Chapter 28
Hunter
My last coherent thought before I dove onto Ryder’s cock like it was the final round of a hot-dog-eating contest at the county fair was that I was one lucky son of a bitch.
Seriously.
I had a ridiculously handsome Alpha gripping the back of my neck while I sucked him into my mouth. Our gorgeous Omega was stretched out on the bed, watching us through hooded eyes like she’d just bought front-row tickets to the greatest show on earth.
And if this was our story, it sure as hell wasn’t the ending. It felt more like the opening scene to the rest of our lives together. How perfect it could all be.
I loved that she loved Ryder and me together. And fuck, I loved her. The realization hit me somewhere between her getting here and Ryder knotting her.
Most people would probably say I was insane for falling this hard this fast, but when you meet the person who fits you perfectly, everything just clicks. Like the universe finally stopped screwing around and handed you the missing piece.
You just knew when you knew.
I’d known it with Ryder the moment we met.
And now with Scotty, too.
I groaned around Ryder’s cock and dragged my tongue slowly from his balls to the tip, tasting both him and the sweetness of Scotty with every stroke of my tongue.
“Fuck, Scotty,” I groaned, working Ryder’s base roughly with my fist while I talked to our Omega. “Your slick tastes so good on our Alpha’s cock. Did you enjoy your first knot?”
“Yes,” she moaned, crawling closer to get a better view.
“It was so hot, Scotty,” I told her. “Watching you bounce on his cock. I can’t wait to give you mine.”
“Hunt, stop fucking talking and start fucking sucking,” Ryder snapped, sounding like he was hanging on by a thread.
His hand closed around the back of my neck, and he pushed forward again, sliding deep into my throat as he started thrusting. I held on and let him take what he needed, groaning around him when his body finally tensed, and his come hit the back of my throat.
My own cock was so hard it almost hurt by the time he finished, and I was worried that the second I got inside Scotty, I was going to embarrass myself spectacularly.
Not exactly the look I was going for.
Scotty was watching me through half-lidded eyes when I lifted my head, her pupils blown wide and her cheeks flushed pink. I got to my feet and stalked over to her, grabbing her and sealing our lips together.
My tongue slid into her mouth, and we both moaned at the taste of the three of us mixed together.
“Ready, Baby Girl?” I murmured against her lips. “Because I don’t think I can wait much longer to fuck you.”
“Please,” she whined, and that was all the encouragement I needed.
I lay her back on the bed and spread her thighs wide. Ryder’s come was still coating her, and I made a quiet promise to myself that when we did this again, I’d take my time savoring every last drop of him from her pussy.
Because there was definitely going to be a next time.
I lined myself up, and I wasn’t gentle when I thrusted into her. Scotty gasped as I filled her, her body tightening around my cock like a damn vise. I had to start mentally running hockey plays through my head just to keep from blowing.
Left wing pass. Breakout formation. Defensive coverage.
None of it helped much.
“Do you like that, Sweetheart?” Ryder’s voice rumbled from where he knelt beside the bed. “Like having our boy’s cock buried deep inside you?”
A deep flush spread across Scotty’s skin from her cheeks down to her chest as she managed a breathless “Yes, Alpha” between gasps. Ryder reached down and started toying with her breasts, and the sound she made nearly pushed me over the edge.
“He feels so good,” she cried, lolling her head from side to side as my knot brushed against her entrance.
I was so fucking close, and Scotty hasn’t even come yet. The last thing I wanted was to knot her before she finished.
“Get her on top of you reverse cow-girl style, Hunt,” Ryder ordered, and a low snarl slipped out of my chest.
I must have been close to a rut, because for one stupid moment, my brain decided Ryder looked like a threat instead of the man I loved more than anything.
“Stop that shit, Hunt,” Ryder snapped immediately, and his voice cut straight through the haze. ”Or do you need me to remind you who is in charge, Brat?”