Chapter Thirty-Two #2
She does it again and again, using me as a toy for her pleasure.
The Alphas are panting, and the repeated thump of flesh tells me they're jacking themselves to the show.
Blaze and Knox must have an obscene view. They have a front-row seat to Halley's glistening tight hole split open on my cock.
"Mmf. Shade!"
Rut, I love when she calls my name like that.
And she loves my piercings.
The little Omega moans each time my tongue piercing drags over her bottom lip, and shudders with every slide of my pierced cock.
I’m swimming in a haze of delirious pleasure, edged with just the right amount of pain.
Because I can’t come. Not yet.
This is for her. She comes first. Always.
My body’s right on the edge, teetering between restraint and ruin. But I hold the line. I won’t break.
I’m not some new recruit with a trigger-happy finger. I’m a war-forged soldier, trained to endure and serve. And dammit, I can survive a pulsing Omega pussy long enough for her to take her fill.
As if she hears my determined declaration, she seeks out the sweet spot just below my earlobe with unerring accuracy and laves it with wet, passionate kisses.
“Oof.” The sound rips out of me before I can stop it.
My eyes snap open. I clench my ass cheeks hard, and ball my hands into tight fists to hold off my orgasm.
Halley is proving every rut-damned theory I’ve ever read.
Omegas are built for this.
For fucking. For pleasure. For wrecking my self-control with nothing more than a needy whimper and the bounce of her ass on my thighs.
I’m right there. Too close.
I’m not gonna last.
I have to do something.
I direct her talented mouth away from my neck, slide two fingers into her mouth, and press down on her tongue.
Almost immediately, Halley’s eyes roll back and flutter. That soft, dazed O-space look settling over her again.
Her hips ease to a slow grind, and I can breathe.
There. Threat neutralized… for now.
Once again, my research comes in handy. She might not fully understand it yet, but her body does. As a Pack Omega, she’s built to be filled, cherished, overwhelmed by devotion from every side. My needy girl can’t help but crave to be stuffed full in every hole.
As her Pack Beta, it’s my job to know what she needs… even if she doesn’t.
I distract myself with talking, words spilling from me so I don’t spill my seed instead.
“Can you feel it, baby girl? That bar of metal through my cock?” I ask, petting at her thigh. “I got it just for you. Do you like it?”
“Mhm, mmm,” she moans while laving her tongue down the seam of my fingers.
“Did you know we talked about you almost every night between battles? Blaze used to get off on the story of how you came apart on my tongue. How you loved how it felt against your little clit. How your slick soaked my face. I probably described it a hundred different ways, like a bedtime story we both knew by heart. Tell me, sweetheart, do you remember?”
I release the pressure on her tongue and let her speak.
"Y—yes, Shade. I thought about it too," she gasps, words tumbling out between ragged breaths and around my fingers. Her voice garbled but clear. "All the time. Your tongue… I— I couldn’t stop thinking about it. About you. All the time—"
“Because my tongue piercing sent you wild, we started wondering…” I say low, rubbing the pads of my fingers back and forth gently along her tongue, a slow and deliberate penetration to keep her Omega hindbrain satisfied even as we talk. “What else might?”
I let the silence stretch, just long enough for her breath to hitch.
“One night, Blaze got this look in his eye. You know the one.” I smirk. “Next thing I know, he’s got me pinned, and he’s digging through the med kit.”
Behind me, Blaze chuckles darkly. Not the least bit sorry.
I lick my lips and cock my head. She’s entirely focused on me. Lucid and paying rapt attention to my story. “Alphas can’t have piercings you know, so he pierced my cock for you, baby girl. I fought him hard, but maybe you can tell me… was it worth it?”
Halley pulls herself almost all the way off and the piercing pops out. She howls and trembles.
“Yes, yes. I love it. I love how it feels inside me, Daddy. Ah— yes, like that. Feels good. So, so good. Need you to fuck me with it every day. I—oh, please…” she says as best as she can around my fingers, drool spilling over her chin.
Satisfaction floods through me.
“Good girl,” I murmur with a smirk. I pull out of her mouth and brush my wet fingers along her jaw, gently guiding her face to look over her shoulder. “Now say thank you to your Alpha for your gift.”
Her gaze drifts to the two Alphas watching from the edge of the nest.
A visible shiver runs through Halley’s body. If she’d forgotten that she’s being watched by her whole Pack, she’s reminded now.
Her voice is breathy, tone hitching as she speaks. “T—Thank you for my gift, Blaze.”
I glance toward Blaze. He’s leaning forward slightly, his eyes wide and shining with pride, hunger, maybe both. There’s a manic gleam behind his grin as he strips at his cock, fist blurring.
Tension builds in her muscles, thighs straining as she lifts herself. She’s trying hard to push through, but I can feel her shaking with the effort. Today’s training took its toll, and she’s worn out.
That won't do.
She's mine to take care of.
I raise my knees and press my heels down for leverage. I grasp her hips, lift her, and hold her aloft, taking her whole weight.
She squeaks in protest, instantly trying to fuck herself back onto me.
“Easy now,” I murmur, “I got you.”
I thrust upward.
She lets out a squeal, breathless and surprised, as I take over the rhythm.
She’s delicate. Petite. But I know exactly what she can take.
And I’m going to give it to her.
I fuck up into her body hard.
"That's it, baby girl. Let me do the work. Show your Alphas how sweet and messy you can be. Soak me, Omega. Make a fucking mess on Daddy."
Halley moans on each thrust. Skin slapping skin, the filthy wet sounds from her pussy, and the Pack's grunts of arousal. Together, the noises are obscene.
My balls draw up tight as I pump up into her from below, and I know I can't last much longer. I’ve run out of time and need some intervention.
'Fuck. Shit. Need back up here, LT,' I send to Viper through our mental link.
He abandons his weeping cock and leans in, sliding one hand up her spine while the other cups her breast. His thumb circles her nipple twice before giving it a firm pinch.
"Ah!" she cries out, her body clenching tight around me. And rutting stars, my vision nearly whites out.
'Steamin' rutting-fuck, LT. Not like that,’ I choke down the bond, barely holding it together. ‘You're supposed to get her off, not me!'
He smirks but shifts his focus, releasing her nipple to trail his hand down the soft curve of her belly, over the swell of her mound. He doesn’t go straight for the obvious. Instead, he parts his fingers and glides them down her slick seam, slow and deliberate.
A thick finger nudges around her stretched entrance, brushing against my cock as I move inside her.
Fuck, it feels good.
It spikes pleasure low in my spine, and I groan, hips lifting to chase that friction. My shaft grinds against his finger, and the sensation is jarring and electric. The bond between us thrums in recognition. Hot and approving.
This is how it's supposed to be.
Alpha, Beta, and Omega. Together.
Halley moans loudly. Her pussy grips me as Viper's touch sets her on edge. Just as I’m certain it’s impossible for me to hold on a moment longer, Viper takes mercy on us both. He circles her clit once, twice, and it's enough.
Her eyes lock on mine.
And she shatters. A sob rips from her throat as she clenches around me, tight and trembling.
I break too.
A guttural groan tears free as I thrust deep and spill inside her, hips jerking with each pulse.
Viper eases back, his hand slipping away, leaving us joined, shaking, and riding out our pleasure.
There’s a pull in my chest, sharp and sudden. Then it spreads, like heat soaking into cold skin. I don’t brace against it. Instead, I let it overcome me.
‘Shade, Shade. Feels good. Thank you, thank you,’ Halley’s voice echoes.
The bond.
It’s back.
I can hear her in my mind and feel her in my heart.
Suddenly, I’m breathing different. Deeper. Like I hadn’t been getting a proper lungful of air until now.
Some missing piece has clicked into place and I’m startled that I’ve been living without it. How could I ever exist without my sweet girl right here? Right in my heart where four golden strands, delicate but unbreakable, are tethered to my soul. One for each of them.
My Pack.
It’s not complete yet.
The link between Halley and Blaze and Knox is still missing.
And we need to seal the bond with a claiming bite.
But my link with Halley shines with fierce determination.
‘Baby girl, you’re incredible. So beautiful,’ I send down our connection.
Halley collapses onto my chest, and I wrap my arms around her, holding her tight.
"Frack," she gasps, her breath hot on my neck.
“Fuck,” I agree, my heart hammering.
I'm more determined than ever to make this Pack work. I can't go back, not now we've had a taste of how good life could be.