Chapter 43
H ow the fuck did any of these guys keep it together during these shows? I’d always had the benefit of being on scent blockers, so while the omegas on stage had always smelled delicious, I had never been especially tempted by them. With Callie I was barely holding it together from one second to the next, brushing the edge of a rut with just my mouth and hands on her. Once it came time for me to get my cock into her, I was pretty sure I was going to lose it immediately.
I had done ecstasy a few times at college parties, and being around my scent-matched mate in heat was similar, but about ten times more potent.
“You doing okay, Miles?” Amir asked.
“More or less.”
“Confident.” Amir chuckled.
Callie had been in heat for a little over a day, and I had been rock-hard the entire time but had been too fucking nervous to take her. It was already tough enough to keep it together just playing with her and seeing the others make her shatter.
“Well, it’s easy to be relaxed when she’s a fountain of heat hormones during spikes. My anxiety has time to get the better of me in between those.”
“You’re doing way better than I expected,” Amir confessed.
I gave him a chagrined smile. “Thanks.”
“I’m serious. It’s not easy to keep your head during all of this. I have a fuckload of experience with this, and I can feel how close to the edge I am just because it’s Callie.”
That made me feel a little better, but also even more nervous at the same time. If he was struggling, what hope was there for me?
I took a deep breath when it was time for us to go back out. I couldn’t avoid taking a full turn with her for the entire heat. The audience might not notice with the change-out, but management certainly would, and I had to fulfill the basic obligations of being part of a heat show. They would never hire someone who was afraid to fuck the omega on stage, and they definitely wouldn’t keep someone on staff who refused to do so.
Callie staggered out ahead of us and a hush fell over the audience. The lights glinted off her skin, every inch of her coated in that delicious candied apple scent that saturated the air. All the eyes watching me as I followed her onto the stage made it more intense. Even with my focus on Callie, I could feel the heat of their gazes.
“Come here, sweetheart.” I stalked toward her and she let out a whine that had all of my primal instincts flaring. I walked through plumes of her scent, her eyes gleaming with excitement as she retreated. I caught Kai’s gaze where he stood backstage on the other side, taking his nod as reassurance that Callie was playing and not actually trying to retreat. It was probably too early for me to stake my claim on her, but god, I wanted to feel the bond sink into my bones and blood, to tune me in to her deepest desires.
I unleashed a low, rumbling growl that spiked her scent and had her whimpering, the light catching the glisten of her slick sliding down her thighs.
Fuck me.
One quick step and a leap had me caging Callie against the bed in the middle of the stage. Her ankles locked behind my back and she raised her hips to grind only half-successfully against me.
“Hello, sweet girl. Did you need something from me?”
Callie bit her plump bottom lip and nodded. She curled her fingers around my cock and tried to rearrange us so I could slide into her dripping cunt.
“So impatient,” I chuckled.
“I’m in heat,” she whined.
I purred and stroked one finger from her lips all the way down her body to slide between her slick folds. “So you are. I suppose it would be cruel of me to deny you?”
“Yes!” Callie bucked her hips and I withdrew my hand, smiling at her mewl of protest.
“Now, sweetheart, what makes you think I’m not cruel?”
She whimpered and spread her thighs further. The rustle of the audience shifting and the swell of their anticipation filled me up.
“You should let me play with you a little first. Be a good girl for me, and then I’ll fuck you.”
I sat down on the edge of the bed and patted my lap. Callie clambered obediently over and I stretched her out over my thighs, stroking my hand over the swell of her ass. She yipped at the first impact of my palm against her skin, a flood of slick dripping down her thighs.
“Sweetheart, did you like that?”
Callie nodded excitedly.
I smacked my hand down on the other cheek before smoothing my palm over the flushed skin. “I wish you could see how beautiful this shade of pink is. Spread your thighs for me.”
She wiggled around, doing her best to accommodate the order. The next impact was straight onto her clit. Callie’s initial yelp melted straight into a moan and I couldn’t help moaning myself at how wet my hand was with her slick when I pulled it away.
“Look at how drenched you are.” I reached my hand out to her and she craned her head around to lick at my fingers. “Should we get these inside you?”
“Please,” Callie gasped out. “Miles, please.”
I plunged my fingers into her, delighted by the sound while she shuddered in my lap. I cradled her throat with my other hand to keep her in place while I had my fun, coating my thumb with her slick and working it into her asshole so she was going nowhere soon. Judging by the tension radiating from the audience, they were enjoying this just as much as Callie. She came hard on my fingers, slick lighting up like glitter under the stage lights as it leapt from her pussy.
I kept her occupied just like that until the muscles in my arm burned and a puddle of slick shone beneath her.
She was as prepared for me as she was going to get.
Now or never.
“Present for me.”
Callie moved like a newborn foal on wobbly legs, using the bed to support her as she climbed atop it and raised her ass in the air.
What alpha on the planet could resist that? Not me.
My anxiety clashed with my desire to give her everything she wanted. Every breath turned my brain to mush, whittling down my resistance and soothing my nerves. I filled my hands with her hips and dragged them back, driving my cock into her wet heat in one smooth motion, not giving myself time to think anymore about it. Fuck, she felt like heaven. The grip of her was like a vise, squeezing me, trying to get me to come so I could give her my knot.
Callie rocked against me, all those beautiful desperate sounds a symphony of need that called to every alpha instinct I possessed.
I wrenched Callie up and sank my teeth into her throat, coming instantly at her cry, her pussy convulsing around me. The guttural sound she released along with the swell of slick and a cloud of her scent severed my connection to rationality.
The energy around us was electric as I wrapped one arm around her waist and the other around her throat, letting my teeth sink as deep as instinct demanded. Callie writhed in my arms, panting and dripping slick down my thighs.
With the taste of metal and candied apple on my tongue, I pushed her forward, pinning her by the back of the neck before taking her as hard as I pleased. She took every thrust, pawing frantically at the blankets and tipping her hips back to meet my movements. I couldn’t get enough air and I felt like I was half drowning as I rode my omega into the bed.
That was what she was. Mine .
A dark halo surrounded my vision, illuminating only the beauty before me. She was the only thing that made sense right now. I curled my fingers over her hip, digging into the plush softness, and I drove myself harder, deeper, all to the music of her moans.
I fucked her just like that until I couldn’t see straight, my throat burning from the constant growl. I couldn’t see them, but I could feel the other people nearby.
They weren’t allowed to touch her.
She was mine .
Slick splashed out of her each time I buried myself to the hilt, and I savored the drip down my skin. She sobbed her way through another release, and I followed the compulsion of her milking cunt, tipping my body over hers one more time before my knot swelled and her teeth ripped into the flesh at my wrist, awareness of her exploding through every molecule of my being.
I ground against her and snapped my teeth back into place at her throat, lapping my tongue over the bite. A disorienting wave of desire and contentment filled me up, my emotions and hers sloshing over the edge of my soul.
Too much.
Not enough.
I wanted to crawl right inside her skin, but being knot-deep would have to do. Even though I couldn’t move, I still tried, grinding our hips together while her pussy twitched and squeezed around me. Settling us on our sides, I curled around her. Callie tucked herself close until she was a little ball of omega with barely a patch of skin untouched by me.
She licked my wrist, slow deliberate laps that had me shaking. In the back of my mind there were flickers of light, comforting presences that I only half recognized in my daze. Time warped and spiraled, punctuated by bursts of pleasure.
A soft hand touched my shoulder and I jolted to attention, crushing my omega to me so hard she squeaked and squirmed against the grip.
She had to stay right here.
“You’re okay, Alpha,” the voice crooned. “She needs to breathe.”
I growled and latched my teeth onto her, refusing to relinquish my omega.
More hands appeared, but my gaze was unfocused so I couldn’t see who it was. They stroked my hair and carefully unraveled my fingers from where they held onto her, all while murmuring softly and whispering words I couldn’t quite understand.
“Miles?” Her soft voice broke through the haze as she nuzzled my hand.
I grunted in response.
“You’re squishing me.”
I understood those words but couldn’t make myself do anything about it. The other hands pried at me.
“Come on, Alpha. Your pack is right here. Your omega is safe.”
Safe.
Was she? She only felt safe when I was curled around her.
“You did so well,” the voices assured me. “Let our omega go.”
Our?
Right… Pack.
I let them untangle me.
Slowly, my vision cleared and my brain let me process the faces looking down at me. Kai and Diego.
“There you are.” Kai smiled.
“You fucked our beautiful omega for hours,” Diego told me. “Luke said your tips are unreal.”
I blinked, working my brain around to remember what that meant. Bit by bit, the stage and the spotlights clicked into place. “Really?”
“You made more than Kai or I did when we bonded her,” Diego replied. “This is the first time we could get near you. The next audience swap is happening right now.”
I buried my face against Callie’s hair, huffing her sweet omega scent. It was tinged with spices and fresh air, like a carnival on a mountain top. My purr rumbled through me and I hugged her close, but not with the death grip I’d had on her before.
I felt a bit like I had been run over, but a bone-deep contentment filled me, offsetting the worst of the exhaustion. Exactly where it was coming from, I couldn’t tell. It flowed from me and Callie, and delicate streams from the two alphas around me as well.
Callie was scooped out of my arms by a scent my brain didn’t quite register, and I snapped my teeth.
“So vicious,” Amir said with a roll of his eyes. “I’m going to take care of our omega, and Kai is going to manage you two so you don’t keel over in the last stretch of the heat.”
I didn’t like the idea of Callie going anywhere, but now that she was no longer in my arms, I felt the sharp pang of hunger and the ache in my body. Kai drew us backstage, where I collapsed onto one of the couches and stared up at the ceiling.
Holy shit.
I bonded Callie.