Chapter 22 #2
“Oh, yes, I’m fine.”
Nodding, I head out the sliding door. They’ve gone from playing tag to hide and seek.
“Can I join?” I ask.
Sloane looks up, giving me a beaming smile. “Only if you’re ‘it’ first.”
“Fine,” I sigh, laughing. “Ready?”
The kids shout yes, and I cover my eyes.
I start to count, and the kids all start to giggle with excitement, followed by the sounds of them moving around the backyard.
“Ready or not, here I come!” I shout. Opening my eyes and removing my hands, I look around the yard.
I smile to myself because I can already see two sets of little feet. But I don’t go looking for the kids yet, I go hunting for the Alpha.
It takes me a moment to find him, but when I see where his hiding spot is, I snort out a laugh.
I guess with his size, there aren’t many places to hide back here.
“I wonder where everyone could be?” I hum aloud, pretending to look around as I make my way over to the tree. “So many good hiding places. I bet no one picked the tree.” I step to the side and see Sloane frowning. “Found you.” I grin.
“No fair,” he mutters. “This tree is too small.”
“Or maybe you’re too big?” I giggle.
“You calling me fat, Omega?” He cocks a brow.
I look him up and down. “Nothing fat about you.” I wink. “Now, who’s next?”
After I’m done finding all the kids, we play another round. This time, I’m the last to be found.
“Kitten? Where are you?” Sloane calls out.
“There’s a kitten?” one of the little girls asks.
“I wanna see!” a little boy whines.
“No. I call her Kitten,” Sloane answers back.
“But her name is Lexi,” The oldest boy argues.
“It’s a nickname,” Sloane explains.
“My mom has a nickname for my dad,” the little girl says. “She calls him asshole.”
I’m unable to keep my laughter in. It bubbles up, and I slap my hand over my mouth.
“Is it just me, or is that pool laughing?” Sloane asks. A second later, Sloane lifts up the kiddie pool I’ve been hiding under.
“Finally,” I laugh, uncurling my body. “I thought I was going to fall asleep here. You, my sir, are bad at hide and seek."
“Rude.” He glares at me playfully, offering me a hand and pulling me to my feet.
Not long after, the kids manage to tire themselves out a bit. We take them inside and put a movie on.
Bitsy lets me know that her daughter is on the way and will be picking the kids up, and she insists I head on home. I offer to stay longer, but she says we’ve done enough and thanks us.
Sloane tells the kids to be good for their GG before we leave.
“That was not how I thought I’d be spending my day,” I laugh. “It’s normally Silva who hangs out with kids.”
“Not a fan of kids?” Sloane asks. “Because you were great.”
“It’s not that. I’m just not a super social person. I keep to myself a lot. I’m known around town, but no one knows me, if that makes sense. I’m close with the girls and maybe a handful of people around town. That's it.”
“Now Aiden and I are added to that list.” He takes my hand in his.
“You are.” I smile at him.
I’m not sure why, or how, but today had me thinking. A lot.
I want Sloane and Aiden. The idea of them leaving town makes me upset.
They’re mine and Emmett’s, part of our future. It’s time we start allowing ourselves to accept it. It might have only been a week at this point, but I’ve been told that Alphas and Omegas tend to live on more of a fast track. Especially if it involves scent matches.
Spotting a bench outside the flower shop, I pull him over to it. I climb onto the bench to stand taller.
“What are you doing?”
I turn to face him.Now, we’re at eye level. “Come,” I beckon him closer.
He lifts a brow, lips twitching, but does as I ask. He steps closer to let me wrap my arms around his neck.
“I’ve never wanted Alphas,” I start.
His brows jump. “Ouch, Kitten, way to stab a man in the heart.”
“Let me finish,” I laugh. “Because of my past, my brain convinced me that Alphas were evil. It wasn’t until I met a few good ones around town that I started to see there are, in fact, decent Alphas out there.
Still, the idea of being with an Alpha was something I never gave the time of day.
I had no trust. Omegas or Betas only. Hell, I was happy if I ended up dying a virgin and being alone for the rest of my life.
That was, until Emmett came into my life. ”
“Sounds like a lonely life.”
I shrug. “I had my sister, this town, my job. But most of all, I had my freedom. I didn’t care about anything else.
Then, enters Emmett. That man made me feel things I never dreamed of, and he started slowly chipping away at my walls.
He gave me a whole new outlook on life, and because of that, he opened the doors for me to be more accepting of you and Aiden.
I know in my heart that Emmett would never allow anyone to hurt me, so despite what my heart was telling me, my brain was saying something else.
Until Emmett, my safe place, said that it’s okay to open my heart up. And you wanna know what?”
He wraps his arms around me, pulling me closer. “What?” His warm breath puffs against my lips.
“I’m glad I listened. You and Aiden are the very thing I never allowed myself to want.
Alphas I never thought I’d ever have, despite being an Omega.
I can’t deny our connection or that the universe put us together for a reason.
I thought I’d need time to take things slow, but every time I’m around you both, the idea of taking my time makes me want to cry. ”
“Don’t cry, Kitten.” He brushes his lips against mine, kicking my heart into overdrive.
“What I’m trying to say is, I want you and Aiden as my Alphas.
I want us to become a pack. I don’t want to fight the connection.
Let’s go with what feels right. I know you’re holding back because you don’t want to scare me, or pressure me, and I fucking adore you for that.
And I know it must be hard because of who you are as a person.
You're loud and passionate, silly and fun. And I noticed right away that you care, hard. So don’t hold back.
Be who you are. Don’t stop to think if you’re being too much, because Sloane, you’re never too much.
You're enough. Just enough. Perfect the way you are, and I can’t wait to see where this goes. ”
“Fuck,” he rasps. His pupils are nearly black now, chest heaving with every breath. “Lexi.”
“Yes?” My heart pounds in my chest, warmth blooming between my thighs.
“Can I kiss you?” he growls.
“You never have to ask,” I breathe out the words I never thought I’d tell an Alpha.
He closes the distance between us, crashing his lips into mine.
I moan, both hands grasping at his hair. Sloane growls, his lips moving against mine like he can’t get enough of me.
Heat rises between us, my thighs growing slick. His touch and scent have me feeling intoxicated.
I feel like a greedy little Omega. My tongue swipes at the seam of his lips, demanding he part them for me. He does happily, my tongue plunging into his mouth, tangling with his.
We kiss, hot and heavy, until my head spins and I’m whimpering with desperation. Sloane pulls his lips away from mine, both of us panting heavily. “Take me home,” I plead, the need that kiss built inside me almost unbearable. I need this man so damn bad right now.
He licks his lips and nods. Helping me down, he takes my hand and starts tugging me in the direction of my house.
Damn not taking my car. Why did I choose today to enjoy walking?
Thankfully, we’re not too far from my place.
“What are you doing?” I ask as Sloane scoops me up into his arms when my house comes into view.
“If you’re going to be out of breath, I’d rather it be because you’re cumming hard on my tongue, not from running.”
Giggling, I let this massive man carry me the rest of the way home. My head is spinning, giddy feelings mixing with my arousal. He sets me down on my feet when we get to the front step.
My hand is in my pocket, grabbing for my keys and unlocking the door before I’m even steady on my feet. The moment the door is shut, I’m the one shoving Sloane against the door.
“Fuck,” he grunts, staring down at me with heated eyes. “You’re so fucking sexy.”
“I know. Now, shut up and kiss me,” I demand.
“Yes, ma’am.” He grins, leaning down to kiss me.
We’re a mess of tongues and teeth as we claw at one another's clothes.
“Christ,” he groans when he sees me in all my naked glory.
I swallow hard, nipples hardening as I do the same. This man is fucking gorgeous. Toned, sun-kissed skin covered in stunning ink.
My eyes trail back up to meet his blazing ones. “No sex,” I breathe.
“No sex,” he rasps in agreement.
“But...”
“Whatever you need, Kitten, I got you. You’re in charge.” His husky voice has goosebumps breaking out over my body.
“Show me what that tongue can do.”
He gives me a feral grin. “Yes, Omega.”
Something about an Alpha taking my command has slick gushing free, coating my thighs.
Sloane inhales deeply and groans. “Fuck, you smell so good. I need to taste.”
He reaches for me. I wrap my arms around him, and he lifts me up by my thighs. He growls when my wet heat embraces his thick, throbbing cock.
We’re kissing again, like we need each other's air to breathe, as he carries me through the house. We break apart when we get to the stairs, and I start kissing his neck.
I’m so damn wired I feel like I might explode. His scent is driving me wild. I buck against him, seeking relief.
I start to suck at his neck, whining desperately as I claw at him.
“I got you, Kitten.” He grips my ass, squeezing hard as he rocks my core over his cock. “Fuck, you feel so good. I’m losing my mind right now.”
“Alpha,” I moan when his cock slides over my clit.
We make it to my room, and he’s lying us down on the bed when I take him by surprise and start to grind down on him.
“Lexi, baby. Relax. Let me take care of you.” He runs his hands up and down my back, groaning when I bite him. “Careful there, Kitten. Bite any harder, and you’re going to mark me like Emmett did.”
Something inside fills me with possessiveness and jealousy. Why should Emmett get to bite him? I want to bite him, too. He’s mine, not just his.
I suck hard on his neck, making him grunt. His hips thrust up, pushing his thick shaft against my messy cunt. Then I bite. Hard.
My eyes roll back, and I shatter above him. Sloane growls, his arms around me tightening as his cock twitches against my pussy. Warmth fills the space between us, and I continue to rock myself on his shaft, spreading our mixed release all over him.
When I’m done, I pull back and lick my lips, the taste of copper on my tongue.
Sloane grins up at me, eyes lidded with pride and desire. “Do you know how fucking amazing it feels to be marked by both my Omegas?” he groans. “Fucking pure ecstasy.”
I bite my lip and smile, this time not feeling the rush of guilt. If Sloane didn’t want it, he would have said something.
“It’s a shame, though. I wanted to taste you so fucking badly.”
“Who said you can’t?” I roll onto my back and part my thighs. Looking at him with lust-filled eyes, I play with the mess between my legs, rubbing his cum over my sensitive clit.
He groans, sliding off the bed and onto his knees.
He moves his way between my thighs and pulls my ass towards the edge of the bed.
“Such a pretty pink pussy,” he murmurs, rubbing his thumb over my clit, making me gasp, my nipples tightening.
“So swollen and messy. So much slick, and it’s all for me. ”
“Alpha,” I moan, that fire still burning bright inside me.
“Shh,” he purrs. “I got you, Kitten.”
My eyes roll back, hands clenching at the sheets when his tongue meets my pussy.
“Oh fuck,” I whimper, thighs clamping against his head.
I’m already overly sensitive from the first orgasm, so every lick of his tongue has me gasping for air.
But, true to his word, Sloane shows me just how magical his tongue really is.
The way he works me over has another orgasm building quickly. With every swipe of his tongue, the way he sucks my clit into his mouth, and how he nibbles down just enough to make me squirm, has stars exploding behind my eyelids and throughout my body.
Over and over again, he has me gushing slick, coating his mouth and tongue.
The sounds he makes are filthy and so damn hot.
He grunts and growls, feasting on me like a starved man.
It’s when he thrusts two fingers inside me a few times, then curls against my sweet spot, that has me cumming hard around his fingers, his lips still wrapped around my clit.
My back arches off the bed, hands shooting out to grab at his hair. I know I’m pulling his hair roughly, but he only snarls like an animal and works his fingers faster as a powerful climax rips through me.
I’m a shaking mess as I fall apart, cumming hard. So much slick pours out of me that I’m practically drowning the poor man.
He doesn’t seem to be complaining, a deep rumbling growl of satisfaction adding vibration to my already sensitive clit, making the orgasm last longer.
I’m gasping for breath, the air knocked clean out of my lungs to the point I see stars and pass out for a second.
My body is buzzing with pleasure when my muscles finally unwind, allowing me to relax into the bed.
I open my eyes when Sloane pries my thighs apart. He looms over me like a fucking god, his hand working over his cock, every muscle in his body straining with each stroke.
“Fucking hell,” I whimper, the sight so damn erotic.
His eyes lock on mine, lips parting, and then he’s cumming. My attention flicks down to where he’s squeezing his knot as he angles his cock towards me. Thick ropes of cum cover my stomach and breasts, even a little bit dripping onto my pussy.
He coats me in his cum, and I perfume like crazy.
His lips twitch at the side, chest heaving. “Hmmm,” he hums as the last spurts of cum hit me. “Does my Kitten have a cum kink? Does she like being marked all over by her Alpha?”
“Yes,” I whisper, my body feeling like jelly. Why am I so damn tired now?
Does being pregnant mean needing a nap after two orgasms? That's no fun.
“I’ll remember that for later.”
He leans down and kisses me softly. I sigh happily, lids growing heavy.
“Thank you,” he murmurs against my lips.
“For what?”
“For blessing me with the privilege of touching and tasting you, but also for making me yours, Kitten.”
“You’re welcome.” How do these men make me feel this good? Three amazing men, and they’re all mine.
He pulls back and chuckles. I can’t see the look on his face, sleep demanding to take me under.
“Sleep, Kitten.” He kisses my forehead. “I’ll clean you up.”
I want to insist that I can do it myself, but I’m too sleepy.
I can feel him cleaning me up with a warm washcloth, then covering me with a blanket.
I’m almost out when I hear him whispering as he brushes hair out of my face. “I promise we’re never going to hurt you, Lexi. If anyone ever tries, we will end them.”
Something about his words make me feel safe and protected as I drift off to sleep.