Chapter 12
Chase
Was it wrong to go home with Flora? Maybe, but I couldn’t stop myself.
My intention was simply to scare off the few alphas who were eyeing her, like hungry wolves stalking their prey.
But that asshole actually touched her, putting a quick end to my remaining on the sidelines.
I’d edged up to her, hoping to ward the rest of them off, but the moment I touched her, I was done for.
Before I knew it, I was following her into her apartment, the small studio I had been watching through the cameras Spencer had hidden. The reality was better than the grainy images I had become obsessed with.
There was no scent through the screen.
A perfume of rose and honey sweetly drenched the place.
When I had buried my face in her neck in the club and managed to get a real hit of her scent, my hindbrain went insane.
I didn’t want to let her go. Control out the window, I drove us to her home like a lovesick pup, desperately trying to touch her everywhere I could.
My palms itched to reach out, to brush against her skin and share a fleeting moment that could ignite the spark between us.
Although I supposed puppies just wanted to be petted. I was thinking of doing a lot more than that with Flora.
Once we reached her apartment, the air was thick with anticipation, drawing me closer to her with each passing moment.
Pulling her farther into the apartment, without hesitation, my head swam with that delicious scent.
My teeth ached with the need to sink into her, to claim her and keep her near me forever.
To bond her… It was an insane idea, but I couldn’t stop the possessive and increasingly feral thoughts running through my brain.
Her lips found my neck, and I melted. Melted. One small, studious omega shouldn’t have had such an effect on me, but fuck, she did. I wanted to stay in her orbit forever.
“Off,” she said against my skin, tugging at the fabric of my button-down shirt.
“Impatient?” I asked, pulling back and raising an eyebrow as I smirked.
Her cheeks flushed, but she wouldn’t meet my eyes, which was just too much. “Oh, well… I… Ugh…”
Cupping her face, I pulled her gaze to mine. “I love it,” I replied simply, pleased by the way her worry eased off her face, and even more so by the flaring of her scent that caressed my skin.
After unbuttoning my shirt, I pulled it over my shoulders, shrugged it off, and tossed it onto the floor.
Flora’s eyes traced my chest, and I had to admit it felt damn good to be ogled by her.
When I stepped back up to her, I reached for her shoulder, smoothing down the thick strap of her dress so I could get at her creamy skin.
“You’re so beautiful…”
I shoved more of her damn dress aside, grasping her breast so that I could get a real taste of her, feel her squirm as I teased her nipple with my tongue.
“Oh God… nest. Let’s get to the nest.”
Hands-down the sexiest words out of that omega’s mouth.
She pulled on me, keeping my mouth against her skin as she walked backward to her room. I knew where we were going, having memorized the layout of the place, but I let Flora take the lead for a moment while she got us to the nest.
When it hit the back of her legs, Flora yelped slightly, and then I had her on her back on the small bed, positioning myself between her thighs. Heat flowed through my skin as her pussy rubbed against me, making my straining erection much harder.
“Chase,” she moaned, and I planted a hand next to her head as I took her cheek with the other, kissing her deeply.
She was right there with me, sweeping her tongue over the seam of my lips.
Our tongues danced together as I dragged my hand down her side, taking the opportunity to pinch her nipple as I did.
Lower and lower until I could gather the hem of her dress in my hand and hoist it up over her hips.
With one hand, I shoved my pants down, desperate to feel more of her.
More determined than I’d ever been to feel someone wrapped around me, I yanked Flora’s panties to the side, tearing the fabric when they wouldn’t get out of my way quickly enough.
She gasped, but I quickly eased any concern by sliding the head of my cock through her folds.
She was so wet, slick pouring from her. Flora was so very ready for me, and that desperate need howled in my blood as precum leaked from me.
“Are you ready, honeybee?” I teased her again, sliding back and forth, but not giving either of us what we really wanted. “I want to hear you say it.”
“Yesss,” she moaned, and I gazed down at her face, adoring the way her eyes fluttered closed and her hips rocked against me almost on their own.
My knot pulsed, and then I sheathed myself deep inside Flora. Her warmth was everything, and holy shit, the way she squeezed me. My cock jerked inside her, and I immediately started up a punishing rhythm, unable to control myself.
She felt too damn good.
Flora’s fingernails dug into my shoulders as she held on to me. The tiny pricks of pain were nothing compared to how good it felt to claim her like this, how incredible it was for her scent to utterly envelop me. The urge to knot her was maddening.
“So good, honeybee, you’re taking me like such a good girl.”
Leaning back, I couldn’t help but flash a smile to the corner of the room, where I knew the camera was, thrusting back and forth as I filled Flora with every inch, right up to my knot. I had no doubt that Bear and Spencer were glued to their screens, watching what I was doing.
Well, I'd better put on a fucking show for them, then.
I rolled us over so Flora was on top, pistoning hard, and she moaned beautifully, her chest bouncing with each thrust. Her pussy was fluttering around my cock, making my head swim from how euphoric it felt. She was already falling apart for me, coating me in her slick.
“Chase! Oh God!” Flora’s eyes were squeezed shut, so very tight, and I reached up to her breasts, grazing my thumbs over her nipples.
She arched against my touch before bending forward, her breathing rough and fast. Holding her hips now, I fucked at a delirious pace, my knot testing her as it nearly pushed in several times.
With a growl, I nipped at her neck, reveling in the way her pussy clamped around my cock as she came viciously and repeatedly.
Those sweet little whimpers and moans were music to my ears, and I wanted to hear them on repeat for the rest of my days.
Or maybe I could take my time and find out what other sounds I could pull from those beautiful, swollen lips.
Our coupling was frenzied and crackling, like a live wire, but I wanted more, to take my time with her and taste every inch of her skin.
“Chase,” she moaned as her body convulsed with the after ripples of her orgasm. My name on her lips—especially released in a breathy moan—made me feel like the most powerful man in the entire city, the entire world. When had a woman ever made me feel like that?
Never, that was when.
And knowing my pack mates were watching me make her come again and again? That was potent shit. I wanted to show off, to make her finish so many times that she was incoherent, unable to keep her eyes open.
Bear was going to rip me a new asshole, but I couldn’t find it in me to care one single bit as Flora strangled my cock.
Still, I needed more, more of my sweet girl. So, I held her against me, switching our positions again so that I could draw her down to the end of the bed and throw her legs over my shoulders.
“Ahh!” I sank deep as I thrust in this time, and she clawed at my hips. I almost thought she was going to push me away, but Flora squeezed tighter, pulling me into her—hard and fast. I gave her everything she asked for, utterly blown away by the sight of her taking my cock so beautifully.
“Knot me, Chase.” Her words were punctuated by thrusts and the breath flying out of her lungs. “Now.”
“That’s such a good girl,” I crooned, beginning to press my knot in, my thumb teasing her clit as I did.
“Oh God… Ugh!”
She clamped down again, the climax rocking through both of us this time, and her perfect body demanded all of me, pushing my knot in completely as I thrust in one final time. The feeling was indescribable. Beyond good or amazing. So much more than fantastic.
It was perfect.
I was pretty sure my soul left my body, and even if that wasn’t the case, I knew something else most certainly did.
Flora fluttered and pulsed around my cock, milking every last drop from me until it overflowed.
The moment stretched on until I was completely depleted, and I collapsed forward, releasing her legs.
We stayed that way, breathing as if we’d run a marathon, until my knot deflated.
When I looked down to see how Flora was doing, she’d fallen asleep.
It was… cute. And I wasn’t a guy to just throw that word around.
I couldn't stand the idea of moving her too much, so I made sure she had a pillow and was covered by the blanket, since her apartment was drafty as hell.
After slipping out of the bed, I couldn’t help but pause to take in the sight of her, fast asleep in her nest, her blankets pooling around her waist as she clutched a pillow—a sad replacement for me, but since I needed to return to my own apartment, it would have to do.
Her bare back was on display—not the most lurid view, but somehow even that expanse of skin had my cock stiffening once again.
When I got home, I was going to watch the footage on repeat, my hand on my cock. Whether she knew it or not, Flora had accidentally just recorded the hottest home movie in existence.
One I was going to enjoy on fucking repeat.
No one else would see, other than my pack mates, though. If another man saw how fucking stunning she looked when she came, I would have to gouge his eyeballs out.
Flora was ours. Maybe Spencer needed a little convincing, but then again, if his recent insane behavior was anything to go by, he was almost as obsessed as Bear and I were.
If it weren’t for the fact that one of my pack would be watching her building overnight, I would have woken her and insisted she deadbolted the door behind me.
Thankfully, whether she liked it or not, Flora had three protectors who would ensure she was safe.