Chapter 23
Chapter
Twenty-Three
Lana
My question had Lennon turning half-feral. He kissed me hard enough that heat pulsed through me, already soaking through the barely-there panties I’d worn tonight.
The scent of my slick filled the icy air. There was no fucking way I was waiting until we were back.
“Fuck no,” he echoed my sentiment as he moved toward the SUV.
“Thank God,” I breathed out. I didn’t need each first time with my pack to be spent in a bed, sweet and cared for. There was a time and place for that, and right now I simply needed relief and he was just the delta to give it to me.
Someone opened the door for us and we slid inside, taking the middle seat, my legs still wrapped around him. I straddled his hips, adjusting until I was comfortable, pressing my warmth against his cock through the fabric of his pants. He groaned, eyes dark and full of promise.
The others slid into the car around us, Cade taking the front seat again.
“If I crash on the way home, it’s your fault,” he muttered.
“Keep it together, alpha. We have tinted windows and a sexy as fuck omega. Get us home as fast as you can without getting pulled over,” Mason ordered. He licked his lips as he watched us, waiting for the show to truly begin.
“Are you sure about this, princess?” Wilder asked, looking uncertain. “We don’t want you to do something you’re going to regret.”
“No regrets here, I promise,” I said, leaning around Lennon to give my beta a reassuring kiss. “Unless you’re changing your minds about this?”
“No,” Wilder said, a single word said with such confidence it echoed through me, warming me even more.
“I’m not,” Lennon said, his hand finding my chin and ensuring I was focused on him. “But I’m telling you right fucking now princess, the moment I taste you, you’re mine. I’m trusting you to feel the same.”
Knowing his past with omegas. The fact he was offering me his trust and taking a chance, was huge. I wouldn’t ruin it. I had to trust he’d take care of me in the same way.
I knew that one taste would never be enough.
My omega let out a reassuring purr for her delta, promising him that we both were right where we wanted to be.
“I’m not going anywhere,” I breathed, rocking my hips to remind him why we were here.
The car started, but the radio was turned off the moment it started to play. They were all focused on us, unwilling to miss a single sound. The cold was chased away as heat and our scents rose in the car.
I was too desperate to take this slow.
My eyes were heavy as I looked at him, making sure he was locked in on me. Then I scooted back on his lap, just enough to reach his jeans. I unbuckled his belt and unbuttoned his jeans, pulling down the zipper.
He lifted his hips, shoving his pants and boxers down until his cock was free.
He was hard and thick, begging me for attention.
His delta knot was pulsing with every beat of his heart, enticing me.
My ex never gave himself to me fully. I knew their knots were smaller than alphas, but pulsed as they fucked, just enough to lock us together, though with a shorter span so they could continue to rut for hours.
I’d also heard when they growl, the pulsing was more intense, almost like a vibration.
Fuck, I was dripping and dying to experience it.
“Please tell me you’re going to use that to fuck me,” I whimpered, a shudder rocking through me at the thought.
“I’ll give you everything.” His voice was pained and shaking. My delta was just as close to unraveling as I was. “I’m so glad you chose a dress, Mason.”
He reached underneath, his hands skimming up my thighs that were straddling his, teasing over my lace-covered heat before gripping it in his hands, ripping it apart and tossing them aside.
Mason caught them out of the air, bringing the torn fabric to his nose and breathing deep. His eyes rolled back, a satisfied rumble making me grin. “I’m next.”
I’d never been desired like this. I was almost drunk on the power of it.
“I don’t give a fuck what you do when we get back,” Lennon said before lifting me up, muscles tense. I managed to reach between us, lining him up as he lowered me.
I half expected him to slam me down on his cock, split me open on it.
As much as Lennon put on a harsh exterior, he was far more gentle than he gave himself credit for. Even when we first spent time together, he’d silently given me the touch I needed.
I was the impatient one now. He lifted me up and lowered me again, spreading my slick and using it to tease my body into taking all of him. I couldn’t do it.
With a growl, I slammed my hips down with enough force that I took his cock and knot in one go. The pain burned through me but I embraced it, rocking forward to tease my clit to counter it.
“Fuck, princess,” Lennon moaned out. His teeth skimmed over my neck in warning, as if he was barely holding back from biting me.
Now that I’d taken him fully, he was letting that gentleness fall away.
He thrust into me, burrowing as deep as he could.
I braced my hands on his shoulders before rising and falling again, following his moves as he fucked me hard and deep.
The delta knot was already pulsing rhythmically against my walls, not quite as big as an alpha knot, so he had the movement to tease it into me over and over again.
I rode him, frantic and desperate, chasing the orgasm teasing just out of reach. His knot swelled more, the pulsing more intense as he growled out his pleasure. The electric shocks of his knot echoed through me almost violently.
Our combined scent flooded the car. I felt a cool breeze as someone cracked a window. They were simply trying to get back safely and, here I was, fucking my delta like an animal in the backseat, not a care or regret in the world.
“So fucking perfect,” he groaned, his hands tight on my hips as he fucked me hard and fast, meeting every one of my frantic thrusts with one of his own. The rivalry continued. When one pushed, the other pulled in an explosive battle that we would both win.
“If we were home, I’d be tongue fucking you until you screamed, and then I’d bury my cock and knot into this tight little pussy.”
“This is exactly what I needed. We can take our time next time,” I said breathlessly. I wrapped my arms around his neck again, slowing my movements long enough to savor the delta under me.
“I’m so close,” I whimpered, the orgasm just out of reach. He kissed his way down my neck, teasing his teeth over my sensitive skin again.
“Let me help you get there, princess,” Mason husked. His hand snaked between us. Lennon didn’t bother to protest, his focus on tasting my skin and fucking me on his knot.
I’d never been so violently turned on that I was riding the wave just shy of coming. My frustration only fueled my movements.
Mason’s fingers found my clit, adding the exact steady pressure I needed. Lennon picked up the pace, fucking me frantically now that Mason was helping me get there.
I submitted to my deltas, letting them take complete control of my body. His pulsing knot and Mason’s touch combined pushed me over the edge. There was no hiding from the orgasm this time.
My release tore through me, stealing my breath. My hoarse cry was muffled as I buried my face in his neck.
My orgasm seemed to be never ending. Every time it would ebb, his pulsing knot would bring it back, his body forcing me to give him every ounce of pleasure I had. My eyes rolled back, my body covered in sweat despite the cold.
“I can’t hold back,” he choked out, his head falling back as he slammed me down one last time, burying himself as deep as he could before filling me with his cum. Our bodies worked together, forcing us both to endure the relentless, blissful torture.
My mind was devoid of thought, only focused on the pleasure and the scent and feel of my delta. I slumped against him, spent and barely awake.
The car came to a stop, and I blinked open my eyes to see that we were back at the house.
“Tell me Conrad isn’t home right now.”
“He and the other guys went to a pub; they’re crashing at one of the other guys’ places. Cade planned tonight accordingly,” Kieran reassured me.
“Good, because I need my pack to take me inside and fuck me. I want a taste of you all.”
I wasn’t a female alpha. I couldn’t hold the delta in me for long. His knot let me go willingly, far quicker than an alpha would have.
The door opened and Wilder took me from him, as if he knew I wouldn’t be able to walk inside on my own. He carried me bridal-style up the driveway into the house as I breathed in his scent, letting it bring me back to life.
They didn’t question where we were going. They simply took me to my nest. It was a little smaller than it should be for a pack, but they didn’t complain. My pack filled the space with their presence, scents swirling around me. My omega was so content and happy that a soft purr filled the air.
I was terrified I’d hate the idea of a nest after my failed heat. But with them being in here, none of my past hurt made it through.
“She’s mine,” Mason said, snatching me from Wilder’s arms before giving him a saucy wink. “Don’t worry, you can join us.”
He dropped me down on the mattress before ripping my dress off over my head. All that was left was a bra, and Wilder helped me out of it, unclasping it easily so that I was exposed for them.
I glanced around, eyes narrowing. “Too many clothes. They belong in my nest, not on your bodies.”
“Demanding omega,” Mason teased as he made a show of stripping his clothes off piece by piece.
When he was finally naked, I couldn’t help but stare at the expanse of his creamy pale skin. The strong delta muscles shifted with every movement, drawing my attention until Wilder started pulling off his clothes next.
My beta was a beast, from his broad chest to his bulky limbs. He radiated power, and I was desperate for him to touch me too. That touch-starved omega in me was feral for each of them to claim her.