Chapter 29 Laz
CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE
LAZ
Aurora’s legs squeeze my hips, her pussy hot through her tiny shorts.
Her heat is imminent, something I realized the moment I walked upstairs. Her scent was so fucking strong that I nearly came in my pants.
I shot a text to Noah asking him why the fuck he didn’t warn me.
His response was a kissy face.
Jackass.
I decide to return the favor by not inviting him to come play in our omega’s new nest. He’ll figure it out when he’s done exercising with Johan.
Until then, I’ll take care of our omega.
“You’re going to have to talk to me about limits,” I say against her mouth. “I want to make sure we properly care for you during your estrus.”
She shivers. “I don’t know what limits to set.” Her arms are around my neck as she leans back to look at me. “I just want to be claimed. That’s all I ask.”
My chest rumbles in response, my grip on her hips tensing. “Claimed while in heat or before you lose your senses?”
“Before,” she answers immediately.
I nod. “By all three of us?”
“Yes.” There isn’t a hint of hesitation in her features. Which is exactly what I want to see. “How do you feel about Noah and me sharing you? Knotting you at the same time?”
I don’t bother to ask how she feels about me and Johan having her together. She handled Noah and Johan together without even blinking. Thus, she’ll be fine with me and Johan.
Noah and I, however, will provide a very different kind of experience.
“He’s going to want to stretch your cunt and see if you can take our knots together.” It’s a blunt statement, but a true one. “Likely your ass, too. I need to know you’re okay with us… trying. Or if you want us to take you solo rather than as a unit.”
“He…” She swallows. “When he said double-knotting, I assumed he meant one of you in the front and the other… in my mouth or… or elsewhere.”
“Oh, he means that, too, darling,” I promise her. “But I know Noah. He’s going to want to see how much you can take. And I fully expect him to demand sharing your cunt with me or Johan. Likely me.”
Mostly to push my boundaries as well as Aurora’s.
Which is fine.
I welcome the experience. But only if she desires it.
The way her thighs are clenching around me right now—as well as the fresh wave of slick dampening her shorts—suggests she’s interested. Though, I want to hear her say it.
“I could barely take just him and Johan,” she whispers.
I nod. “They’re big.” I press against her. “And I’m the biggest.” Not a statement designed to stroke my ego. Just a fact. “But when you’re in heat, your body will be capable of taking a lot more than you can imagine.”
I’ve never actually pleasured an omega through her heat. Neither have the others. It’s something we’ve all waited to do with our mate.
Which means we’re going to rut her until she can’t walk.
Because we have years of pent-up cravings to take out on her.
I say that as well, needing her to understand just how intense the next week of her life is going to be. “It will be hard for us to hold back,” I inform her. “However, if you set limits, we will respect them.”
One of us might have to remain sane and fight the urge to rut—and that someone will likely be me, as I’m the pack leader—but we’ll do whatever she needs us to do to keep her safe.
“Everything you want to do to me will be for mutual pleasure, right?” she asks, her voice soft.
“Absolutely,” I tell her. “Noah and I have some sadistic preferences, as we both get off on power plays that involve pain. Though, our true desire is to provoke a euphoric response to that pain.”
The way her brow furrows suggests she doesn’t understand.
Which stirs an idea in my head.
“Would you like a demonstration, Aurora?” I ask softly, my thumbs drawing slow circles against her hips. “Perhaps an introduction into what I mean when I refer to my sadistic cravings?”
Her pretty brown eyes study me for a moment. “I can handle anything you want to do to me, Lazarus.”
My lips curl. “Of that I have no doubt, Ms. Bianchi. But it doesn’t hurt to have a better understanding of what I want to do to you, what we might do to you together. Yes?”
A fresh wave of honeyed slick flavors the air, making my mouth water for a taste.
“How about we play?” I suggest, my voice deepening as my knot begins to throb. “And if you want me to stop, say wasp.” I pull that word out of my memory because Johan mentioned that he used it to describe Noah when sending him off to retrieve her from Widows Peak.
It’s also a play on her beelike scent.
“Wasp,” she echoes, her nose crinkling. “Seems like a strange term to use.”
“That’s exactly what makes it a safe word, Aurora.
” I press my lips to hers, giving her a sweet kiss.
“The point of it is to make everything cease between us and to tell me I’ve gone too far.
You can use it with Noah and Johan, too.
” I kiss her again. “We don’t want to hurt you, darling. Not really, anyway.”
She gives me a dubious look. “That sounds ominous.”
“It should,” I murmur, my hands slipping down to her thighs to pry them away from my body.
She starts to slide down, but I grab her hips and toss her into the nest.
“Strip,” I tell her. “I want you naked and wet for me in the center of that beautiful nest.”
The way she glares at me from her back makes my dick even harder.
“Now, Aurora.” I place my hand on my belt. “I expect you to go up on your knees again and bend over so I can see that slick pussy. That is how I want to be invited into your bed.”
Technically, it’s my bed. But she’s marked it as her own.
And I fucking love that.
She can have whatever she wants from me.
Bed. Room. Knot.
Fuck, I’ll even hand over the entire Ferraro fortune. She can buy hundreds of cities and turn them into omega safe havens.
All she has to do is name her wish, and I’ll grant it.
Aurora slowly sits up, her gaze challenging mine.
I wait.
Then I make a show of unfastening my belt. She watches every move, her tongue sneaking out to dampen her lower lip as I pop the button on my pants.
I gradually draw down the zipper, careful because I’m not wearing anything underneath.
And smile when she takes in an audible breath.
Her tits move with the inhale, her aroma deepening as she claims my space with her sweet slick.
“Aurora,” I murmur, toeing off my shoes, then bending to remove my socks. “If you’re not naked before I am, I’m going to be very disappointed.”
She’s staring at my cock when I straighten again, her hands still unmoving.
“If you want my knot, then you need to obey, princess.”
“And if I don’t?”
“Then I’ll pin you to the bed and make you watch while I pump my seed all over your face,” I tell her honestly.
“That sounds like a reward.”
I smile. “You’ll feel otherwise when I don’t let you finish, too.”
Her gaze smolders in response. “You wouldn’t do that.”
“I absolutely would, princess. Test me and find out.”
What I don’t clarify is that I would eventually coax an orgasm from her. And then I would keep her in a state of orgasmic bliss for hours until I felt she’d learned her lesson on obedience.
That’s part of the pleasure-pain process.
At some point, the climaxes feel so good that they’re almost agonizing. I can’t wait to introduce her to that sensation. It’s going to blow her fucking mind.
“What’s it going to be, Aurora?” I ask, my hand on the top of my pants as I begin to push down. “Are you going to be a good girl? Or are you going to be defiant and force me to teach you a different kind of lesson?”
She swallows, her gaze running over my body with interest.
I honestly have no idea which way this is going to go.
She could easily choose to misbehave, which is part of what makes this dynamic with her so exciting. Most omegas simply submit.
But not her.
She likes to challenge her pack. To make us work for the reward of her submission.
I’m happy to do whatever it takes to bring her to her knees.
Including following through on my threat.
“All right,” I murmur, pushing my pants down. “We’ll do this the hard way.”
I can see her nipples protruding from beneath her tank top.
She likes defying me.
Likes that she doesn’t know what’s about to happen.
“Remind me of your safe word, Ms. Bianchi.”
She frowns, and the expression is almost adorable. “You’re the one who gave it to me.”
“I know. I want to make sure you remember it.”
Her eyes return to that burning smolder as lightning flashes in her gaze. “Wasp.”
“Well, at least I know you were listening,” I say. “Now invite me into your nest.”
She considers me, then goes up onto her knees and pulls her tank top over her head.
For a moment, I’m dumbfounded.
Because she just fought me on the undressing part, basically inviting me to come all over her pretty face instead of in her cunt like I originally intended to do.
My lips part when she removes her tiny shorts, too.
She throws them at me, and I catch them, my need to smell her arousal overriding every instinct. I inhale deeply, then growl as she goes up on her hands and knees and presents her wet pussy.
Just like I told her to do before.
“Fuck, Aurora.” I don’t even know what to do with this sassy female.
She disobeyed me, just to obey me on her own terms.
“You said this was how to perfect my nest.” She glances back at me over her shoulder, her expression exuding an innocence I almost believe. Except her brown irises are radiating triumph.
Vixen, I think, hissing a breath between my teeth.
“Am I doing it correctly, sir?”
Jesus. Fucking. Christ.
She’s going to make me come like a newly presenting alpha.
“Are you going to accept my invitation, alpha?” she asks, her sultry voice making my cock leak with precum.
“Aurora,” I growl, which makes her pretty pussy glisten in response.
This female is threatening my control, something no one in my history has ever done.
All I want to do is mount her.
Ride her.
Rut her.
But I promised this female a lesson.
Only, I have no idea which one to deliver. She disobeyed me, then executed my requests fucking flawlessly.