Chapter 26
Munro
I’m kissing Silver with every ounce of pent-up need, want, and aggressive desire that burns through my veins, my hands framing her delicate pixie-like face in my hands like I’m afraid she’ll run away if I let go.
It’s a worry that is rendered baseless when Silver moans softly against my mouth and arches into me, her hands reaching for my battered leather jacket before pulling me closer. I’m pretty sure I die there and then, because heaven surely wouldn’t feel this good.
Silver’s lips are soft and yielding against mine, and her scent seeps into my senses with every inhale I take as I devour her right there in the parking lot. I can’t find it in me to care, my need for her surpassing any sense of decency I might have had if I was in sound mind. As it was, I’m fucked for all that is Silver, my mind reeling with how desperately I need her.
The moment I saw that fucking alpha try his luck with my girl, I saw red. I was out of my seat and striding over to her in no time, watching the big bastard as he leaned in toward my omega and suggested he knew Silver wanted him. Delusional cunt. Any fucker with eyes could see she was uncomfortable and wanted to be rid of him.
So, I did exactly that. Got him away from her before I killed him.
And now, I’m thrumming with adrenaline and a baser need for the omega that has occupied a large spot in my brain and won’t leave. She’s in my head, in my blood, in my damned soul at this point. I need her like I need air to breathe, like I need water to survive, and I can’t wait any longer to know if Silver is willing to give me a second chance.
Tearing my mouth away from her greedy lips, I lick away the taste of her, groaning at the flavor of bubblegum, and growl, “Tell me right now that you don’t forgive me, that you don’t want a do over with me, and I’ll let you in the car right now, drive us home, and leave you be.”
She pauses a moment, and I look into her sparkling, gray eyes as her pupils dilate and fill with hunger. Then she clutches my jacket harder, dragging me closer as she breathes, “What if that’s not what I want? What then?”
Fuck me, those words are pure magic and sin to my ears.
“Tell me what you want, princess. I need to know what you want,” I gruffly demand instead of answering, needing her answer before I offer my own.
She doesn’t even hesitate before she blurts, “You, asshole. I fucking want you.”
I swear my soul ascends to a higher place I’ve never seen before, my entire body filling with euphoria so fast that I feel dizzy with it. Silver is in my arms before I even realize I’ve snatched her from the ground, those creamy thighs of hers wrapped around my waist like that’s where they’ve always belonged. Her mouth is on mine in the next breath, and I’m drowning in bubblegum before I know it. I’ll die fucking happy, because I’ve never tasted anything so good in all my life.
As Silver moans against my mouth, I carry her around the car and open the driver’s side door, taking my seat with Silver still attached to me. Her ass lands in my lap instantly, and I waste no time in shutting the door, pushing my seat back as far as it can go, and locking us in the car, thankful it’s dark enough that we won’t be seen from where I’ve parked.
My hands are all over Silver as soon as I have her in my lap, the car filling with her scent as she grows hotter and hotter with desire. Desire for me. Fuck.
My kiss turns fucking rabid with that realization, and I’m kissing my omega like I might die if I stop. Our tongues tangle, her flavor flooding my senses, and I swallow down every moan and mewl that slips from her mouth while my hands roam over her tight body encased in the sexiest damned dress I’ve ever seen.
I feel her hardened nipples brush against my chest through the dress, telling me she isn’t wearing a bra, and I groan against her mouth with so much desire that it almost sounds like there’s an alpha in the car with us.
As my hands reach her latex-clad ass, I drag her closer against me. She grinds against my cock with a cry of arousal, and I grunt when I feel her heat seeping through my jeans. I pause and pull back, breathing hard as I blurt, “Princess, tell me you’re wearing panties.”
She’s poised directly over my shaft where it strains against my jeans, and I feel her slick seeping through the material as though there’s no barrier. She confirms it when she shakes her head, panting against my mouth as she says, “Panty lines didn’t look good in the dress. I’m wearing the dress and nothing more.”
“Fuck me,” I groan loudly, hands tightening on her ass.
“If you ask nicely,” she teases, nipping at my lip, a playful side coming out in her that I’ve only seen at a distance. To think I could have been having all of this long before now if I hadn’t acted like such a tool.
My lips twitch as I battle the desire burning through me like lava, and I tug her closer, helping her grind against my cock and slathering my jeans with her wetness. “Let me fuck you brainless, Silver.”
“That wasn’t asking, nor was it nicely,” she goads, grinning before she captures my lower lip and bites it fucking hard.
My groan turns into a growl and my right hand snaps up and cups her throat, squeezing tight as my hips surge up into her. “Please let me fuck you, Silver. Shit, I fucking need you.”
Silver gasps and a fresh wave of slick soaks my jeans before she’s nodding rapidly despite my hand wrapped around her throat. “Good enough.”
The, the feisty, needy, and sexy, little omega is pulling away, only enough for her dainty hands to scramble for my belt buckle and zipper, loosening both so quickly that I’ve blinked and my pants are bunched under my ass with my bare shaft free and standing at attention for the omega of my wettest dreams and wildest fantasies.
Silver wastes very little time before she’s adjusting on top of me, drawing her body close enough to notch the leaking tip of my cock at her entrance. When she pauses, she looks up at me, glassy silver eyes filled with need and something so much more, and she breathes, “You’re mine if we do this. No more shit, no more ignoring me.”
“Fuck, princess, never again. I swear,” I grind through gritted teeth, right before I grip her ass tightly and slam her down on my length.
Silver cries out loudly, and her head falls back as her pussy tightens around me with pleasure. She’s wet enough that I bottom out on the first thrust, her skin slapping against mine the moment we collide.
I’m breathing like I’ve run a marathon, the pleasure that floods my system enough to cause a tidal wave I’ll gladly wade into. My omega is so hot, so damn tight, that I can’t help but growl deep in my chest, every nerve lighting up with her wrapped around me.
If I had more self-control, I’d take this slow and easy. Sadly, with the first whimper that slips from Silver’s mouth, that control snaps, and I start fucking into her before she can grind against me. I hold Silver’s body above mine while I start pistoning my shaft into her from beneath her, gritting my teeth as pleasure fills me from head to toe, her moans and cries of pleasure fueling my movements. I’m fucking her hard and fast, blissed out with desire as her hot walls tighten around me the more I pump my cock into her.
“Fuck, keep doing that, Ro. I’m going to come,” she pants through her moans, and I feel it then. The way her body starts trembling with her impending release, the speedy intakes of air she’s taking, and the way her pussy starts quivering with every upward stroke of my length inside her. “Just like that, oh my god.”
I fuck into her three more times before she’s losing hear breath with her scream as an orgasm rocks through her so suddenly that she stills and locks down tightly on me, I’m not an alpha, so I don’t have anything but my shaft for her to bare down on, but I’ll be damned if she doesn’t tighten enough that I have to work to keep fucking her. She’s strangling my shaft in the best damn way, and it doesn’t take long for me to feel my own release pushing me toward the finish line.
Before she even comes down from the high of her orgasm, Silver starts lifting herself up and down my shaft. I’m so shocked that I pause my own movements, my slickened shaft disappearing in and out of her tight body with every rock of her own hips. I’m so shocked that I don’t even bat an eyelid when she grabs my hands from her ass and raises them, linking our fingers before she wraps our joined hands behind the head rest.
Looking up from where we’re joined, my gaze connects with Silver’s wild grays, her mouth parted with her moans. She’s a fucking vision, and I cement the image of her right now into my brain, carving it into the tissue of my mind before I start pumping my hips into her.
The car is rocking, filled with our combined scent, hers far stronger than mine. We’re loud, grunting and groaning, moaning with abandon as we lose ourselves to one another’s bodies. The slick sounds of our joining add to the symphony of crude noises that act as the soundtrack to our fucking, and it’s what has a tingle running down my spine and my balls tightening suddenly just before I lose it.
I’m groaning loudly as I bury myself as deep as I can go inside Silver’s willing body, spilling my cum inside her with waves and waves of pleasure. I feel Silver’s body clenching down on me as she finds another release, and together, we fall apart, eyes on one another while we finally let go.
I have no idea how long we remain that way, panting and shaking and rioting with aftershocks. All I do know is that I never want this to ever end. I never want to go back to life without Silver, or to a life where I was pretending that she wasn’t the entire fucking world to me. I never want to go another day without my princess, without her snarky comments, quick wit, and addictive humor. Her beauty that steals my breath, her warmth that steals the chill from my bones, and the heart that was pure and good enough to give me everything I’ve ever wanted.
It’s with that line of thought that I realize something crucial. Something life changing. Something that I’ve known for far too long.
While she’s still panting for breath, dropping her forehead to mine as she loosens her hold on my hands, I wrap my arms around her and hug her to me tightly before I whisper, “Hey, Silver?”
“Yeah?” she breathes back, wrapping her arms around my shoulders, one of her hands sinking into the curls at the top of my head.
Slowly, my lips pull up into a contented smile, the feeling of home hitting me hard, and I confess, “I love you.”
Silver’s entire body turns to stone at my confession, and my smile grows into a grin. Her breath catches in her chest and those gray eyes that have haunted me for months fill with tears. This time I know they’re not sad tears, and I can’t help but laugh at my emotional, little omega as she snuffles and repeats, “You love me?”
“Mhm,” I answer, rubbing my hand up and down her back, because I can’t stop touching her now that I’ve had her. It took everything in me to let her go at the charity benefit, and that was just after a kiss I still mentally relive every hour of the day. “Looks like I spent so much time trying to hate you that I ended up falling in love instead.”
Silver laughs, and a single tear slips free, scalding a line of salty liquid down her pale cheek. As she sniffles again, she teases, “They do say there’s a fine line between love and hate.”
I chuckle deeply, grinning at my girl, and ask, “So, on what side of the line are you standing?”
It’s meant as a joke, only a teasing comment, and I certainly don’t expect an answer. But I receive one anyway, and my heart fucking bursts with elation when she quietly confesses, “Pretty sure I love you, too, even though you’re an asshole. Don’t even know when that happened, but you managed it anyway.”
I’m damn near vibrating with a childish giddiness, my body thrumming with happiness and love for this girl, and I act before I think. I’m dragging her into a soul-stealing kiss that scars my insides for the better, kissing her like she’s my lifeline. She kisses me back with all of the same enthusiasm before pulling back and muttering, “You better not turn into an insufferable ass for being the first one I said the big L word to. I’ll never live it down from Aero.”
Laughter bursts from me in an explosion that makes her snicker, and I bundle her closer as my hips jerk into her while trying to get comfy. I’m still hard, she’s still wet, and we both groan when I sink deeper into her body that I thought I could get.
A little breathless, I tell her, “I’ll be as insufferable as you let me get away with, princess.”
She laughs before rolling her hips, and I decide to keep her exactly where she is a little while longer before driving her home and being forced to share her with our pack.
***
Silver is already asleep in the passenger seat by the time I pull up to the house. Not that I’m surprised. She’s been on her feet for hours performing for a crowd of rowdy people, had an altercation with an alpha, got her brains fucked out in a parking lot, and came more than I gave any omega credit for before we decided to go home. It’s late, the sky dark with specks of stars glittered throughout, and Silver was lagging before we even rolled out of the parking lot.
Careful to be quiet, I leave the car and round the trunk to the passenger side, opening the door and delicately scooping Silver from her seat after releasing her seatbelt.
Silver groans before dropping her head to my shoulder, falling straight back to sleep as I carry her carefully to the house. Kicking the front door shut as soon as I cross the threshold, I hear voices coming from the living room and, instead of taking Silver to bed like I originally planned, I veer toward the living room.
Conversation stops as soon as I come into view with a snoozing Silver in my arms, and Aero is out of his seat and rushing toward me before I even step into the living room fully. “Shit, is she okay?”
I snort. “She’s fine. I tired her out is all.”
It takes a moment for him to understand, and it’s comical when my insinuation hits the mark. Aero grins widely before pulling both me and Silver into a hug, pressing a kiss to her forehead gently enough that she doesn’t wake, and he says, “About time, bro.”
Shaking my head, I push him away playfully before stepping into the living room, claiming a seat beside the twins. The moment I’m seated, Silver shifts and rolls, and I hold my hands out as the little omega shuffles around until she’s comfortably sprawled across all three of our laps. Her head is pressed into my stomach, her ass is in Haze’s lap, and Rage is already hugging her legs to his chest with a content purr.
For the first time in a really long time, I finally feel like I’m home. I feel like I have a family again, one made for me and one that I won’t ever let go of.
While a movie plays on the TV, I run my hands through Silver’s hair, releasing the funny little buns she tied her pale-and-pastel locks into for her show. I almost miss it when Aero asks, “So, now that she’s forgiven the miserable bastard, when is it too soon to bring up bonds and shit?”
Haze snorts, rubbing a hand over Silver’s ass and smiling when she pushes her body further into his hold, and says, “I’ll sink my teeth into her the moment she gives me the go ahead.”
Rage grunts in agreement, and Pace nods. “Let’s leave that one down to her. She already knows I’m willing when she’s ready. We’ll just wait for her to set the pace there.”
A pang of envy pierces my chest with the reminder that I won’t be able to give Silver a bond, too, but then Pace’s gaze collides with mine, a knowing look in his eyes.
“Just say the word and I’ll do the same for you and Aero. Might not be the same kind of bond, but at least you’ll be able to feel her, too, right? We’ll be a fully formed pack. If that’s not what you want, then no one will judge. You’re still pack. Still family.”
I nod gratefully and, based on the lack of surprise from Aero, I assume they’ve already discussed bonds and such already. “I’ll take you up on it when she’s ready.”
And just like that, we all settle in to watch a late-night movie while our omega sleeps soundly, the atmosphere homey and chill and everything I’ve wanted and more. That is, until Pace mentions, “I spoke to Meemaw, at the charity ball. When Munro and Silver were dancing.”
“Yeah? What was that about?” Rage wonders, rubbing his hand up and down Silver’s bare leg.
Pace sighs, and rolls his head over the couch to look at Silver before he confesses, “Was asking for permission to bond Silver. I knew that’s where this was heading then, and I didn’t want to do anything without Meemaw’s approval. I know it would mean a lot to Silver that we asked, so we spoke for a little while.”
“Tell me she said yes,” Aero pleads, and I feel my heart tighten with worry that she might not have.
Pace nods and that tightness disappears. “She did. Said we were exactly what Silver needed. But she mentioned something else.”
He pauses, and I feel like I’m waiting on pins before he says, “Cynthia isn’t going to stop trying to push Silver into being the perfect omega. She won’t stop forcing packs on her, accosting her at every event she shows up to, and won’t stop trying to control Silver’s life. Meemaw thinks we should do something to make sure she backs off, and I agree. I want to go talk to her face to face and warn her to stay away from Silver.”
The room falls silent at that as we all think about it before I mumble, “I agree. I mean, anything to make sure Silver has a calm, peaceful life that is hers and hers alone.”
Aero feels the same, because he’s quick to say, “I’ll go with you.”
The twins both nod, Rage muttering, “Make sure she knows Silver has a pack that will go to the ends of the earth for her, too.”
“I’m with my brother,” Haze agrees, sighing as he drops his head back to the couch and continues to watch the TV as it plays a movie I haven’t watched. “Tell her to fuck off or we’ll make her life hell.”
All in agreement, we fall into a peaceful silence once more and spend the rest of the night watching a movie I pay no attention to while I play with my omega’s hair as she sleeps in my lap.