35. Kai
Kai
I was going to die.
Everything about her was so perfect that I must have been booted to heaven, because there was no way this could be real.
Her scent, her warmth, her tight hold on my cock. Brandy panted and purred, writhing on top of me, her essence filling every part of me as she rode my cock so hard I whimpered.
We’d been fucking furiously for the past hour, ever since we talked about her scar and blew my mind.
Her hands dented the mattress by my ears, the bed shook with how fast she rocked on me, and I groaned happily as she crushed me under her weight.
I’d made sure the bed was the strongest I could find in case I had to bring Cas into my nest when he went rogue, but it still creaked as she took her pleasure from me.
I kissed her deeply as she moaned, pure fucking relief pounding through me over how Brandy had crashed our bullshit lives.
As soon as she told me about her scar, my heart cracked open and all my anxiety flew straight out the window.
Well, maybe not all of it, but such a huge chunk that I desperately clung to her like she was my good luck charm.
I knew my morals weren’t exactly in line with most people’s, and it was seriously fucked up, but I’d thought I was going to end up crying again when she said she couldn’t have children.
Because it made us the same.
It meant I wouldn’t get kicked out of the pack because she got pregnant.
Or that I’d be permanently ignored as soon as a baby was born because my alphas would spoil Brandy and the imaginary kid I hated.
Sin and Cas’s families wouldn’t have legal reasons to scratch me off the family register, and I wouldn’t have to feel like I was just an extra pair of hands instead of the omega they supposedly loved.
I wouldn’t have to sit there for years while people oohed and aahed over a shitty little child, where Brandy got invited to every lunch, party, and outing by other omega mums, where people gave her gifts and cosied up to her all because she was the first omega of their generation to shoot out a kid.
It made us fucking equals and I was the sick fuck who was grateful for it, even though it was something else to add to her long list of pain.
“Kai, please!” Brandy cried out. “Move!”
She bent forward, changing the angle, spreading her knees so she could drive herself downwards more easily.
“Fucking hell,” I choked as she lowered again, her pussy swallowing my cock completely.
Her breasts hovered near my face, and I wasn’t saying no.
I jutted my hips upwards, cries pulling from us both as I curved my back so I could reach her nipple.
My eyes rolled as I swept my tongue over her already worn nipple, the sensation echoing in my own body.
I’d bitten her absolutely everywhere, making sure she was covered enough so she’d really be mine.
And she’d bitten me so much it was as if we’d baptised each other.
I couldn’t believe she thought we’d rather have kids over her. I had to fucking slice that thought out of her head before I stabbed Zania for even putting it in there.
All Zania’s controlling, baby-crazy antics.
..the manipulations and degradations...all the fucking shit she poured on me because of my gender and designation—there was no way I was letting Brandy go through any of that.
For a while, Zania even convinced me that it didn’t matter how many awards I won or how far I got in the fashion industry, I would always be fucking scum because I couldn’t have kids.
That woman was poison. If Brandy ever thought she wasn’t worthy to be with us, I’d go to fucking war.
“Stay focused on me,” I purred as I licked her, surging into her again. Another pulse of desire flew up from Caspian and Sin as they reached for us, but I didn’t want to share.
They knew something fucking extraordinary had happened, but it wasn’t my place to tell them. And what kind of cunt goes around being grateful that their mate couldn’t have kids?
I was the worst person in the fucking world.
If anyone had done that to me, I would have driven a hairpin through their eye without another word.
I had to keep my shit together. She was so fucking beautiful, and I needed to spend the rest of my life showing her that. There was no way we weren’t spoiling her until the end of time.
And I fucking meant we . Because my asshat alphas had had five years to learn how to treat their omega right, and it was time they stepped up their fucking game.
So I should probably let her out of our nest so she could talk to them… But that could come later.
Her heartbeat murmured on the tip of my tongue, along with the vibration of her scream as I thrust up just as Brandy slammed herself down on me.
“Right there! Kai! Just like that!”
The thud of our hips matched our groans and the hot, wet slap of slick-stained skin on skin.
She smiled at me, as worn out as I was, cupping my cheek as she took my lips.
“Kai…” she whimpered, love blooming through her heart again.
She filled me with her presence like my cock filled her. I knew she felt the same passion, this burning fucking love that had carried us since I’d brought her inside my nest and locked the door.
And through all that, I still couldn’t tell her I loved her.
She rose to grip the metal frame of the bed, using it to ride me harder. The strain on her body was unreal. I could feel how her muscles ached, but now she’d shared her secret, she couldn’t stop.
“Brandy, you are so amazing,” I groaned as she wildly jerked, pressing herself deep onto me, grinding, mewling, bouncing, panting.
“I need to feel you,” I said, my hand slipping to her pussy. “ Fuck ,” I moaned, my mouth falling back to her nipple.
Everything she felt was mine. Her pleasure gave me more pleasure. She got off on how good I was feeling. And it was a fucking upward rush of us climbing higher together.
“Just fuck me, Kai. Do whatever you want, just stay with me,” she growled. The fierceness in her voice had me giving way to her instantly.
“I’m not letting you go now. Never,” I promised, running kisses over her fresh bites, my fingers brushing over her clit. “I want my entire nest to smell of us—our nest,” I said.
“Anything, Kai. Please don’t stop moving,” she cried as I sank my teeth into her shoulder.
The whine she let out as I bit into her again was fucking glorious. And I kept pistoning into her to make sure we both felt it as intensely as possible.
As I released her, the connection which buzzed through us every time we shared a bite set off again.
“You’re so gorgeous, Brandy,” I hummed.
“Just let me come, Kai.” Her plea was everything, and I had to give in.
I held her as close to me as I could, needing to experience every second of her orgasm, pushing her harder and harder, refusing to let up.
It took one fast drop from her, one high thrust from me, and her pleasure tore through her.
Her scream quickly fell into sharp calls, every one with my name on her pretty lips.
I melted as I came with her, and I tugged at her shoulders, pulling her down so I could kiss her as we came.
And that was it. That was the perfect moment to tell her how I felt.
I love you .
It was just that. I could say it. I meant it. I knew she felt it. I just had to let the words out.
But if I really said it, I’d break the spell we were under. And I might never get it back.
I love you .
It was right there. Just as I ground into her. Right as she threw her head back and moaned my name against my lips like it was the only word she ever needed.
“Kai,” she gasped. “Come closer. I need to feel your body.” A whimper followed her words and I gave in.
I love you .
I could have whispered it against her neck as she lowered her weight onto me. I could have leant up and murmured it in her ear. I could have thrust even harder into her and just fucking shouted it instead of letting my tension taint us.
“How close do you want me?” I asked, drawing back my hips ever so slowly.
I stroked her cheek, looking deep into her as we wound each other up.
She moaned, and I knew I couldn’t stop the words.
So I captured her in another kiss, our eyes closing as pleasure took over and I shouted it as loud as I could in my fucking heart.
I love you.