22
Wren
I swear my soul leaves my body for a second the moment I’m fully sheathed inside of my omega for the first time. It’s like every single piece of the lost parts of me finally clicking into place. Her pussy clamps down around me in a vice grip, and I damn near come after the first thrust.
Scarlett’s fist wraps around Apollo’s twitching dick, and he groans when she tugs him closer until his hips are flush against the opposite side of the desk.
He’s just at the right height above her so that she can slip the head of his cock between her lips.
She moans around him when I pull back and thrust back inside of her hard enough that she nearly gags around him when he hits the back of her throat.
I can only imagine how difficult giving a blow job from that angle is, but judging by the way Apollo reacts to our omega, it must not be all that bad.
I’d be jealous if it wasn’t for the fact that I’m currently deep inside of her. When I formed this pack as a young alpha, I knew eventually that this would become our reality. I’m a possessive bastard, but as long as my omega is happy and sated, I don’t mind sharing.
My next thrusts are more shallow while my hungry gaze watches Scarlett adjust to taking Apollo at such an awkward angle.
Her fingers are wrapped tight around his knot, keeping steady pressure to bring him maximum pleasure.
“Do you like that, Sweetheart? I sure do love watching you choke on my pack brother’s cock while I get the honor of fucking this tight, pretty pussy. ”
My pace picks up when we get a good enough rhythm where she’s not gagging too much around Apollo’s thick length.
Muttered curses fall from my pack brother’s lips, and he tosses his head back towards the ceiling, getting lost in the sensation of being seated inside our omega’s hot mouth.
I’d had first hand experience myself just how good she could give it just the other day.
Reaching down between us, my fingers find her clit, and she moans softly around Apollo at the first flick of my thumb.
Her cunt ripples around me, making me gasp and growl in pleasure, bucking my hips forward to chase the feeling again and again.
I’ve barely begun, and I can already feel that familiar tingle at the base of my spine start up.
I’m so incredibly close to blowing my load inside of her, but there’s no way I’m coming before my omega has found her second release.
“I’m going to fill you up so full of my cum that you’re going to drip with me for days, Scarlett. Now that I’ve had you, I’m never going to give you up. You’re mine .” The flick of my thumb enunciates each word I deliver like a fierce promise. It’s not the only vow I’ll ever make to her.
We are only just getting started.
“ Ours .” Apollo corrects me as his own thrusts become more uneven.
I watch Scarlett’s throat work while she swallows around him.
“ Fucking shit , love. That’s it. Use those teeth of yours.
Mark me like I’m going to mark you soon enough.
” He pants, his hands finally delving into her hair to hold on tight.
Ecstasy flashes deep in his eyes, and he curses with a guttural groan as he spills himself down the back of her throat. The sight of her working down every last drop of him is almost too much for me to handle.
He strokes tender fingers down her cheek when he slips free from her mouth., cock jerking as if in protest. “Your knot, alpha.” She whines at him, but he just smiles down at her with a sort of reverence I’ve never witnessed coming from him.
“Next time, love. I promise. I’ll knot this gorgeous mouth when I have you all to myself. Our pack lead deserves the first knot.” His gaze finally lifts to me, the open invitation I really don’t need to finally let go.
I growl, the sound rumbling through me and to her, igniting the frenzy even further.
My control slips, and I thrum my fingers against her clit with renewed vigor as I chase my release.
“Fuck, yes , alpha.” She’s practically sobbing while I pound into her hard enough to have the desk shifting across the floor slightly, the sound of groaning wood accompanying her whimpered plea’s.
“Knot, please. I need it. Give it to me, alpha!”
“Come, Sweetheart. Let me feel you lose control around my cock. Squeeze the fucking life out of me. Coat me in that delicious slick.” My command is bordering on a bark, but it works in my favor.
My perfect omega screams as her orgasm tears through her with one last flick and twist of my fingers.
Her back arches off the desk, and she does exactly as I’d ordered.
Her cunt spasms and twitches around me, and I fucking lose it.
Three ragged thrusts later, my knot presses at her soaked entrance until it pops in fully right where it belongs.
I feel it swell, locking us together as I empty myself deep inside of her with a euphoric groan of pleasure.
My legs shake with the force of my orgasm, spilling thick hot ropes of my seed all over her still fluttering walls.
“ Shit , Sweetheart.” I groan again, slapping my hand down on the desk beside her head when I lean over her body, pressing us together.
The feeling of her skin flush against mine causes a ripple of ecstasy to race down my spine.
What I wouldn’t do to get her alone again in her nest so I can completely coat her in my scent. “You are so goddamn perfect.”
I reach up to trace my fingers over the light freckles that dot her cheeks and the bridge of her nose.
Behind the sated pleasure glimmering in her beautiful dark hazel eyes is something else I can’t quite place.
It’s almost like sorrow, but the set of her jaw tells me I shouldn’t push her on it.
I don’t want to ruin this blessedly perfect moment.
Silence descends upon the office for a few minutes, and then she speaks, her words so soft I almost miss them.
“I wish I could be the omega you deserve.” The confession slams into me like a sack of bricks, making my knot deflate the rest of the way.
I’m so stunned that my body moves when I slip free from her delicious heat, and she presses a small hand against my chest to push me away.
I stumble back a step, and she’s quick to pull on her pants and jacket, ignoring our combined release making her scarred thighs glisten.
Fuck , I hadn’t noticed that before. Just how scar-littered is her body, anyway?
My jaw clenches while I watch her move towards the door, hardly sparing either of us a glance.
Her walls are already back in place before I’ve even fully caught my breath.
“Scarlett.” I call out just before she can disappear on me again, and the tone of her name on my lips forces her to pause. I remain quiet until she glances back at me, and our eyes meet. “You’re already everything I’ve ever wanted or needed. Never forget that.”
Tears shimmer in her gorgeous eyes, but she doesn’t respond.
Her gaze flicks to Apollo when he joins me on my side of the desk, and that same pain shudders over her expression when she meets his gaze, too.
She only hesitates for another thirty seconds or so, before she slips out of my office, leaving me feeling empty and defeated.
A heavy sigh escapes me, but then Apollo claps me on the shoulder in a show of support.
“She just needs time to adjust, brother. She’ll get there.
You know as well as I do that she’s only holding herself back because of the threat of her past.” I grunt, but that’s the only response I can give him on that front.
Bending over, I pull my pants back up and tuck my still semi-hard cock away.
It’s hard to ignore how my entire office smells like us, her slick still pooled on the edge of my desk where she’d been planted while I’d fucked her.
Apollo watches me move around the hunk of wood until I settle down in my chair and pull my laptop close to me, opening the lid so I can get to work with a renewed sense of determination.
“I know that look, man.” My pack brother adds as he takes a seat in the chair I’d used to finger fuck our omega earlier. I glance at him to spot him eyeballing the puddle of Scarlett’s slick like he’s tempted to lick it up, and I growl in warning to garner his attention.
“Leave it. That’s mine.” For a second, he looks like he’s going to ignore me. He isn’t Caito, though. Apollo doesn’t enjoy pushing my buttons the way my oldest pack brother does. If he’d been here instead of him, he’d never have let Scarlett leave the way she had.
Which reminds me…
Reaching for my phone sitting on the far right hand side of my desk, I pull up my thread to the asshole in question and shoot off a quick text.
Me : You should be more observant. A certain pretty little omega gave you the slip for nearly an hour, and you never even noticed.
Sending it off, I wait, but it only takes him a second to read it and respond.
Caito : I know exactly where my omega is. I’m following her home right now. You’re going to explain to me later why she’s sobbing while driving. Don’t think I won’t send her your body parts to pay tribute and show her just how loyal I can really be.
Fuck . I slam the device down, not bothering to text back.
Apollo arches a brow at me when I finally open my eyes again to look at him over the lip of my laptop lid.
I’m not upset that Caito just threatened to send me in pieces through the mail to our omega in retribution for upsetting her.
I’m fucking pissed at myself for not stopping her from leaving in the first place.
“Caito will see our omega home safe.” I say by way of explanation, but he doesn’t look the least bit convinced that that’s the only thing bothering me.
“What are you doing?” He finally asks when I return my attention to my computer.
“Hunting.” I have some assholes to find and annihilate before I can fully convince my sweet omega that she’s all mine. Priority number fucking one.