Chapter 48 Rickon
Chapter forty-eight
Rickon
My heart sputters. What is Red thinking?
This is her moment with her alpha, so why did she ask him to come to me?
Does Calli even want me that way? I mean, yes, we’ve had some steamy moments together, and he said they weren’t a mistake.
But seeing my first love walk toward me with that adoring look in his eyes makes my head spin.
As he comes over, I back up, my emotions surging like a storm at sea.
Callisto cups my cheek, hand cold from the pool. “This isn’t because Red ordered it,” he says. “You and me is something I want so badly it hurts.” He rests his other hand over his heart. “I need you, Rickon Jones.”
“You do?” I gasp out.
Callisto’s smile melts the last of my doubts.
Fuck, he wants me so much it radiates off him.
“Ricky, ever since Red’s last heat, I’ve been having dreams about you and how you felt in my arms. I may not have been the best friend, but you were always the person I treasured most in my life.
And I want to spend the rest of my life showing you how I feel about you.
I’m sorry I was so slow to realize my feelings. ”
A quiver runs through me. He means every word.
Calli’s gaze drops to my lips, and I stand mesmerized as his forest scent rises. He leans in.
“Stop,” Zack growls out, jumping off the bed and running to thrust his arm out between us. “Must ask first.”
I choke a little, realizing he’s deadly serious.
Callisto’s brows jump as he looks from Zack’s arm and back to me.
“It’s, ah, how we taught him,” I say, fighting a grin. “Consent and all that.”
Callisto chuckles and gently pushes Zack’s arm aside. “All right. I get it, Zack.” He smirks as he leans in closer. “Ricky, can I kiss you?”
I nod, heat spreading across my cheeks. All I can think about is how good it felt when we kissed last.
He touches his thumb to my mouth, caressing lightly, before leaning in and sealing his lips to mine.
Hints of vodka flood my mouth, followed closely by his tongue.
His intensity leaves me breathless as he drinks me like a man in a desert.
Parched. Years of being alone swept away in a moment.
Bloody oath I love this man, and I never realized quite how much until Red gave me permission to be honest.
Tears blur my vision as he leans back. “I love you,” I whisper through soft pants.
He cups my cheeks, eyes blazing with sincerity. “And I love you to the moon and back.”
I tremble as the words I’ve longed to hear finally reach my ears.
Callisto clasps my chin and throat, turning my head up.
His mouth closes over mine, hot and possessive.
He sucks up my gasps, ravaging my mouth to make up for lost time.
I melt into his touch, knees growing weak with every kiss we trade.
All the long years of longing fade away, and I squeeze my eyes shut against the stinging emotion.
Callisto catches my tear with his index finger before grazing his way down my cheek to my throat. He drifts lower down my sternum. “Ricky, can I touch you here?”
I nod, his whisper sending burning sparks racing down my spine.
He smirks as his hand coasts down to my belly. “What about here?”
My stomach jumps, and my breath catches. “Yes.”
He uses both hands to follow the lines of my body, parting to run down my thighs. “Here?”
“Uh-huh.” Every touch sets me alight, as if he traces me with lightning instead of skin.
Callisto grips my loose pants, scavenged out of the closet but a little too big for me and tugs.
The waistband slides down, revealing my bare groin.
He tugs gently, sliding the fabric over my erection and down my legs.
Crouching down, he lifts each leg to free me and tosses the pants to the side, and I’m achingly aware of how close his head is to my cock.
Still holding my foot up, he lifts it to his mouth. “How about here?”
I lean back against the wall, heat burning through my torso. “There too.” My voice cracks, and I cover my mouth with my arm. Why do I suddenly feel like a nervous virgin again?
Callisto gazes up at me, adoration in his eyes as he touches his lips to my foot.
He sets my foot down, but works his mouth up my shin, nibbling and kissing. Fire races under his touch, turning me super sensitive. By the time he reaches my inner thigh, I quiver all over, ready for him to take me.
Zack’s hushed voice floats into my daze. “Watching them makes my cock hard like stone.”
A whimper catches in my throat, and I glance up, finding him cuddling Red against his chest on the bed, both watching us. My omega pants lightly, arching back into her alpha as if her body’s sensitive. The sparks crackling inside me ignite.
“Eyes on me,” Calli says, a faint growl vibrating in his voice.
I obey instantly, bracing my hands on his broad shoulders.
After all his hard work to film with Red, he’s bulked up, reminding me of how he looked around the time we graduated high school.
My first love pauses just shy of my cock, a wicked look in his eye.
“How about here, Ricky? Is this for me, too?”
I’m so choked up I can’t speak, so I nod.
Callisto smiles and runs his fingers over my dick. A thousand different fantasies collide as he touches me with no heat pheromones involved. Just us and our desires.
His grip firms and I moan softly.
Calli’s eyes flutter closed as his fist closes around me, savoring my noises. He pumps slowly, and blood races to my dick. The ache of need surges through my lower half.
“Calli,” I murmur, bracing more weight on his shoulders. I’m so weak with desire I might faint.
He feels my dick hardening and meets my gaze. With deliberate slowness, he leans in and pops my tip on his tongue.
Fuck! “You d-don’t h-have to,” I stammer, knowing Callisto Wren’s never sucked dick in his life.
He smiles up at me, flushed and handsome. “I want to, Ricky. I want to taste all of you.”
Maybe I died and this is the afterlife; if so, it’s a good one.
I can’t look away as he sucks me in, testing the way I fit in his mouth.
He naturally knows what feels good and after a few experimental licks and sucks he has me deep in his mouth, pulling rhythmically.
Tingles slide through me, fizzing and popping all over my body.
I swear softly as my legs shake. I could come right now, and I would, except he releases me, hands sliding up and down my thighs as I gasp for breath.
Callisto rises and tucks an arm around my waist. “Last question, my darling,” he whispers in my ear. He runs his free hand around my body to rest on my ass. “Can I make this mine?” His voice is smooth as velvet. And hungry.
“Fuck, Calli,” I growl out, spasming all over. “You better fucking hurry.”
I squeak as he picks me up in a princess carry and takes me over to the bed. Red and Zack don’t even have to move because the mattress is so big, designed for six or seven people to fit. He sets me down gently.
When I roll over, he stops me. “I want to see your face, Ricky.”
Fuck. I’m gonna come within three thrusts at this rate.
I settle on my back and spread my knees.
Calli runs his hands down my thighs to my knees, and then back.
I can tell from the way his gaze drinks me in that he’s admiring my body, finally taking the time to notice each part.
He rests his hand on my hip, thumb working over Zack’s bond mark.
He switches to the other, unmarked hip. “Can I have this side, one day?”
Callisto and me sharing a bond? I shiver. “I’d love that,” I reply.
He sucks in his lower lip as he studies me. “Ricky, I’ve never done this before, so please teach me. Do I need to loosen you up?”
My heart sings. I get to be Callisto’s first bi experience.
“Usually yes, but I’ll be okay,” I tell him. “We just need a little lube.” I grab fish it out of the side table drawer, and Callisto kneels up to watch.
This angle will be a little more difficult for someone who doesn’t know what he’s doing, so I grab a pillow and slide it under my hips.
Then I lube myself and pass the bottle to him before opening my legs and reaching up to pull him onto my chest. Tugging his head down, I kiss him hard, possessing his mouth until we’re both gasping and writhing into each other.
His hard dick bobs against my ass, and as we tangle he naturally searches for entry.
I angle sideways and take him in hand, guiding him to my pucker. “The rest is the same, just a bit slower,” I tell him, hanging my weight around his neck.
“You’re okay if I’m bare?” he asks breathlessly.
“Yeah. You’re clean, right? You’ll just need to wash before putting it anywhere else.” A sudden thought strikes me. “Oh, if you don’t want to, there’s probably some—”
He silences me with a kiss. “No. I want to experience everything with you, Ricky. I was just making sure you were comfortable.”
Love swells through my heart. I stroke his short beard, noticing the faint bruises from his fight to join us. “Calli, I want you to do everything and anything to me. Whatever you can think of, I’m on board.”
He grins and repositions himself. “I’ll hold you to that in the future.” Whatever answer I had disintegrates as he pressures my pucker. I moan as he pushes, tremors running from my toes to my neck. Callisto reaches out and links our hands on the bed as he gently pushes, straining over me.
His cock slips through the muscle. Callisto gasps. His jaw slackens, and he groans, “Fuck, Ricky. You feel so good!”
I want to agree, but I’m so overwhelmed all I can do is squeeze his fingers.
Callisto stares down at me, shifting his position to run one hand down my chest, awe building in his gaze. He thrusts experimentally, and I moan with pleasure.
I’ve had enough lovers to experience many sex styles, but no one’s ever made love to me as tenderly as Callisto.
I expected to bust my nut immediately, but he doesn’t let me, slowing his thrusts each time my balls tighten.
With every movement he searches for my reaction, peppering kisses over my chest and lipping my nipples until I’m dewed with sweat and whimpering like a kitten.
I like it rough, yes, but this is perfect for our first time as we take our fill of soft, mesmerizing touches, daring to accept we’re finally united.
“Calli,” I wail, mewling and jerking with each breath. He’s got me so wound up.
“A little more,” he begs, breathing hard as he rides in and out of my ass. “Just take a little more, Ricky. I don’t want this to end yet.”
Fuck! Edging hasn’t been part of my sex with Red, so I forgot how good it feels, especially done by someone who can’t get enough of my body. I burn, the inferno building under my skin as Callisto takes his fill, clearly addicted.
In and out, nudging my sweet spot, backing off, then starting again, all the while his devilish mouth teases my nipples and tastes my sweat. I can’t bear it.
“Please, Calli!” I beg shamelessly. “I might die.” Panting, I reach between us and grasp his nipples, twisting a little.
He chokes, body quivering, so I do it again.
Calli leans on one arm and steadies my hip with the other, thrusting harder.
His dark eyes bore into me, full of heated wonder.
I release him and reach to the side, silently asking for Red.
She senses my need and takes my hand, joining the four of us together.
Even without that, Zack and Red ride with me, forever linked by the bond.
My legs shake and my belly clenches, desperate whimpers sliding through my throat one after the other.
“Come for me, Ricky,” Callisto finally growls out, full of alpha order.
I convulse and obey, the heat exploding through my dick and up my spine. Dry sobs clog my throat, turning to screams as he increases his pace. My cum shoots up his sheened belly, splashing on his chiseled abs, and fuck if I don’t feel wildly proud looking at my traces stamped on Callisto Wren.
He might feel the same way, because he looks down and then groans, leaning into me with a series of quick thrusts. Heat fills my ass as his cock thickens and empties. Callisto shakes and gasps for breath, his scent turning so thick it coats my tongue.
I flop back on the bed, quivering and drenched with sweat.
Calli looks down at me, a new wonder in his eyes, and even without a bond I know we’ve just had the best first time possible.
“I love you, Ricky. I didn’t even know how much until now.”
“Ditto,” I murmur, pulling him down for a hug.
I have two alphas now, and an omega. The happiness is more than my body can contain—but I’ll do my best to hold it anyway.