Chapter 38
"You're pacing," murmurs Ralph, as he wraps his arms around me from behind. "James'll be back soon."
I rub my cheek into his chest and sigh. "Yeah, I know.
" Intellectually, I know I'm being ridiculous.
He's less than fifty metres away. It's only been thirty minutes, and I can feel James' boredom and impatience through the bond.
Apparently, Nate isn't doing much to keep his back properly taped up, and James has threatened to give him a stern talking to if he doesn't start looking after it better.
My omega's… itchy. She's incredibly possessive of her alphas and her precious beta. At first, it was manageable by making sure the guys showered and let me scent mark them when they came back into the Annex. And that was fine for the first two days.
But the kisses she's giving them when they come back are getting longer and hotter and sloppier.
More… claiming. Even though we're already claimed.
Like she wants to reclaim them all over again.
And, the more I get to know about these men and we get past that awful initial awkwardness together, the less I can blame her for that.
Ralph spins me around to face him. There's a hunger in his eyes. I grin and lock my arms around his neck. "Have you recovered?"
He brushes a hair out of my face and smiles. "From earlier this week? Or from nearly suffocating me with one of the hottest kisses I've ever had this morning when I came back from restocking the sports drinks?"
I shrug and run my hand through his short, springy curls above his ear. I'm always amazed by their softness. "Either? Both?"
His lips drop down to mine. I moan as his tongue flicks against my lips. He pulls his head back, resting his nose against mine. "I don't think I'll ever be the same again, and I don't want to be."
How can you not fall for a man who comes out with a line like that?
I give him a gentle push towards the sofa. He grins, and sits, patting the cushion next to him.
"Do you need six words?"
"Yes," I giggle, straddling him and wriggling until I can feel his cock thick through his flimsy grey sweats against my crotch, "but I also need my pack. And I need my pack to know they're mine."
My pussy is rocking back and forth against his cock. I'm not controlling it, and I don't care.
He lets out a sound halfway between a chuckle and a groan. "Good grief woman. Loz'll gut me if we do anything on her sofa without putting down a towel."
A laugh splutters out of my mouth. "Zeke? Seb? Allen? You here? Could you grab a towel or two and come into the lounge, please?"
I steal another ravenous kiss from Ralph's lips, my eyes sinking closed as I drink him down, his tongue probing my mouth.
I can feel the head of his gorgeous cock peeping out the top of his grey sweats.
He's thrusting back against me, the head of his cock putting the most delicious pressure on my clit through the thin layer of my underwear.
There's a groan behind me and the cushions shift as a warm body settles next to us on the sofa. I pull away fractionally and glance over. Zeke's sitting next to us, a hungry expression on his face.
"Dellie's omega needs to feel like we're properly hers." He feels smug in the bond. Sounds like it, too.
Allen chuckles from beside the couch, his dark eyes sparking hungrily as he strides towards us. "Fair enough. And what does your omega need for that to happen?" he asks me, rubbing a broad hand over the back of my head.
"Mmmm. Feeling good with all of us. Together—oh!" I gasp as Ralph's smooth grinding hits an accidentally perfect angle.
"Judging by how James is feeling through the bond, he'll be back with us soon," Seb adds from behind us.
I smile at the thought, leaning back down towards Ralph's mouth and slowly pressing another kiss against his mouth, my hips picking up speed.
Zeke clears his throat. "Dellie, I wondered…"
I break my lips away from Ralph's mouth and look at Zeke, panting slightly, my face flushing. "Yeah?"
"Uh, you're always so caring for everyone else but you have a hard time saying what would make you feel good.
We can keep doing the whole six words thing for as long as you want—but I wondered if it might be easier to find the words if you were telling us how to make each other feel good?
And maybe… maybe Ralph can do to you some of what you get us to do, so you can be sure we'll enjoy it? "
"Is… uh, would you want… that?"
Allen's eyebrow shoots up, his lips quirking into a grin. I can feel a hungry enthusiasm in the bond. Seb nods enthusiastically. I glance at Ralph. "Will you, uh, help me? And help me with the words if I get stuck?"
He seizes my face in both hands and pulls me down into a sloppy, demanding kiss that makes me soak the front of his sweats with slick. He drops his hands to my shoulders and breaks his lips away from mine. "I'll help you with whatever you need."
His lips find the sensitive spot on my neck, by my ear.
A little groan slips from my lips. "Stop."
He freezes, his body twanging with tension. I climb off him.
"Towels down first. Pants off. And you all have to promise to tell me if I ask you to do something you don't want to do." I strip off my underwear as Ralph's face breaks into a grin.
Seb chuckles as he draws the curtains in front of the glass patio door.
Allen and Zeke have lined the sofa cushions with towels.
They've all shucked their clothes. We're bare together.
But… if I can pretend it's not about me feeling good…
the little part of me (even if she has been a little quieter lately) who still freaks out at the thought of being laid bare—well, she might find it a bit easier to sit back.
I place one hand on Zeke's shoulder, my other on Ralph's.
"Sit down." I place a tender kiss on Ralph's lips, then pull Zeke into a hungry, swift kiss.
I clear my throat. "Next to each other." They sit, their erections bobbing between their legs.
"You can kiss, if that's what you both want.
" I glance back at Allen and Seb. "You two can kiss, too, if you like. "
I bite my lip as I watch Allen devouring Seb's mouth. Seb's cock is bobbing against Allen's stomach as Allen fists Seb's sun-streaked brown curls. Ralph's moaning into Zeke's lips as he runs his hand through Zeke's chestnut mop. Slick is starting to drip down my legs.
The wet, hungry sounds are interrupted by the sound of the patio door sliding open and snicking closed.
My breath catches in my throat for a moment, but releases as soon as I see the light glinting off James' short blond hair as he emerges from behind the curtain.
I catch his eye. James blinks a couple of times, taking in the scene, his mouth twisting into an amused grin.
I try to ignore the waft of strange alphas and tiger balm coming from his clothes, but it's making my omega itch to restake her claim on him.
Seb breaks away from Allen's lips, panting slightly. "Dellie's omega's making sure all of us feel good." James' face flushes red.
"You go shower, but, uh, please don't take too long. And… don't bother getting dressed after. I mean, if you want to."
James nods silently, his face breaking into a grin, and he strides out of the room with a last, lingering look. I grab Seb's hand, and lead him over to the couch, and sit him on the other side of Ralph, then turn to Allen.
The shower sputters quietly into life in the bathroom.
"Which of our alphas would you like to please today, Allen?"
He chuckles. "I'd like you to choose, Dellie. I couldn't pick between them."
I glance at Zeke and Seb. They both nod. I feel lust and hunger and enthusiasm through each of their bonds.
"Hmmmm. Well, I haven't seen you take care of Zeke with your mouth. Is that something you'd like to do?"
Allen swallows. "Yes." His voice is husky. I press a kiss against his nipple, then flick my tongue against it. He groans. I walk over to the couch and grab three spare towels, dropping a folded one on the floor in front of Seb, Ralph and Zeke.
"Okay. Would you like to kneel down in front of Zeke?"
He smiles at me, fists the hair at the nape of my neck and presses a kiss on me that sends a fresh surge of slick leaking down my thighs. "I'd like that very much," he murmurs against my lips.
The sound of running water stops. Bare feet slap against hardwood and James emerges from the corridor. "Efficient," I murmur, pulling my mouth away from Allen and nudging him towards Zeke.
He walks towards me, his erection slapping against his belly, and wraps me in damp arms. I pull his face down and steal a brief kiss. "Mmmm. Better."
He grins. "Where do you want me?"
I shrug. "Where do you want to be? I thought you might have fun on your knees in front of Seb—if that's what you'd both like."
James smiles. I lead him over to Seb, stealing a kiss from him for good measure, and kneel on the towel in front of Ralph.
"Uh, Ralph? I'm… uh… going to have my mouth full for a bit, so, uh, can you tell them what I'm doing so they can do it, too?"
Ralph chuckles and strokes my hair. "Anything for you, Dellie." I roll my eyes, but smile as he kisses me, and push him back against the sofa.
I nudge Allen and James. "Make them feel good, but don't let them come." Allen chuckles. Zeke rolls his eyes.
"Cruel woman," murmurs Seb. I laugh, and tease my fingers along Ralph's shaft.
"Zeke, Seb, Ralph—you can do whatever you think the person in front of you will like. But tell them what you're doing as you do it and give them the chance to say yes or no, okay? But—uh—if they have their mouth full, one grunt for yes, two for no, okay?"
"Yes, ma'am," chuckles Seb. I roll my eyes. I poke my tongue out at him and clear my throat.
"Allen, James, I want you to use your fingers on them, very lightly. Stroke your hands down their shafts and over their balls and heads."