54. Kallis #2
He likes to call me ‘cute,’ but he’s especially sweet when he gets so excited that he can’t hold himself back.
“Just do it, Bee,” he gasps as he exposes his neck again. It is when he really picks up speed that we become caught in our feelings. My body shakes, and light cries fall from me as he winds me up.
Being apart was difficult for all of us, but it gave us time to question if we could handle the distance.
We met when we could, but there would be stretches lasting weeks where we wouldn’t see each other.
We’d still video call and eat meals together while spending time getting to know each other, but it had a different quality than when we could be together physically.
It was a slow process, but we eventually made it work.
During the first year, we became a pack, though I couldn’t pinpoint when. It’s natural for us to call ourselves that now, and the temptation of a bond is undeniable.
Of course, I wouldn’t have said no if they lost the championships, but the whole team loves the romance of a challenge. Especially when other players and their packs joined in, such as one omega promising that her Bear could name her child, and another with their honeymoon in Japan.
I bend forward, and my back bows so I can reach Artie’s chest. I’m not sure how hard to bite him, but based on mating scars I regularly see on them and patients, it has to be firm.
I swallow my nerves, pressing my teeth even harder at the space between his breastbone. He slows his thrusts, pressing deep into me, and I shudder as my teeth slice through his skin.
His yell cuts through the air, and Mathan and Orso are there instantly, stroking us, talking to us, helping us through it as Artie’s presence suddenly fills me like a burst of stars soaring behind my eyes.
“Artie!” I gasp, releasing him, falling back onto the bed. He follows me, pressing his chest to mine, sinking into the pure feeling of each other.
“I know, Bee. You’re amazing,” he groans as his heart connects with mine.
I cry out as he expands into me, reaching every place I didn’t know existed until I met them. His excitement, hopes, his fears and frustrations, each is a lone drop of emotion compared to the love that sweeps through me from my bite.
“I need to bite you back, or I’m gonna lose it,” Artie chokes. “The neck is okay, isn’t it? I won’t do it too high up, just enough to form the bond.”
Still rolling my hips, our pleasure soars with the bond in place.
I don’t want him to dip his chin and stretch open the bite, and our height difference makes it easy to offer my neck to him.
“I love you, Bee. I love you so much,” Artie sighs before his teeth clamp my neck and he quickly bites down.
Pain sears through me, and I gasp out in shock, but the puncture rapidly fills with his love, and it blossoms into something far deeper.
Artie stays fixed to me as the bond swells and grows.
Whimpers fall from us in quick succession, and Mathan and Orso stay close, calming me as Artie’s intense energy explodes through me.
I jerk again as Artie thrusts upward, coming so fast that my mind spins.
How can someone have so much energy? It’s like fierce electricity pouring into me, restarting my heart, and fueling my veins.
“Harder,” I order. I press at the back of his head, keeping him against my neck as my heart unlocks further.
I understood Artie’s possessiveness on a surface level, like when he was injured last season, but it never fully clicked for me.
Even when the three explained their instinct to claim each other and me, I was still uncomfortable with the idea of being owned. But as I hold Artie, sinking into his love as well as his cock, it finally becomes clear why Artie was so urgent about becoming mine from the start.
“More,” I demand. “Artie, give me more of you.”
He bursts out laughing as he pulls his teeth away. He wipes his mouth along his forearm before he drags me into a kiss.
“You’re so perfect, Bee.” His gasps become stutters as my pussy clenches, and I grind on him, and I know he’s close. “It’s like your iciness is cooling my fire.”
If that’s what he wants to believe, then so be it. But how can anyone stay calm when his energy blazes like this?
“I love you,” he groans, dipping his head to kiss my breasts.
“I’ve always loved you, but this is so intense.
” Drops scatter my chest, and I think he’s spreading kisses over me until he looks up.
Tears fall from him, trailing down his cheeks, and I can truly feel how desperately he’s wanted an omega his entire life.
“Just keep loving me, Bee,” he groans as he comes, and I bend forward to nuzzle his cheek and lick at his tears. “That’s all you need to do.” He clings to me with the full force of his possessiveness. “Just love me, and I’ll give you everything you want.”
There’s no way to hide his emotions from me, and I can’t run from the strength of our connection, either.
We stay molded to each other, feeling into our hearts as Artie licks at his bite on my neck. I take his weight as he lies on top of me, murmuring sweet things in his melodic voice as I purr away.
“I’m never letting you go. You’re going to stay with me forever, and I’ll never stop loving you.”
“Uh huh,” Orso’s voice cuts through our haze, clearly unimpressed. “And what about us?” he asks as he leans in, and sweet clover tinged with annoyance rushes over us.
Artie chuckles in reply. “Er, well, yeah, there is that, too.”