Chapter 8 #2
Every part of me screams to kiss her, taste her, fuck her. Bite her and make her mine. I can tell Carson is thinking the same thing. His Alpha pheromones are coming off him in waves, and mix together with mine as they tangle with Addison’s sweet perfume.
Seconds pass, and none of us says a word, letting everything sink in. The longer we have Addison trapped between us, the stronger her perfume becomes.
When I smell the gush of slick she releases, my eyes flutter closed. Inhaling deeply, my eyes roll back, the arm around her waist tightens even more, and I can’t help the roll of my hips, grinding my thick cock against her stomach.
This time she moans, and when my eyes open, I know they’re feral.
She stares me right in the eyes, no fear, no hesitation. Maybe it’s because she’s going into heat, her scent is so damn strong it could knock out a room full of Alphas. Maybe she’s fully embracing this moment, the fact that we’re meant to be hers, and she's ours.
The universe has spoken, and who are we to deny fate?
“Alpha,” she breathes out the word, a soft whisper on her tempting lips.
That single word has me snapping. I cradle the back of her head with my free hand and bring my lips down to hers in a punishing, claiming kiss.
Addison parts her lips with a whimper, letting me slide my tongue in and over hers. She moans, her hands grasp my suit jacket, pulling herself closer like she can’t get enough.
As I kiss Addison, Carson’s hands roam her body, his lips brushing against her bare shoulder before he starts to leave open-mouth kisses.
Addison releases more slick, soft whimpers and whines that drive us crazy. My mouth waters, wanting to get on my knees and taste her for myself, make her feel good, take away the ache I know she has for us right now.
So I do.
Ripping my lips from Addison’s, we both stare at one another with wide, wanting eyes, lips wet and swollen from our kisses.
Her chest heaves, her breasts moving along with every breath she takes.
I keep my eyes locked on hers as I slowly drop to my knees. She bites her lip, whining when she understands what I’m about to do.
Carson wraps his arm around her, letting her lean back against him for support.
Reaching under her black gown, my hands glide up her soft thighs. She watches me with hooded eyes, lips parted, breathing low and quick.
When I find her panties, I wrap my fist around the small scrap of fabric and rip it right off her.
She whimpers, and I grin up at her wickedly, knowing I’m going to drag so many more sounds from her sweet lips.
“Keep her quiet.” My voice is gruff, my control just hanging on. “I don’t want anyone knowing what our Omega sounds like while her Alpha worships her cunt like the fucking queen she is.”
Widening her legs, I get a good view of her pussy. Fucking hell, it’s perfect. Pretty and pink, glistening with so much slick that it’s running down her thighs.
Gathering the dripping arousal from her tight cunt with a finger, I bring it to my mouth and suck.
As soon as her sweet cupcake flavor hits my tongue, something inside me shifts.
I growl, eyes rolling back, and when I open them again, I’m a new man, a starved man. And the only thing that will satiate this gnawing hunger is her.
Diving forward, I cover her pussy with my mouth. Addison lets out a cry of pleasure, but it’s quickly muffled by Carson as he takes her mouth with his.
Carson kisses her lips like his life depends on it, hungry and possessive.
I do the same thing, only with a different set of lips.
I feast on her pussy like I’ve been presented with the finest, delicate dessert. My tongue thrusts inside her, making her moan into Carson’s mouth, who happily swallows the sound up.
Gripping her thighs, I lick and suck, making sure I get every drop of her slick. I eat her until she’s a panting mess.
Then, when I’ve had my fill, for now, I wrap my lips around her clit and suck as I thrust two fingers inside her tight, warm pussy.
The sounds coming from Addison are downright sinful, making my aching cock throb painfully.
I want to touch myself, to jerk off as I taste her.
Better yet, I want to pin her against the nearest tree and rut into her, knot her, make her come around my cock as I sink my teeth into her and mark her as mine.
I fuck her with my fingers, curling them deep inside her, pulling more musical sounds from her as I alternate between sucking and using my tongue to dance against her clit.
Addison rocks her hips, desperate for more. It only makes me hungrier for her orgasm.
It doesn’t take long before her body starts to tremble, her cunt quivering around my fingers. Slick drips down my hand. She’s so messy for me, and it’s so fucking hot.
“Cum for him, Addison,” Carson growls against her lips. “Be a good girl for your Alphas and drown him in that sweet slick.”
“Oh fuck,” she whines, and then Carson is kissing her again.
Her body tenses, and then she’s free-falling over the edge, being such a good girl and doing what she’s told.
She cums hard, her inner walls squeezing my fingers like they were my knot.
Her body shakes and trembles, Carson holding her up as he swallows her sweet cries.
I don’t stop, continuing to suck and lick her through her climax. When her grip on my fingers loosens, I remove my fingers and replace them with my tongue.
Thrusting inside her, I tongue fuck her through the rest of her release, drowning in her sweet slick, reveling in every fucking moment of it.
She’s amazing. Perfect. Tastes like pure heaven. She tastes like mine. Like Carson’s Our Omega. Our mate.
When I pull away, Carson does too, leaving Addison limp in his arms.
Getting to my feet, I wipe my face with the back of my hand at the same time I offer Carson the fingers that were just inside the Omega cradled in his arms.
He sucks them into his mouth eagerly, growling with hunger as he licks them clean. Addison watches, eyes wide, lips parted in awe.
“Can’t blame him. sweet girl,” I grumble, catching her attention. “Your taste is addicting, like the perfect drug I want to get lost in.”
Leaning in, I kiss her again. Softer this time, letting her have a taste of herself.
Another strong wave of perfume invades the space around us. Addison turns the kiss from sweet to hungry. She kisses me like she’s a woman possessed.
I groan as she throws herself at me, grinding her cunt against my erection. She’s in full-blown heat, and if we don’t get her somewhere private fast, we’re going to fuck and knot her right here. If that happens and someone catches us, our careers will be over.
Not to mention, there's no way in hell we’d allow anyone to see Addison like this, or do anything to hurt her.
“Our hotel room, now,” Carson demands. I can tell he’s also struggling to keep it together.
Pulling my mouth from Addison’s, she whimpers. “Shhh.” I cup her cheek. “We got you, Sweet Girl, but we need to get out of here. Are you okay with coming to our hotel room with us? We’ll take such good care of you.”
She nods eagerly. “Please.”
I look at Carson, and he nods. “I’ll call an Uber.”
I’m aware we’re about to leave this party with a girl we don’t know. Better yet, she’s about to leave with guys she doesn’t know.
We’re strangers. But that doesn’t matter anymore, does it? Because what we really are is fated for one another. We would never, ever do something to put Addison in danger or hurt her intentionally.
I just hope when the fog fades, we don’t regret whatever is about to happen.
I can’t speak for anyone but myself, but I know I won’t have any. Whatever happens, it’s meant to be. I truly believe it.
Still, I know not everything is that easy. Reality will kick back in, and we’ll be left dealing with the aftermath of our choices.