Chapter 18 Jo
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Jo
Kole slams back into me with enough force to knock the headboard against the wall, making me moan as I collapse onto my back.
Sam chuckles, leaning forward and brushing a piece of hair behind my ear. “Anyone else want to see what that lipstick looks like wrapped around their cock?”
Groans of agreement sound as a hot, wet mouth encloses around one of my nipples. My hand flies to the back of Hayden’s head, holding him to me. This is familiar territory. Two points of pleasure, two of my men. Hayden’s tongue laves across my bondmark, sending sparks of pleasure up my body.
But then, Sam, getting on his knees and taking his cock in his hand, lifts my chin. “What do you think, Trouble? Do you want to add one more to the roster?”
I involuntarily clench around Kole, who groans. Nodding with wide eyes, I let my mouth fall open, and Sam guides his cock to my lips. Whisky and coffee explode on my taste buds when I flick my tongue across the tip, and holy shit.
“She likes that,” Kole murmurs, sitting back and shoving a pillow under my ass before he grips my hips with both hands. “Don’t you, Lisichka?”
His cock strokes my G-spot perfectly, and Hayden’s tongue swirls around my nipple, his teeth gently grazing the sensitive flesh as his hand reaches between Kole and me to strum my clit.
My cry is muffled around Sam’s shaft.
“Fuck, I knew that red would look damn sinful wrapped around my cock,” he murmurs, reaching for my face. “I’ve been hard as a fucking rock since I first saw you all dolled up.”
His hips rock back and forth, his hand gently cupping my cheek.
There’s so much sensation, I don’t even know where to focus, but I do know that something is missing. I pop off Sam just long enough to gasp, “West!” and reach my hand out blindly.
He appears in front of my hand, all lean lines and toned muscles. “Are you sure it’s not too much, Siren?”
“Please!” I gasp, making a grabby hand at him before Kole plunges back in.
Then, West's hard length is in my hand, and I take Sam back into my mouth eagerly. My hand moves of its own accord, pumping West’s throbbing cock while he strokes my hair and tells me how good I’m doing. “What a good girl,” he murmurs, making me clench. “Taking everything your pack gives you.”
Kole slams into me again, but this time he pushes his knot inside, and Hayden’s fingers hone in on the perfect spot, making me scream around Sam’s cock as I come undone.
Wave after wave of orgasm comes, Sam retreats from my mouth, and I swear I hear Kole tell Hayden to keep going.
His hand never leaves my pussy, not as I release West’s cock, not as Kole’s teeth pierce the front of my throat, and not as I grab Kole’s arm, biting into his bicep.
Our bond snaps into place, a string of light pulled taut, lighting up our darkness.
His overwhelming love and devotion pours into my soul, making my heart clench in a way that has nothing to do with the orgasm still rolling over me.
“Oh, lyubov' moya,” he groans, his head falling into the crook of my neck. “I can feel you.”
And I can feel him. Next to the little ball of warmth that I know as Hayden’s bond is a similarly sized, but heavier presence. It’s a heat so hot it’s almost cold, and it calls to the darkness inside me.
Embraces it.
My head falls back, my vision swimming as I try to catch my breath. It’s just Kole and I now, a sweaty heap in the aftermath, my legs still wrapped around his waist.
“You…” he pants, then runs his tongue over the mark on the front of my throat, “You are like a fire. A wild, raging forest fire sitting inside my chest.”
“Is that a good thing or a bad thing?” I let out a nervous laugh, running my hands down his back.
He sits up on his elbows, leaning over me. His crystal blue gaze meets mine as he says in the most sincere voice, “It is the best thing.” It doesn’t hurt that I can also sense his emotions, and all he’s feeling right now is pure elation.
“Can you feel Hayden too?” I ask curiously, grabbing his bicep and tending his mark.
“I believe so…” he trails off thoughtfully before glancing at the alpha in question. “At least, it would explain the small bit of jealousy tugging at me right now.”
“Not jealousy,” Hayden quickly defends himself. “Just…remembering how it felt to feel her for the first time.”
Kole rolls us so he’s on his back, and I can sit upright.
“How are you feeling?” West frowns, holding the back of his hand to my forehead. “You feel any heat spikes coming on? Does the bond feel steady?”
“I feel great, Doctor,” I grin up at him, taking his hand and pressing a kiss to his palm. “In fact, I’m already thinkin’ about who I can bond next. My venom should be active for about thirty minutes after I’m bitten, right?”
His eyes soften in realization. “Me too?”
“Of course, you too.” Huffing, I brace my hands against Kole’s chest, testing the give against his knot. He winces slightly, but slips out, and I don’t pay attention to the cum dripping down my leg. Kole scoots over, giving me room to have my moment with West.
Both on our knees, my body flush against his, I pull his face down to mine.
“Did y’all not listen when I said I wanted to bond all of you?
How could I not? And how many times do I need to tell you, West, that you’re not any less mine just because you’re a beta?
” I ask softly, his honey brown eyes shining with…
“I love you,” he says quickly, looking down at me. “I have loved you, I just…I don’t know. There’s been so much going on—” I cut him off with a kiss.
“I love you too.” Another kiss. “So damn much.”
He groans as I kiss him again, pushing him back so he falls against the headboard of the bed. Fixing his legs so they’re straight out in front of him, he grips my hips as I lower myself onto his lap.
“It’s funny that we’re going in the order in which we got our shit together.” Hayden chuckles, laying down.
“So you got your shit together last?” Sam taunts, a smirk on his face.
“Daddy-O, my shit was never not together. Notice how I am already bonded to her.”
“Call me Daddy-O again, and I’ll follow through on that threat to tie you up and make you watch as I fuck her.”
“Do that, and I’ll follow up on my threat and enjoy it.”
“Boys!” I growl. “Stop ruinin’ my moment.”
Hayden sticks his tongue out at Sam, who rolls his eyes. But now I can focus on my beta. His fingers dig into my hips as I lower myself onto him. “Oh, fuck, Jo,” he moans, his head falling back as he fills me.
My knees settle on the mattress on either side of him, and my hands brace on his shoulders.
“I’m not gonna last long, Siren,” he warns me as I roll my hips, my next orgasm already close from being so thoroughly stimulated by Hayden.
“That’s alright,” I gasp, lifting myself and plunging back down on him. “I’m not gonna either. Where do you want me to bite?”
“Wherever you want,” he pants, his arms working to help lift me up and down his shaft. “I’m all fucking yours. Fuck,” he hisses as I grind down, “yes, just like that.”
I’m so close to tipping over the edge again, each drag of him against my insides has me coiling tighter and tighter.
Leaning forward, I take his mouth with mine, pouring everything I feel into the kiss.
I clench around him, coming undone around his cock, a cry escaping me.
When he starts to pulse inside me, I shift my mouth, settling on the juncture of where his neck meets his shoulders, and bite down.
He cries out his own release as I withdraw, running my tongue over the mark to help it heal.
“Jo, Jo, Jo…” he moans, his hips stuttering against mine as he empties himself inside of me.
His bond is a little smaller, since it’s not a two-way connection, but it’s there, and no less an indication of his feelings for me.
“I love you.” His hands grip my face, bringing my lips down to his. “I love you, and you’re never getting rid of me now.”
“As if I would want to.” I grin against his kiss.
Sam shifts on the bed, drawing my attention.
At that moment, a cramp shoots through my lower body, making me double over in pain. “Oh, shit!” I gasp, meeting Sam’s horrified expression.
West scrambles out from underneath me, much to my dismay, and an omega whine leaves me at the loss of contact.
But suddenly, I’m not concerned with that anymore.
I need more scents.
More scents, and for that pillow to be moved over there…
Their concerned voices fade into the background as I start to rearrange things, weaving their scents together properly. How could I have thought this was a proper nest?
All wrong. It’s all wrong.
My hands are a flurry, and when two hands grip my wrists, I look up in shock to see warm brown eyes meeting mine. Sam. “What do you need, baby? We’re here.”
Right. My pack is here. They can help. They can get me what I need.
“More scents,” I declare, pointing at their pile of discarded clothes.
Sam nods once, grabbing everything off the carpet and bringing it to me.
Another pang shoots through my abdomen. “Dammit!”
Kole rubs his new bond mark, wincing through his panicked expression. “That is painful. What is happening?”
West holds the back of his hand to my forehead. “Dammit. She’s burning up. I think we just kickstarted her heat.”