Chapter 26 Bonnie
Bonnie
We’ve got less than a week before we’re home. Despite a few small delays, we’re actually making good time. Such good time that just before we get to Colson’s Pass, I decide that we can all take the afternoon off to just relax and enjoy nature.
Everyone except Nathan, Kevin, and Rojer seems happy about this.
Except, I’m lying. The real reason I need to stop and get some air is because of all the alpha scents that are now so strong I have an almost constant headache.
Kevin smells like dry grass. Nathan is a strawberry liquor, and Rojer is aniseed.
Every minute of every hour, they get stronger, unbearable.
Scents I hate. I can cope with muted smells of the betas and the Prince pack, but not those alphas.
I just need some space to get away from the constant barrage and aggression.
Justin and Quincy blow up a beach ball and start playing with it. Kendall joins in. Cyn goes and sits on a rock, looking out over the view. He looks so peaceful that I don’t want to interrupt him.
Rory and Kota end up play-wrestling on the grass. My chest fills with pride, the same way it always does when we get to this point in the journey. This is when everyone starts coming together; they know each other, and we’ve become a team.
Except this group hasn’t. Not really.
There is a schism between the two alpha groups and even the beta group. They are friendlier, but it’s not the same, and I’m not sure why.
“I’ll be back!” I call out to the group.
“Where are you going?” Kota calls.
“Just checking the trail and the toilet. I don’t need an armed escort.”
I leave before either of them can get up and follow me.
I just need a moment alone to think.
Dad will be waiting to see if I radio in on time. If I don’t, he’ll come and storm the park, bringing ten levels of wrath. I need to make it back before them, especially since I lost the satellite phone.
I take care of business, and bound up some rocks. I fling myself at them, climbing with ease, until I’m standing on top, the wind blowing in my hair, with a view of Colson’s Pass.
It looks good. I can’t see any new rockfalls, but there’s always the chance of something happening. Which way should we go? If we go through Colson’s Pass, we’ve got a cliff wall that we need to descend on the other side. If we go around, we add three days to our journey.
I pace the rock, making an internal list of pros and cons.
“Are you planning on making a walking track in that rock?” Vale murmurs.
I spin, kicking my leg at his knee, but he’s prepared for it and lifts me off my feet, slamming me on my back.
Air explodes out of my lungs.
“Amateur move, Bonnie.”
I snort a laugh. “Pulled my punch when I realised it was you.”
“Oh, did you now?”
His eyes crinkle and then get serious. I should be afraid, but I’m not. Not of him, never of him.
“Bonnie!” Rojer calls. “Where the fuck is she now!”
Vale slams a hand over my mouth and drags me off the rock, back into the forest.
“Bonnie!”
He pulls at my shorts, shoving them down. When he gets to my underwear, he simply rips them off me. I wait, watching to see what he’s going to do next. I might be holding perfectly still, but my body is reacting like I’m on fire.
I lean my forehead against the tree, unable and unwilling to stop him. I want this; I’ve wanted this for ten damn years.
He spits in his hand and slides it through my pussy, hooking his fingers in my entrance and pulling up until I’m on my tiptoes.
“Bonnie! Where are you?”
“Bonnie,” Vale whispers, taunting me as he copies Rojer. “Where are you?”
Vale chuckles in my ear and leans against me. I hear him undoing his pants. Everything is loud and crystal clear. It’s bright and in slow motion. Do I want him? If I said stop, he’d stop.
I don’t want it to stop.
Vale removes his fingers and rubs his cock through the slick that’s gathered. He rolls his hips until his cock finds my entrance and slides in. Just the tip. My eyes roll, and I bite my lower lip to silence myself. I try to rock back, but he holds me immobile.
The dark danger that is this alpha has me pinned, and I love it. Vale won’t hurt me. Or he will, but it will feel so good.
“Bonnie, where are you?” Vale mocks in my ear. “Oh, look, there you are.”
He shoves up hard.
I tilt my head back, gasping, stunned and helpless to this feeling. None of my other fucks had made me feel like this. Not a single one. Vale owns me, he is made for me.
My alpha.
“Bonnie! I want to talk to you!”
“I don’t want to talk to you,” Vale murmurs and bites my shoulder through my top.
I sob as he thrusts ruthlessly against me. He is so big, I can barely think. I vaguely know where I am, but I don’t even care if we get caught, as long as he doesn’t stop.
“BONNIE!” Rojer screams.
“Dude, she said she needed to shit, leave her the fuck alone,” Cyn grumbles.
“She could be hurt.”
“She’s shitting. Do you know any female who would answer someone in the middle of laying a brick?”
Vale pauses. I think we both do. I need to digest that without laughing, but, god, it’s hard. “Hmm. Let me check.”
Before I can stop him, he’s pulled my hips out and is circling my puckered hole with a slick, wet finger. He presses, for seconds, nothing happens but my pussy shuddering around his cock, then the muscle gives way, and he buries his finger knuckle-deep in my ass.
“Nope, no shitting,” Vale whispers and groans. He rolls his forehead on my shoulder and moans. “How do you feel so good?”
“Bonnie!”
“Oh, man, you are not going to give it a rest, are you? Don’t say I didn’t warn you,” Cyn snaps.
“Fucking hell. I’m going to get you somewhere where you can really scream, and I’m going to fuck you until you lose your fucking voice,” Vale hisses in a threatening growl.
I get wetter, and we both feel it.
“Oh, Bonnie, really? Do you like that, huh?” Vale chuckles again.
His free hand squeezes my hip before sliding up under my top and gripping my breast hard enough to ache, but it’s the pain that feels good. My knees get weak as my senses explode from the over-stimulation.
Vale is seven kinds of dangerous I should be avoiding. I know I should. He ruined me, yet I’m hopeless and helpless beneath his hands.
Not because of who he is.
But because I want this too much to fight it anymore.
“Shut up and fuck me,” I snarl at him. “Or I’ll find someone who will.”
Vale freezes.
“Yes, ma’am.” He pulls his finger out of my ass and wraps that arm around me, anchoring me to him. “But remember, if anyone touches you from here on out, I will deliver you their skins. You belong to us now,” he snarls and bites the side of my throat.
He slams his hips into me, his hand wrapped across my mouth, stopping the mewling screams I want to let out. Over and over, his cock hits my g-spot.
Nothing matters.
Nothing. Matters.
Not the other campers.
Not my family.
Not the vows I took, the secrets I keep. Nothing matters but this alpha and the way he is claiming me.
And this is a claiming.
He is marking me inside and out. Even my scent mixes so well with his that I know I will wear him for days.
“Come on my knot, Omega.”
His growl is so sudden and vicious, so unearthly, that I instantly clamp around him as he shoves his knot up into me, my body is forced by his dark demand to obey, to yield to him.
My alpha has commanded, and I can’t do anything but give to him what is his.
I shatter, screaming into his mouth, pausing only to suck more air into my nose before I scream again.
He doesn’t stop fucking me; if anything, he fucks me harder and faster, wringing it all out of me, his fingers are points of contact holding me still, his arms bands of steel keeping me where he can fuck me best.
My body goes hot and cold. Cold and hot. Lightning and floods, fire and ice. I fall into the bliss that is an omega knotted. My pussy fluttering and clamping around his knot as he fills me up.
His groan is deep and visceral when he finally stops moving.
I’m knotted.
By my alpha.
What the fuck have I done?
“Bonnie, you’re overthinking,” he snarls.
I struggle but stop as pleasure melts my limbs again.
“You can run. I’ll let you. But I’m a very patient hunter, and you belong to me now. It’s inevitable.”
His dark promise should scare me.
It’s oddly comforting.
But I’m not giving up without a fight. No, they brought this on themselves.
When he pulls free of me, I turn, slick and cum pours out of me, and to my absolute scorched surprise, he drops to his knees and licks me clean.
“Oh, god,” I hiss. I lean back against the tree. “This is a bad idea,” I pant and bite my lip. My fingers tangle in his hair as I ride his face, rolling my hips as I chase the wave of pleasure he is giving me.
“This is the best idea,” he murmurs into my pussy.
I shake, my legs trembling as he seals his mouth to me and sucks.
I have to cling to the tree to stay upright.
“We can’t do this anymore,” I pant. “We have to stop.”
He laughs and stands up.
“Half the fun is the chase. So run, little wolf. We’ll chase you.”
I pull up my shorts, hesitating when I realise I don’t have underwear. I give him a narrow-eyed look.
“My underwear?”
“Spoils of war.”
I shake my head.
“BONNIE!”
There’s more of them now. Kevin and Nathan have joined Rojer.
Vale growls.
I move towards them but am yanked to a stop. Rory smiles at me.
“You smell delicious.”
I peer up at those incredible green eyes. His words slowly make sense.
“Go wash. We’ll take care of this and see you back at camp.”
I hesitate.
Rory growls. “I promise nothing will happen to them right now.”
My eyes flit suspiciously to his and then Vale’s.
“But,” he says, waiting until I look at him. “If they smell you, they are going to want to touch you, and if they touch you, I’m killing everyone.”
“You guys can’t just threaten to kill everyone.”
“Who said it was a threat? It’s a fucking promise. Now go. Kota is waiting at the spring for you.”
I step back.
“Bonnie!” Nathan snarls.
“Where the fuck is this bitch?” Rojer asks.
I turn and quietly make my way back the way I came.
Sounds stop me. Rory moaning. I listen to them fucking. So fucking loud. I want to go back and watch.
“Oh, for fuck’s sake, what are you two doing?” Rojer shouts!
“Fucking, now fuck off!” Vale snarls.
The warning in the alpha’s tone spreads through the forest, turning it still and deadly.
I turn and keep walking, trusting them to keep their word.
Kota is sitting by the water waiting for me.
“Hello, beautiful omega.”
His nostrils flare, but the relaxed and easy tension doesn’t change.
“Vale and Rory said I need to wash,” I say as I shift my weight.
“Oh, you do. You smell like a knotted omega. That scent alone will drive every alpha in the vicinity to a killing rage to have you.”
“Except you?” I snarl, frustrated.
“Oh, no, especially me. I would happily set fire to the world to keep you.”
My knees get weak.
“You can’t say things like that to me,” I murmur.
“Why?”
“Because it’s not fair. How am I supposed to keep distance up when I want to throw myself at you?”
Kota touches a finger to my chin, lifting it. He touches his lips to mine.
It’s the most gentle and sweetest kiss I’ve ever had. I can see a future with these alphas. I can see a perfect, picturesque forever with them.
I stumble back, my heart pounding.
Because I don’t believe in forever.
No, that died the last time I put my heart on the line.