Chapter 5
Chapter
Five
WILLOW
The opening of the apartment door has me moving toward it excitedly, and abandoning the coloring I was doing at the kitchen counter.
Jude bought me a “Fuck it” coloring book with all kinds of sarcastic art on the pages.
There’s all kinds of hidden fun breasts and penises inside of it, and I really enjoy losing myself to the mindlessness of the activity.
It helps me decompress when I’m worried, and my anxiety has definitely been off the walls tonight.
Come to think of it, he’s home early… I wonder if something happened.
Jude looks delicious in a Henley shirt that’s open at his neck and ripped jeans, and I lick my lips as I eat him up with my eyes. Desire turns my insides loose and liquid, and when his gorgeous hazel eyes meet my gaze, I know we’re on the same page as he begins stalking toward me with purpose.
“Work good?” I smirk, my hands helping me vault into his arms. He catches me without a grunt of exertion, his hand already pulling my crop tee off so he can rub his face all over my tits as I cling to his body.
I’ll never get over his scent marking me.
“Yes. I need to tell you all about it while I’m balls deep inside of you.”
“Is this going to be a fun perk of dancing at the club?” I purr, happily falling back into the bed as he follows me.
“You know that rush I get when I dance? Multiply that by five hundred.”
Chuckling, I push down the waistband of my sweatpants. I’m not wearing underwear and Jude groans before he yanks my bottoms off and dives head first into my pussy.
“Fuck!” I wail. His tongue knows me so well, and the flat part of it rolls over my pussy lips to seek out the arousal I have hiding between them.
Spreading my lips with his fingers, he pushes his tongue into my entrance, groaning as he finds my sweet wetness. This reminds me of sneaking into the back wings after his ballet performances to go down on him as a celebratory moment.
“I think I like this new job,” I gasp, riding his face as my hips roll.
It’s when he grins and climbs up my body to kiss me that I smell something that’s not right.
“Did something happen?” I ask, sitting up to drag my nose along his skin. “Who am I killing?”
My omega still smells like the most decadent fudge, but there’s something else clinging to him as well.
“No one. I’m going to kiss you, give you an orgasm, and then fuck you from behind while I tell you about how my boss is also my scent match,” he says, grinning as he kisses me until I see stars.
My fingers tangle in his floppy, blonde hair as I use my heels to push his jeans down once he unsnaps the button and slides the zipper down.
“Jude,” I rasp. “You’re not playing fair, and I still have questions about tonight.”
“That’s it, baby. If you want my cock, you’ll have to work for it,” he teases me, continuing to kiss me. I moan as he sucks on my tongue and kicks off his pants before moving back down to rock my world.
Hitching one of my thighs over his shoulder, he spreads me wide again so he can eat my pussy. Jude can do things with his tongue that I’ve never had anyone else do. My eyes roll back as I unabashedly scream out my release, happy for once that the front door locks automatically.
I’ve unfortunately locked myself out more times than I can count, but better safe than sorry when Jude and I are locked in each other’s arms.
“On your hands and knees, Willow.” His lips and chin are shiny with my release as I flip into the position he wants me in, eager for more information.
“Tell me why you smell like amber and musk,” I insist, moaning as he slaps my ass. Yes, I’m being a brat, but sometimes I like to have him fuck me into the mattress as much as I enjoy pegging his ass. “Did he touch you inappropriately? Are you sure I don’t need to bathe in his blood?”
This is part of our foreplay. What can I say? I’m a kinky girl.
“Promise. We’ll find someone else for you to cut up,” he groans, pushing his cock slowly inside my entrance. I love how he loses his mind every time he’s with me.
It never gets old, and he loves every part of me. Even the psychotic parts. He’ll happily help me swing a hammer to get extra messy, and then likes to fuck me while the body cools.
My back bows as he fills me, and his hand fists my blonde hair as he forces me to arch more for him.
“You’re so good to me,” I moan. His hips begin to thrust as he fucks me hard enough to make my breasts bounce, and my body moves eagerly with every thrust. “Don’t stop and tell me a fuck story.”
Instead of a bedtime one, I love when he talks me through his day while he fucks me.
It’s like my brain slows down and I can be fully present.
The same happens when I’m killing people.
I am neurodivergent and have trouble focusing, but when I killed for the first time when Jude was attacked, it flipped a switch inside of me that simply quieted everything.
It’s too addicting for me to be able to let go of.
Jude tells me all about his boss as his cock slams over and over inside of me. My fingers tear at the bedsheets as I let him fuck me into orgasm after orgasm, milking his cock as his voice cracks during our conversation. Well, I don’t say much as he talks, but he knows I’m listening.
I love that my omega found the time to confess he has an alpha, and how honest they were after their initial explosive fucking. We’ve always been open about growing our pack, it just hasn’t happened yet.
Jude falls over me, barely able to hold himself up as I lock him inside of me.
“When do I get to meet him?” I rasp, happily turning with him as he holds me tightly.
“Atlas is going to text me after he brings it up with the girl he’s been seeing. He wants to discuss it with her, and make sure she understands what happened between us.”
“Are they serious?” I ask breathlessly, sweat cooling on my skin.
“That’s the interesting part. He mentioned before I went home that they’ve known each other for two years.
But they just started exploring their feelings for one another.
She seems like the kind of person that might want to take things slow,” Jude explains, kissing my shoulder.
His breath is still reedy and strained as he sucks in oxygen.
“I really liked that Atlas and I could talk so easily. It could have been a mess if he hadn’t insisted on clear communication.
I don’t like drama, and there’s no reason for it. I’m excited to meet her.”
“We could have a pack,” I say excitedly, looking over my shoulder to kiss him. He happily gives me what I want, and I can feel his cock getting hard again. “The only question, oh fuck, don’t stop. I love when you fight my lock. Yes. Dammit, I lost my train of thought.”
“I’ll give you my brain cells any day, my chaos queen,” Jude chuckles. “Are you worried we’ll have to hide the fact that we like to kill people to help center your mind?”
“Yes,” I moan. I love that he can always help me find my words. Especially when his cock is deep inside of me.
“I guess we’ll have to talk to Atlas and his special person when the time comes,” he muses, reaching around to spread my arousal over my clit.
My omega plays me like his favorite instrument, making it clear we won’t be going to bed for a while.
His body is built to fuck and dance, and he does both things so well.
“Now, I know patience isn’t your strength, but I strongly believe it’ll be worth it. I also plan to distract you.”
“Who am I to mess with a good thing?” I gasp, my legs beginning to shake as he pushes me toward my next orgasm. His fingers are rubbing and pinching my clit, expertly soothing it as much as he tortures me.
“There’s my good girl,” he growls, making me whimper as I come.
There are hours until the sunlight fills the sky, and I’ll never complain about missing out on sleep for time with Jude. That’s what naps are for.