Chapter 22
BLAIR
It turns out I didn’t think this through.
Who would have thought flirting with your scent match right before your Heat would make your body act like it’s going to die if you don’t get knotted?
Not me.
I had worked this close to my Heat before, but the cramps and the fluttering in my cunt are so violent that I don’t know why I even bothered to come to work.
On top of that, Travis was prepared in case I asked him to be with me.
It wasn’t a given. For all he knew, I could have teased him all night and just went home.
But knowing that he had a plan to make sure my cats were taken care of and that he had won the trust of my best friend?
It makes this even sweeter.
My inner Omega, desperate and horny, is also delighted.
Alpha provides.
Alpha protects.
I watch Travis as he drives, licking my lips at his muscled forearms that are exposed. Wrapped in his sweatshirt, his smokey wood scent makes my stomach flip and arousal drip into my panties.
My cunt throbs, desperate for attention.
I lean back in the passenger seat, trying to make myself comfy until we reach the packhouse, but every angle is uncomfortable.
I need blankets.
I need a nest.
I need Travis’ knot.
He grips the steering wheel tightly, his knuckles white, as if he’s trying to maintain his self-control.
Unfortunately, the last of mine went out the window when he made me come in the bathroom of Scents.
I whimper and shift in my seat, my pussy aching for attention.
“We’re almost there,” Travis grunts, and I turn to look at him again.
Cropped blonde hair, a strong, masculine face and hard jaw…
He’s not gorgeous with softer features like Rowan and Ryland.
No, Travis is hard and scary, but still handsome.
He’s gruff and dangerous, but sweet inside.
My clit throbs, and I’m reminded of the way his tongue felt on my mating gland.
He’s been on me all night about being reckless.
Would it hurt to be reckless one more time, I wonder?
I slide my fingers up my thighs and lift my skirt until it’s above my panties, showing off the soaked damp spot he caused.
“What are you—fuck,” he hisses, glancing quickly at me. “Sweet fuck. God.”
My inner Omega takes over in a husky, confident voice I don’t recognize. “This is all for you, Alpha.”
His throat bobs as he swallows. “You’re going to fucking kill me,” he says through gritted teeth. “You fucking tease.”
His anger shouldn’t make my cunt clench as hard as it does. I also shouldn’t be so aroused that I slip two fingers inside my panties, gently rubbing over my slit.
“Don’t—you—fucking—dare,” Travis growls. “Wait.”
The command is deep in his voice, but I still brush my slit one more time, gathering the slick that pools there.
“If you’re going to touch yourself,” Travis says calmly, “you’re giving me a taste.”
Keeping one hand on the wheel, he grips my wrist and pulls my hand from my panties. He presses my fingers to his lips, and sucks both of them clean of my slick.
I gasp, watching as he tastes me. When he finally releases my hand, I place it back on my thighs, squirming with the need to come.
“You’re the most delicious thing I’ve ever tasted,” he pants. “Like cotton candy. And the minute I get you inside, I’m destroying you for torturing me for so long.”
My inner Omega is pleased by the sound of that, and I don’t heed the warning for what it is.
I want Travis to destroy me.
By the time we reach the driveway, my body bursting with need, I realize I wasn’t fearful at all of being in the car.
I didn’t watch the roads anxiously.
I just existed with my scent match, listening to my body and craving his touch and taste.
A tiny bit of my fear was conquered, all while being in Travis’ presence.
By the time we burst through the packhouse, the slick is dripping down my thighs as I kick off my shoes. They clatter to the floor, and we pay no mind to them as he walks me through the house.
He wastes no time opening the door to the spare bedroom and placing me onto the bed gently, even though his scent is potent and the outline of his erection is visible through his dark jeans.
“We could always get you more blankets,” he says apologetically. “Ryland and Rowan are doing a late-night run to get you more supplies.”
I frown up at him, my mind hazy. “At three in the morning?”
He grins, showing off those rarely seen dimples. “I demanded my time with you.”
Sitting up, I unzip his hoodie, shivering at the sudden change in temperature.
“I run chilly during my Heat,” I admit. “I forgot to tell you.”
“I have space heaters.”
He joins me on the bed, still fully dressed, and leans in to kiss me.
It’s not full of desperation like it was at Scents. When he kisses me in the nest, surrounded by blankets, it’s different.
It’s like we have all the time in the world.
Chills wrack my body, but I take my time tasting Travis, inhaling all his smoke and wood essence until I’m trembling at his touch.
I don’t know how he can keep his composure as he touches me. He handles me gently, but it’s delicious and passionate just the same.
Until another cramp, this one violent, makes me freeze. I pant against his lips, and he presses his forehead to mine.
He’s gentler than I imagined he could be.
“Can I undress you?” he asks softly. “I can take the pain away.”
I have a feeling he means in more ways than one.
Yet he doesn’t realize he already has taken away some of my pain.
The burden on my heart isn’t as heavy.
Even though my body is consumed with lust and need, I’m still clear headed enough to see what my scent match has offered me.
Travis makes me believe I can be happy again.
He gives me back my power just as his packmates have.
I nod. “Get me out of these clothes,” I chuckle weakly. “I don’t know how much time you have before I turn feral.”
“I don’t know how much I have either. It’s been a while,” he admits, and I can’t help the surge of pride in my chest.
He’s been waiting for me.
Another cramp has me doubling over, and Travis helps me out of his hoodie, tossing it to the floor.
“I’ve got you,” he promises me.
My corset top is next. The laces in the front are just for show, so I lift my arms and he pulls it off me, gently folding it and placing it on the floor. When I raise an eyebrow, he shrugs. “Your clothes are important.”
I smile through another cramp.
His knot is the only thing that will stop the pain, and he knows that.
“Lie down, baby, and lift your hips for me,” he says.
That low voice, so full of passion and power, makes me obey instantly.
I hiss while he pulls my skirt off, which he folds neatly and places with my top, and I can’t believe the patience this Alpha has.
I’m left in only my black lace panties and bra. The clasp is in the front, and I unhook it, baring my chest to him.
I lift my hips, and he groans as he pulls off my panties. “You’re going to be the death of me.”
Then, I’m naked before him, my nipples aching and my cunt soaked.
He stares, his eyes raking down my body as he sits above me, still fully clothed.
“Let me see you,” I breathe. “Let me see all of you.”
My inner Omega needs skin to skin contact, that primal connection.
He undresses quickly, and my mouth waters at the sight.
His tattooed chest is wide with defined muscles and a trail of light hair that goes to the V of his hips. His cock is massive, thick and bobbing, and if I wasn’t in Heat, I’m not sure how I would take it.
It’s the biggest cock I’ve ever seen in my life, and the base of his knot is already swelling.
My mouth falls open and I spread my legs wide, ready for him.
As Travis stands before me, huge and intimidating, I’ve never been more attracted to someone in my life.
“Knot me, Alpha,” I breathe, and he’s on top of me in an instant.
His kiss is punishing this time, harsh and full of desperation. He growls into my mouth, and I moan as his chest presses against mine, and the warmth of his body eradicates the cold that stings my skin.
I need him for warmth.
I need him for support.
I need.
My hips lift, and even though I’m soaking wet, he takes his time pushing into me.
“Please,” I whimper, and he slides in deeper.
Every inch of me becomes stuffed with him, and it’s bliss.
Finally, the cramps subside, and his cockhead hits the most sensitive spot in my body.
“Fuck, you’re tight,” he hisses. “Lift your hips, Omega. I’m almost all the way in.”
He’s humongous. Ryland and Rowan were thick and filled me up perfectly—but Travis is almost too much.
I love it.
With one more shift of my hips, Travis bottoms out inside me, and I moan in pleasure.
He groans and kisses me again, sucking on my tongue. His minty breath mixes with the wild scent of wood and ash, and I’m already climbing to a release just from him being inside me.
He hasn’t even moved yet.
I squeeze my cunt walls around him, receiving shockwaves of pleasure just from feeling him inside me.
“Could you come like this?” he whispers in my ear. “Just from keeping me warm with your pussy?”
My eyes roll into the back of my head.
It turns out, I can.
With a low, long cry, my second release of the night hits. I shake and writhe underneath him, my cunt gripping his immobile cock while slick floods us both.
“There you go,” he groans. “There you go, sweet girl. I knew you could.”
He possesses a sort of strength and self-control I’ve never seen in any Alpha.
He doesn’t move his hips until the waves finish washing over me. I squeeze and flutter my cunt until there’s nothing left for me to do but whimper for more.
Then, blessedly, he moves.
Finally, he lets go of his control.
The bed creaks as he fucks me, the frame rattling as he slams into me over and over. The sounds that leave me are more animal that human, wild and untamed.
I scream freely, taking everything he gives me and lifting my hips to match his pace.
Sweat drips from his chest onto mine, and I relish in the roughness of his fucking.
His Alpha is finally uncaged and taking me the way he wants to.
“I’ve wanted to fuck you in half since we first met,” he snarls. “Take you, mark you, chain you to me. You’re lucky I don’t mate you right now.”
“Do it,” I hiss back, no longer caring about consequences and blinded by pleasure. “I fucking dare you.”
With one hand, he lifts my legs over my head and pounds deeper into me. “Careful,” he warns. “You don’t know what you’re saying. You’d hate me later.”
But the idea of him tying himself to me only makes me moan in pleasure.
“Could never hate you,” I breathe. “Never, Alpha.”
He moves faster, his cock rubbing against that delicious spot again, and I lose the ability to speak.
“You’re going to come again, aren’t you?” his own voice is wrecked. “I can smell it. You’re flooding my cock with slick. My filthy Omega.”
His words send me over the edge again, but this time, my vision whites out as the violent release ravages my body.
There’s only one thing left I need from him.
“Knot me,” I beg. “Knot me, knot me, please.”
There’s no dignity left in me when I’m this close to being knotted.
I already know my scent matches won’t ever hold it against me.
My begging finally sends Travis over the edge himself.
The room floods with the scent of smoke and wood, and he tilts his head back and roars before slamming into me one more time.
Then, his knot slowly fills me.
I gasp as he pumps his cum into me, stilling while my womb takes every drop he gives me.
“One day you’ll let me breed you, won’t you?” he demands, and I shiver in his grasp.
My legs are still behind my head, and he grinds his hips against mine, pumping his cum deeper.
“I’m going to keep you stuffed until all you can think of is my knot,” he snarls, and my mouth hangs open at the words that spill from his lips.
Rational Blair would be horrified.
But his promises speak to my inner Omega, and I nod enthusiastically, agreeing to everything he says.
When his knot fully locks in place, I lower my shaking legs, and he presses his forehead to mine.
After one soft kiss, he rolls us onto our sides, spooning me.
He stays inside me, and my body keeps his cock warm as he purrs for me.
“Good girl,” he whispers. “You did so good, Omega.” He moves my hair from the side of my neck and nuzzles my mating gland, making me whimper.
When he moves his hips slightly, another release hits me, and he reaches around to play with my nipples.
“Next time I’m giving these my full attention,” he mumbles, his voice thick with exhaustion, and I sigh in agreement.
My inner Omega is satiated for the moment, but my Heat is far from done.
This is just the beginning.
As I drift to sleep, I smile to myself, knowing there are two more Alphas that are waiting to knot me.