Chapter 39 Deacon
Deacon
PAST
I show Henry my secret move, helping him to perfect it. We’re on the ice for hours, but when I look up, she’s there sitting, waiting, watching.
Never rushing.
Always there.
Whenever I need to see her, to speak to her, or just feel her, Vae is there.
“She sure does love you,” Henry says.
I lift a hand and wave.
She waves back.
“Yeah, she does.”
PRESENT
The siren sounds, but I just stand there on the ice.
The crowd is roaring. The lights in the arena are flashing. I can hear the screams of my teammates.
We won?
The coach is shouting, jumping up and down. All around me is a sea of red.
Did we win?
I turn towards the bench where Mal clambers over the boards and skates towards me.
I raise my arms in time to catch him, but I lose my balance, about to go down, when I’m slammed into from behind.
More of our team coming together like magnets.
My stick disappears, and someone wrenches my helmet off.
I can’t believe it, just…all this work, all this time…we did it.
“We did it!” Mal roars and laughs.
I suddenly come back to myself and hug Mal, hug whoever is hugging him, just hug. We slide across the ice, and I see us on the screen above; I hear the roaring of the crowd, the roar that has set my blood afire, that roar that is soul deep and coming from me, from Mal, from everyone on our team.
I blink away tears as the guys slip away, but my eyes go straight to the crowd, searching, hoping I can see them, and there they are.
She’s crying and smiling so wide. It’s her win as well.
All the sacrifices we made, all the hours she put into cleaning and making sure we arrived at practice and games on time.
Raynor, who sat in the background, happy not to chase his dream because we were shining so bright in ours.
This pack, this family who came from nothing. Unwanted, unloved, no home, no family but us and one cranky old woman who refused to give up on us.
I collapse to my knees, sobbing on the ice.
Our captain, Julius Keene, skates to me and puts a hand on my shoulder, smiling widely.
“Good game, Katz.”
I look up at him, broken in the best way.
“Really good game.”
He smiles. This confident and strong alpha smile, and I realise somewhere along the line this team that I disliked so intensely has become like family, too.
“Yeah, good game, Alpha.”
Julius jerks, shocked, but then smiles widely before he skates off.
We skate around the ice, but all my focus is on the missing spots in the stands. I search and search. Where are they?
Mal laughs and rushes another player, holding onto him. I look at the bench, and there they are at the edge of the ice, my heart, my home, waiting for me. I skate towards them, breaking ranks, dragging her into my arms and kissing her with all the emotion that is drowning me.
She pulls away, laughs, and squeezes me tight. “I love you.”
“This is ours,” I say. “Our win.”
Mal skates to a stop, then throws himself into Raynor’s arms, kissing him until Raynor breaks away, swaying.
“We won!”
It’s never going to get old. I’m never going to get tired of hearing it.
I grab Vae and pull her into my arms, spinning on the ice, so her legs fly out.
“We did, omega mine.”
She buries her face in my neck. “You did it.”
I have everything I ever wanted.
All my dreams have come true.
And the crowd continues to roar.
I’m exhausted, a little drunk, but still keyed up when the door to my bedroom opens, and Vae walks in.
I pause, staring at her. She’s wearing my jersey and is biting her lower lip nervously.
Just my jersey, I take in all the naked legs and feel my cock stir to attention.
“Vae?”
She walks towards me, slow and sexy like and smiles wide but nervously.
I suck in air and stand up, stripping out of my clothes, my cock is already filling with blood.
“Take it off.”
She raises an eyebrow. “You don’t want to fuck me in it?”
“Yes, later, right now, I want to see you naked.”
“Okay, but you should take it off.”
“Fine,” I purr and stalk towards her, ripping it up, only to stop dead, my brain short-circuiting.
She’s wearing a body suit of intricate lace. It frames her curves perfectly and is Scorpion red.
“Vae,” I breathe out her name, tossing my jersey aside as I step back to fully take her in.
I circle around her and see that it’s a thong, disappearing between her cheeks. I grab her hips, dragging her back to me.
“Oh, this is the best present ever,” I purr and slide my hands up over the textured lace until I’m cupping her heavy breasts.
She moans and wriggles her ass against me.
“It’s not the only present.”
Her whispered words stun me.
“It’s not? What else are you hiding?” I nip at her shoulder, delighting in the shudder.
She pulls away and looking over her shoulder, crawling up on the bed. I spot it immediately. My cock gets even harder as I rush her, holding her still, while I spread her cheeks apart.
A diamond glints from her puckered hole.
“Vae, baby?”
“I thought you could be my first. Tonight.”
I bite my lip and then lean in and lick her pussy. She tastes potent and like mine, addictive and sexy. I lick all the way up to that diamond and then tug on it with my teeth.
“Deacon!”
“What, baby?”
“What are you? What are you doing?” she pants as I remove the butt plug and promptly replace it with my tongue. “Oh, god! Oh, please, Deacon, holy…DEACON!”
I lick and feast until she’s dripping, and then I pull out my phone and take a photo and send it to Mal and Raynor.
I bite her ass cheek, right over the spot where my bond is, before I return to licking her out. I press two fingers into her ass and watch as she gets even wetter.
“You are loving this,” I murmur.
“Yes! I am.”
The bedroom door opens and closes as Mal comes in.
“We doing this?”
“Yes,” I purr. “We are doing this.”
“Doing what?” Vae cries out, but I shove my fingers in and suck on her clit, and she comes with a soft cry, flooding my face with slick that I lick up like it's my last feast.
Raynor walks into the room, naked, his cock hard and in his hands.
“Lay on the bed, Raynor,” I growl. “Mal, you’ve got her mouth.”
Raynor gets on the bed but pauses when he sees what she’s wearing. “Oh, Omega, we’re going to have some fun later.”
I line her up and guide her down. She groans and then stops moving as Mal straddles Raynor’s head. He lifts up and sucks on Mal’s balls. I kiss my way up her spine and push her down.
Mal holds his cock to her mouth, and she engulfs him.
“You tap hard if it's too much.”
I grab my dick and stare at her. Raynor’s cock disappears in and out of her as they grind together, the slick has made everything shiny, and her beautiful pussy is full. My eyes drift up.
I press my cock against her entrance and push.
She stiffens, but Mal grabs her breasts and squeezes, and she starts moving again.
I put more pressure and then, with a suddenness, I slide in. I groan at the heat and warmth engulfing me.
I tilt my head back and hiss out a curse as I thrust slowly until my hips are pressed against her ass. I can feel Raynor’s huge cock pressing against mine.
“Vae, you are a dream,” I pant. “Are you ready?”
She pulls off Mal’s cock, causing him to whimper. “I’m ready, give me everything.”
I start slower, thrusting in and out, guiding her down onto Raynor and pushing her onto Mal’s cock, but when she proves how she can take us, I let loose, fucking deep and hard, driving all four of us into an inevitable world of pleasure.
I feel her tightening, and she moans, making more and more noise.
She comes, her whole body tightening. She screams around Mal’s cock, and I see him wrench out of her mouth, jerking frantically as he comes on her face. Raynor lets out a grunt and drives up into her four times before he falls back shuddering, his eyes rolling.
I try to hold on, but the hot heat clamping on me, seeing them all detonate, pushes me towards the edge.
I shove in harder, faster. The slap, slap, slap of my thighs hitting hers, the way my balls are drenched, the red lace, but, mostly, how much she loves me; it all explodes, and I shove hard, deeper, pressing my knot into her ass, coming so hard I see spots.
My hoarse scream is echoed by hers.
We lay twisted together, wrapped in a pleasure I’ve never found with anyone else.
“Vae.”
She holds her hand out, and I give her mine, she pulls it tight to her chest, dragging me down on her.
“We won.”
I kiss her shoulder blade as Mal joins our cuddle, Raynor slips out from underneath her, only to return, washcloths in hand, cleaning us up.
The contentment and love that is normally shuttered in the big alpha is shining, glowing out of him.
Out of all of us. He disappears and returns, hugging our sides and pulling a blanket up so we’re all covered.
We’re together. Just as it was and will always be.
“We won,” I echo, we really did win; the game, the pack, and her heart.