Chapter 22 #2
The coil inside my core tightens with the way he’s playing my body like a fine-tuned instrument, pushing me closer and closer to the edge of paradise.
My body is burning like a dose of fire is being injected into my nervous system.
“Knot me,” I sob out, skin rippling with pleasure.
Damien’s fingers circle my clit, pressing harder, faster, driving me wild.
He grunts, his hips snapping harder as he pounds into me. My body jolts with each thrust, tits bouncing from the force. The sound of his skin hitting against mine fills the space around us, my gushing slick making wet slapping sounds. It’s pure heaven mixed with sin.
I try to fight him, to free my hands to claw at him, free my legs to wrap around his waist and force him to knot me, but I’m restrained, unable to move, at my Alpha’s mercy.
I’m sobbing from the powerful sensation, unable to process everything I feel inside me.
“Please, please, please!” I scream, eyes squeezed shut as I’m on the verge of passing out.
With a loud, primal roar, Damien thrusts inside me one last time. His knot forces its way inside me, stretching my pussy open to accommodate him, as his teeth clamp down on my exposed neck, sinking into my skin, marking me, claiming me as his Omega.
Just as the bond ignites between us, his orgasm slams into him. A gargled growl is smothered by my neck as his cock pulses inside me, heavy, thick streams of cum coating every inch of my inner walls, filling me with his hot release.
My pussy locks around his cock and knot as an orgasm so powerful swallows me whole. Stars burst behind my eyes as I soar to the heavens and back.
Pure ecstasy fills me as I drown in euphoria and writhe, breathless, beneath my Alpha.
I can feel our bond as it settles into place. Pure adoration, love, joy, and relief coming from Damien. Love, happiness, and excitement are pouring from me.
My body slumps as I feel every ounce of energy drain from my body. I let out a contented sigh as a satisfied smile takes over my lips.
Damien removes his teeth from my neck as a deep, rumbling, happy purr starts in his chest. I giggle, feeling lightheaded and a little high on the moment.
“Perfection,” he murmurs against my throat as he leaves open-mouth kisses on my mate mark, making my pussy squeeze around his knot. He groans, rolling his hips, and I gasp as a mini orgasm shoots through me.
“I think they've forgotten we’re here.” Carson’s voice snaps my eyes open. Damien’s body goes dangerously still. Tilting my head back slowly, my face blazes with embarrassment as I see my other two Alphas sitting at the table.
They’re upside down, sipping coffee with amusement bright on their faces.
“Oh yeah, they totally forgot about us,” Reid chuckles.
“Hi,” I squeak out.
“Hi, Little One.” Carson winks. “Having a good time?”
“Oh god,” I groan. Damien releases his grip on my hands, and I quickly cover my face.
“Don’t worry, Cupcake, I won’t let them see you.” Damien chuckles, pressing a kiss on the back of both hands. I open my fingers, peaking through.
“They’re my Alphas. They’ve seen me naked. That's the last thing I’m worried about. I’m freaking out because we just fucked on the kitchen counter.”
“And the island.” Reid not so helpfully points out.
“Not helping.” I tilt my head back again and glare at him.
“You’re so cute when you’re angry. Although, after an orgasm like that, I don’t think you have anything to be mad about. He knotted you real good, Sweet Girl, didn’t he?”
“I can’t believe this is happening right now,” I whisper, closing my eyes. Opening them, I glare up at Damien, who’s got a smug grin on his stupidly sexy face. “I’m still pissed at you.”
“I know,” he presses a kiss to the tip of my nose, and I hate that I fucking melt for him. “And I’m mad at myself. I’ll make it up to you, Cupcake, I promise. From now on, I’m yours. I’m here for you for whatever you need. For the rest of our lives.”
“Really?” Tears fill my eyes.
“Cross my heart and hope to die,” he nods firmly.
“We really just had sex, didn’t we?”
“Oh yeah.” He grins.
“And you’re really my Alpha?”
He nods. “And you’re the only person for me.”
“So,” Carson says, voice thick with glee. “How was your first time having sex?”
It’s Damien’s turn to shoot Carson a glare. “Fuck you.”
“Sorry, man, not my type,” he chuckles. “This dick only works for one person, and she’s currently under you.”
“Was this really your first time?” I ask in disbelief.
He looks so damn cute with the way his cheeks turn bright pink. “Yes,” he grits out.
I can’t help but smile, pure fucking joy filling me. Holy shit. Holy fucking shit. He’s never had sex before.
“Why?”
“Why what?”
“Why haven’t you had sex before now?”
He smiles, shaking his head. “I meant what I said, baby girl. There was only ever one person for me. That was you.”
“You saved yourself for me?” I bite my lip, giddiness filling me.
“Yes,” He nods, leaning in to press a soft kiss to my lips. “And fuck me, baby, it was worth every fucking moment,” he growls against my lips before kissing me until my head spins.
“If you two are going to go for round two, might I suggest you take it up to one of your rooms before your dad finds you?”
“Oh fuck.” My eyes widen in horror.
“Breathe. He’s gone for the day. Something to do with work. Didn’t pay attention.”
“Addie, baby, you should have seen the look on his face when he saw us sitting at the kitchen table. He looked like he walked into an alternate universe.” Reid chuckles.
“How much trouble are you in, Demon?” Carson asks.
“None,” Damien growls. “Because right now, we’re not telling him anything.” He looks down at me. “If that's okay with you?”
I nod. “We still have some stuff to talk about. And I’d really like to start bonding with you all and our pack before we tell the world. Once it’s out there, I know it’s going to be a shit show.” I sigh heavily.
“We’re going to be okay. We have each other. That's all that matters.”
“Is it really, though? What about hockey?”
“I’d rather have you.” He smiles softly, and fuck me, I think my heart exploded. And the thing is, I know he means it, I can feel it in the bond.
Reaching up, I brush some of his blond locks out of his face. He sighs, leaning into my touch. “You have no idea how long I’ve wanted this.”
“Just as long as I’ve wanted you.” He turns his head, kissing the palm of my hand. “No more wasted time.”
“No more.” I agree.
My eyes widen in horror as I feel his knot slip out, followed by a gush of slick and cum. “Oh my god.” My voice goes high-pitched.
Damien leans back, grabbing my legs and holding them open.
He groans, eyes heating as he looks at my messy cunt.
“Fucking hell,” he grumbles. “I could eat you right up. Do you know how fucking sexy it is to see you dripping with my cum?” He takes two fingers and thrusts them inside me, making me gasp as he pushes his cum back inside.
“So fucking hot.” he brings his fingers to his mouth and sucks them clean.
I’m not sure if I should be disturbed or turned on. Maybe both?
“I hate myself for how much watching this is turning me on,” Carson grumbles.
“I’m right there in the same boat,” Reid mutters.
Damien chuckles, scooping me into his arms. I wrap my legs around his waist, my wet pussy pressed against this cock. How the hell is it still so big? He’s not even hard!
“Thinking dirty things are we, Cupcake?” he chuckles.
“Shut up,” I grumble.
“Let’s go get you cleaned up.”
He starts to carry me away, and my eyes land on the mess left on the island. “Carson! Reid! For the love of god, please clean that up and bleach the counters. My stepfather eats there.” I let out an embarrassed groan.
“You got it, hot stuff.” Carson chuckles.
Damien carries me to his room, and I peek over his shoulder, trying to take it all in while I can. This is the first time I’ve been in here in years. It looks the same at first glance, but when my eyes land on his bed, my brows furrow. “Is that my pillow?” I ask him.
He ignores me and carries me right into his shower, placing me on the bench. That is totally my pillow.
Oh my god, has he been the one stealing them? I thought I was going crazy after they started vanishing, then reappearing. Is it bad that I kind of lowkey love it? That he was so desperate to have a piece of me that he was stealing things from me for my scent?
“Are you sure you’re not the Omega?” I giggle as he helps me out of my sleep top.
“Watch it,” he growls playfully.
“I think it’s cute.” I bite my lip.
“Cute,” he huffs. “I’m not cute, Cupcake, I’m manly. Rugged.”
“And adorable with your cute fuzzy pillow.” I can’t help but grin.
“Brat is what you are.” He pulls me to my feet, wrapping his arms around my naked body.
“Hi,” I whisper up at him, heart going a mile a minute. I can’t believe this is really happening. I know I keep saying it, but it’s going to take a while to get used to it.
“Hi, baby,” he leans down and kisses me. “I hope you know, I’m going to do this as much as I can.”
“Good.”
Damien insists on washing me, and I don’t put up a fight, loving every touch, every ounce of attention he’s giving me.
When he’s done with me, he cleans himself up too. I sit there and watch. This man’s body is a work of art. And his cock? It’s all mine. I’m going to have so much fun with it.
“Keep looking at it like that, and it’s going to demand to be inside you again.”
“I don’t see an issue with that.” I grin.
“We have things to talk about,” he reminds me with a pointed look.
“Right.” I pout.
When we’re done, he dries me off and wraps me up in a fuzzy towel, then scoops me up in his arms.
“I can walk, you know.” I laugh.
“I know,” he says and continues to walk me down the hall to my room.
Carson and Reid are waiting for me as we enter. “All clean?” Carson asks with amusement.
“Yes. How about the kitchen?”
“All bleached up, per your request.”
“Thank you.”
Damien sets me on my feet and steps over to my dresser. “What are you doing?”