Chapter 37 #2
“Baby girl has finally shown her claws,” a low voice murmurs into my ear, and it takes my brain a moment to connect that the voice belongs to Shade. “That was beautiful, little one. He will not forget that anytime soon.”
My chest is heaving, Shade’s forearm bands around my chest, pushing my breasts up.
I look up to the smirking faces of Viper and Blaze.
Both of their eyes are bright, and I notice the telltale tenting at the front of their shorts.
My cheeks heat when I realize the state I’ve left the Alphas in.
I don’t feel bad for using my Omega wiles to win.
My body is humming and alive like I’ve never felt before.
This is what it means to be an Omega. Capable of bringing the strongest Alphas to heel.
A hard rod presses into my back as Shade holds me close to his front. While my blood is still pumping, being held so intimately by Shade and feeling a hand splayed over my belly does funny things to my insides.
“Sparkles, that was fucking hot,” Blaze says, his voice coming out as a low husky rasp. “I volunteer for the next round.”
Viper whistles, and his eyes track up my body, lingering at my pillowed breasts for a long moment and finally landing on my mouth. He licks his lips and takes a step forward.
As I try to get my thoughts in order, my head spins.
My blood is still rushing through my veins, pounding with the adrenaline that has left me on a natural high.
My inner Omega is basking in the attention and she’s making me dizzy with her desire to jump from Shade’s hold into theirs.
Instead, I arch my back and grind into Shade’s erection.
He makes a wounded sound that causes a rush of slick of spill from my pussy.
“Enough, baby girl,” Shade’s deep voice growls low into my ear. “You’re starting something we can’t finish.”
I whimper with disappointment, but a small rational voice at the back of my mind agrees.
Knox hasn’t said a word, and he finally gets to his feet. His lower lip is split, and it’s the only evidence of my assault. I watch with morbid fascination as the cut closes before my eyes, leaving only a trail of blood behind. His tongue flicks out and licks up the trail, and I salivate.
Prime Alpha is hurt, my instincts coo.
It’s my responsibility and honor to soothe him. To lap at the wound until it heals and lick clean the blood from his face. To taste the coppery tang and…
Frickity frack.
My pussy is wet with slick and my mating gland is pulsating beneath the leather of the bite collar. Shade’s body feels so good against mine. If I don’t get out of this situation, I’m going to beg. I know I am. I can feel it on the tip of my tongue.
A savage snarl rips from Blaze’s lips. The cheeky smirk is gone, replaced by a feral mask.
“Omega,” Blaze growls, his voice sharp and husky. “You smell so fucking good.”
My legs clench and my head spins. More perfume fills the air.
The tension sky rockets between me and the Alphas.
Shade snarls back. The sound is just as primitive, but without the chest rattling ferocity which comes naturally to an Alpha.
Viper takes a lumbering step forward, and Shade’s arm around my chest tightens.
He juts a finger at Viper with his free hand. “Nope. Not a step closer, big guy.”
Viper stops, but Blaze continues to slink forward, his nostrils flared.
“Stop, Blaze. All of you, walk it off.”
Knox’s eyes haven’t left my face once since he got back on his feet. A deep growling rumble rolls from his chest, almost drowning out Shade’s demand.
My breathing is labored and my heartbeat is loud in my ears. My palms are sweaty, but my mouth is dry as I watch Knox stalk towards me, his eyes a brilliant ruby red.
A gasp leaves my lips when Shade finally releases his hold on my belly, pushing me behind him.
“Halley, go. Walk calmly away. Don’t run, it’ll trigger their prey drive.”
I swallow thickly, pushing back against my arousal.
It finally dawns on me. This is dangerous.
Viper looks like he’s losing the battle to control himself. Blaze isn’t even trying, and Knox… Knox is looking at me like he’s a heartbeat away from pushing me in the dirt, flipping me onto my belly, and rutting into me from behind.
My logical brain tells me I need to listen to Shade and get out of here as fast as possible. But my inner Omega doesn’t care, she’s basking in the attention.
Shade steps between the Prime Alpha and I, repeating with clipped forceful words. “Walk. It. Off.”
I think Shade is the bravest Beta I’ve ever met. He’s standing between me and three blindly horny Alphas without breaking a sweat. If Knox barks an Alpha Command, I truly have faith that Shade might be able to resist.
It’s kinda hot.
Okay, so it’s extremely hot.
I’ve never had someone protect me like this before.
I whimper. More slick forms.
It’s a vicious cycle.
My eyes flick to movement on my left and realize that Blaze has circled around me. His movements slinky and smooth. A proper jungle cat stalking its prey.
A shiver of fear cuts through the arousal.
Logic wins. I need to leave.
I take two wary steps backwards, scanning attentively for any indication that the Alphas might pounce.
Viper’s hands twitch and his muscles clench, but the big guy doesn’t move.
“Halley. Get out of here. Now. This isn’t a fucking game,” Shade says again, his tone strained.
I turn, forcing my body to put my back to the obvious threat and take measured, unhurried steps towards the forest. We all need me to put a few trees between myself and the team.
My thighs are slick with arousal and I feel like a rut-damned homing beacon for horny Alphas.
They’ll be able to scent me for miles, so it’s not like I can hide.
I reach a fallen tree and declare it far enough. Slumping onto the log, I continue to breathe hard, aware that my face and the tips of my ears are burning with need.
It felt like a good idea to use my Omega skills in the moment. Now, I’m not so sure. The whole team is in a state of high tension, and I’m guilty for setting them off. It’s a cruel tease, and it finally dawns on me just how inexperienced they are with an Omega.
They’re not used to handling themselves with a perfuming Omega around, and my pheromones have brought them to the edge of losing control.
It would be my fault if they dipped into rut.
Knox isn’t the kind of Alpha who relishes in losing control. He’s going to be majorly pissed.
Despite my raging guilt and growing trepidation about the outcome of our sparring session, my pussy is throbbing with insistent need. My skin feels like it’s vibrating with energy.
I can’t go back to camp like this.
I scan the surrounding forest, and all I see is trees and rocks coated with dark green moss.
I slip my hand down the front of my pants, gasping as my fingers slide through the wet heat.
Closing my eyes, I can’t help thinking about the team.
Knox’s possessive snarls, Vipers barely controlled desire, Blaze’s heated gaze, and Shade’s protective hold.
I sink one of my fingers into my soaking channel with a muffled moan and think of Viper’s massive muscles flexing.
How his large hands would dwarf my body.
How his cock would feel stretching me wide, pounding into my heat.
I just know his cock is a fucking monster.
I picture it, girthy enough to make me question whether it will fit.
I add another finger and moan loudly into my fist, pumping in and out as I imagine his cock stretching me wide, pounding into my heat.
How his come would gush inside when he pumped me full of his seed, followed by his thick knot.
It would lock inside me and stimulate that pleasure spot rumored to only be activated by the press of an Alpha’s knot.
I bite my bottom lip to hold back the cries that want to rip from my throat as my fingers pull out of my heat to rub quick, tight circles around my pulsing clit.
The leather collar around my throat feels tight, and it presses against my swollen mating gland.
It only drives me higher as my desire spirals.
I imagine how it would feel if the hungry hands of the team ripped away my collar, baring the raised bundle of nerves.
A wet mouth clamping down. Sharp teeth puncturing and holding tight.
The feeling of my blood being sipped by their mouths as their come floods into me and knots lock tight.
I’m close. So fucking close.
My whole body is quivering.
My orgasm hovers so close to the edge that my whimpering is almost constant.
Except it never comes.
I try and try, but I can’t reach my climax.
Tears of frustration roll down my face as I continue to tease my clit, trying to chase that final release. My thighs clench as my stomach contracts and I can’t think of anything else except how badly I want to come. I need it so much it hurts. My core throbs painfully, begging for relief.
I let out a sobbing moan when I realize I can’t get there.
I pull my hands out of my slick soaked pants and wrap my arms around myself. I’m twitchy and heated and irritated beyond all belief. The log beneath my bum is cold, and the bark digs into my thighs.
The sound of breaking branches makes me glance up, my heart skipping a beat.
“Halley,” Shade calls from the camp tree line, and my core clenches woefully. “You can come out now.”
I rise unsteadily from the fallen tree I’d been slumped on for what must have been over an hour. My whole body tingles like it’s been asleep, and I sigh in defeat.
I can only imagine the punishment Prime Alpha Knox is going to dole out for this latest stunt.
Is it wrong that I’m kind of looking forward to it?