Chapter 35
THIRTY-FIVE
BURLINGTON, VIRGINIA
Josie has been with us for three stops. Three concerts, in three different cities.
I love having her around. The bus needed a feminine touch, and it’s so much more comfortable than it was before. I’d take another three-week straight bus affair if it meant Josie was there to hold at night. Her presence is calming, loving, and she is a wonder in all the small, in-between moments.
But the tension in Vicious Velvet is obvious.
Despite the original plan, Josie hasn’t been able to speak with Cleo about the situation.
Besides meetings and performances, Cleo has gone radio silent on her, and I can see the strain it has taken on my omega.
It makes me frustrated for her, especially when Josie refuses to feel any kind of anger towards the situation.
Instead, she adopts placid sadness, waiting patiently for her best friend to meet her halfway.
My blood boils from the entire situation. Josie deserves to have a little bit of rage at the situation, but instead she is patient. Solemn. The way she’s reacting shows me just how much Josie doesn’t deserve this cold shoulder she’s been given, not when she hasn’t done anything wrong.
Still, we find moments of happiness. Josie is relaxed much more often now, her nest doing wonders for her mental health. She comes back from her performances with a huge smile on her face, her scent blooming tenfold.
It’s nice having all of us together. The longer it goes on, the more it feels real. And I can’t help but feel a little bit proud of this new group dynamic we are building.
I come out of my thoughts and look around at my pack.
It’s early, and we’re en route to Burlington for our next show.
The bus bumps around slightly, but for the most part, the journey is smooth and relaxing, especially with Josie in my arms. The whole lot of us are in her nest, sleeping soundly with the curtain closed.
Josie lies on my chest on one side while Jamie is snoring on my other, his back right against my side as he hugs Malaki into his body.
Remi and Lennon are on the outskirts, their bodies touching the walls of the bus.
The scents in this part of the bus are exceptionally strong, but there’s an extra dose of arousal in it this morning that perks me right up.
I squeeze Josie’s shoulder, pulling her closer as her leg moves over mine.
Then, she does what I least expect and starts to grind herself on me, her pussy sliding over my thigh in tiny movements.
She moans, and the sound makes me bite my knuckle, completely on edge as she continues to grind against me in her sleep.
Her champagne scent heightens, and all of my pack mates’ noses wrinkle with the awareness of it.
Remi stirs awake first, turning to see us with a sleepy smirk on his face.
By the lack of snores that follow, I realize that the others are waking up, almost like they know our omega is doing something that they want to be privy to.
Jamie rubs his eyes, Malaki turns around looking like he wants to go back to sleep before he takes in a good inhale and jerks up, looking for the source.
Lennon wakes up slower, but his eyes widen when he looks over at us. “Holy fu—”
Josie’s breath hitches and then her body freezes, suddenly aware of her surroundings and that she was grinding against me unconsciously. Her eyes open and then she looks up at me, her eyelashes fluttering. “S-sorry,” she whispers, embarrassment coating on top of her delicious aroused scent.
“Please don’t be,” I say, tilting her head up more so I can peck her lips. “Seems like we’ve been leaving you wanting, huh, Omega? How about we take care of that?”
I can feel her swallow against my chest. “You don’t have to—”
“But we want to, Bubbles,” Malaki says as he sits up and peers over.
An omega whine escapes and we all move into action. Remi climbs over Jamie and Malaki and forces himself into the spot between Josie and Lennon. Josie gasps at the sudden movement, but it’s cut off as Remi closes the gap between them, kissing her like he won’t be able to function without it.
Her slick soaks her knickers, and I move to discard them. We’re all already stripped down to minimal material, and once I toss the wet panties aside, it’s easy to touch her right where she wants.
“Our omega needs us,” I tell them, an edge of alpha dominance in my tone. “And we’re going to give it to her, aren’t we?”
Jamie moans, his mouth parted as he looks at the display between Remi and Josie.
I bite my lip, loving how much he enjoys this, how much he loves sharing.
It’s exactly how I feel when Malaki and I are using him, and that feeling is tenfold as we all take a step back to let Remi have his moment with our girl.
“I’m going to take you first, baby,” Remi whispers into her ear and a whimper slides up her throat. “And after you’re done showing our pack how well you take me, when you’re dripping and full of me, you’re going to take them, too.”
Josie bites her lip, and her barely contained excitement sends a shock of energy to my cock. “Well, get to it then, Alpha,” she taunts.
“Brat,” I whisper, which she hears because her scent flows through the small cabin, enticing all of us with its allure.
“She is a brat,” Remi agrees. “I fucking love it.”
He enters her then, not giving her time to adjust as he hits home. The sound of slick hits my ears as their bodies move together and their soft sighs harmonize with every pull.
“Fuck,” Josie whispers, her mouth agape as she stares at Remi’s face twisting in pleasure.
Her fingers find his neck and trail up into his long locks, squeezing them so hard he groans into her kiss.
He changes positions, sitting up and placing his hands on the backs of her thighs, bending her back so he can elongate his thrusts.
The change is instant, the energy thrumming in the air, and our omega’s cries heighten, breathy sounds escaping every time he hits that spot inside of her.
I fight the urge to stroke myself over my boxers to get relief from the display of pure intimacy in front of me.
He slows his pace, dragging himself out of her to the tip and then plunging back in with control, over and over again, until she’s whimpering. “Please,” she whispers.
“Please what, baby?” he asks with a cocky grin on his face.
Her hips try to move, to force a faster pace, but he keeps her secure as he holds her thighs.
“That’s not going to work, Omega. You know what you need to do,” he whispers to her, his hips keeping the controlled pace. “Give me what I want.”
“Please, Remi, fuck.”
She immediately starts begging, her pleas filling the space. He grins at her, a wicked tilt in his lips as he nods his approval. “That’s it, baby. You’re so pretty when you beg.” Then his thrusts build in speed and strength, and Josie’s moans grow with each drag of his cock inside her.
“Please come inside me,” she moans. “Fill me up. Please, Alpha. I need it.”
He curses under his breath, his hands on the back of her thighs tightening as he tries not to lose control. “You know what that does to me, Omega,” he whispers to her. “One more time, Josie. Beg me, and I’ll give you every. Last. Drop.”
“Please, please, please—”
Her legs start to shake, and I look over to see Jamie stroking his cock, unable to look away from them.
I bat at his hand, his head darting toward me, and I tsk at him before pulling down my boxers and placing his hand over my cock.
“You’ll have your turn,” I tell him, and his eyes darken with need.
“If you want to stroke a cock, stroke mine.”
Excitement fills the bond, and he immediately closes his hand over me, moving it just the way he knows I like it. “Yes, Alpha.”
I relax, stifling a groan at the way his fingers feel, and nudge my chin back to Josie. “Now… watch our omega come.”
It doesn’t take long. With a few more thrusts, Josie’s pleasure topples over the edge. Remi, being the sadist he is, rubs his thumb over her clit while she’s coming, heightening the pleasure as she yells out.
“Yes,” she moans loudly, her legs shaking uncontrollably.
My friend grunts from the pressure, his thrusts turning messy as he comes inside her, giving her exactly what she wants.
It seems to last forever, both of them prolonging each other’s pleasure to the point of near exhaustion, which excites me in a completely barbaric way.
Sweat shows on Remi’s brow, and I can tell that he is struggling not to knot her, not to claim her in every way his beast wants to.
“Alpha,” Josie whispers, her eyes half-lidded as she comes down.
“Next time,” Remi responds, his chest erupting in a purr from knowing she wanted it too. She preens, rubbing her face into his vibrating chest and letting the sound lull her.
I can tell by the look in his eyes that he has fallen for her, softness shining where caution and detachment used to be. Things are shifting, just like we knew they would, and this girl is the source of it. This beautiful omega, opening up her heart to us, and us to her.
Her breathing finally starts to even out as she comes back from the haze, a satisfied hum escaping her.
I look over at Malaki and gesture for him to move. His mischievous smile gleams as he scoots in the corner of the bed, making a spot for what I have planned.
“Do you want to see something, Omega?” I ask her, and her eyes shoot to me, lighting up with an inquiring gleam.
“Jamie.” The beta releases my cock and looks at me, anticipation forming in his features. “Present for me.”
Her eyes widen as Jamie heeds the command, excited to let me bark at him in this capacity.
He’s always enjoyed letting go of control, and that hasn’t changed one bit.
He moves in front of me and bends over, his ass rising high in the air.
I grit my teeth at the sight of him, remembering that I have to do the proper prep before we can get to the part we both desperately want.