41. Chapter Thirty-Nine
Chapter Thirty-Nine
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Willow’s cheerful humming fills the space as I help her set up a makeshift nest in the spare bedroom.
The light melody tickling at the back of her throat makes me smile as I tack silk to the ceiling, while she works on turning the bed into an oasis.
The normally plain room is quickly becoming a palette of calming blue, and I never realized just how thirsty I am for the color.
“Doing okay down there, baby girl?” I ask.
While I hoped Willow would move in with me, I didn’t plan on it happening like this.
I always imagined she’d come with excitement and joy, rather than a bloody threat.
Yet somehow, even through all the turmoil, my beautiful omega makes the best of the situation, plumping pillows and shifting sheets until she has them placed to perfection.
“It’s starting to feel nesty in here—more soothing. Now, I just need to find my computer and get in touch with my sisters.” She grins up at me as I finish putting the last sheet in place, then climb off the stepstool.
“We’re going to have to make some changes.
This house wasn’t designed with an omega in mind.
No nest, no cozy corners. It’s not good enough.
” And truly, it’s not even close to what she deserves.
My girl grew up in mansions, and now I’m asking her to live in a hovel.
As soon as we neutralize the threat to her, I’m going to build her the biggest fucking palace.
Let her design it from top to bottom. “Just give me a list of anything that will make you a bit more comfortable. Or we can shop online. Whatever you want, I’ll make it happen. ”
She moves over to me, resting her hand on my chest. “Lincoln, this place is fantastic. Don’t worry about a designated nest. I’m on suppressants, so we don’t have to worry about my heat.
Having this space and you nearby will be more than enough to soothe my instincts.
” Her fingers slowly trail down my abdomen, and my cock twitches to life.
Hearing that she’s on suppressants doesn’t thrill me. But I understand it. Once we destroy Pack Mordred, though…
Bite. Bond. Claim. I’m not sure how much longer I can hold back. My teeth are aching constantly, my inner Alpha urging me to permanently make her mine with every breath.
Willow presses onto her toes, and I bend my head, giving her just what she wants.
My lips take hers in a possessive claim, and she perfumes beautifully, her honeysuckle brightening my humble home.
Even after everything, there’s still a lightness surrounding her, like she’s a star in the darkened sky.
I deepen the kiss, grabbing her long braid and tugging her head back gently until I can nip down the length of her throat. She gasps as my teeth meet her flesh, goosebumps erupting.
Sucking on the skin there, I release her hair, letting my arms slide around her waist. The second she feels their weight, she melts into me, and a deep rumbly purr comes from my chest. Willow arches toward me, the scent of honeysuckle slick deepening in the air, and I can’t help but love the way she presses against me: so soft, so perfect, so unbelievably mine.
“You smell needy, omega.” Her body trembles, and pink flushes her chest. Willow raises her arms, throwing them around my neck and pressing her breasts against me.
Her fingers play with the hair at the base of my skull, and I lean into the caress.
“Tell me you want me, Willow. Ask for what you desire, and it’s yours. ”
She moans, encircling my waist with her legs, and I easily lift her. “Will Cujo be mad?” Her question surprises me, but it probably shouldn’t. Willow’s level of empathy and caring is boundless. Her teeth sink into her lower lip. “I don’t know how all this works.”
The heat of her pussy warms my belly. I want nothing more than to sink into her hot, wet center. “No, baby, he won’t be mad. You’re the boss of your body. You can be with me alone, you can be with him alone, or both of us together.”
Honestly, I’m almost glad there are two of us. The club demands a lot of attention, so being able to split MC duties will allow us to ensure Willow isn’t neglected.
She hums happily in my arms, sticking her nose into the nape of my neck, where my scent’s strongest.
“Well, in that case, please make me forget about this morning.”
Her scent turns acrid for a moment as she remembers the mice.
The piano key unnerved her, but today’s threat was on a whole new level.
It’s all affecting her much more than she’s letting on.
At the moment, I can’t do much. We need to find those fuckers first, and Cujo left to get Fenrir on it.
But I vow, when we do, everything is going to change.
I’ll slay all her demons. Make sure they never breathe her air again, but for now, getting those images out of her head is exactly what I’ll do.
“Here or my bedroom?” I ask, not wanting to assume I’m welcome in her makeshift nest.
“Here,” she whimpers, licking along the seam of my lips. I gently lay her in the center of the bed and follow her down, deftly popping the button of my jeans as we go. My cock throbs behind the zipper, pressing into it painfully.
Her fingers claw at my shoulders as I press onto her, letting her settle below me. She writhes with desire, releasing breathy sighs that go straight to my already stiff cock. Precum drips from the tip, wetting the front of my pants, but I ignore the sticky mess.
“You remember our safe words?” I ask, voice gruff. With dilated pupils, she nods. “Let me hear them.”
“Red for stop, yellow for slow down, green for go.” Her hands fly to the zipper of my jeans.
“Good girl. So sweet for me.” I devour her lips, tangling our tongues until we’re both breathless. Driven by desire, I slide my fingers along the curves of her body until I find the hem of her shirt and rise to my knees.
“Lift.” Willow’s arms rise automatically. Stress has made her more docile than usual, and I aim to honor her vulnerability and give her everything she needs. The soft cotton slips slowly over her skin, baring her to my gaze. Every perfect inch that I want to taste, suck, bite.
She’s completely exposed underneath, and her breasts bounce enticingly. Her cheeks flame, and she shrugs. “We left in such a hurry.”
“All the better for me.” After tossing Willow’s shirt aside, I guide her body down to the soft mattress, trailing my fingers over every inch of her supple skin.
Her nipples pucker, eager for my mouth, and they don’t wait long.
Licking a path down, I make my way to her nipple, sucking it hard enough that she arches from the bed, mewling wantonly.
“So sensitive. Perfect for me. Do you think you could come from this alone?” I praise, nipping the tip between my teeth and giving it a sharp tug.
“Maybe.” Her hand fists my hair, as I trail my tongue to the waistband of her yoga pants.
“Did you forget to put on panties, too?” I rub over the soft material, cupping her heat in my palm. Slick gushes through the material in reply. But I want the words from her lips.
“Answer me,” I demand once more, flexing my fingers against her overheated pussy. It’s intimate. Possessive. And she shudders.
“I didn’t wear any.” She’s going to be the death of me. Peppering kisses along her body, I flick my tongue in and out of her belly button, and she arches up with a loud moan. “Tell me, is this pussy sore?”
She grumbles impatiently, wanting me to kiss lower, but I wait for her reply.
“Only a little. I still need you, Linc. Please. Now. Don’t tease me. I can’t bear it.” Watching her unravel spurs me to action. All I want is to take care of my mate.
I slide her leggings over her hips, then peel them off. “You’re gonna be so very good for me, omega. Lie there and feel everything I do to you. Drink in every drop of pleasure. Spread those thighs and let me make the world disappear.”
Her eyes meet mine; the vulnerability and gratefulness there nearly take my breath away, but she does as I say, reaching her hands over her head. She grips the headboard and widens her legs. Slick drips from her folds, her pretty pink pussy glistens with need, drawing me in.
“I’ve got you, I promise.” Noticing that Willow’s still swollen from last night, I’m gentle as I slide between her legs, bringing my face to her core.
Waiting not a second longer, I dart my tongue out, letting her juices explode along my taste buds.
My sole focus is to make her worries disappear.
Her clit pulses, drawing me in, and I circle it with my tongue, round and round until slick flows, and her belly quivers.
“The sweetest dessert I’ve ever had.” She tastes like honey, with a hint of vanilla breaking through.
My omega moans softly, and I widen my tongue, licking a stripe up her center until her hips start gently rocking.
I could live here forever and never have my fill.
We fall into a rhythm, my brain descending into an Alpha haze, where nothing matters besides the sounds of her pleasure as I drink every drop from her.
“So. Close. So close. Alpha, I need your knot.” For a moment, I consider denying her, making her unravel on my tongue instead, but when she begins crying out for me, I don’t hesitate. Sliding my arms under her thighs, I lift her until my tip barely breaches her entrance.
“Nice and slow, baby girl. Let me in.” Her pussy flutters around me, clamping down, trying to draw me in.
Inching deeper with every shallow thrust, I tunnel my way to nirvana, watching for any signs of discomfort.
All I see is bliss. When I finally sink in to the hilt, slick gushes out, and her walls flutter. “Good girl, you’re amazing.”
She reaches for me, clawing my arms and leaving her mark.
Her passion breaks me, and I turn feral with desire.
Our bodies slap together, the sound echoing off the walls.
Willow cries out her excitement as moans of pleasure fill the room.
Hiking her leg higher, I make sure to hit her clit with every meeting of our hips, and her body shakes below me.
“Linc. Lincoln!” she screams. She detonates, squirting slick everywhere.
It covers my cock, my legs, and I push my growing knot deep inside.
Her walls pulse, and my knot expands. Unable to hold back, I throw my head back and roar my pleasure as we lock together.
Spurt after spurt of sticky cum fills her, and her single orgasm turns into an endless stream until she’s vibrating, tummy clenching, legs shaking, babbling incoherently as she comes over and over again.
Overcome, it takes everything in me not to sink my teeth into her vulnerable neck.
My legs turn to jelly, and before they give out, I twist us so she’s on top.
Holding my shaking omega, I wrap my arms around her and tug a blanket over us.
Joined together, there’s nothing to do but bask in the afterglow.
I hold her against me, rubbing her back as she comes down from her orgasm.
Slowly, her breathing normalizes, and as her tension eases, I purr. Soon, Willow’s purr joins mine, and I startle at its perfection. She relaxes, satiated, calm, and completely mine.
As the world returns, darker thoughts start to intrude on our happy moment.
There are a million things that need doing.
Secrets as big as Willow’s have a way of catching up with you, and I can’t hide away with her forever.
Though my little omega won’t like it, I need to call Church and ask for the MC’s help.
This is major, and we should vote on what to do.
If they don’t want to hunt down Pack Mordred, then it’s time for me to go.
I have only one plan—protect Willow. No matter the cost
My eyelids grow heavy, my heart and soul in my arms. Together, we slowly drift off for an afternoon snooze.
The world can wait…