33. Ford
Ford
S itting at home in an empty packhouse was about to drive me crazy. I was quickly realizing that I was not fit for a solitary life. I swear I was more excited than the dogs when I heard a car pull up in the driveway… even more relieved when I saw it was Cohen. Though oddly, he was alone.
I opened the door to greet him, and he gave me a tired smile. “Uncle Glenn decided to stay at the inn in town. He refused to listen.”
“So, what you’re telling me is that my beta and I are all alone tonight?”
Cohen swallowed hard but nodded. “It seems so.”
“Have you eaten?” I questioned.
“I have. Glenn and I stopped at the café in town. He wanted to try it out. I think he’s just happy to be out of that place and living life again. I can’t imagine how isolating it was. I just wish there was something we could do about my aunt.”
“That’s up to him, babe. We’ve got to let Glenn make his own choices when it comes to Clara.”
“I know,” he said with a sigh. My beta was tired and defeated, something I hoped to help ease tonight if he let me. “It’s just been such a stressful few days. I’m exhausted. And we have that interview tomorrow afternoon. Well, Avery does, we’re there for support, but I know it will be rough.”
“Sounds to me like you could use some relaxation tonight. Are you going to let your alpha take care of you?” I questioned, running my fingers over his arm. He was so responsive, his eyelashes fluttering and goosebumps breaking out on his skin.
“Yes.” When he breathed out his answer, my heart slammed in my chest. I didn’t really expect Cohen to agree, but I wasn’t about to question a good thing.
My fingers wrapped around his, and I led him further into the house, letting the dogs into the backyard before taking him up to my room.
He glanced around when we stepped inside. He hasn’t been in here yet so it was his first time seeing my private space. We’d all been so busy with our lives and trying to adjust. This whole pack thing was still new and strange.
Yet, it felt like we’d lived here for years. It was clear that we all belonged together. They always say that finding your pack turns into a whirlwind—a fast-paced connection that you can’t hold yourself back from. Whirlwind was accurate for us, too.
It felt like from the moment we met, our lives just turned into beautiful chaos.
Cohen was nervous, but he wasn’t running. I’d call that a win. Though, I didn’t want to make him uncomfortable after he just now let me in.
“Don’t worry, we can take it slow,” I promise. “This doesn’t have to go anywhere you don’t want it to, do you understand?”
“Yes, alpha,” he breathed out, and fuck if my cock was hard as steel at the sound of that falling from those plush lips.
“Careful, beta, you’re going to make your alpha excited,” I groaned as I forced him to sit on the edge of the bed.
Cohen was quiet, but so compliant. Lifting his arms to help me pull his shirt over his head. His eyes tracked every movement, the dark azure gaze cutting right through me.
He didn’t protest as I pulled out lube and massage oil, setting the lube on the dresser and coating my hands with the oil, rubbing them together to warm it, before climbing on the bed behind my beta.
His skin was so soft under my hands, though his muscles were in knots. He truly needed this and satisfaction filled me that I could provide it. I didn’t care that I was hard and desperate to claim him, didn’t care about anything but helping ease his mind.
Cohen let out soft groans as I worked through each tight muscle, slowly loosening each one.
This felt like a trance. We were in a bubble of calm, the methodical massage just as serene for me as it was for him. Our scents were mingled, his sweet and herbaceous scent mixing with my rich coffee scent, the decadent scent something I knew I’d never forget.
The air filled with his soft sighs, each one like a shock of heat straight to my straining cock. My hands didn’t falter, though each second that passed seemed to charge the air even more.
I didn’t have to wonder if he was affected, I could see the significant bulge in his pants. The way his chest was rising and falling as I ran my hands over his back had the beta whimpering.
Fuck, I hoped he did want more tonight or I’d be in my icy shower trying to recover from this beautiful torture.
Cohen broke a few minutes later, his fingers latching onto my wrist, stopping the movement and pulling it toward his pants.
“Are you sure?”
“God, yes,” he managed to choke out. “I’m about to explode, alpha. It’s fucking painful.”
“I can help with that,” I promised, crawling out from behind him and falling to my knees. Cohen’s eyes were locked on me, watching as I unbuckled his pants and carefully helped him out of them, along with his boxers, leaving my beta naked for me.
He was gorgeous. His skin was bronzed, making his dark hair and azure eyes stand out. He was fit, but still soft in a way that I adored.
His cock was long and hard, weeping for me already.
Fuck, I had to taste him, that was all I could think before I was lunging forward and wrapping my lips around him. The saltiness of his precum and the scent of lemons and rosemary, sweet and fragrant around me nearly had me exploding in my pants like a teenager.
Cohen’s breath came out in desperate puffs, his fingers digging into my shoulder as he started to buck forward into my mouth.
I didn’t have to tell him to not hold back, he took as much as I gave, the push and pull absolutely fucking delicious.
My beta was so worked up that I could feel his muscles tighten, his grip digging into my flesh, and I knew I couldn’t let him hold back. He was an overthinker, and now wasn’t the time for that.
I sucked hard on my beta, picking up my pace and absolutely wrecking his world. When a string of curses fell from his lips I had to bite back a smile as I swallowed him down.
That was the last of his control, hot cum hitting the back of my throat. I swallowed him down easily, taking my time as I cleaned every drop from his gorgeous cock before pulling away.
He collapsed backward as I stood, his eyes dazed, chest heaving, and skin coated in sweat. My mate looked like sex and sin and fuck, I couldn’t wait to see him sprawled out next to Avery just like this.
I was a lucky alpha.
“Ford, I want you to fuck me and bite me,” he said, eyes focused on me now, cutting right through me.
“It’s not too fast?” I questioned. Honestly, I would have claimed him the day we met, but I needed to know this wasn’t a post-orgasm high.
“No. I want this. Want you. I want Avery and this life. Claim me, promise me I’m yours and that you aren’t going anywhere. Promise me that you see me, want me, as I am.”
“I’ve never wanted anything more,” I said as I grabbed the lube. He moved onto his back on the bed, resting his head on the pillows, and gripped his legs so I had access to his gorgeous ass.
He tensed for a second as I coated my fingers, forcing himself to breathe. I knew he needed me to speak, to keep him calm, so I did.
Giving my mate what he needed was so easy, it came naturally, and that was how we knew it was fate. I’d never felt more like an alpha than right now.
“You’re perfect, Cohen. From the moment I saw you in that shop, I knew you were mine. You are kind and caring, you take such good care of our omega, and you keep us all grounded.”
As I praised him, I pushed a finger forward, the lube helping me get past his tense muscles. I rested there, letting him adjust to the strange feeling while I kept speaking.
“The way you make Avery light up gets me every time. She’s a perfect balance for us. One day, I’ll have you both in front of me since our night went off track last time. I’ll worship you both, command you, keep you coming for me until you’re spent.”
“Fuck,” Cohen cursed, body relaxing again as his cock twitched at the picture I was painting.
“Anyone who told you that you weren’t enough was a prick. You’re enough for me, for her, for all of us. I love you, Cohen, and I intend to spend every day for the rest of my life getting to know you more, falling in love more, and keeping you close.”
He blinked away tears as the words sunk in. Whatever insecurities he had were falling away, bit by bit.
Pride and lust were burning in my chest as I watched him take a second finger, then a third, his body opening up to me even more now that he truly trusted me. He wasn’t just offering me sex, here, he was offering me every single vulnerable part of him. I silently vowed that I’d always protect it, protect him, protect both of my mates.
Finally, when I slid a fourth finger in, I knew he was ready.
“Should I hold my knot back, beta, or can you take me?”
“I’ll try,” he laughed before I slid my fingers free. Then he whined, an almost omega-like protest that made me chuckle.
“Don’t worry, you won’t be empty for long,” I promised as I gently pushed my cock into his hole. The lube was thick enough I slid in, his wet heat pressing around me as I continued to stretch him around me, stopping just before my knot.
I paused there, letting him adjust until he was pushing against me, hand finding his cock and pumping slowly as he met my eyes.
“Take me.”
With that consent I pulled out before pushing forward again, keeping my rhythm steady strong and sure until he was relaxed again, then I didn’t hold back.
My beta was perfect, taking every inch of my thick cock, taking each punishing thrust with a quiet whimper of pure bliss.
Fuck, I wouldn’t last long either at this rate.
“Knot or no knot, babe, I need to know,” I choked out as my fingers dug into his thighs, pushing his legs further apart.
“Knot,” he said, no hesitation in his voice.
Finally, I slid fully into my mate, his body taking me without protest. My knot started to inflate now that I wasn’t holding it back, pushing him to his limits.
The words falling from his lips now didn’t make sense, quiet, disjointed begging as he asked for more.
I didn’t hold back, pushing my knot further with shallow thrusts. We were locked together now, the pressure in my balls so intense I knew I was about to have an insane orgasm.
Grabbing his wrist, I brought it to my mouth. He let out a happy sigh as I placed a kiss there, thrusting one last time before my orgasm exploded out of me.
My entire body tensed, teeth clamping around his wrist and cutting through the flesh. Our bond was immediate, his bliss slamming into me, stealing my breath, as my pleasure surged into him.
My other hand wrapped around his cock as I slid my tongue over the ridges of his bite, pumping him until his own release was painting my chest.
We stayed like that, me cradling his bite, our bond growing more solid as we stayed connected.
When my knot released, I pulled him closer, nuzzling into his side and not caring as the cum cooled on my chest. This was all I wanted right now, to revel in the bond and our connection, to know that I had found my place in the world, found my mates.
I knew that the moment Avery let me, and our bond was complete, that I would finally feel whole for the first time in my life.