Chapter 16
Haze
I don’t know what it is about watching my brother kiss Silver like he’s been dying of thirst and she’s the first drink of water he’s had in months, but my body reacts as though it’s been lit on fire but in the best possible way.
My blood sizzles when Silver moans softly, and I can see her tongue sneaking out to swipe a line across Rage’s lip. I’ve never wanted to trade places with Rage so much in my damned life, but simply watching Silver arch into him, gripping her hands tightly around his neck and jaw, sends a need so fierce through me that it damn near burns me alive.
So, with my gaze firmly planted on the omega bleeding perfume into the small space around us, I step fully into the closet and shut the door behind me, blocking out anything and everything else. As soon as it’s just my brother, Silver, and me, it’s as though the air grows charged with sexual energy. I can practically taste Silver’s arousal in the air, her scent sweetening as it grows denser and denser with every lick, suck, and bite of my brother’s mouth.
Leaning against the door, I cross my arms over my chest and settle in to watch the show. My eyes are glued to the omega, moreso when Rage peels the sleeve from her arm, slowly but surely dragging that sexy, little dress that is not Silver’s style down until the fabric pools on her hips.
“Fuck,” I breathe at the very same time as my brother, because I’m pretty sure we both just realized at the very same time that Silver isn’t wearing a bra, her creamy breasts completely bare without the dress as a shield.
And fuck me if she isn’t an absolute vision, her body a work of art meant for showing off. Well, to us. Everyone can keep their eyes averted if they want to keep them in their damned skulls.
My mouth is practically watering at the sight of her, messy hair on top of her head, several strands of white-blonde and pastel pink, blue, and purple framing her beautiful face. Her cheeks are flushed, a pretty pink staining her skin, and I swallow hard when she tilts her head back further, revealing her slender neck that would look so fucking good covered in bond marks.
Clamping my jaw tight, gritting my teeth as hard as I dare, I fight the sudden urge to do exactly that. My teeth ache with a want to mark her, to make her mine, but I know it’s too soon. Far too soon. So, I simply watch, taking in every gasp, moan, and sexy, little sigh our omega releases.
She’s panting when Rage finally pulls away, his eyes for her. It’s as though I’m not in the room at all, a mere spectator to a show I can’t look away from. It beats the little fashion show we had earlier, even though I thoroughly enjoyed myself as Silver showed off several pairs of shorts and cropped shirts that I now realize would look better on the floor if it meant the omega was bare at all times.
Like I’m in a trance, I watch as Rage’s hands begin to roam, carefully tracing her skin as though he’s afraid she’ll stop him. If he could see her face from where I’m standing, he’d know there was no chance of that happening. With blown-out pupils, mouth parted with every panting gasp, Silver can’t take her eyes off my twin as he watches his own hand trail a path down her slender throat, over her shoulder and collar bone, and stops over her breast.
The gasp and short-lived mewl our sweet, little omega releases the moment Rage brushes a thumb over her nipple has my cock rock-hard and standing at attention, straining against my jeans with a bite of pain that keeps me tethered to the floor.
“Those sounds, Sunshine,” Rage rasps, sounding like he’s been gargling gravel for hours, arousal seeping through every letter.
Silver huffs a laugh that quickly turns into a moan as Rage pinches the tightened bud, and she breathlessly teases, “I can make other noises if you know what buttons to press.”
“Trust me,” Rage assures. “I fucking know. I’ve heard every single one, and it’s been driving me crazy all damned week.”
To that, the sassy woman grins, eyelashes fluttering closed as her head falls back with another moan and a sharper pinch of those dusky nipples I desperately want in my mouth. Hell, I want my mouth on every inch of her tiny body, practically salivating at the chance to do exactly that.
“Feel free to see how many different sounds you can drag out of me right now if you’re that pressed about it,” she goads, and I was in fascination as a slow but feral grin breaks out over my twin brother’s face.
Pretty sure it’s a matching one to what I’m wearing, and when Rage’s darkened eyes snap to mine, I nod easily, sharing a conversation that needs no words.
“You think you can handle two of us?” he asks her, his hand falling from her breast to cup her waist, fingers digging slightly into her pale flesh.
Glassy gray eyes are peering at me the next moment and an easy smile tips over her full lips right before the sexy, little thing bites her lip and nods. “I can take you both.”
“Fuck, say less,” I growl, and that smile she tried to hide breaks out into a full grin, her perfume thickening around us until it’s all I can smell. Even mine and Rage’s scents are muted, overpowered by sugar and sweetness.
I’m across the room and plastered against her back before my brain can catch up with the movement, my hand knotting in her hair as I pull her head back and lean in for a kiss that marks my soul for the rest of my damned life. Her flavor bursts over my tongue in a wash of candied sugar and fruity sweetness, and I could die a happy man there and then knowing that she tastes as fucking good as the smells.
Silver moans against my mouth, her arm lifted so she can sink her hand into what little of my hair remains at the back of my head. Her nails scrape through the strands as she tries to pull me closer, greedy for more, all the while Rage uses both of his hands to cup, tease, and play with her nipples.
I’m still kissing her, committing the feel of her lips and the taste of her on my tongue to memory, when I feel the scrap of fabric that is her dress finally fall free from her hips, pooling to the floor at her feet. I have no idea if she removed it, or if it was Rage, but all I can think of is how grateful I am to have it gone, because the next moment she’s arching into me and the smooth globes of her ass press snugly against my bulging cock now thick and desperate for her. My knot is already swelling at the base of my shaft, desperate for her body, and I growl against her mouth, “Better stop doing that, gorgeous, because my brother and I have been forced to endure listening to those sexy little sounds of yours all week without any other relief than our own hands. I don’t know how much self-control either of us have right now.”
She doesn’t heed my warning, simply continues to grind against me, her thong-clad ass rubbing me in ways that would have me spilling in my jeans like a teenager if I weren’t in control of my own body.
Apparently, where Silver is concerned, there’s no control at all. Because as soon as I feel the plentiful globes drag over my cock, I’m moving. I have her spun and in my arms before she can yelp in surprise, Rage chuckling darkly behind her. Her legs slot perfectly around my waist, and her arms drop around my neck as she peers down at me with unsteady breaths and glittering eyes filled with excitement and arousal. Fuck, yeah, I could get used to that look.
“Is this the part where you take out all your frustrations out on my body in the best way possible?” she teases as her chest heaves with every breath, her peaked nipples brushing over my chest with every inhale.
“That what you want, Sunshine?” Rage asks, stepping up to her back and moving several strands of her hair from her neck. “You want us inside that tight, little body of yours, showing you every ounce of frustration and longing we’ve been feeling all week? Show you just how crazy you make us?”
Silver groans low in her throat and her eyelids flutter closed, her nod small but visible, and I damn near lose my shit right there and then. Before I can blow this moment, my throbbing cock begging for relief, I raise Silver in my arms and tug on the waistband of my jeans. They fall away with a bit of shuffling, leaving me in just a t-shirt and nothing more, having spent the day commando. So, when I lower Silver back in place, she feels the bare length of my rigid shaft against her ass and she moans so prettily that precum seeps from my tip.
“That’s all yours, gorgeous. Every fucking inch. You gonna take it like a good girl? Like my good, little omega,” I huskily ask, my lips brushing against her ear as I cup her ass in my hands and squeeze, hoping I leave fingerprints in her creamy skin. The idea of marking her in any shape or form sends a current through me that I don’t fight, because I realize there and then how badly I want that. I want her covered in my marks, our fucking marks.
“Shit, yes,” she breathes, her head falling back and landing on Rage’s shoulder. If the sight of her bare and beautiful and wild wasn’t enough to get me hard and ready to sink into her pussy, her next words certainly set a fire in my veins. “Please, I need it. I need you both.”
Rage and I share a look over her shoulder and, like we so often do, we begin purring at the exact same time. Satisfaction and pleasure thrum through my bloodstream, every alpha instinct demanding that I take her, right fucking now.
“You sure, gorgeous? You wet enough for me to fuck you right now?” I gravelly ask, dragging her ass over my aching cock. It’s that one movement that proves that yes, my little omega is very much wet enough, her slick dripping from her bare pussy and coating my length with a roll of her hips.
“You could always find out for yourself,” she suggests with more of those panting breaths that have her hips swaying enticingly.
So, I do as suggested. Leaning her further into Rage’s chest, his deep purr still rattling his chest as he leans in and trails kisses over Silver’s neck and shoulder, I hook one toned thigh higher on my waist while pulling her body far enough away that I can slot my dripping cock against her soaked folds.
“Fucking sopping wet, Silver,” I groan, dragging my length through her arousal, inhaling the scent of her lust deeply enough that it buries into my psyche. Just as I notch the tip of my leaking cock at her entrance, my precum mingling with her slick and creating a concoction of our scents that makes my purr thicken, I demand, “That all for my brother and me, gorgeous?”
“Yes,” she breathes. “Fuck, yes.”
Her legs tighten around me, and the greedy, little omega does her very best to drag my body closer to hers by the heels of her feet, trying to force a quicker pace. When I don’t budge, enjoying the way she starts writhing against me and crying out when Rage pinches her nipples, her wild eyes open and pin me in place. The pale-gray of her irises have turned to molten silver, a desperate need painted over every feature of her beautiful face, and I fold like a piece of paper when she demands, “Fuck me, Haze. I want to feel every inch of you until I can’t walk straight, and then I want your knot locked inside me until I’ve stopped coming around you.”
“Best do as our girl wants,” Rage rasps before burying his face in her neck, nipping and sucking on her neck until she moans long and hard.
I choose that moment to sink inside the hottest, tightest, and most perfect pussy I have ever had in my life.
Before silver, Rage and I had one girlfriend, and a beta at that. She wasn’t into pack life, but she was into my brother and me, yet not enough to accept our family. She was around for a couple of years but, as I bury my length inside Silver inch by glorious fucking inch, I forget anyone else but her. I don’t remember what that other chick looked like as I watch my cock disappear into Silver’s willing body. I can’t even recall that beta’s name by the time I’m buried so deep that my knot teases her wet pussy, and Silver is gasping and clenching so tight around me I’m forced to pause so she can adjust.
“Oh my god, is that your knot?” she asks suddenly, voice laced with pleasure and awe, and my eyes snap up to meet Rage’s confused one.
I grunt when Silver bears down on me, her walls tightening further until my cock is pulsing with need inside her. Through strain, I ask, “Silver, have you had an alpha before?”
She doesn’t even attempt to lie or downplay anything, uncaring and comfortable with her next admission, as she declares, “You’re the first. Had a beta before, but that’s it. Well, I’ve had an omega, too, now. You’re the first alpha. Are you all so fucking big?”
Fuck me, she’s both incredible for the ego and maddening to a man’s control. Self-satisfied triumph runs through me with all the speed of an oncoming freight train, and I can’t help but grin widely as I pull back my hips back and thrust inside Silver’s pussy, her walls trying to pull me in deeper as they tighten once more.
As soon as I’m as deep as I can get without slotting my knot inside her and locking us together, knowing damned well that it’ll feel fucking incredible when I experience an omega’s lock for the first time and even better knowing it’s Silver, I grip her asscheeks hard and grunt, “That’s my knot, gorgeous. And you’ll be getting two of them tonight.”
Her pussy ripples and she moans loudly, my own sounds of approval and pleasure joining hers, both of us causing Rage to snicker as he sinks his hand into the back of her hair and he pulls her head back. Her eyelashes flutter open once more, and gray eyes drowning in need and arousal peer up at my brother, and he openly grins at her with a look of feral hunger before he says, “You have any idea how hot it is knowing our knots will be the first you take, Sunshine? That this pussy will be locking down on us for the first time?”
His hand glides down her body, reaching for the bundle of nerves between her legs, and he rolls the tips of his fingers over it only once. It’s enough to make her cry out with a high-pitched mewl that I’ll be repeating in my head every time I’m in the shower from this day forward, and it takes her a moment to ask, “You’ve never had a lock?”
“Never, Silver. So, why don’t you be the perfect, little omega that you are and show us what we’ve been missing?” I rumble, my purr still rattling my chest.
“Shit, I get it. That is hot. Oh my god,” she pants, right before she starts rocking her hips against me, only Rage keeping her upright with his chest. My hands are still gripping her ass, feeling her cheeks flex with every gyration, and I groan deeply as my knot teases her a little deeper. “Feels so good. So fucking good.”
It’s all I can take before I’m retreating and pumping back inside her, fucking her slowly at first. The pace changes quickly, however, because there’s no way I can do slow and gentle right now. I’m too worked up, too high on Silver and her scent and pussy. My hips start thrusting harder and faster, and Silver’s cries of pleasure grow louder and more vibrant with every pump, her scent growing denser and denser until I’m sure we’ll suffocate with it. I don’t give a shit. What a way to go, fucking my omega senseless while she loses herself to her pleasure, taking my cock so beautifully that I take a mental photo of her sprawled against my brother’s chest while her body accepts mine willingly and enthusiastically.
Silver seems to be on the same wavelength, because it doesn’t take long before I feel the first ripples of her body preparing for a climax I know will send me toppling over the ledge with her.
As her cries grow louder and more frantic, needier and impossibly sexier, I fuck her deep and hard, grinding my knot against her entrance. I repeat the motion with every thrust, growling low in my throat when my balls start tightening in warning.
It takes only three more strokes of my cock inside her vise-like pussy before she clamps down hard and her walls start rippling with the first wave of her orgasm. There’s a gush of wetness between us, Silver’s scent hitting me stronger, and it’s all I need before I sink knot-deep inside my omega.
The moment my knot slots inside her tight body, she locks down on me and more cum squirts between us as she comes again, her cries turning into screams of sheer pleasure. I’m coming hard enough that my vision goes blurry for a split second, and I’m forced to lean against the island in Silver’s closet to keep my balance, Rage still pressing against our omega and keeping her sandwiched between us. My cock spurts jets of cum, coating her insides with my release, enough that it joins hers as it drips steadily from her body in a lewd scene that has a primal part of my mind roaring with approval.
It takes a moment for Silver to come down from the high, and she’s panting and clinging to us both as she blurts, “So full. I can feel you everywhere.”
My grin is slow and satisfied, and I roll my hips into her, my intent to tease a little more. I don’t expect Silver to curse before coming all over my knot again, coating both of our thighs in her release. “Fuck yeah, gorgeous. That was the hottest experience I’ve ever had in my life.”
Trembling and panting through aftershocks, Silver smiles as her head lolls on Rage’s shoulder. My brother kisses her jaw, cheek and lips, stealing her breath for so long that I feel Silver’s body waking up again, her recovery time nothing short of incredible. I grunt when her walls clench and release, as though she’s trying to milk me for all I have, and I grit my teeth through the waves of pleasure that spikes through my cock.
And then my bastard brother reaches for her clit again and begins circling, applying enough pressure that Silver mewls beautifully as she starts rolling her hips against me again. I know what the fucker is doing, and I glare at him even as I groan when a fresh wave of desire floods my system.
Rage smirks and mutters, “You got your turn. I want mine.”
So, he keeps on driving Silver mad while she’s locked snugly on my knot, giving her another orgasm in an attempt to loosen her from around me. I know he’s already aware it doesn’t work like that, but the fucker will take any moment to aggravate me, even if that moment is when I’m knot-deep in our omega for the first time.
Even irritated with him, I can’t stay annoyed long with Silver crying out in surprise as one climax turns into another, her whole body trembling like a leaf. She feels so good, wet and tight, that I’m emptying into her with a shock of pleasure that has me spilling ropes of cum deeply into her body again, growing mindless and lightheaded with her.
I’m fucking breathless by the time I come down from another mind-shattering high, and it takes me a moment to realize Silver is limp against me, breathing just as hard. Rage is grinning at her as he spanks her ass gently, and I’m cursing when Silver pulses around me before relaxing again, her breathless laugh tickling my ear as she hangs onto me like a limp noodle.
“Catch your breath, Sunshine,” my brother warns, a manic look on his face that I can understand. I’d be going postal if the roles were reversed. “As soon as his knot goes down and you unlock that sweet, little pussy from around my brother, you’re mine.”
Her walls pulse, and I chuckle through another groan. “She likes that idea. She keeps squeezing around me.”
“Fuck yeah, she does,” he rumbles, before leaning in to press a kiss against Silver’s spine. When he pulls back, he says, “I’m going to get something to clean you both.”
He disappears a moment later, leaving me with a loose and satisfied omega still latched onto my knot. As she rests comfortably against me, still trying to catch her breath, I bundle her closer and carry her out of the closet and into her nest. She moans with every shift of our bodies, my knot rubbing and tugging at her lock, and I bite my cheek against the lust and humor that collides inside of me.
The moment I reach the middle of her nest, I lay us both down, Silver on her back with my body sprawled all over hers. I dwarf her smaller frame, her lithe body tiny compared to mine, and there’s not an inch of her that isn’t draped with me. She doesn’t seem to mind one bit, her legs tangling with mine as her hands press into my back, tugging me so close that I’m resting a decent amount of my body weight on her. I lie my head on a cushion beside her head, facing her and watching as she smiles softly at the ceiling, her eyelids half mast with a loopy expression I really love seeing on her face.
Sighing, Silver turns her head and nuzzles her nose against mine, her voice coming out as an almost whisper when she asks, “So, how long does this usually last?”
I grin at her. “Why? You want to get rid of me or something?”
“I mean, I was promised two knots,” she teases, hugging me tighter as though she’s actually afraid I might leave.
I playfully sigh, nodding like I’m put out by the idea, before telling her, “We did do that, didn’t we? Why did we do that?”
She bites my chin in retaliation and my purr kicks up once more. The effect is instant, Silver melting into the comfortable bedding beneath us, with a deep, content sigh.
Chuckling, finding myself at ease and relaxed, beyond ecstatic to have Silver under me and filled with my knot and cum, I run my nose along hers before leaning in for a slow, exploring kiss. She kisses me back slowly, her own tongue mapping out my lips like mine does hers. We’re learning one another with playful nips and nibbles, and long, drawn-out kisses that melt my insides as I continue to purr for her. Continue to purr for the only woman I’ve ever purred for, the same as Rage.
By the time we separate, her eyes are drooping with exhaustion and I whisper, “We won’t be stuck like this for too long. Get some rest before my brother steals you away.”
She smiles tiredly at me, a sweet look of serenity on her gorgeous face, and she whispers, “I’ll rest my eyes. Tell Rage I’m all his as soon as I can be.”
“You betcha, gorgeous,” I promise, leaning in for one more kiss before pulling back and nuzzling into her neck, pressing soft, butterfly kisses over her neck and shoulder.
In no time, Silver’s breathing evens out and she grows silent, so much so that I’m convinced she’s resting. So, when Rage finally comes back with two towels and a strangely content look on his face I don’t think I’ve ever seen on him before, I decide to get my own back for the shit he pulled earlier. Keeping my voice low, I confidently declare, “She fell asleep. Said one of us being enough for her, that she was tired, so she’ll slot you in tomorrow or something.”
I receive a puny punch to my ribs not a second later, right before Silver sleepily drawls, “I did not, you filthy liar.”
I’m laughing loudly and burying my face back into her neck a moment later, enjoying her warmth and feeling her against me, muttering to my brother, “She’s all yours once her greedy pussy lets me go.”
Rage and Silver both snort, and I don’t bother looking up when the air shifts around us and I hear my twin moving into the nest with us. He’s lying beside us the next moment, sprawled along mine and Silver’s side, and he kisses her jaw before telling her, “I’ll wait however long you need me to, Sunshine.”
And just like that, she relaxes enough to finally drift off to sleep, her lock loosening only a smidge. It’s not enough to free my knot, but I’m not complaining. I stay exactly where I am, content to remain between Silver’s thighs, and doze in and out of consciousness while my brother runs his fingers gently over whatever skin Silver has exposed that isn’t hidden beneath me.