Chapter Forty-Seven #3
“It fits. That’s crazy.” Hale paused. “Oh shit. I have gifts for you, too. I had them sent to my sister’s, though I don’t actually remember ordering them. I totally forgot to give them to you. I’m so silly.” He darted out of her bedroom.
“I like all the little lights,” I said. “I’m trying to decide if I want glow-in-the-dark star stickers for my ceiling or if maybe I should splurge and get a fiber optic one.”
“Those are both very good options. You could also get a star projector.”
Hale came running back in with three blue boxes from a high-end, popular jewelry store.
“I got us matching gifts, too.” He beamed with pride.
“Oooh, I love matching.” Fiona squealed with a happy little shimmy of her shoulders.
“Um, I must’ve been high when I bought them because I don’t remember it. But both Mercy and Verity approve.” He handed us each box.
Fiona undid the ribbon and opened it. “Stephanie’s is always a good choice. Oh, Hale, I love it,” she breathed as she withdrew a dainty little link bracelet with heart on it.
“I’m glad you like it, Puddin’.” He gave her a kiss.
Opening mine, I saw that it was a more masculine version of the bracelet, but without the heart. “It matches. Thank you so much.”
This was a big purchase for him.
“Oh, good, I’m glad you like it. I don’t know how much jewelry you wear, especially since you’re an athlete,” he admitted.
“I don’t usually wear any jewelry when I play, but I do wear it sometimes,” I replied.
“I haven’t figured out what I wanted to get you yet. I wasn’t sure if I should get something now or if I should wait until we have our party,” Fiona admitted as she held out the bracelet to Hale and he put it around her wrist.
“You are the present.” He gave her a big grin and held out his hand to me.
I gave him my bracelet, and he put it on me.
“He’s right. Besides, you’ve done so much for us. I really appreciate the speed and the thoroughness. It would take me months to get done what you have in a few days,” I admitted.
“Because you’re a super busy professional athlete, in the middle of a demanding season, and this is something I enjoy doing.” She gave me another kiss.
I got my ring out of my pocket and put it on so that now all three of us truly matched.
“You know, I could show my appreciation in another way.” Fiona’s scent flared. “I’m feeling a whole lot better. My period only lasts a couple of days.”
Hale eyed her adorable bed with the dark pink curtains and the heart-shaped pillows. It might be a bit of a squeeze in there.
“Why don’t we break in the pack bedroom.” I waggled my eyebrows.
“Yeah, I’d really like that.” Hale’s eyes fixated on me with intense desire.
I dropped my bag to the floor and kissed him long and deep, pressing my body to his. His erection jutted into me though his jeans.
“That’s all yours,” he whispered in my ear. “Yours and Fiona’s.”
Fiona took our hands and we went downstairs to the pack bedroom. Hale picked up Fiona and tossed her onto the bed. She squealed with delight as I shut the door behind us.
I stripped naked, tossing my clothes on the floor, then leapt onto the bed with her, covering her with kisses.
“Our omega made us the absolute prettiest pack bedroom. This bed is enormous, and I can’t wait to have you in it,” I told her. Even the comforter was soft against my skin in a way I never quite experienced, the bed exceedingly comfortable.
“I love it. I don’t have to sleep at an angle because it’s long enough,” Hale agreed.
Oh, was that why he did that? Did he not have an alpha-sized bed in his place?
“Just look at you two.” Hale’s voice went rough with desire as his scent and pheromones filled the room.
I turned and looked at him, his eyes a little glassy as he stepped out of his briefs.
“That really is some premium hockey ass.” Striding over to the bed, Hale ran his hand down my back, cupping my ass cheek, sending shivers of delight through me. “I think we need to make ourselves a Fiona sandwich.” Hale took off the rest of his clothes.
“Oh, we should,” I replied.
“Please. Right now, there’s way too much talking and not enough fucking.” Her lower lip jut out in an adorable little pout.
Hale jumped on the bed and growled possessively. “I’m the one in charge here, Puddin’.”
She laughed. “I only let you think you’re in charge.”
He growled again, pinning her hands above her head, eyes meeting hers. “Oh really? We’ll see about that.”
A smile twitched on her lips. “Please, show me, Alpha.”
I absolutely wanted to see this.
“Oh, I intend to, Omega,” he growled again, lips smothering hers.
“This is where the class on how to safely tie up your omega would come in handy. right?” I gave Hale a conspiratorial glance.
A thrill of delight shot through my bond with Fiona.
“Plotting without me?” She giggled.
“We have to keep you on your toes. Right now, you’re wearing entirely too much clothing for someone complaining about there not being enough fucking.” Hale eyed her hungrily.
“Do not rip my clothes.” Her eyes met his.
“I wouldn’t dream of it. I’m pretty sure your blouse costs more than my entire wardrobe,” he admitted as he carefully unbuttoned the pretty floral top she was wearing.
“You need better clothes,” she replied.
“We’ll have to take him places to wear them. Now, where were we?” My focus returned to her as I took off her bra and lavished her breast with kisses.
He removed her panties, which matched her bra.
As Hale kissed her and touched her, I paid attention to those beautiful breasts. Her peppermint scent grew strong and sweet.
“Come for us, Omega, so we can fuck you. You’re gonna ride Carlos and I’ll knot that bratty little ass of yours,” he growled.
My cock went hard. You can knot my ass, too, Alpha. Yes, I think I wanted to try to take that knot of his.
He looked over like he could feel it and gave me a little nod as if to say, I will, later.
Fiona’s body shattered and her scent exploded as she came.
“What a good omega you are,” Hale praised. “Now, get on top of Carlos.”
“What if I want Carlos on top of me?” she challenged playfully.
“You wouldn’t be the filling in the sandwich then. Carlos and I are the bread, and you are in the middle, like sandwich meat,” Hale explained.
“Sandwich meat?” Fiona chuckled. “You’re so romantic sometimes.”
Hale frowned. “How are sandwiches not romantic?”
I lay down on the bed, putting a pillow under my head and opened my arms wide. “Come here, Mi Reina. Don’t you want to ride me?”
“I suppose.” Her lips curved into a smile. She leaned over and gave me a kiss, her hand wrapping around my cock. “I love that I make you hard.”
“Oh, you do. All the time. I could randomly think of you and get hard, which is very uncomfortable when I’m wearing a cup,” I admitted as her hands caressed my stomach.
Fiona leaned down and ran her tongue along at the underside of my cock teasingly, eyes flashing with amusement, as I groaned.
“Careful, Puddin’, or I’m gonna hold you by the hair and watch him fuck your throat and then you’ll have to wait for that fucking,” Hale growled.
She smirked. “Promises, promises.”
He wrapped his hand around her hair. “I told you, I’m in charge.”
Her eyes met his. “Maybe I want him to fuck my throat.”
Hale smacked her ass. “Climb on his cock, Omega.”
Fiona rolled her eyes. “You’re so bossy today, but sure.”
She straddled me, pussy hovering over my cock as she grasped it, giving it a little squeeze in a way that sent shivers through me. Fiona leaned over again, kissing me.
“Hey Pumpkin, fancy a ride?” She lowered herself down on my hard and aching dick.