Chapter 26
Addison
“Don’t go.” Damien’s lips brush against mine, and my brain short-circuits a little.
“You’re leaving tomorrow anyway.” I laugh softly against his lips.
“Then go tomorrow,” he groans, his arms around my waist, pulling me in tighter. “I’ll get one more night with you.”
“My tickets are already booked, and I have to be at the airport in an hour. The guys haven’t seen me in weeks, and you’ve had me all to yourself. Be fair and share.”
“I don’t like to share,” he grumbles, nipping at my lips. “I love having you all to myself.”
“Well, too bad, hot stuff.” I nip at his lip back, earning myself a groan.
“Fine,” he huffs. “If I can’t convince you to stay, can we slip in one more quickie?”
My body flushes at the thought. I’m supposed to have my next heat in a few weeks, but lately my appetite for sex has increased.
Maybe it’s the fact that I miss my Alphas when I’m not with them, so when I am, I can’t keep my hands off them.
It could also be the fact that we’ve worked out a routine that works for us, and now that I’m not as stressed, I can relax.
Either way, my heat is coming soon, and I need to talk to the guys about what we’re going to do about it. I want all my Alphas there, and that's something I won’t budge on.
They’re going to have to figure something out to make it happen. It can’t be here, in this house, so it will have to be in Nashville at Carson and Reid’s place. I already have my nest set up there.
“Yeah,” I breathe out, nodding my head. “We can do that.”
He growls, grabbing the back of my thighs and lifting me into his arms. I tangle my hands in his hair, tucking my face into his neck. I suck and nip at the bite mark there, feeling his cock jump against my center.
“Fuck, Cupcake,” he growls. “Keep doing that, and we’re not going to make it to bed. I’ll take you right on these stairs.”
“If it wasn’t for the fact that Alfred is around here somewhere, I’d take you up on that offer.” I pant against his neck before going back to sucking.
We manage to make it to my room. Damien throws the door open, then kicks it shut with his foot.
He tosses me on the bed like a caveman. I giggle breathily as I bounce on the mattress. “Naked, now.” He growls, eyes blazing with hunger. Grabbing my shorts, he yanks them off and tosses them to the side as I work on removing my shirt.
Lying back on the bed naked, I feel like one of the sexiest Omegas in the world under Damien’s gaze.
“You are so fucking beautiful,” he growls, lifting the hem of his shirt. He pulls it up over his head, giving me the chance to check out his killer body.
The heat in his eyes grows as he removes his pants next.
Excitement and need thrums through me. I love every time I get to be with Damien like this. Years of dreaming what it would be like has nothing on reality.
I squeal with laughter as he pounces on the bed.
Turning around, I try to scramble away, but Damien grabs my legs and pulls me back.
“You’re not getting away from me, Cupcake,” he growls, a low, wanting rumble.
“You’re mine to devour." He grips my hips and yanks my ass up.
My eyes roll back, and I let out a lusty moan as he buries his face between my thighs.
My fingers tangle in the sheets as I rock my pussy against his mouth, chasing the instant pleasure this man's mouth brings.
It doesn’t take long before I’m cumming on his face. “I could eat this cunt for days,” he growls as I pant for air, body humming with satisfaction. But I want more. I want his cock, inside me, filling me up.
“As much as I love the things your mouth does to me, I really need you inside me right now.”
“You want this?” Damien asks, voice cocky and confident. He grips his dripping cock, rubbing the tip against my opening before slapping it against my pussy. I suck in a gasp, jutting my ass out further.
“Yes,” I whine like a cat in heat.
“Such a needy little cock slut,” he groans, pressing the tip inside, teasing me before pulling it out.
“Damien,” I groan. “Don’t tease me. We don’t have time.”
“But teasing you is so much fun,” he chuckles, doing it again and again until my pussy is trying to suck him inside me. “Fuck, I love seeing how wet you get for me. So slick.”
Thankfully, he presses inside me, and I moan out in pleasure. I love the way his cock stretches me open. I feel full, yet empty at the same time.
“So fucking tight,” he growls. “You feel so fucking good, Cupcake.” Gripping my hips, he doesn’t waste any more time.
Damien starts to thrust into me like a man on a mission, and that mission is to make me cum around his cock and fill me with his release. A mission I can happily get behind.
I quickly become a blubbering mess, it just feels too damn good. I thrust my ass back, meeting his strokes, forcing him to take me harder, deeper.
“Look at you,” he groans, slapping my ass. “So needy for my cock. I fucking love how much you crave being filled.”
“Knot me,” I beg as I work faster, demanding more.
“Can’t do that, baby. We don’t have time.”
“Who cares about the plane? I’ll get the next flight. Stuff my pussy full, make me cum.”
“Oh, I’ll be stuffing you full and making you cum. I don’t need my knot for that,” he promises.
To think it was only a few months ago, I was wondering if this man even liked me. Now I see just how much he adores and craves me.
Damien fucks me hard and fast, making me sob with each sensation. My orgasm builds, coiling tighter and tighter until I feel like I might explode.
“That’s it, baby. Fuck, you take my cock so well.
Gonna cum. Gonna fill this pretty pink pussy with my seed.
I want you to get on that plane covered in my scent, and when you see your Alphas, I want them to know who owned this cunt before you left.
Tell me, Cupcake. Who owns this?” he growls, slipping his fingers between my thighs, finding my aching clit.
My eyes roll back, and I let out a scream.
“You do. It’s yours.”
“Damn fucking right it is. Now cum for me, Addie. Let me see just how good your Alpha makes you feel.”
He pinches my clit, and I’m done for. My pussy clamps around him like a vice as my body locks up.
Fingers grasping at the sheets, I come apart on his cock. My whole body shakes as a tidal wave of pleasure crashes into me, taking my breath away. I feel my slick gush free, soaking his cock and the sheets beneath him.
“Fuck. Damn it, Addie,” he growls, as his hands on my thighs tighten and his body stiffens above me. He cums hard, the feeling of his cock jerking inside me, pumping me full of his cum prolongs my orgasm.
He keeps thrusting into me through my release until he’s done filling me with his.
When he’s done, he covers my body with his, careful not to put his weight on me. “I’ll never get enough of you, Omega.” He peppers kisses on my sweaty back. I feel content, happy, and so damn satisfied right now.
“Good.” I smile, my body nothing but jelly. “Because you're stuck with me for life.”
“Not stuck. It's a privilege to call you my Omega, Cupcake. One I’ll never take advantage of again.”
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This is the first Scented Scorpions game I’ve been able to attend for a while. I’m excited to see my guys play, and even better, I get to watch with my bestie.
I’m meeting her here because I had to run a few last-minute errands. If I’m going to be spending a few days here in Nashville, I need to fill the fridge up with food.
I swear I have no idea how they’re still alive.
The stadium is buzzing, as fans in red and black jerseys fill the arena. I smile, loving how much the world loves this team. I’m honored to be a part of it in some way.
It’s nice to just sit here and enjoy it like an everyday fan, rather than have the eyes of the world on me, knowing I’m the Omega of some of the biggest hockey players in the world.
I know the day will come, but for now, I’m enjoying my own little bubble with my guys.
Cae arrives escorted by her Alpha, Miles, who happens to be the Scented Scorpions' coach.
“Is he okay?” I ask when he leaves. He seemed reluctant to let her go, but I don’t blame him. My Alphas are the same.
“No,” She shakes her head. “The three of them were fine at home, but he just seems really anxious now that I’m in the stands.”
“I’m sure it’s just them being overprotective. Carson texted me right up until he had to put his phone away. It’s crazy packed tonight.”
“Yeah.” She takes my hand in hers. “Maybe.”
“Let’s chat, watch, and get our minds off it, okay?”
“Okay,” she smiles.
Cae and I fall into easy conversation until the game starts. Everything seems fine until the announcer starts naming off players.
Out of the corner of my eye, I watch as Cae freezes up, her whole body going tense.
My brows furrow as she meets Miles’ eyes, giving him a smile that I know for a fact isn’t genuine.
“What’s wrong?” I ask, not liking the uneasy feeling filling my gut. What’s got her so freaked out?
“Just...hold my hand?” she asks, her throat working hard as she swallows. “A ghost is walking over my grave.”
I take her hand without hesitation, giving it a squeeze.
I search the ice, trying to find what is getting her worked up, but I just can't pinpoint it.
The game begins. Cae is focused on Levon, her packmate.
I do my best to help keep her calm. Eventually, she speaks. “The other team,” she tells me. “Number thirty-eight.”
Not sure who that is exactly, so I pull out my phone and look him up.
When I see the name, my eyes widen, and my heart sinks. “No fucking way.”
Luis Meyer. One of the fucking bastards that hurt her, assaulted her, took something that didn’t belong to them! It’s been years since it happened, but demons like that never die. They stick with you forever, slowly eating away at your soul.
I was so happy for her when I found out she has a pack to love her and care for her like she deserves. She’s been through so much in her past.