Chapter 13 #2
Daniel pulled her bonnet off and grabbed her hair, taking control of the cadence.
He wasn’t going to embarrass himself by coming down her throat the minute he got in her mouth.
He might’ve had to mentally recite a few random NFL stats to distract himself, but he managed to hold onto his self-respect a bit longer.
Then Bianca started to moan. Daniel thought this fucking omega might be the death of him. Dante was playing her pussy like a fiddle, and she was absolutely writhing with pleasure. The vibration of her lips felt delicious on his cock. Daniel hated to admit it, but Dante was damn good at oral.
He returned his focus to fucking the omega’s mouth, palming one of her perfect tits as he did, enjoying how she trembled when he ran his thumb over her nipple.
She was so responsive like this, so different than the impenetrable fortress she normally was.
Daniel felt a primal satisfaction knowing that it was his pack that brought this out of her, and they were the only people who got to see this side.
Bianca Bonnycastle was theirs.
She just didn’t know it yet.
A minute later, Daniel watched her come, hips bucking and breasts bouncing as she shook with her orgasm.
He pulled out of her mouth, both so he could hear her screams and so he could stave off his own release.
As good as her mouth felt, Daniel wanted his cum in her pussy, leaving his mark alongside the remnants of Dante and King.
Her pussy was going to smell like pack from now on, they’d make damn sure of it.
“Oh my god, Dante, oh my god!” Bianca cried, the words rounded by her posh British accent in a way Daniel found sexy as hell. “Oh my god, alpha!”
Dante flicked his gaze to Daniel, eyes dancing with triumph. Daniel couldn’t even be annoyed. Not when Dante’s alluring dark eyes were staring out of a face coated in Bianca’s slick and her pussy was just waiting to wrap around Daniel’s cock.
The moment her orgasm subsided, Daniel yanked her to the edge of the bed.
Before she could even react, he was shoving inside her, burying himself to the hilt.
He moaned at the juicy warmth of her, the way she immediately clenched around him.
Her nails dug into his shoulders, and now it was his name on her lips.
“My god, Daniel! You’re so big!” she practically sobbed, as he pulled out part way before easing back in. “It hurts, please don’t stop! More, Daniel, please!”
It was too much. Her begging him, moaning his name, her pussy gripping him like she never wanted to let him go. Daniel’s spine tingled and he knew it was all over.
He came, gripping his knot, fighting the impulse to shove it inside her and feel her milk it the way she was currently milking his cock. He braced himself with arms on either side of her head as he caught his breath. Bianca lay beneath him, panting and shuddering.
“Goddammit.” Daniel didn’t have to look at Dante to know he was smirking his pretty ass off. It was hard to be embarrassed when he felt this damn good, but he might never live this down. “You turned me into a two-pump chump, woman.”
“That was more like a pump and a half,” Dante cackled.
Daniel groaned. “Her pussy has a kung fu grip and those fucking double ds are bouncing around and I’ve been waiting all fucking night. Give me a break.”
Dante laughed harder. “Well, these double Ds said she was going to come twice. Dante delivered. What’s Daniel gonna do?”
Daniel flipped him off, then slipped that same finger inside Bianca’s pussy as he slid his cock free. “I’m going to finger fuck my cum deep into her cunt, suck on her clit, and show her who’s superior at oral, fuckwad.”
Dante chuckled, settling comfortably against the headboard to watch Daniel work. Daniel turned all of his attention back to the omega wrapped around his middle finger. She was watching him, waiting for him.
“I know that’s not enough after feeling me in your guts, sweetheart, but I promise to make it up to you,” he told her as he knelt.
He pulled his finger free, crossing it over his index and then using the crossed digits to push his cum deeper inside her.
She gasped, pussy clamping down hard. “Goddamn, you are perfect, Bianca. Let me feel you come. I want this filthy cunt drenching my hand.”
He lowered his mouth to her clit, circling it with his tongue before sucking it into his mouth.
He moaned at the tangy taste of her, relishing the way she lifted her hips, pressing desperately into his mouth.
Her pussy quivered around his fingers as he pumped them in and out of her wet warmth, curling at the end of each stroke to tease her g spot.
Bianca cried out his name, and it sounded like music.
Before long, her legs began to shake, thighs clamping tightly around his head, fingers tangling in his hair.
She tugged at the short strands, somehow trying to pull him closer and push him away at the same time.
Daniel wrapped his free hand around her thigh, pressing his forearm across her pelvis to hold her in place.
“Fuck, Daniel! I can’t! It’s too much!” she moaned.
Daniel kept kneading her clit with his tongue, humming contentedly. Dante crawled over, capturing her mouth in a rough kiss and swallowing her moans. Slick ran down Daniel’s fingers as her pussy constricted again, so tightly he thought he might not be able to pull his hand free.
“Didn’t you already get in trouble for telling your alphas what you can’t do, little Viper?” Dante purred, nipping at her bottom lip. “Van wants you to drench his fucking hand, so do as you’re goddamn told.”
Dante reached down and squeezed one of her peaked nipples. That seemed to be the last straw, as Bianca jerked violently, hips spasming, and pussy squeezing Daniel’s fingers for dear life. Slick gushed over his hand and face, the sheets, and anything else in the vicinity.
The two alphas watched, satisfaction blaring down their bond as their omega came apart for them. It was the most glorious thing Daniel had ever seen.
She didn’t move as they cleaned her up, barely resisting when Daniel lifted her easily and placed her carefully on the dry side of the bed, tucking her in. Dante joined him at her bedside, looking down at the exhausted omega. She could hardly keep her eyes open.
“So, what’s the verdict?” Daniel asked softly, tucking her hair back beneath her bonnet. “Who’s better at oral?”
“The results are inconclusive, I’m afraid,” she answered, lovely eyes glinting wickedly. “Further testing needed.”
Daniel laughed, surprised by her playfulness. She looked more relaxed and content than he’d ever seen her. A beast roared in his chest. His pack had done this. They’d given this omega—their omega—exactly what she needed.
And this was only the beginning.
“Get some sleep, snake lady,” Dante ordered, planting a quick kiss on Bianca’s parted lips. “Rest up while you can. We have big plans for you, sweetheart.”
She was probably asleep before they even shut the door behind them. They lingered in the hall, grinning like fools for a few minutes, before finally starting back toward the office. Dante stopped them before they reached it, however, placing a hand on Daniel’s arm.
“Van, about what you said earlier,” Dante’s voice was hesitant. “I hope I haven’t done anything to make you feel that way.”
Daniel gave Dante a sidelong glance, wondering how his packmate could sound anything but euphoric after the fun they’d just had. “Man, I can’t remember half the shit I said in there. That woman is fucking molly in human form.”
Dante shook his head, smirking despite the concern still evident in his eyes. “She would hate that description more than she hates your nickname for her.”
“She secretly loves it.” Daniel shrugged, knowing he wasn’t far from the truth. Bianca Bonnycastle wouldn’t admit to enjoying anything, but he could tell what she actually hated and what she hated that she loved. Mostly. “Just like she’s secretly crazy about me.”
“Yeah, about that.” Dante looked serious again. “So is King, you know. He loves us differently, but equally.”
Daniel felt the uncharacteristic urge to blush.
When he’d made that passing comment about King not being an impartial judge, he hadn’t expected Dante to pay much attention.
He forgot that, despite his easy charm, Dante was nothing if not sincerely caring.
He’d never intentionally made Daniel feel less important.
But Daniel did feel that way sometimes. Dante and King had so much history.
They’d known each other since they were kids, and they’d served together.
Their relationship was well-established when he’d met them by chance at the gym a handful of years ago.
Daniel had been rebuilding his body and his life after a career-ending football injury.
He hadn’t ever thought much about joining a pack or anything else beyond athletics, but they’d hit it off almost immediately and it’d felt like a puzzle piece clicking into place.
Still, he felt like he’d never be as close to either of them as they were to each other.
It was an embarrassing insecurity he’d thought he was past, but apparently not.
“You’ve never made me feel less loved, Papito,” Daniel said, fondly ruffling Dante’s hair.
“Taking an omega together for the first time was different and emotional. I think I was just processing what it felt like not being the newbie in the dynamic for a change. And I got to share a first with you. It was cool.”
Dante smirked again. “Was it your first time getting pussy? Cause you sure came like it was.”
“Fuck you, Dante,” Daniel replied, storming away in mock outrage while his packmate laughed behind him.
“Anytime, babe! It’s not like it’ll take long!”