Chapter 22 Jo
twenty-two
Jo
My eyes soften as I look over at my Fire Demon. He runs his hand through his hair nervously. Does he think that I won’t want to bring back our bond?
“I want that too, Darlin’. More than anythin’.” And not just because it’ll burn off the instinct inhibitor. I miss being able to feel him inside me. This time, there’s no way I’m keeping the bond blocked ninety percent of the time.
His shoulders relax, and he stands from his spot on the couch, moving until he’s standing in front of me. Then he drops to his knees, bending over so his head is resting on my stomach. “I need to feel you again, Jo. Even if it’s just a bite and nothing else. Please.”
“Oh, Hayden,” I whisper, sitting up and stroking my hands through his hair. “You don’t need to say please. Yes. You can claim me. Right now. I love you.”
“Right now?” Sam chokes out, and my head lifts as I give him a dirty look. But he’s not looking at us with annoyance or derision. No, he’s looking between me and Hayden like he’s seeing us for the first time.
Or like he’s about to.
“Yes, right now,” I say evenly. “Nothin’ should have ever happened to the bond to begin with. Every moment I can’t feel Hayden in my chest is a moment I feel like somethin’ monumental is missing from my very self. I don’t want either of us to feel that way a second longer.”
Hayden’s grip on my waist tightens in appreciation.
“My alpha is going to take me to bed, and he’s goin’ to claim me.
” I look from Sam to West, and then to Kole.
“I won’t be bondin’ with anyone else right now but…
” Swallowing, I look down at Hayden, whose hazel eyes are trained on me.
“Do you want this to be private?” I ask him quietly, not wanting to offer something he’s not comfortable with.
He sighs, nuzzling into me. “As long as I get you, Fireball, I don’t care what happens. The thought of being watched is kind of hot though. They can all see firsthand that I was the first one to claim you.”
I return my attention back to the other three.
“I will be leavin’ the door open. You can ignore us…
shut the door…or…” My voice catches in my throat.
“Watch.” As confident as I seem, the extent of my experience with multiple partners starts and ends with mine, Hayden’s and Kole’s rendezvous in the craft room back at Thornfield.
Before I can think too hard about it, Hayden is scooping me up and carrying me to the bedroom. Kole is hot on our heels, and I try not to let my heart fall when I don’t immediately hear Sam and West following.
Sharing that kiss with West when I first got up had been…
well, it had been life-changing. If there were any doubts about how he feels about me, they all got swept away by the passion behind that kiss.
Even though I was the one who initiated, it was like breaking a damn, and he swept me away in the current of his feelings.
Then, the way he held me after? Fuck. I’d never felt more safe.
“What are you doing?” I hear Sam hiss quietly as Hayden gently lays me on the bed.
“What are you doing?” West snaps. “We tortured a piece of shit rapist, covered up a murder, killed who knows how many guys and broke a dozen laws to get her here and…what? Now you’re going to pretend that you’re above all this?
That you’re not just as whipped as the rest of us?
Why did you say you were in if you were going to play this hot and cold game?
You’re in or you’re out, Sam. Figure it out. ”
Something warms in my chest when I see West in the doorway over Hayden’s shoulder, his eyes heated.
“I love you, Jo,” Hayden whispers as he looks down at me, all the affection he feels for me clear in his eyes. “I need…can I be in control this time? With everything that’s happened…” He closes his eyes and lets out a shuddering breath. “My alpha needs this.”
I wrap my arms around his neck. “I love you too, Hayden. Of course. Take me. I’m yours.” Then his lips are on mine, and I’m losing myself in the sensation of his touch.
Is this what it would have been like? If I wasn’t raised in a trailer park, and he wasn’t abused by his dad…
would we still have found each other? Would our first time together have been in a comfortable cabin, where we could take our time and explore each other, and not in a twin bed with the fear of getting caught?
I know there’s no point in wondering, because if I had to do it all over again, just to be here with him, I would.
His fingers grip the hem of my shirt, and we break apart briefly as he pulls it off my head. I didn’t put on a bra, so I’m bare for him as his eyes roam down my body. “I fucking love your boobs,” he groans as he peels off my leggings, and the bed dips next to me.
“Mmmm, so do I,” Kole rumbles, his hand palming his dick through his sweatpants.
“Where do you want my bite this time, Jo?” Hayden murmurs as he sucks at the column of my throat, his hand palming the breast that has his original bite. “I could do the other side and give you a matching set.”
“Ohhhh,” I moan, arching my back as heat pools low in my belly. “I think I like that idea.”
“What do you think, boys?” Hayden sits up, looking over his shoulder. “You think our omega would look even more sinful with a mark on each of her perfect tits?” I follow his line of sight to see West and Sam sitting in two chairs against the walls as they watch us.
I realize it’s the first time either of them have seen me naked.
The thought has a bolt of awareness shooting straight down to my throbbing core.
West does nothing to hide the way his hand squeezes his dick from outside his pants or the hunger in his eyes, while Sam looks like he’s about to crack a tooth with how hard his jaw is clenching. I’m about to tell him that nobody is forcing him to be here when he surprises me by answering Hayden.
“Yes,” he grits out, his fists so tight they’re white, and I realize he’s not tense because he doesn’t want to be here. No, he’s tense because he’s trying to keep himself from getting too close. He wants to let Hayden and I have our moment.
The thought of being nearly irresistible to a man like Sam Wright sets my body on fire.
“I would have thought it impossible,” West murmurs, his heated eyes roaming, “but I do think you’re right, Hayden.”
It seems that being a conductor of sorts really suits my alpha.
Hayden’s hand brushes against my already-slick folds, making a gasp startle from my lips. “It would seem I am.” He grins, then slides off the bed and onto his knees, pulling my ass to the very edge of the mattress. “But first, I think our girl needs a good orgasm. What do you think, Big Guy?”
“I think our omega deserves as many orgasms as she can handle before passing out.” Kole rumbles.
Fuck. Why is Hayden talking about me like I’m not even here so damn hot?
I’d be pissed if this was any other conversation, but him talking to the rest of the guys like I’m a prop in a game has me wetter than I’ve ever been.
There’s no time for me to say anything, because then Hayden is burying his face in my needy pussy, running his tongue from ass to clit.
“Oh, fuck!” I cry, my toes curling as he continues, running his tongue in circles around my sensitive bundle of nerves before gently sucking on it. “Oh Hayden, you’re—” I yelp as one of his fingers slips into me.
“Watch them want you, Fireball,” Hayden demands, looking at me from between my legs as he slips another finger inside, pumping gently. My eyes dart over his head to Sam and West, who are now both obviously hard as they watch Hayden devour me.
But then Hayden is sucking my clit again, curling two fingers upwards in a motion that makes white spots cloud my vision. I reach blindly for Kole, needing something to hold on to. His fingers thread through mine, his voice whispering in my ear as Hayden takes me higher and higher.
“We’re all unable to resist you, Lisichka,” he murmurs, his lips brushing the shell of my ear. “Look at them. Your alpha and beta, so hard for you, wishing they could be in Bratishka’s place. But they haven’t earned that yet, have they?”
I can’t answer, I can only babble nonsense. Hayden’s tongue becomes more precise, more intentional, and I swear I’m so damn close.
“Perhaps the doctor has. He’s proving to be less stubborn than the orderly, no?
But imagine it, Little Fox. Imagine each one of us stretching your holes tight, pushing you to your very limits.
” Oh fuck. “Perhaps one of us can lick that delectable pussy while the other fills it, leaving your mouth and ass free for the other two…Or maybe, you can take two cocks in that sweet hole at once.” Hayden sucks my clit into his mouth, hard.
Stars explode behind my vision as I come on a scream, my pussy convulsing around his fingers.
“Holy fuckin’ shit,” I gasp, reaching for Hayden.
“Are you ready to be mine again, Fireball?” Hayden asks, rising up and flipping us so he’s sitting on the edge of the bed, two feet planted on the floor, and I’m facing him, straddling his waist.
“I was always yours,” I whisper, and he smiles before pulling on my hips, sinking me down on his cock in one smooth motion. Both our heads fall back as I wiggle my hips and moan, loving the feeling of him stretching me out tight.
He grips my hips, lifting me up and down his shaft as his hips jut upwards. “Fuck, you’re perfect, Fireball.” Hayden groans, leaning forward and kissing my neck. “Isn’t she?” The question is directed at Sam and West.
I can’t help but glance behind me at the two wayward members of my pack. West’s hand has a death grip on his dick from outside his pants but doesn’t move, and Sam strains against his basketball shorts. I can’t stop the noise of indignation that leaves me. Why are they resisting so hard?
It’s not until Kole’s body shakes with a chuckle that I realize I’ve said that last bit out loud. “They resist because they are idiots.”
With a growl, Sam pushes up from his seat and stalks over. My heart hammers in my chest as he approaches. Is he going to try to touch me? Do I want him to right now? This is supposed to be mine and Hayden’s moment.
But Sam surprises me by getting on his knees next to Hayden’s lap, his eyes on my face. “I’m trying…” he sighs and rubs a hand over his face. “I’m trying to be respectful here. I’ve never done this before, Trouble. What do you want me to do?”
My eyes dart down to his erection that he does nothing to hide as it tents his shorts. I bite my lip and look back up at him. “Doesn’t that hurt?”
“It’s not comfortable,” he admits. “But I’m trying to not be a creep.”
“Are you calling me a creep?” Kole asks, raising a brow as he looks down to where he’s jacking himself off.
“Dude,” Hayden snorts. “What’s creepier than watching someone have sex and not touching yourself? This isn’t some ceremony where someone is verifying that our marriage is being consummated. Jo invited you in here because she wanted you guys to be a part of it.”
Sam’s eyes go back to me. “Is that right?”
Wordlessly, I nod.
“You want us to touch ourselves?” he clarifies.
Again, I nod.
“You want us to stroke ourselves until we make a mess of ourselves like desperate boys, wishing it was us inside you instead?”
Hayden chuckles as I clench around him. “Yes,” I whisper.
“Thank fuck,” Sam mutters, pressing a kiss to my temple that makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside before going back to his chair.
Knowing that both West and Sam are touching themselves puts me even more on edge, and Hayden continues fucking into me, his grip on my hips unrelenting.
He grinds me down on him, my clit rubbing against his knot, and at the first sign of my impending orgasm, Hayden pulls his head back.
“Are you ready?” At my nod, he leans forward, his teeth puncturing the underside of my other breast.
The bond inside of us flares back to life, burning as brightly as it did the first time he bonded me. Love and desperation blooms in my chest, and the sensation sends me over the edge, my pussy fluttering around his cock as his name leaves my lips.
Suddenly I can smell everything.
Hayden’s smoky pepper. Mine.
Kole’s gunpowder and fresh rain. Mine.
Sam’s coffee and whisky. Mine.
West’s chamomile and mint. Mine.
They’re all mine.
“Bite me, Jo,” Hayden pleads. His eyes are desperate—I don’t have to tell him that the bond is already back.
He knows the serum burned out of my system the moment his venom entered my bloodstream.
He just wants my mark on him again. So as soon as he seats his knot fully inside me, I lean forward, licking across his shoulder once before letting my teeth pierce the skin.
He groans as his hips stutter, his release filling me.
On the inside, our bond is unchanged, but the evidence of my second claim is on his shoulder for all to see.
My scent blooms in the air, thick and heady, and it sets off a chain reaction as everyone finds their own release.
Sam lets out a groan, shortly followed by West, and then Kole mutters a curse in Russian.
There’s a moment of silence as Hayden and I stare into each other's eyes, wearing goofy smiles.
“Fuck, you’re actually mine,” Sam says in disbelief. “I wanted it to be true, but I still thought maybe it was in my head.”
“I always knew you were mine,” Kole boasts, rolling off the bed and walking to the bathroom.
“It’s so rare for a beta to have a true scent match,” West mutters behind us.
Hayden wraps his arms around me, holding me close. “I feel you again,” he whispers in awe.
“I love you, my Fire Demon,” I murmur, pressing a kiss to his neck.
“And I love you, Fireball.”