Chapter 45 #2
“You also kind of need to have sex to have babies,” she mumbles.
Rosalia is happy to cuddle and kiss, but none of us are pressing for more. Her heat hasn’t returned, and Dr. Walsh swears it’ll be back when she feels ready. There’s no other biological reason for it to stay away.
Pablo has had several heats over the last eight months, and we spend them in his nest. He only uses his nest for his heats because he doesn’t want to flood Rosalia’s with sex pheromones. Pablo swears they linger for days afterward and he wants her to be able to sleep comfortably.
Our routine is that Rosa stays in the room with Pablo in his nest during his heat but doesn’t participate. She smoothes back his hair, brings him water, and tells him what a good boy he is as he gets fucked through his heat. It’s not perfect, but it’s what seems to be working for now.
“I hear that’s how these things work,” I admit, dropping my head down to kiss her temple. Instead, she lifts her lips, and kisses me, causing me to hold her tightly.
I fucking love kissing my wife. She has this way of melting against me, and her little sighs and moans have a way of destroying my control. I can feel my cock stirring underneath her ass, and I pull back to rub my nose against hers.
“Nico?”
“Mmhmm.” My nostrils flare as they fill with the scent of her slick, something that’s been happening more and more. My body shudders as I cage my own desire. I can’t push her for more.
“Don’t stop.”
I didn’t realize I’d closed my eyes until I force them open to find my wife biting her bottom lip anxiously.
“Are you sure?” I rasp.
It doesn’t matter that my knot is swollen and my cock is rock hard. I will very happily snuggle and watch the fire as it finishes burning the end of my father’s control on me.
“More than sure. How do I tell my husband I want him to fuck me?” she asks, raising her brow with a smirk.
“I think you just did.”
My lips cover hers again, helping her straddle my legs.
I wanted the backyard to hold all of the things I know she loves without reminding her too much of where she grew up.
All of her family’s homes have been sold, assets liquidated, and the money has either been donated or sits in a savings account in my wife’s name to do with as she wishes.
I’m not sure if she even knows the account exists to be honest. I can happily provide for her and our pack, but Pablo insisted on holding some aside for a rainy day. Our cloudy days are coming less often, which means there is hope that the rainy ones will also find a way to hold off.
His idea is smart, so the money is sitting in an account and accruing interest in the meantime.
Rosa pulls down the straps of her dress, baring her breasts to me, and I moan as my hands squeeze them hard. Fuck, she’s a damn goddess.
Her eyes are heavy with lust, and I start to wonder how long she’s been waiting for someone to make a move. Grabbing her ass, I lift her slightly so I can suck and lick her breasts. Her whimpers get louder, and I hear the back door open. We had an audience and didn’t even know it.
“Fuck me.” Ciro’s groan snaps Rosa’s eyes toward him, and she blushes as his gaze rakes down her body. Her dress is pooled at her waist, and her skin is flushed with desire.
“Is that an invitation?” she asks shyly.
One of the things we built into our backyard is a bed nook.
The guards are beginning to take nights off except for two that walk the perimeter of the property.
They’re both smart enough to stay away from any areas we’re in because we enjoy fucking Pablo and Verona on the giant modular couch we have underneath a pavilion for weather purposes.
“Do you want your pack to fuck you, baby?” I whisper.
“Yes,” she sighs, nodding.
“Hold that thought, Little Queen,” Ciro murmurs, stepping back into the house to find everyone else.
My hands smooth down the length of her torso, continuing until they’re filled with the globes of her ass.
“Let’s get more comfortable,” I murmur, standing with her in my arms.
Could we go inside for this? Absolutely. However, there’s something magical about the sky today, and the stars are twinkling down on us. I just don’t fucking want to be inside right now.
Kicking off my shoes as I walk, I lay her down on the furniture, loving how her hair covers her body. My hands pull down her dress as they travel down her thighs, taking her panties with them. I drink in her beauty as I toss her clothes aside, and she opens her legs to let me in.
“Wow.” Rosa holds her hand out for Verona to join us, and she crawls onto the couch with us. The thing is as big as our bed, and also comfortable as hell. “You’re so pretty, Rosa.”
“Show me,” my wife moans. I can’t wait any more and my mouth is devouring her pussy. Rosa gave me the green light, and I’m going to run with that.
Verona moves closer and kisses her, while the rest of our pack joins us. Clothes are tossed haphazardly on the ground, and the guys help Verona remove her own clothes.
Rosa tugs her up, and Verona straddles her face with little urging. Sighing happily, she drops her head back as Rosa pulls Verona’s pussy flush to her mouth, whimpering as she begins to taste her.
“She’s delicious, isn’t she,” Dario murmurs, kissing Verona. Pablo moves around us to kiss and suck on his alpha’s breasts, while I drive Rosa insane with light kisses on her clit and licks across her core.
My wife gets frustrated quickly, and her fingers yanks on my hair to get me to do more.
Knowing she’s more than ready, I enthusiastically devour her cunt.
My tongue swipes over her entrance before pushing my way in, and she squeals when I torture and pinch her clit.
Ciro moves behind Verona to kiss her neck, and Rosa’s free hand begins to stroke his cock.
I can tell she wants all of us. There’s no hesitancy in her touches anymore. She’s an omega who knows what she wants and she’s ready to take it.
“What do you want me to do with my cock?” Ciro teases her, watching as Rosa shifts Verona so he can begin thrusting against her. I watch as Rosa sucks on his shaft greedily, driving him crazy even as she rubs Verona’s clit until she comes.