Chapter 49
49
JASPER
I only meant to see what was taking them so long.
Landon let us know she was on her way to see him, and I made quick work of getting changed so I could take our omega home.
We played amazing tonight, and the entire team was on a high when I left the locker room.
Ronan and Dash were held up with post-game interviews, but I had no such obligation to stick around.
I got a few feet from the treatment room door when I caught the first whiff of lemon.
It sent a zap directly up my spine before I stumbled over my feet and had to steady myself on the wall.
Fuck, so sweet.
My head clouds as I blink back to the present and dig my back into the door to keep from pouncing.
The pressure in my groin is otherworldly as Briar’s scent perfumes around us, sticking to my skin and the back of my throat.
I taste it, and I want more.
Need it.
“Jasper,” she whimpers.
Her fingers curl around Landon’s arms, the nails digging into his skin but not breaking through despite the strength she’s using.
I lock the door and move toward them, drawn close by the bond that connects us.
It’s pulled taut as my desperation spikes, my knot pulsing.
“Help her to the bed, Landon,” I instruct, borderline barking at my pack leader.
He carries her like she weighs nothing before setting her on the bed, the leather squeaking.
Before Briar has a chance to tell us what she needs, I tug my shirt over my head.
She stares at me with half-lidded, pupil-blown eyes and moans, legs parting.
“Let’s get you out of your clothes,” I murmur.
Her head sags forward in a nod.
“Please.”
Together, Landon and I strip her of her jeans and soiled panties.
My nostrils flare once she’s exposed, her swollen pussy leaking a constant drip of slick that drives me to my knees.
Landon hovers, watching as I part her thighs and nuzzle my cheek against the inside of her knee.
Her scent ripens, somehow growing in intensity.
“Don’t tease her,” Landon says.
Flicking my eyes upward, I watch Briar’s chest rapidly rise and fall, every breath sawing in and out of her.
The Montgomery jersey is still covering her from the waist up.
Neither Landon nor I make a move to get rid of it.
Not unless she demands we do.
“Do you want me to eat your gorgeous pussy, love?” I ask, whiskey smooth.
She nods frantically and snaps a hand out to hold the back of my head.
“Yes! Yes, Jasper. I want you to take the pain away.”
I trail my mouth up her inner thigh, slowly making my way up to her pink centre.
My cock throbs, and I grip the edge of the leather bed when my tongue laps up the first drip of her slick.
It’s a drug. One taste of her and I’m falling back into the lust gnawing at me and sucking up the rest. The entire length up her thigh and the other, greedy for more.
Only once I’ve cleaned her skin do I set my sights on the source of my new favourite taste.
“Look at him, Haven,” Landon murmurs.
“Jasper’s starving for you. How about you give him some more slick, mm?”
“Lan,” she mumbles, her eyes closing completely.
I want her looking at me while I’m between her legs.
Gripping her thighs, I push them up until her heels meet the bed and lick a hot line up her pussy.
She responds instantly with a cry that Landon silences with his mouth.
His hand cups her breast through the jersey.
I find her clit with the tip of my tongue and move it softly, teasing.
Her eyes open and fall to me, watching while I play with her and Landon commands her mouth into a fierce kiss.
I pull her clit into my mouth and suck on it while sinking a finger into her.
The wet noise of slick gushing down to coat my knuckle makes Landon groan into their kiss before pulling away to stare down between us.
“Let me taste her,” he rasps.
Without thinking twice about it, I pull my finger free and lift it toward him.
While we’ve never shared a woman before, there’s no awkwardness when he bends to suck it clean.
I’m far too concerned with Briar to focus on that even if there were.
“Perfection,” I muse when he swallows.
Briar jerks against my mouth, panting.
“More.”
I follow her command.
Two fingers fill her this time, and she’s just as messy this full.
I’m licking up the slick as quickly as it’s appearing while thrusting my fingers inside and curling them until I brush the place that has her gripping me tighter.
“That’s it, Briar. Grind that pussy against his tongue and make him earn your orgasm,” Landon coos.
A growl builds in my throat as I suck hard on her clit.
My omega uses my hair as reins, yanking on it to bring me closer as she rubs against my mouth and cries out.
“I need more!”
Landon glances at the door before focusing on her again.
Then, he pulls her jersey up, showing off her pink lace bra.
He ignores the fabric and tugs the cups down to free her tits.
Her nipples are already hard and a deep, aching shade of red.
“Fuck her, Jasper,” he bites out before lowering his head and sucking a fat nipple into his mouth.
I freeze, making Briar huff in annoyance.
“What?”
“He said fuck me,” she answers for our packmate, her grip on my hair turning punishing.
“Fill me with your cock, Jasper.”
Landon lets her nipple pop free of his lips long enough to snarl at me, “Give her what she wants. You don’t need my permission.”
“We should wait until we’re home,” I argue despite the ferocious need I feel to sink deep inside of her.
“It needs to be you. I don’t trust myself not to bite her here. She needs a knot to settle her long enough for us to leave.”
“Yes, a knot,” Briar slurs, wiggling on the table to try and break away from both of us.
“Jasper’s knot.”
I follow her cues and force myself back while Landon does the same.
She climbs off the bed, and I use the break to palm my cock, squeezing hard at the base without so much as brushing a finger against my knot.
It’s so fucking swollen and rock hard already.
Getting inside of her like this is going to be damn near impossible.
Briar spins around and bends over the bed, wiggling her bare, peachy ass in front of my face while reaching for Landon’s crotch.
His shorts are easily discarded when she gives them a strong shove and frees his dick.
He tosses his head back and groans when she takes him into her hand and gives the full length a long stroke.
I use her distracted state to shuck my slacks down to my knees and run my fingers through her pussy.
The sight of her bent over like this, her thighs parted and tits pressed into the bed while she works my packmates cock into her mouth, threatens to send me into a tailspin.
Heat pierces my groin when she bucks back against my fingers and moans around Landon.
“Do it,” he says, his voice low and deep.
“You’re sure about this?”
Our eyes meet when he nods and thrusts further into Briar’s mouth, fitting himself down her throat.
She gags for a moment before pushing herself further, working like she wants to taste his knot.
“Take her, Jas.”
I steady myself behind her and line us up.
My knees wobble as I restrain myself from sliding all the way in at once and slowly press just the tip inside.
She gasps, her ass pressing back against my hips as she tries to take more.
With my tongue clamped between my teeth, I grip her hips and hold her still.
Her lemon cookie scent is so thick in the air it’s stuck to my lungs as I breathe in through my nose and push another few inches into her pussy.
“How does it feel, Haven?” Landon asks, sounding so close to the edge I’m shocked he hasn’t fallen over it yet.
She moans around his cock and swallows, drawing a grunt up his throat.
“She’s so fucking tight, Landon. I . . . Fuck, I won’t last long,” I warn on a strained exhale.
She flutters around me in response.
I push in further and follow the curve of her spine with my palm while applying enough pressure to keep her firmly down on the bed.
“You’ve almost got it all,” I praise her.
Suddenly, she’s jerking backward, stealing the rest. I’m buried all the way inside of her before I have a chance to prepare myself.
There’s slick dripping down my groin and onto the floor beneath us as she moves her hips side to side.
Landon watches her move with amazement glimmering in his eyes.
“Yeah, that’s our girl. Make him give you his knot and then fill you up nice and full. That’s what you love, isn’t it? A pussy full of your alpha’s cum?”
The reminder of catching her leaking Ronan’s the other night as she climbed the stairs to bed encourages me to start moving.
Out, then back in, I give her a chance to stretch around me before picking up speed.
My thrusts turn fevered quickly, and I can’t seem to get a full breath in anymore.
Her whine is muffled with her mouth full, but we all hear it.
Landon fucks her mouth with a steady, quick tempo, his knot bumping her nose every forward thrust. She can hardly keep her eyes open, yet she’s more awake than I’ve ever seen her.
I fuck into her hard, matching his pace on purpose.
Each snap of my hips brings her closer to my knot until finally, it starts pressing against her.
“Are you ready?” I ask, digging my hips into her ass and holding myself fully buried.
Landon pulls free of her mouth and cups her cheek while she nuzzles into it.
Her makeup is streaked, her lips swollen and eyes distant when she looks at me and flutters her lashes.
“Give it to me. I can take it.”
I stroke the underside of her ass cheek tenderly.
“Of course you can. This knot was made just for you.”
Landon’s ready for her moans and cries.
When I press forward and start working the first quarter of my knot inside of her, he slides back inside of her mouth and curses.
The tight skin stretches and stretches until finally, it gives way, and my knot pops inside.
I see a bright fucking light as just like that, my cum erupts against her walls.
“ Fuuuuuck ,” I husk out as my knot swells and expands, keeping us locked together.
There’s no inch of her that I haven’t felt now.
I grind my hips, pushing up against the hidden places inside of her when she comes with a muffled scream.
The pressure on my knot increases, drawing more cum from my balls as I start to shake.
“Shit, it’s like having a vibrator pressed against my cock,” Landon groans, trying to watch her but failing every time his eyes close in pleasure.
“Squeeze my knot, Briar. Work it with your hand like your pussy’s working Jasper’s.”
Tears leak down her face as she takes his knot into her hand and squeezes it.
Hard . Landon responds with a soul-deep grunt and buries his cock in her mouth before coming.
“Swallow it, Haven.”
I shift my hips again and hiss when she tightens further.
Landon pulls out of her mouth a second later and immediately drops to his haunches in front of her.
She struggles to keep her eyes open long enough to look at him when he speaks.
“Our perfect omega. You did so well. I’m proud of you.”
My heart lurches.
“You were incredible.”
“I can’t really move,” she mumbles mindlessly.
Landon strokes her cheeks and runs his thumb over the lipstick smears.
“Don’t. We’ve got you. Once Jasper’s knot goes down, we’ll clean you up and get you out of here before the next wave comes. This should help, though.”
“My phone. I need to check my phone,” she says, trying to stay alert but failing.
“Where is it?” Landon asks.
“My jeans.”
I can’t move enough to grab them from the floor like this, so Landon picks them up and pulls her phone out of a back pocket.
“Clover’s called a few times,” he says.
Briar forces herself onto her forearms and blinks rapidly.
Her concern is alarming, especially after what just happened.
She’s still locked onto my knot and unable to run and hide, at least.
“Did she text? I need to call her back. It’s about Sadie.”
“Is it Thorne again?” I ask, rubbing her lower back.
She shakes her head and tries to take the phone from Landon.
He lifts it out of her grasp and starts thumbing through the notifications.
“You’re in heat, Briar. Sadie isn’t your concern right now. We need to focus on getting out of the arena before another wave comes. It might not be so easily curable next time,” he says.
“That’s not your choice to make. Sadie is my patient and friend. I can handle myself long enough to make sure she gets the delivery she wants, heat or not,” Briar snaps.
Unease splashes over me.
“You aren’t talking about going in for a delivery while you’re in heat, love.”
“That’s exactly what I’m talking about.” She pushes up onto her hands and lets loose an angry moan when my knot tugs at her entrance.
“I’m going to do my job. Now, tell me if she’s in labour.”
Landon looks at me, a silent battle waging in his eyes.
It goes against our instincts to allow her to do this.
To put herself in a potentially dangerous situation when there’s an alternative.
But isn’t that what we said we’d never do?
Stopping her from her work right now would be a slap in her face after promising that we wouldn’t take her job away.
And allowing her to do anything isn’t the kind of alpha I want to be.
Landon seems to read every one of those thoughts before I have a chance to speak them aloud.
His jaw pulses when he hands her phone over.
Her eyes water as she takes it from him and glances between the two of us.
Emotions are running high right now, but I know her gratefulness has nothing to do with the spike of hormones.
“It’s our job to protect you always. Heat or not. So, if you’re going, so are we. And if it gets to be too much, we’re taking you out of there whether you want us to or not,” Landon declares.
She nods, sniffing when he wipes her cheeks free of tears.
“Thank you.”
I just hope that while I know we made the right call for our relationship with her that it won’t turn around to bite us later.