Chapter 37 Major
thirty-seven
Major
She shouldn’t ask for it, but she does, so fucking unafraid I feel the moment my whole body unravels. There’s no other option but to give her what she asks, even if it’s about to break me.
I’ve never knotted anyone.
I’ve had sex before with Betas, girls who could overlook what they thought was a birth deformity, but I never cared to explain enough about our world to ask them if they could take my knot.
It never felt right to do that without a mate bond, so I didn’t.
Veda squeezing my knot is all I’ve ever wanted, and I can’t deny myself for a second longer.
With my free hand, I open the button and lower the zipper, thunder inside as I face what I’m about to do.
I told myself I was going to keep away from her, that I wasn't falling into this trap of having her and then watching her go, but she’s right.
What good did that do? I want her even more than I wanted her before.
I miss her mischievous smile, the silly way she likes to get on my nerves.
I miss eating every meal with her, and the way she perfumes so good when we take care of her.
I miss rolling my eyes at every cute outfit she has in that suitcase of hers.
My cock springs out of my underwear, piercings shining under the light. I wonder if she still remembers when I told her about them. I wonder if she thought about them as I thought about her taking it all.
“There’s no coming back from this, baby.”
She might not fully understand, and I need to be very clear with her. I’m too old to play games, and she doesn’t deserve half-truths spilling from my lips.
“After this, you’re mine. I can’t walk away. I held myself back because you deserve so much more than what I have to offer, but listen carefully, baby girl. If you want this, you have to want my heart, too. It’s yours to keep.”
The words of a fool, god knows my heart is hers, whether she wants it or not. My cock presses over her entrance, and I hold myself still, not to plunge into her before time. Her delicate throat works under my fingers, and I wait. I need her words.
“I want all of you, Major. Please.”
Her words are a balm to my soul, food for my hungry heart.
I let out a groan as I feed her my length, holding my breath as the first piercing makes inside, pushing her against the table.
She’s so fucking tight, and the piercing enhances how tiny.
She’s making me see stars, and I’m not even halfway in.
Slowly, I don’t want to split her in half, and that’s what it feels like it's happening.
My eyes roll to the back of my head as I push another inch in, and the next piercing.
“Major?” It’s somewhere between moaning and a question.
“Can you feel them inside you? Every piercing?”
“Oh god.”
Tight, warm, and impossible. My jaw ticks, and I try to take control of myself. I don’t want to push her too hard, take too much. Veda cries out, and I freeze.
“Am I hurting you?”
Fuck, I can’t imagine stopping right now, but I will if she asks me.
“Don’t stop! Are you insane? You’re not hurting me, Major.”
Her eyes are wide as saucers, and if I weren’t on the edge of madness, I’d chuckle at her reaction.
She gets all that she wants; that’s the house's rules. I push my cock into her until I bottom out, all five piercings inside her. I was young when I got them, at the time I wanted something outside my knot. The absence of an Omega made me resent that part of my anatomy, and I preferred to be the pierced guy rather than the lumpy cock guy. It was fucking stupid, but now, watching her take it all? I’m pleased with young me.
After a moment to let her breathe, I started moving.
I thrusted against her plump ass, arriving in fucking paradise as I go.
She grips me like a vise, squirming under me, and I sink my hand into her hair, letting her cheek come off the table for a breather. She whimpers my name, her little nails scraping against the table, and it’s the most erotic thing I’ve ever seen.
My knot hits against her entrance, begging to come in, and even though it’s what she asked for, I’m unsure if she can take me. It’s snug as it is. I can’t imagine fitting even more of me inside her.
“Give me your knot, Major,” she begs as if she’s reading my mind. “I can take it.”
I pull her by the hair and bring her to me, her back to my chest, never stopping fucking her. “Are you sure you can take it?”
She nods. “I can take all of you. You’re going to see. Give it to me.”
This woman has me wrapped around her finger. I release her hair and angle her back to the table. She stays up on her elbows this time, watching me with those big brown eyes as I squeeze the biggest part of my cock inside her.
“Oh god,” she moans, her head falls, but she pushes her ass against me.
“Just a little more, baby girl.” I grit my teeth. “You can take just a little more.”
“Please, please, please.”
My knot squeezes into her, a fucking torture I never knew was possible.
As if I’m not already on the edge of the precipice, her pussy quakes around my cock, and she’s coming with a whimper.
Her muscles give in, and she falls completely to the table, soft and pliable.
Bright light blinds me, shuddering pleasure runs through my body, and I lose all sense of myself as I fuck her even deeper than before.
She has all of me inside her, and I want more. I need more. I want her cunt to be shaped like my cock. I want her to be mine in a way that is even more than scent-matching. With curses spilling from my lips, I come.
It’s nothing like I’ve ever experienced. Knotting someone for the first time feels divine, but even more because it’s her. She makes me new, changing every cell of my body, and suddenly, there’s nothing before or after her. There’s only her.
I fall forward, my chest to her back, but I keep my elbows up, afraid that I’m going to hurt her. Her cunt pulses around me, and I can feel her heartbeat. I brush her hair away from her face and kiss her temple.
“Are you okay?”
“Better than okay.” She smiles.
That smile is finally aimed at me. Fuck. I've wanted that since I first saw her. I begged her to like me like she likes everyone else.
“We can’t move while you’re knotted,” I explain. “It’ll wean off soon.”
She nods, the smile still playing on her lips as if she’s not worried to be attached to me a little longer. It’s ridiculous the amount of pride that swells inside my chest. Sighing happily with my knot deep inside her, I can’t hold myself back and give her another kiss, making her giggle.
“What’s that one for?”
I shake my head. “Nothing.”
Everything.
“Jesse was right,” I confess. “It’s better to have you now than never. I’m sorry it took me so long to see it.”
She lifts on her elbow, my hands find the softness of her belly, bringing her back up and against my chest.
“It’s okay,” she says with her palm against my cheek. “You’re here, and that’s all that matters.”
My eyes drop to her mouth, and I dive in, kissing her for the first time. She gasps against my lips, and I swallow it all, hungry for more. I lick her lips, asking for permission, and she opens her mouth to me, her little tongue coming out and making me groan into the kiss.
It’s a counterproductive activity, since kissing her just makes my knot swell, and it feels like it’ll never let her go.
I don’t mind much, I’m pretty sure every part of me agrees that she should stay where she is with my cock deep inside her.
If all it takes is to tie her to a bed and take turns knotting her? Well, that could be arranged.
She’s still wearing the dress, though she’s completely naked from the waist down.
From where I stand, I can perfectly see the way her chest pushes against the fabric of her dress, those nipples still hard from all the stimulation.
I take her into my hands, my thumb traveling over the pebbled nipple until she squeezes my cock with a little gasp.
“I’m never leaving. My place is right inside you,” I confess and steal another kiss.
“I always knew that,” she sighs.
My hand falls to her backside, caressing the skin of her hip. “Did I hurt you?”
Her eyes shine, and she bites her lip. “You chase away the sting in a very effective way, big guy. Just makes me want to be naughty again.”
I groan, my head falling into hers, and I’m ready for round two, but we need to move to a more comfortable spot if I’m going to fuck her through the night. I let the tension roll off me and keep myself from kissing her until my knot weans enough that I can take it out.
It’s not my favorite thing to do.
I wasn’t lying when I said I’d be happy to live inside her for the rest of my days.
I tuck myself in as Veda takes a step away from me.
She’s unsteady on her feet like a baby deer.
I smirk, all too pleased that I was the one to make her knees wobbly, but before she tries to walk away, I take her in my arms.
“Hey! I can walk.”
“But you don’t have to.” I huff and bring her down the hallway, back to her bedroom.
Jesse and Derrick are still there. Derrick is by the window watching the world outside, while Jesse is still in the nest, his hands on the back of his head.
Neither are surprised when I arrive with her in my arms. I’m not sure if it's because of the scent, the echo of moans around the house, or because they know too well it’s impossible to say no to this woman.
“About damn time,” my brother says.
“Shut up.”
Veda giggles. “Don’t be hard on him. He learned his lesson.”
“What’s the lesson here, sweetheart?”
Jesse opens his arms, waiting for me to hand her to him. I’m not ready, but he’s my pack mate. There’s no refusal between us. Veda falls into him, and in a second, she finds a comfortable place over his chest.
“That he can run but he can’t hide,” she explains as if it’s obvious. Her smile falls, and she takes me in with a serious tone. “Are you sleeping here?”
I chuckle and start removing the boots from my feet. “I’m not letting you go.”
She seems happy with herself, even more so when I find space behind her, my nose to her hair as she keeps her hand over Jesse’s chest.
“Come to bed, Derrick,” she calls him.
As if he could stay away. My brother isn’t an idiot like me. Derrick crawls in, finding a comfortable place for himself. When I bought her a nest, I didn’t think we would use it. My initial intentions don’t matter. She’s here, and she feels right.
The silence feels good between us, but I can’t let everyone sleep before I tell them everything. The note still weighs on my conscience.
I clear my throat. “The reason I came over was to tell you all something that happened.”
“It wasn’t to be a Peeping Tom?” Jesse chuckles.
He catches my expression, and the smile dies on his lips. The mood shifts, and Veda feels it. She sits up and turns to me, worry creasing her brow.
“What happened?”
“You don’t need to worry,” I say. “But I got a note this morning, and I think it was delivered from your grandpa.”
“What did it say?” Derrick asks, raising on his elbow and piercing me with a look.
I know they’re thinking I received it this morning and am only now letting them know, but I stand behind my decision. They needed time without this hanging over their heads.
“I believe he wants us to make an offer on Veda.”
“What?” she screams in outrage.
“Any Alpha would be able to tell what you are. So he let us learn, and now he’s looking for payment.”
“He asked for money for you to keep me?” she asks, disgusted.
I tsk, but it’s not me who answers that. It’s Jesse. “He knows we don’t have that kind of money. There’s no way he thinks we can afford this.”
“It doesn’t say on the note, but I think it’s clear that the arrangement that he wants to negotiate is to enter his little breeding factory.”
Veda gasps again, agitated, and I can’t take her like this.
I tug her arm and drag her to me, only stopping when she’s against my chest. “None of that matters. Dominic knows about the note. All this note does is answer why he pressured me to take you, but it doesn’t change things.
We are still finding Mirasol, and he still can’t take you from us. ”
She nods, relaxing. My pack brothers watch me with a million questions in their eyes, but we know better than to hash it out when we just told her that her only family wants to sell her.
“You’re going to be all right.” I kiss her hair.
And I hope I’m not lying.