incoherent.
“Fucking hell,” Kole mutters.
All noise fades away as I focus on the one thing I know I’m fucking excellent at—bringing my omega pleasure.
Sam pulls me back the slightest bit before shoving me back on, mimicking a licking motion. I run my tongue against her clit over and over again as he continues to man handle me like I really am nothing but a toy for him to use on her.
I’m finding it very hard not to blow my load.
“You know what?” Sam’s voice is low next to my ear. “I’ve changed my mind. If you can make our girl orgasm in the next ten seconds, there won’t be any penalty for coming in your shorts.”
Challenge fucking accepted.
I can’t help the way my hips move against nothing as I desperately suck her clit between my lips, quickly running my tongue over it back and forth.
She comes on a cry, her slick gushing into my mouth. My own release follows as I basically hump the air, moaning into Jo’s pussy.
Sam lets out a low chuckle. “Good boy.” His hold on my wrists and hair falls away, and I sit back, gasping for breath.
“Fuck you.” I muster the best glare I’m able to after that mind-melting orgasm. “I’m only a good boy for Jo.”
The fact that I’m tackled to the floor by the omega in question a split second later only solidifies it. She kisses me breathless, her bare pussy rubbing the outside of my soiled shorts. “Are you okay?” Jo asks when she comes up for air, looking into my eyes.
“Questioning how much Sam had a hand in making me come,” I admit, shrugging. “It turns out I really like hair pulling.”
She laughs. “I coulda told you that, Darlin’. But other than that? You good?”
“I’m so good, Fireball.” Grinning, I wrap my arms around her waist. “Did you learn your lesson?” I ask playfully.
“I don’t know if I learned mine. I mean, I did learn that if I talk back and give Daddy-O a hard time, I get my girl's pussy and have a great orgasm, but I’m not sure that’s what they were going for. ”
“It wasn’t,” Sam grumbles, and Jo buries her face in my neck, laughing.
My head falls back against the mat as I stare up at the ceiling.
This. Right here.
Jo in my arms, my pack all around me.
This is what happiness looks like.
“Here you are, lyubov' moya,” Kole brings Jo her little shorts. “You will need these if we are to continue with our sparring.”
Jo stiffens for a second before lifting her head. “Continue…sparrin’?”
“Yeah, Siren,” West smirks, crossing his arms. “You even got us these cute little outfits. It would be a shame to waste them, don’t you think?”
“But my bones are jelly!” she protests, pushing herself off me. “I don’t have it in me to spar three more times!”
“Maybe we’ll actually stand a chance then,” Sam laughs, clapping West on the shoulder.
She huffs. “Fine. But I’m not goin’ easy on any of you.”
“We would never ask you to,” Kole grins, holding the shorts out for her to step into.
She allows him to help her, albeit begrudgingly, and as she faces West on the mat while Sam and Kole shout out different advice and directions, it occurs to me that for the first time, I think I know what family feels like.