Chapter 23 #2
“Damien, I smell like a fucking bakery when I’m turned on. People will know.” She glares at me, but I love it when she’s angry. Sometimes it reminds me of an angry kitten. I really do love it when her claws come out. Preferably when I’m knot deep in her.
I’ve only been inside her once, and I’m dying to have her wet heat wrapped around me again.
“Okay, fine. Not here. I have another plan,” I tell her. “Follow my lead.”
Standing, I step into the aisle and hold my hand out for her.
“What are you doing?” She whispers.
“I said trust me, okay?" I grin.
“I swear to god, Damien,” she mutters, but takes my hand anyway.
As we walk down the aisle to the bathroom, I pray she doesn’t kill me for what I’m about to do.
But like I said, I need to be inside her. Desperate times call for desperate measures.
“I’m sorry, sir, there’s only one person allowed in the bathroom at a time.” The flight attendant says when I reach for the door handle to the bathroom stall.
Turning to face her, I put on my best face that is a mix of pity and embarrassment.
“I know, and I totally understand. And under any other circumstances, I’d agree with you a hundred percent.
But you see, my Omega here.” I look down at Addie, who has an awkward look on her face.
Good. Playing the part already. “You know, hot girls and their tummy issues,” I whisper low.
“Flying makes her tummy upset with nerves, and she’s had a bit of an accident. ”
“I did not!” Addie gasps in horror.
“It’s okay, snookums. Shit like this happens.” I turn my pitying look on her, trying so damn hard not to snort in laughter and give myself away. “But don’t worry. We will get you cleaned up like nothing happened.”
“Oh. Okay. Yes, for sure.” The flight attendant says. “Go ahead.”
“Thank you so much. You’re the best.” I open the door and shove Addie in, not missing the daggers she’s glowering at me. “We will try to make it quick.”
“No rush. Take your time.”
Stepping into the bathroom, I come chest to face with a very pissed off Omega. She slowly tilts her head back, her nostrils flaring. “You motherfucker,” she hisses, jabbing her finger in the center of my chest. “Did you just tell her I shit my pants?”
“Shh.” I use my hand to cover her mouth. “Look. It got us in here, right?”
“I hate you,” she mumbles against my palm.
“How about I make it up to you?” I grin. “Take your panties off.”
“What?”
“Do it.” I smirk.
She lets out a heavily annoyed breath and awkwardly shimmies off her panties. Have I mentioned how much I love the fact that she’s always in a skirt or dress?
“Happy?” she huffs, holding up her panties.
“Very.” I chuckle, taking her panties from her and spinning her around. She gasps as I press her against the sink, the small space between us not giving me much room to work with. “Now, be a good girl and keep quiet. We don’t want them to know we were lying.”
“I’d much rather her know we’re fucking in here than her thinking I sh–” I cut her off, shoving her slightly slick, dampened panties into her mouth.
She glares at me in the mirror, and I give her a smug grin back, one hand on her hip holding her in place while the other one slides around to her front. “Hands on the sink, hold tight, Cupcake.”
She gasps into her gag as my fingers find the mess between her thighs.
“Fuck, baby.” I lean down, growling low in her ear. “You’re fucking soaked for me.”
She whimpers as I move my fingers over her clit, loving the way her body trembles for me. “Are you gonna be a good Omega and cum for her Alpha?”
She nods eagerly, and I chuckle, thrusting two fingers deep inside her, making her eyes roll back, before removing them and bringing them to my mouth.
She watches, nostrils flaring, as her perfume fills the space around us.
“Tastes like fucking heaven,” I growl, then reach down to pull my aching cock free from my jeans.
Her chest starts to rise and fall quickly in anticipation. I have to make this quick, even though I want to spend hours worshiping her body.
Gripping my weeping cock, I crouch down as much as I can and place it at her entrance.
Then my eyes lock on hers in the mirror, and I thrust up in one go.
Her hands curl around the sink, eyes widening as she bites down on her panties hard.
I bite the inside of my cheek, holding back my own sounds of pleasure. She feels fucking amazing wrapped around my cock. So damn wet and tight.
“I want to live in this pussy,” I grind out, trying to keep it together.
She whimpers, butt wiggling for me to move.
Chuckling softly, I hold her where I need her, lifting her up on her tiptoes so I don’t have to bend as much. And then I start to fuck into her with slow, deep strokes.
“Holy shit,” I choke out. “Fuck, Addie.”
My whole body is lit up, my knot demanding to fill her, to be strangled by her perfect cunt as I flood her with my cum.
Unfortunately, I can't knot her, but I do plan on filling her up.
With every glide of my cock against her inner walls, I’m sent closer and closer to my release.
My balls tingle, my cock throbs. I know I told Addie to be quiet, but it’s me who’s having trouble keeping my grunts and moans to myself.
My chest heaves with every work of my cock inside her, every time her pussy trembles around me, I get closer and closer to the edge.
Reaching between her thighs, I play with her clit, making her cry out against the gag.
“Cum for me, Addie. Soak your Alpha’s cock like a good little Omega,” I demand low and husky.
She nods, eyes closing.
“Eyes on me, Cupcake.”
Her eyes snap open, her breathing erratic as her legs tremble and her pussy quivers.
“That's it, baby. You’re doing so good,” I groan out. “So fucking good. I’m close. Gonna fill you up, pump you full of cum. You’d like that, wouldn’t you?” I chuckle deeply. “My perfect dirty girl.”
She whimpers, and I feel it when she shatters for me. She bites down hard on the panties, eyes rolling back. She cums around my cock so damn perfectly. Fucking perfect. A real vision of beauty, and she’s all fucking mine.
The feeling of her strangling my cock with her cunt is too much for me. Leaning down, I find my bite mark on her neck and suck hard as I follow her over the edge.
My grip on her hips is bruising as my cock pulses inside her, wave after wave of cum filling her up, marking her as mine.
Grunting, I pump the last few spurts of my release inside her before I straighten up, chest heaving as my body tingles.
“Fuck, I’ll never get enough of this. Enough of you.”
Her wide blue eyes sparkle back at me, and I can feel her love for me through the bond. We haven’t said the words, but I know she feels the same way I feel about her.
It’s more than I could have ever asked for.
“You were a fucking good girl, Cupcake.” I pull her panties out of her mouth and grip her chin, tilting her head back so I can kiss her. She sighs, parting her lips to let my tongue in to dance over hers before pulling back. “We'd better get back to our seats.”
“I’m going to need to use the bathroom first,” Addie says.
“You gotta pee?” I ask, raising a brow.
“No,” her pink cheeks turn red. “I’m filled with cum.”
“Good. That’s the point.” I take her panties and hand them back to her. “Put these back on. I want you sitting in my cum the rest of this trip.” I lean in and whisper in her ear, looking at her in the mirror. “I want your Alphas to know exactly what we were up to on this flight.”
She lets out a shaking breath, but doesn’t argue, slipping them back on like a good girl.
The bathroom smells like cupcakes, so does my cock, my mouth, and my fingers. I think we’re all winners here.
“Alright, play it cool. Don’t look like you just came all over my dick. Looks like someone who shit their pants and had to be cleaned up.”
“If I didn’t like your dick so much, I’d chop it off for the little stunt you pulled.”
“I don’t even have it in me to be sorry. Baby, your pussy is just too perfect. I had to have it.”
Her cheeks turn just as pink as her hair. “Whatever.”
She opens the door and slips out, not even meeting the flight attendant’s eyes. “You really are lucky to have such a caring Alpha to help you in your time of need,” she says to Addie.
“Oh yeah,” she says through clenched teeth. “If your Alpha isn’t wiping your ass when you shit your pants, is he even your Alpha?” She grinds out before scurrying to our seats.
I roll my lips, biting down hard, trying to keep it together. “Thank you again. Everything is good now. Made sure to spray her body spray to take away any smell.” I wink. “Sweet cupcakes.”
“It smells really nice.”
“Doesn’t it? It’s my favorite." I smile before heading back to my seat.
As soon as I’m sitting down, I turn to Addie to see her gaze is pure murder before bursting with laughter.
“I hope that orgasm was worth it,” she whisper-hisses. “Because it’s the last one you’re going to get for a while.”
I slam my mouth shut, starting to regret what we just did.
You know what, no, I’m not. It was fucking amazing.
“Don’t be mad, Cupcake. I’m just so obsessed with you, I couldn’t wait.” I grab her hand and kiss the back of it.
She rolls her eyes, but melts back into the seat.
For the rest of the flight, we watch a movie together.
When we land, I grab our bags and head to Arrivals.
“They said they’re here,” Addie says, leaning up on her tiptoes, trying to look for the guys. “But I don’t see them.”
I scan the crowd of people standing and waiting, searching for their dark hair and stupidly good-looking faces.
When I see something odd, I choke on a laugh.
“What?”
“I think I found them.” I chuckle.
“Where?” Addie asks, looking in the direction I am.
“To your right. The guys in baseball caps and sunglasses.”
“Wait... Why are they wearing that?”
“I think they’re trying to be incognito. We’re on their turf. They would probably get recognized.”
“Huh,” she says. “Good point. How come you don’t hide yourself?”