Chapter 14 Ryker
I had six bags of takeout in my hands. Cade had ordered a crap-ton of Chinese food from the run-down place right outside of the barracks and sent me to pick it up after my checkpoint shift.
I briefly wondered if it would be enough.
After all, we could each devour at least two cartons of General Tso’s chicken.
Hell, one time I ordered enough food for all of us, at least I thought it was enough.
I left it on the counter while I took a quick shower, and came back to find that big bastard Killian had devoured every bite.
Not a crumb left. Feeding him was bankrupting the entire unit.
I juggled the takeout, unlocked the door, and used my foot to push it open.
Fuck. The second I opened it, the most dick-swelling, mouth-watering, panty-wetting fragrance I had ever had the pleasure of scenting, hit me in the face.
Pretty little Rowan was standing wide awake in the living room.
She smelled so fucking good now that the suppressants had worn off, such a contrast to the horrible floral odor that had nearly made me vomit at the checkpoint.
Her almond, vanilla, and honey aroma had been seeping through the door to her bedroom, getting stronger and stronger each day that she slept.
The scent lingered throughout our dorm and invaded all our minds, putting everyone on edge.
We fought physically every day, taking out our frustration on each other and our furniture; much of it we had broken and glued back together.
It was driving us all mad to smell her and not be able to touch her.
But now, being so close, and having her fragrance so strongly wrapped around my senses, it took everything in my power not to tackle and fuck her right in the living room.
I wasn’t sure how Cade was maintaining his composure.
“You’re awake, Kitten! Daddy’s home with takeout!” I yelled while holding up the food, catching her attention as she turned to me with an expression of pure shock.
She definitely remembered me from the checkpoint.
Maybe my little omega had been dreaming about me all week. The recognition and shock in her expression didn’t last long. It morphed into something hotter, as her porcelain skin flushed a fiery red I liked way too much.
Yeah... she was furious. And fuck, it looked good on her.
“You!” She hissed at me like a feral little creature.
She tried to claw away from Cade so she could attack me, but he held her firmly in place by the column of her neck with one arm banding her waist. She writhed and struggled against him.
“Stop NOW!” he barked, forcing her body to go still, but it didn’t stop the verbal tirade she leveled at me.
“It was you! You’re the one who kidnapped me and reported me to Arca! Why couldn’t you have just left me alone and let me go!? Why did you trap me, sedate me, throw me in a truck, which by the way you suck at parking! You tore my life away from me! Fuck you, you assho-”
Before she could continue hurling insults at me, Cade threw her over his knee in a smooth and powerful motion.
He turned Rowan onto her stomach, facedown and parallel to the floor.
Flipping the hem of her oversized T-shirt up, Cade exposed her perky bare ass.
She tried to squirm out of his hold, but he was like a boulder, completely immovable.
“Let me fucking go, Cade. I hate you too!” she screamed, red-faced with fury as tears ran down her cheeks.
“No one is to blame for your situation but you!” he boomed, his control and patience tested to the limit as he balanced Rowan on his knee.
I had tested that patience repeatedly, and it surprised me how close he was to losing his temper with her. I had never seen the self-control Cade prided himself on, so thin. It seemed he was not as unaffected by her as he had initially acted.
She was sobbing hysterically, triggered by the sight of me and overwhelmed by Cade’s tight control over her body and emotions. I knew she had been through a lot in the past few weeks, so I expected her breakdown.
We all knew we would have to take her apart before we could put her back together.
She was completely out-of-touch with the real world and had been over-indulged for far too long.
It was comical the way she had referred to her capture by Arca as a kidnapping, as if we were the criminals, despite the reality that she was, having dodged mandatory enlistment for years.
Pointing at me, Cade continued to scold her.
“Ryker is legally obligated to report all suspected deserters to his superior, which is me. You are the one who dodged your mandatory conscription. You are the one who manufactured illegal and dangerous suppressants, and you are the one who got caught! There’s no one to blame for your situation but yourself.
Apologize to Ryker now, or we will punish you for your ridiculous outburst.”
I really hoped she was going to make this difficult so Cade would let me spank her.
As much as I loved seeing her face turn red with anger, I would rather see her ass turn red under the strike of my hand as her pussy grew wet from the stinging pain.
I didn’t care that she blamed me specifically. Her blame would make it all the more fun to bring her to heel. I had grown accustomed to easy beta women who threw themselves at my star player. Rowan was a challenge that I happily accepted.
“Are you going to apologize to Ryker?” Cade questioned again, with a raised eyebrow, still firmly holding her in place over his knee.
“Please say no. Please say no,” I begged out-loud.
A huge grin spread across my face when she shouted “NO!” at the top of her lungs and began struggling against Cade’s hold again.
Cade sighed and motioned for me to come to him. I plopped the Chinese food down on the counter before walking over and kneeling next to writhing Rowan. Cade could have made her stop moving with his bark, but I knew he liked the way she thrashed against him as he held her tightly, bare-ass exposed.
“Give her ten with an open hand. Then we’ll check and see if she’s ready to apologize,” he said.
Cade was so fucking bossy.
He had to have control over everything, especially her punishment.
I knew that one of his favorite roles in training her would be to orchestrate them.
Talon and I would most likely deliver the punishments, as Cade sometimes preferred to direct the play rather than star in it.
That’s not to say he wouldn’t get his hands dirty from time to time, but his obsession with control played into his kink for voyeurism.
“Try not to enjoy this, Kitten,” I said to Rowan, winking as I delivered the first sharp slap to her soft, pert ass, trying not to cum in my pants as I did.
Her plump cheek rippled against my palm, jolting her body in Cade’s grip. She winced in pain, crying and squirming harder.
The harder she squirmed, the harder my dick got.
“Count them, Rowan. They won’t tally if you don’t count them out loud,” Cade instructed her.
I brought my palm down harder on the next slap, and she yelped, trying to twist and hide her ass. Through her wet tears, I heard a muffled “two.”
“Good girl, Rowan. Keep counting, only a few to go before you can apologize to Ryker,” Cade said, praising her and rubbing little circles on her arm where he held her.
I continued with the rest of the punishment, delivering spank after spank as Rowan counted them out through her wailing.
To my surprise, she took her punishment well.
She endured the pain with more composure than I expected.
Then again, Cade’s hand was gently stroking her, grounding her through the ordeal.
I knew his touch wasn’t just comfort. It was calculated.
He was conditioning her. And once she’d settled into her new reality, that tenderness would lessen.
When it was done, Cade wanted to see if she had gotten aroused from the spanking, even though we both knew she had based on the smell of her slick. She was a dirty girl who loved the pain. Talon was going to have a field-day with her. Maybe the fucker would choke her instead of me for once.
“Check her,” Cade instructed me.
Rowan had stopped truly sobbing when the spanking ended. Her cries subsided to only minor hiccups and sharp intakes of breath. As I ran my hand between her ass cheeks, she flinched.
I knew she was a virgin, who was likely completely inexperienced.
I had spent countless nights jerking off to the knowledge of how tight her every hole would be.
Her pussy was perfect, pink, and glistening from how soaked she was.
Slick trickled down the inside of her thigh.
I gathered her wetness on my fingers, running them through the slit of her pussy, before bringing those fingers to her mouth.
“Suck, Rowan,” Cade commanded.
She looked between us, horrified, and shook her head adamantly from side to side.
“Tsk, tsk, Kitten. If you don’t get my fingers nice and wet, it won’t feel as good when I fuck you with them. It might hurt. I’m trying to make it good for you,” I said to her, not mentioning how soaked her pussy already was.
It wouldn’t make a difference if she got my fingers wet or not; I just wanted to see her taste her own arousal.
Cade’s hungry eyes told me he did too.
Reluctantly, she parted her lips, allowing me entry into her soft, warm mouth, and sucked on my thick fingers. I could tell she liked the taste of herself when her pupils blew wide, and she started sucking in earnest.
"Good girl. Ryker can make you feel nice now," Cade praised her again.
I saw it for what it was.
Conditioning.
Every time she submitted, he rewarded her with those two words: Good girl.
Soon, she'd start craving them. Craving us.
I removed my fingers and heard her whimper at the loss, desperate to have her holes plugged.
“Don’t worry, Kitten, I’m about to fill you up,” I said, reassuring her she wouldn’t be empty for long.
I started with just one finger, knowing she would need to be stretched, and slowly pushed it into her weeping cunt. She continued to squirm against Cade, grinding down on my finger and making little moaning noises as it went in and out of her.
She had closed her eyes and buried her face in Cade’s lap, so he hooked his pointer finger into her cheek, pulling and making her turn to look at me while I played with her pussy.
“Apologize to Ryker like a good girl and he might just let you cum, Rowan.”
At first, her words were incoherent as she struggled to process the intense pleasure of my finger slipping in and out of her while my thumb brushed over her clit.
Cade flipped her onto her back, unhooked his finger from her mouth, and I slowed my assault on her tight cunt, just long enough for her to cry out, “I’m so sorry, Ryker. Please, please let me cum.”
Satisfied with her apology, I began complimenting her.
“You look so pretty when you beg, Rowan. You should see how wet and pink our pussy is. Cade and I are going to love fucking it. You can cum, but only if you can take another finger inside. I'm going to stretch you, and get you ready for our cocks.”
My words sent a rush of slick from her core, making it easier to push another finger into her tight heat. I also lowered my mouth to her clit, sucking and flicking it with my tongue as Cade watched her cunt contract with rapt interest.
Her slick was like a drug. The smell and taste sent me into a frenzy, ravenous for her.
I ate her pussy like a starving man. I knew she was getting close to climax when she started chanting, “Oh my God” and with one more twist of my wrist and flick of my tongue she came hard on my fingers before collapsing into Cade’s chest, completely spent.
Rowan wrapped herself around Cade’s massive frame, burying her face in the crook of his neck, scenting him to bring her comfort.
She made little whimpering noises as aftershocks of her orgasm wracked her body, before looking up at him and saying, “Cade.. I um, still… I still really, really, need to pee. Please.”
Cade chuckled, carrying her into the bathroom and seating her on the toilet. I followed them inside, closing the door behind me.
“Um, excuse me?! Could I have some privacy, please?” she huffed indignantly.
“I just had my fingers deep inside your hungry pussy, Rowan. Do you think it matters if you pee in front of me?” I said as her face turned my favorite shade of shame-induced red.
Following my response, Cade said that she needed to earn privacy and was far from trustworthy yet. She fretted, wringing her hands, before she submitted to her needs and I heard a steady trickle.
When she was done, Cade pulled her shirt over her head. It was adorable how she grew self-conscious and embarrassed, trying to cover her vulnerable places. Cade grabbed her wrists, pulling her hands to her side, presenting her body to me like an offering.
“Stay still for Ryker. Show him how beautiful our omega’s body is,” he ordered.
“Fucking perfect,” I said and whistled low and slow in appreciation.
I suddenly understood Cade’s voyeurism kink, watching Rowan stand there, naked body flush against his, cheeks burning with shame. It was impossible to look away.
Cade leaned in close, whispering in her ear, his voice low and commanding as he told her to stay still. He released her wrists, only to slide his hands up her torso and grab a firm, possessive hold of her heavy tit.
She was fucking temptation made flesh.
Cade then turned the shower on and picked Rowan up, wrapping her around himself again. He had stripped out of his clothes, so I followed suit and trailed them into the steaming hot shower. She clung to him with her arms around his neck, drifting in and out of consciousness.
I lathered shampoo and conditioner into her hair, rubbing it deep into her scalp and massaging her head.
She groaned with pleasure. It was a shame to rinse the smell of us off her skin, but at least the soaps we purchased were organic and unscented.
Rowan’s natural scent smelled so fucking good, we didn’t want to cover it with any of the manufactured chemical shit.
I whispered dirty things into her ear as I touched her, sending goosebumps across her soapy flesh.
Cade then passed her to me and picked up a bar of soap.
I held her, back pressed against me, legs dangling so Cade could clean up the sticky mess between her legs.
He was such a fucking neat freak. I guess tidiness and control went hand-in-hand.
He took his time soaping and exploring her delicate folds, like he was committing them to memory.
Once he deemed her clean, he took her from me and stepped out of the shower. He wrapped a towel around them both and exited the bathroom, leaving me furiously jerking off to the memory of Rowan’s soaked cunt.