26. Bailey-Rose
The rain sounded so loud in the metal building I had to cover my ears. Then the ground shook with the rumble of the thunder, making me panic just a little that we might never make it out of this hay barn. Arms wrapped around me, and I was engulfed in the sweet, nutty scent of Warrick.
“It’s okay, Care Bear, we’ll be just fine,” he murmured, his lips brushing my ear.
I nodded, taking in slow, deep breaths of his soothing scent, letting it help calm my anxiety. After a few minutes, the rain started to lighten up so it wasn’t quite as loud in the barn. Lightning still crackled through the sky, followed by the booming thunder, but it didn’t seem as ominous.
“Hey, come over here. I found a few saddle blankets left out here,” Gareth called from the far corner. “Looks like some of the workers have been using this place to take naps or something.”
Warrick kept me tucked under his arm as we made our way over.
I had to agree with Gareth. It looked like someone had made a small area with old hay piled up with some woven blankets covering it.
The space appeared to fit maybe three people lying down but probably only two comfortably.
Warrick sat, pulled me onto his lap, settled me close, and rested his chin on my shoulder.
“So, how far out are we?” Yun-Sun asked as he sat against the giant wall of hay that took up half the barn.
Gareth sprawled out next to Warrick, looking up at the metal roof.
“About as far out as we can get. That’s why we have this barn here.
We keep some backup hay out here just in case there’s ever a drought or something else that causes the grass not to grow well.
This way we can keep the cattle fed but still say they are free-range.
I was just about to have us start heading back through the grazing areas when the storm hit. ”
“That was pretty amazing timing,” Lysse commented, pulling a piece of hay out of the bail to chew on, only to scowl then toss it aside.
“Weather here like Numoland,” Vili pointed out. “In the mountains, things change fast. One minute sunny and bright, then bam, it goes dark. Only for us it’s with blizzards, not rain.”
“I’ve never been in a blizzard,” I shared. “Windermere doesn’t really get them. We’re lucky if we get actual snow with the cold fronts.”
“This why I like Windermere, mild weather, no natural disasters… it is good,” Vili said, nodding.
Gareth sat up and turned to look at me. “Have you ever been somewhere with enough snow to cover everything, turning the world completely white?”
I shook my head. “Nope, only seen pictures.”
“Oh, then we are definitely coming back out here in the winter. I’ll teach you how to ski or snowboard… you’ll love it,” Gareth assured me. “Not to mention it’s the best feeling to come back inside with a fire burning and curled up in a blanket with some hot cocoa.”
“I would be fine with that right about now,” I mumbled, feeling a little chilled in my jeans and tank top.
Warrick dropped a kiss on my shoulder as his hands slid up my ribs to cup my breasts. “I can think of something else we could do to warm you up.”
My breath hitched as his fingers found my nipples already hard from being chilled. It would seem that my efforts to get them to fuck me last night weren’t a total waste. I could see the simmering lust and need in all their gazes as they watched Warrick slip his hands under my shirt.
He groaned loudly. “You naughty girl, how did I miss you weren’t wearing a bra?”
“I guess you weren’t paying attention, distracted by food and off-roading,” I teased.
As if Warrick needed to prove to everyone I wasn’t wearing a bra, he rucked up my shirt, exposing me to my Alphas. “God, why are you so fucking perfect? I mean, look at these tits so hard and ready, begging to be touched and sucked.”
Gareth leaned in and shoved one of Warrick’s hands out of the way so he could wrap his lips around my nipple. Moaning, I arched, giving him better access as my fingers sank into his thick, curly hair.
“Yeees,” I cried as I felt Gareth’s teeth scrap over the tip of my nipple.
“I wonder… do you think you could come just from us playing with your nipples?” Warrick asked, his nose rubbing against his mark on my ear. “No way to know unless we try, right, Gareth?”
Releasing my nipple with a pop, Gareth grinned at me. “Oh, I’m more than happy to test out that theory. It’s not like we have much else to do while waiting for the rain to stop.”
“Good point,” Warrick agreed, tracing his finger around the outline of my areola. “The pursuit of knowledge is always a worthy way to spend your time, and I want to be an expert in Bailey-Roseology.”
Hearing Warrick talk like that, I wanted to laugh, but my breath was stolen away when Gareth pulled on both my nipples.
He wasn’t rough—it was more the tension he kept on them as he kissed his mark on my neck.
Slowly, he released them, massaging the whole breast, letting his thumbs flick over the taut nipple.
I could tell I was sopping wet as my pussy begged for the attention to shift downward.
“What do you think, baby girl… can you stand to only have us touching your tits until you come? The way you’re whimpering right now tells me you’re becoming very needy,” Gareth commented as he rolled the hardened buds between his fingers.
No words came out of my mouth, only sounds that no one would mistake for anything other than desperation.
Dipping his head, Gareth stroked his tongue over my sensitive flesh.
Faster, slower, faster, slower, driving me to the edge and keeping me there.
My head rested on Warrick’s shoulder with my eyes closed as I willed my body to just let me have my release, but it refused to listen.
Then I felt hands undo my jeans button and heard the telltale sound of the zipper being pulled down.
My whole body shivered as that hand slipped past my underwear and cupped my pussy.
Feeling his hand there was torture as he refused to apply any pressure to my clit or slide a finger into my wanton pussy.
“Please, please let me come,” I begged, opening my eyes to meet Warrick’s. “One touch, that’s all I need, one finger to press against my clit. Please,” I whined.
At first, it looked like Warrick was going to fight against the pull of my whine, but just like an Alpha’s bark, some things you just couldn’t ignore.
So he did just as I asked and pressed a finger right to the magic ‘O’ button.
A scream tore out of me as I came. It felt like my body was erupting with pleasure as Gareth continued to torture my nipples.
Soon, my body was shaking as Warrick made slow circles around my clit, drawing out the climax as long as he could.
When I couldn’t take anymore, I slumped, turning boneless in his lap.
Fuck, that was amazing.
“Holy shit,” Lysse swore. “That has got to be one of the sexiest things I’ve ever seen.”
Cracking open an eye, I found him kneeling nearby with his hand wrapped around his dick. In fact, Yun and Vili were in roughly the same position, each eagerly watching as their packmates tortured their Omega with pleasure.
In the beginning, I’d been a little self-conscious about them all being around when I was having sex with any of my other Alphas, but I got over that rather quickly.
I’d been afraid it was the beach house packmoon effect, but seeing them like this and how turned on I was told me not to worry.
Being watched and feeling the need and desire of each of my guys added a whole other level to our intimacy.
“So, how many licks do we think it will take to get me to orgasm?” I asked. “Since it’s for science and all.”
“Gareth, out the way,” Warrick ordered as he lifted me off his lap and placed me on all fours.
Before I could question what he was doing, my pants were yanked down, and Warrick’s mouth was on my pussy.
A sharp moan burst from me as I fought back the urge to cry.
Finally, my pussy was getting the attention she deserved.
Pausing, Warrick used both hands to spread my cheeks to give him better access to both my holes.
He’d found a new way to edge me, playing with one until I was ready to pop, only to switch to the other.
When I felt his thumb slide into my ass, my arms gave out, and I crumpled.
Only his hands on my hips kept my ass in the air as he feasted.
“Come here, sweetheart. You can rest your head on my lap,” Yun offered as he maneuvered me so my head rested on one of his bare thighs. Of course, this put me face-to-face with his dick as it stood watching, ready for action whenever it was called onto the field.
Unable to just lay there and leave this faithful friend who’d given me many, many happy moments, I reached out and started to stroke that velvety fella.
Yun hissed as he sucked in a breath, his hand fisting my hair he’d been stroking.
I ran into a small problem, though—things were a little dry, and I was worried about how sensitive the skin was.
So I pulled his cock down so I could suck on it as I rested in his lap.
“Fuuck, your mouth feels like heaven,” Yun-Sun bit out between clenched teeth. “Good girl, take that dick nice and deep, and let me feel your throat wrap around my cock.”
Over the past few weeks, I’d become a huge fan of dirty talk, especially when it was tied in with them praising me. I would stretch the limits of what I could do to please them and be rewarded with praise and orgasms.
“I can’t hold back anymore. I need to be inside her,” Warrick announced.