Chapter 30
Chapter
Thirty
August
Soft whimpers echoed through the quiet house. I dropped my practice bag and shoes right by the door and dropped the takeout on the counter. Lach and Conrad sent me ahead so our omega wasn’t just stuck home overthinking like she did.
I would never turn down some alone time with her. It was still hard to believe that she was here with us permanently.
That I’d never have to sit outside her window, waiting to hear her cries of pain and step in before it could go further.
But that sound didn’t settle me now.
I moved through the kitchen and into the living room. It was too loud for her to be far.
I glanced over the couch to see her burrowed in blankets. She shifted as if she subconsciously knew I was watching and a long, slender leg poked out before shoving them off.
“Lachlan,” she breathed out on a moan. Her hands ran over her shirt and her chest heaved.
I’d almost be hurt if he wasn’t pack.
She shoved the blankets off the rest of the way to reveal flushed cheeks and parted lips. Her sleep shorts had rode up so high I could almost see the print on her cotton panties.
The tank top barely hid her pebbled nipples. I could scent her slick as she let out another long moan, this time Conrad’s name the one to be spoken.
I’d record this for him if I knew she was into it. For now, I just committed it to memory, waiting for my name.
“August.” This time it was a whimper not a moan. That was all the control I had.
“Firecracker, you’re killing me here,” I said as I dropped to my knees next to her. She shivered as my fingers brushed against her cheeks. I hoped it wasn’t a hint of heat starting.
“August?” her voice was a needy rasp but her eyes were open now and locked on me. My delta was raging under the surface, begging for me to let him out.
All I wanted was to take her up to my den and fuck her into oblivion. We were both working up to that point but my firecracker had to call the shots for now. I wasn’t going to take things too far or too fast.
“Please?” her hand went to my cheek and I groaned at what she was asking.
“Please, what? I need your words, omega.”
“I’ve been thinking about your knot for weeks. I want you to fuck me, August. Be my first.”
That was what I needed. My delta moved before I processed it, scooping her up and practically running up the stairs. She laughed and clung to me tighter. Her scent was so bright and sweet and mouthwatering.
I shoved open my door but bypassed my room before ducking into my den. It was dark and cool, the walls covered in black paint, the sheets a dark red satin. The light overhead cast a dim light that meant I could see my omega but that was about it.
My delta surged to the surface in response.
This was where he could be active the most. I’d stopped rut blockers just after she moved in.
I’d taken them long enough the clinic doc promised I’d be off by her heat.
For now, they were subdued, coming back in bits and pieces.
There was enough residual meds in my blood to keep it at bay.
But right now… I needed her in a primal way.
“Take me, August. I’m yours,” she promised. Then she was pulling me down to the mattress with her. The kiss was a claiming clash, her tongue tempting me to give her everything she craved.
I had to remind myself to be gentle. That this was her first time.
It wasn’t easy when she looked up at me with those gorgeous, blue eyes burning with desperation and hunger.
When her scent was this sweet and perfect.
My omega was half-feral now, taking the lead before I could talk myself into being a gentle delta.
“I need you,” she growled, her hands gripping my shirt and tugging it off. Part of me wished we could take our time, but hadn’t we done that with our previous lessons?
This was no longer a lesson, but the explosion that had been building for months.
I helped her strip me of my clothes before I started pulling hers off gently. Thank fuck for her loose sleeping clothes.
The moment she was naked her tongue was on my skin, lapping at my salty flavor as my cock ached angrily. She had me more turned on now than I had ever been in my life. Including the last time my tongue was lapping at her sweet cunt.
As if that thought triggered my delta into action we were moving, snatching our girl up and laying her out like we wanted. Her eyes were a bit glassy with need and her chest heaving. She looked properly needy.
“Mine,” I growled. “You’ve always been mine, firecracker.”
“Then prove it, delta,” she challenged. Then she let those gorgeous legs fall open to expose her dripping pussy.
When I started to lean down to taste her she stopped me, clamping her thighs shut and glaring.
“We’ve done all that. Give me your knot. Now,” she bit out. I couldn’t help but smirk at that.
“You need me that bad, omega?” I asked as I moved between her thighs, hands pressing against her knees until she opened for me. She wrapped her legs around me, pulling me closer, done with our lessons and ready to show me what she’d learned.
For once I didn’t want to drag this out or fight. But she deserved to know where my delta was at. I had control, but even a delta had his limits.
She was mine.
“Firecracker. In preparation for your heat I went off my blockers. I can’t promise I’ll be a perfect gentleman for your first time,” I warned.
“If I want a gentleman I’ll go find my alpha. I know what I’m getting with you,” she said, raising an eyebrow. Every second I denied her, the more it brought out her fire.
I was stoking the flames now. She was desperate for me and I was going to turn that burning into an inferno.
“Just remember you asked for this,” I teased before I wrapped my hand around my cock, teasing it through her slick. The blunt head of my dick teased over her clit and she arched off the bed. I stroked my cock over her until she was writhing, her hands gripping at the sheets.
Only when she had relaxed and let herself fall into the pleasure did I slide into her core. I pushed forward in one steady stroke. When I hit my knot I pulled back, then slammed my hips forward. She gasped, back arching again, as I fully claimed her, my knot finally home.
“August,” she breathed out on a whimper, writhing under me.
I should have known my firecracker didn’t need that moment to adjust. So, I took her like I told her I would, bracing my arms on either side of her body before fucking her furiously.
Her hands clung to my arms and her legs dug into my ass as I fucked her.
This was everything I’d ever dreamed it would be.
Dhara’s sighs and moans were the best sound I’d ever heard. This was a glimpse at the softer side of my omega that not many saw. Just me and my pack.
She was so fucking strong, but all she wanted was someone to take care of her. To give her everything she’d ever wanted and more.
I dipped down and claimed her lips in a heated kiss, never slowing my thrusts, my delta barely winded.
I’d never been so turned on in my life but I could last forever like this. My instincts were burning under the surface and keeping my mind on her and her alone.
She fucked me back just as fiercely. Her hips snapped up, meeting me each time, her legs squeezing me as tightly as she held on.
“So fucking perfect for me omega. I’ve been dreaming of this day for years,” I growled as I laid over her fucking her hard and fast as my mouth latched onto her neck.
I sucked hard, marking her to appease my delta.
She wasn’t ready for my teeth. That deserved a conversation with the pack, not just me and her in a semi-rut.
My delta surged forward as my knot swelled, pulsating against her sensitive walls. Her gasp shocked through me, a smirk playing across my lips. There was a primal satisfaction in knowing I was the first knot she took, the first delta that she felt teasing her sweet pussy.
“Oh my god,” she groaned. “I didn’t know it would be this good.”
“I’m hurt, omega,” I said as my own eyes rolled back. She was already coming just from my knot, her pussy clenching around me as she cried out my name.
All words fell away as she fell apart for me. The rut teased at the edges, pushing me to take her harder and faster, to claim her like we both craved.
I knew she was sensitive from her orgasm but that thought was stolen away by the primal satisfaction of scenting how sweet and turned on she was, hearing her call my name, feeling her clench around my cock.
My knot locked into place, pulsing violently now as the fog started to deepen, whiting out my vision. I let my delta loose, confident I could pull him back if we detected even a hint of distress in our omega. Right then, she was sweet and needy. So perfect and soft under us.
I licked and sucked at her neck, marking her over and over as I rutted into her. She was hot and tight around me, squeezing my knot as I continued to fuck her.
“Fuck, August,” she whimpered, nails biting into my skin. I shuddered at the feeling, the claim was just as perfect when she was staking it. I was hers. Have been since we were seventeen.
Now it was official. She’d never be rid of me.
Her body clamped around me again, another orgasm tearing through her thanks to my knot relentlessly vibrating against her body.
She felt so fucking perfect that this time I couldn’t help but follow her over the edge, my own orgasm slamming into me and stealing my breath.
I slammed my hips forward one last time as I filled her with my cum, marking her in yet another way that would leave us both forever changed.