Chapter 30
Chapter Thirty
Caleb is out cold long before his knot releases. He’s exhausted from the rut and Skye’s heat. I am too, but I can’t shut my brain off. The happiness in my heart is overflowing, turning me into a giddy, giggly mess.
“Looks like you’ve gotten yourself in quite the predicament.” Sterling glances over my shoulder, chuckling when he sees that I am buried deep inside our mate’s pussy.
“Like there’s anywhere better to be than inside our girl.”
He runs his fingers through my hair, detangling the damp strands. “Did you two talk?” His head jerks toward Caleb. “Good. I trust you to handle it from here.”
Pressing a quick kiss to my lips, he flops down beside us, one arm thrown over his face. “Wake me when she needs another knot. If you’re still conscious by then.”
Ten minutes pass before I can slip free. Skye clamps around Caleb, his cum leaking out around his knot. That’s so fucking hot. Reaching out, I scoop the trail of sticky liquid up and pop it into my mouth, eyes fluttering closed at the blend of earthy-sweet and slightly salty.
Yeah, I definitely need to suck Caleb off later. Get a taste of his flavor on its own.
“Sleep, brat,” Sterling mumbles, lifting his arm and offering me space to tuck against his body. Without bumping Skye or Caleb, I roll across the mattress, arms wrapping around his torso. I’m out in seconds.
Sex noises drag me awake, my cock already hard and ready. I fucking love being in a pack. There’s always someone ready to be fucked or to fuck me.
Beside me, Skye straddles Onyx, her hands pressed to his chest and her lips parted as Sterling works his way into her ass.
Best wake up call ever.
Arms wind around my waist, and I shriek, caught off guard. “’S just me, Bee,” Caleb whispers sleepily. His face buries against my throat, pulling my scent into his lungs.
I melt, letting him hold me up while our Omega gets railed.
Caleb’s tongue licks up my neck, his hands starting to wander down my sides and back up my arms. I’m so incredibly hard that it’s painful, so when his dick pokes my ass, I grind against him.
“Fuck.” His grunt is deep and smoky, shooting straight to my balls.
I want him buried deep inside me, but I also want to take things between us slow. Show him all the ways we can explode together without diving straight into obscene, heavenly fucking.
Twisting in his arms, I grin up at him. “Need a hand with this?” I grip him, thrilled that we’re both naked from our earlier threesome with Skye.
His lips meet mine, fingers digging into my chin as he holds me in place. Our tongues meet, gliding against each other in a sensual dance. I stroke him slowly, loving the thick vein along the bottom of his cock that throbs in my grip.
“You want me to fuck you, Bee?”
Humming, I press my lips to his cheek and trail them down, tongue sliding along his jaw. I nip his Adam’s apple, journeying lower to tease his nipples. My eyes track the ink on his skin. Macabre swirls of color tell endless stories, each one filled with pain and self-loathing.
This is how he punished himself for leaving Skye.
“Bellamy.” Caleb grips my hair, gently tilting my head until I’m forced to look up at his face. Half-lidded eyes search my face.
“I’m going to choke on your gorgeous cock, Alpha, and after you explode on my tongue, I’m going to feed it to our Omega.”
A ragged, pleased purr rattles through his chest. “Show me what you’ve got, baby boy.”
Oh, that does something to me.
Okay, it makes me hard, but still. My other mates have called me baby, but no one has ever called me baby boy. I think I love it.
Shifting until I’m lips to tip with his cock, I take a deep breath, immersing myself in the scent of sweat mixed with his basil and black suede. Taking him in hand, I trace that thick vein with my tongue, from his base to the swollen mushroom head where a bead of pre-cum waits.
Skye’s sexy noises are the perfect soundtrack for my exploration of Caleb’s cock. He reacts each time, throbbing as I swallow him down. I gag, pushing too far, but instead of pulling back, I relax my throat, letting him slip into my throat.
“Fates damn, Bee. That feels amazing.”
Smiling with a mouth full of cock is difficult, so I hum my appreciation of his praise, rolling his balls between my fingers and tugging lightly. My jaw aches as I bob my head, my lips stretched wide around his length.
I’m in heaven. Surrounded by the people I love most and listening to them fuck like the animals we are.
“I’m close,” Caleb warns, his hands tangling in my hair. He uses the strands to guide me faster, hips pumping up each time he pushes my head down.
Dragging a finger through the spit leaking from my mouth, I trail it down between his cheeks and circle his hole. His thighs tense, and his throat works as he swallows hard, but when I flick my eyes up to meet his, he nods.
Hell. Yes.
I don’t push in, just tease his rim until he comes, shuddering and crying out. Ignoring my instinct to swallow, I hold his release in my mouth, a single drop rolling down my chin as he pops free from my lips.
Winking at him, I shift onto my knees and crawl across the nest, putting a little extra sway in my hips.
Skye smiles sleepily where she is trapped between Sterling and Onyx, their knots locked inside her. “Hey, Bee.”
I lean down and press my lips to hers, coaxing them apart with the tip of my tongue. As they part, I feed her Caleb’s cum, groaning when she jolts, another small orgasm wracking her body.
“Brat,” Sterling teases, hand slapping down on my ass. I lean up and kiss him, giving him a taste.
Caleb chokes behind us, his cheeks burning red. His head shakes, eyes darting away when he sees he has all of our attention. “Are you hungry, bunny? I’m going to grab something for everyone.”
Skye hums, eyes glued to his ass as he stands and stretches. He’s fucking stunning. “Granola bars. There’s not going to be a lot of downtime between waves right now.”
He opens one of the benches by the window to grab them for her. I catch them when he tosses them over on his way out.
“Open up, dandelion.” Skye giggles when I unwrap one and press it to her lips, taking a bite and chewing it slowly.
I take a moment to feel her head, unsurprised to find her fever still burning. Any opportunity for a days-long orgy is cool with me, but I feel bad when she is in pain. And her post heat exhaustion is no fun. She’ll be wiped out for at least three days after.
“Want another?” She shakes her head, eyes already glassy as she shifts against Sterling and Onyx. “Need player three to tag in?”
Onyx hums, palming the back of Skye’s head with reverence. “Want to suck your Beta dry while Sly and I give you more of our cum?”
A half hour later, crashed out in a pile of sweaty bodies, my balls blissfully drained, I send a silent ‘thank you’ up to the Fates for putting me in such a kickass pack.