Chapter Twenty Nine #2
Reaching up, I pulled his glasses off of his head and clumsily folded them, placing them on the edge of the nest so we didn’t accidentally crush them before pulling him deeper inside.
The mixture of scents was headier as we moved closer to the headboard and I felt him growl against me as I settled back against the pillows.
“How does this not drive you crazy?” he asked, his chest heaving when he finally pulled away from the kiss so he could catch his breath.
I grinned at him. “Oh, it did. I was insatiable earlier. I just promised to be gentle with you.”
Dallas’s green eyes burned into mine. “I don’t need you to be gentle with me, Lennon.”
Then, as if to prove my point, he yanked my thighs apart with one hand and held both hands over my head with the other, pressing them into the plush headboard.
“And I assume,” he said as he took in the love bites on my body and the slick already leaking from my pussy. “You don’t need me to be gentle with you either?”
I shook my head hard. “Gods, no. Please don’t even think about it.”
“Then put your hands on my head,” he ordered, bringing my hands to the top of his head. “And hang on, while I taste you.”
“What—?” I started to ask but he didn’t give me a chance to even finish my question because he was dipping his head in between my thighs and pressing his tongue to my weeping slit.
A gargled moan left my lips and my fingers naturally curled into his hair as my hips lifted to meet his seeking mouth.
“Dall-as!” I choked out as his grip on my thighs tightened.
“Grab my hair tighter,” was all he said and he shuddered when I did as he asked, my grasp sending a shiver of pleasure down his spine.
Was Dallas a bit of a masochist?
The hazy thought floated through my mind as I felt his tongue slide down from my sensitive clit to the entrance of my pussy, the tip prodding its way inside and curling upward to nudge against the sensitive spot that was normally only touched by an alpha’s knot.
My eyes clenched shut as I tried to keep from coming against his mouth and making a complete mess of his face.
“Dallas,” I said before he could finish me off, pulling him up by his hair so we were face-to-face.
“What?” he asked, his eyes heavily lidded with satisfaction as he lifted his fingers to wipe at the slick on his face before popping said fingers into his mouth.
I could hardly believe this was the same man who spoke several languages and could work out several solutions to a problem in his head at the drop of a hat. “Where were you hiding all this freak at?”
He grinned, fluttering his lashes at me. “This is the premium subscription of Dallas Wilson, just for you.”
“Ad free?” I joked as he slid up in between my thighs, my breath hitching as he gently wrapped both of my legs around his waist.
“Always,” he promised as he used his hand to guide the leaking head of his cock to my core.
“And you’ll bond me? I asked, suddenly serious as we stared at each other, both on the precipice of making a very permanent decision—something that had terrified the alpha in front of me so much not very long ago.
The moment was so intimate that a lump of emotion was rising in my throat.
Dallas’s green eyes softened and he nodded. “I want this, Lennon. You and the pack, forever.”
Reaching up, I held his jaw in my hands. “What made you change your mind?”
“Brooks,” he replied simply, his voice filled with laughter. “He told me not to worry about all of the noise and to just think about my feelings for once and act on those instead of thinking logically.”
“He’s a smart man,” I told him sagely and we exchanged matching grins. “Now, are you going to put that in or am I going to have to do it myself?”
I pointedly looked down in between us where he was still hovering just outside of the entrance of my pussy, teasing me while we carried on our conversation far longer than we needed to.
Dallas opened his mouth to speak, but the time for that had long since passed and I could feel another weak flare of heat curling in my stomach.
One flex of both of my legs around his waist brought his thick length inside of me, making both of us moan.
“You didn’t even give me a chance,” Dallas complained, resting his forehead against mine.
“You were taking too long,” I told him with a sniff as I held us firmly together, giving myself a chance to adjust to him.
Without all of the crazy heat pheromones, I realized that I was feeling a little bit tender after the sex marathon that I’d been partaking in over the last two days.
Dallas must have felt my wince, because one of his hands slipped down in between our bodies and his thumb began to brush slow circles around my sensitive clit until my insides unclenched and fully accepted him.
“You’re tight, I can’t believe how tight you are, Lennon,” he managed to say with a low growl.
His hips jerked forward, pressing my back further into the plush headboard.
“Then loosen me up with that thick cock of yours,” I told him, conjuring up every ounce of courage I possessed in my body to get those naughty words out of my mouth without the incoherency of my heat.
Heat-addled Lennon had been firing them off with an ease that semi-coherent me did not possess and I was fighting off the urge to not cringe as soon as the words left my mouth.
But Dallas seemed to like it because I felt him swell inside of me and he shuddered, his lips pressing into mine before kissing along my jaw, neck, and back behind my ear.
It felt like every spot he kissed was sensitive and new in ways that I couldn’t remember during my heat and to top it all off the alpha moved at such a ridiculously slow pace that I felt like he was torturing me as he rolled his hips against mine.
My hands slipped underneath his arms, my nails digging gently against his shoulder blades.
“Faster, Dallas,” I pleaded as he fixated on a spot on my collarbone, his teeth rubbing the skin back and forth over the bone. “Harder.”
He ignored me and my inner omega felt almost offended.
Irritation filled me and I dug my nails in harder, dragging them down his tattooed back with more force this time and the alpha shuddered with a mixture of pleasure and pain.
Dallas’s next thrust was much rougher than any of the ones before it and stars danced behind my eyelids as he hiked my hips up off of the bed and planted his knees underneath them, completely changing the angle and depth.
“You’re impatient, you know that?” he rasped in my ear before going right back to the same spot as before, his lips sucking and lapping at the spot like it was the most fascinating part of me as he yanked my hips flush against his again, his knot slipping in just past my clutching entrance.
I came with a surprised yelp, my legs unwrapping from around his waist and shooting straight out, my toes curling as I sucked in a gulping, ragged breath.
Dallas’s knot was trapped amongst the spasms and I felt his grip on the tops of my hips, his tattooed hands almost bruising, tightening even more as he had no other choice but to knot me and come, his forehead resting on my collarbone as he let out a roar that seemed to shake the curtains of my nest.
Then he lifted his head and his teeth flashed as he latched onto my chest, clamping down onto the place just underneath the bone he’d been fixated on where there was more flesh and he bit down hard.
My eyes rolled back in my head as I felt a fourth and final bond click into place.
Finally, finally there was balance.
It was like the closing of a loop—a loop that I hadn’t known existed before I met the four of them—and now as I brushed my fingers lazily through Dallas’s hair and he lapped at the fresh bond mark I couldn’t imagine a life without them.
“Thank you,” I whispered with a yawn, as I heard the door open and the other three came into the room in various stages of undress.
The sun had set at some point and they looked tired.
Their arrival didn’t signal the time for more sex—no. That time had passed. Now it was time for us to bond as a pack.
Dallas let out a soft snore on my chest and Brooks chuckled as he tugged a blanket up over the both of us.
“Stubborn ass,” he commented as he crawled into the nest next to us and curled up against me.
“And don’t you let him forget it,” I told him sleepily as Maverick and Zeke settled in on my other side.
I lay there for a while, long after their soft breathing shifted into sleep and I was surrounded by the mix of their scents.
This place was safe and it was ours. I just didn’t know what would happen once we left this sanctuary and went back into the real world.
That was my last thought as I finally drifted off to sleep, my fingers still curled in Dallas’s hair and each of my alpha’s fingers entwined on some part of my body.