Chapter 11
“Mine.”
Holy shit, was that my voice? It sounds so possessive and rumbly. I guess that’s what happens when my alpha is on the verge of a godsdamn rut.
Zoe gently pulls out of Jake, and my packmate collapses face first on the bed. “You good, dude?” Deacon calls out. Jake replies with a weak thumbs up before his arm plops back to the comforter, making Dee chuckle.
Zoe’s pupils are blown out, her perfume near choking levels of potent, and I know she’s one good dicking away from succumbing to her heat.
She stares at my erection and whines, rubbing her thighs together.
Gone is the dommy mommy who just fucked my packmate into oblivion, and in her place is a sexy little omega begging to be knotted and claimed.
I reach for her, and she comes willingly into my arms, pressing tight against me. Her head tilts up and her lips part, practically begging for a kiss. Who am I to deny her? I slant my lips over hers and lick into her mouth like a feral, hungry beast.
Deacon comes up behind her, sandwiching her between us as he helps her out of the strap-on, tossing it onto the bed.
We’ll have to clean it later, but that’s the least of my concerns right now.
My pack leader snakes a hand around to dip in the front of Zoe’s bikini bottoms, groaning.
“She’s so fucking wet and ready for you, Mav.
If you don’t hurry up, I’m gonna have to have a taste myself. ”
Fuck no, he’s not about to jump ahead of me.
I know he’s goading me, but my hindbrain doesn’t care.
My knees hit the floor a second before I bury my face between Zoe’s thighs, tasting the slick that’s seeped through her clothes.
My hands skate up to her hips, and I quickly untie the flimsy bits of string that hold her bottoms up.
She whines again when Dee pulls them from between her thighs, the fabric dragging over her clit.
He’s already removed her top, so he throws both on top of the discarded dildo.
His big hands come around to grope her breasts and I can’t control the growl that leaves me.
Holy hell, who does my alpha think he is growling at my pack leader? Before I can apologize, Deacon is backing away, palms up placatingly. “I’ll let it slide this time, alpha, but you can bet you’ll be apologizing to me on your knees later.”
Usually I’d clap back at him, just because I enjoy his funishments, but I’ve already leaned in to eat out my omega and my mouth is otherwise occupied.
I lick and suck every part of Zoe’s swollen cunt, adjusting when I hear her gasp, doubling down when she moans.
I’m just about to fuck her greedy pussy with my tongue, when my omega grips my hair and yanks up viciously.
I get the hint and stand. Over her shoulder, I see Deacon whisper something to my worn out packmate, who nods. Then Deacon is pulling Jake onto his lap and sliding him down onto his erection. Amusement threads through me. Deacon has always liked a good cockwarming session.
Another sharp tug on my hair has my attention snapping back to the naked, needy woman in front of me. “No more foreplay, alpha.” My cock kicks at hearing her call me that. “I am burning up and haven’t come yet, and I can’t wait any longer. I need you to knot me. Now.”
I pick her up and her legs instinctively wrap around my hips, her slick center pressed against me. “Your wish is my command.”
Since most of the bed is clear, I toss my omega onto it and she bounces once before I crawl over her.
Her muscles tighten and the whine she makes is different this time.
My instincts tell me it's one from pain, not pleasure. I won’t ever hurt Zoe, so I line my cock up with her dripping entrance and slide into her heat.
“Fuck, babygirl. You’re so…fuck you’re so tight.” I pound into her with a desperate rhythm, driven on by her cries of pleasure and pleading for more. “I’m not gonna last.”
“I don’t care, I need your knot!” my girl demands.
We’ve already established I’m a simp and won’t deny her anything, so I slam forward, grinding into her sex until my knot slips in with a pop. Her pussy clenches around me as she comes, and I thrust into her as much as I can to draw out her orgasm.
It’s as if the whole room disappears and a magnetic force is pulling my jaw to the top curve of her breast. I sink my teeth into her supple flesh, and I nearly finish right then.
I manage to stave off my climax, licking over my bite to seal it.
That is, until Zoe contracts her abs to sit up so she can latch onto my neck.
The connection snaps into place and it feels like coming home.