Chapter 29
Cooper
Fingernails trace along my rib cage, and I shudder. It’s ticklish, but intimate, as my skin pebbles under her touch. I raise my head, staring down at the messy blonde hair to my side as she presses kisses on my chest.
“Morning, darlin’. How you feeling?”
Brielle smiles up at me. “Ravenous.” Then she dips down, pulling the blanket with her as she kisses down my stomach. It contracts under her mouth, and my cock hardens just as her hand brushes it.
I blow out a breath, pushing her hair out of her face as her tongue drags a path from my hip to the base of my shaft. “I feel a little spoiled here. Waking up to my omega’s mouth.”
She hums, licking up my length and sucking on my tip. My eyes roll back, and I try to stay focused on her mouth as she bobs up and down on my cock. When her teeth lightly scrape my shaft, I grunt and thrust up.
“Shit. You do that again, and I’m gonna come a lot faster than you’d like.”
She smiles, popping up to crawl up my body. I trace her sides with my hands until she’s above me, and I cup her heavy breasts. Brielle rubs her pussy against me, drenching us both with her slick. It’s the most delicious scent. I hope it seeps so far into my skin that I never stop smelling like her.
“You gonna ride me again, Sunshine?”
She smirks. “You’d like that, wouldn’t you?”
“Don’t you remember? I’ll take you any way you’ll allow me.”
Her eyebrow raises. “And if I wanted to roll over and present for you?”
My cock twitches, and she laughs.
“Yeah, you like that idea. Don’t you, Cowboy?”
“If you presented to me? I’d be fucking honored.”
Brielle rolls off, and I scramble to my knees as she turns around and presents her pussy. Her golden hair is gathered to one side as she braces on her elbows and knees.
My heart is pounding, taking in the red, puffy lips of her cunt as her sweet slick drips out and down her legs. Saliva gathers in my mouth, desperate for a taste.
Duke moves to my left, turning onto his side to watch us with a smirk. I glance to the other bed. Maverick is still fast asleep.
I move forward, sliding up her thighs to grip her perfect ass cheeks.
She groans, and I watch as her pussy flutters from her clenching.
“Jesus. You’re so fucking perfect.”
Duke chuckles under his breath. “She’s getting impatient.”
Brielle huffs out a sigh. “Don’t tell him how I feel. That’s cheating. If he wants to know, he’ll have to bite me.”
I exchange a look with Duke and clear my throat. “You want me to bite you?”
She raises up onto her hands, throwing her hair over one side to glance at me over her shoulder. “Do you want to bite me?”
“Fuck yes. I want it all, Brielle. Marriage, bond, babies. Whatever way you’ll have me.”
A smile lifts her lips, and her face flushes a little. I can tell her heat is rising again, and I’ll lose her to the throes of passion.
“Bite me, knot me. Please, Alpha.”
Warmth spreads in my chest, longing for the bond I know will settle my soul. I drag my tongue across my lips and nod.
“I’ll take care of you, Omega,” I tell her, rubbing her ass again before sliding my hand down and pressing two fingers into her needy cunt. She gasps, falling back onto her elbows as she pushes back into my hand.
“More,” she begs.
I pump my fingers in and out at a steady pace before pulling out, slathering her slick all over my cock, and crawling closer on my knees to run my ruddy mushroom tip down her center.
Brielle shudders under me, her fingers clawing at the sheets.
When I’m poised right at her entrance again, I thrust forward.
She throws her head back with a moan. “Yes, yes, yes. God.”
My eyes roll back, and I bury myself to the hilt. She’s taking me so well. Like she’s fucking built for me. My fingers dig into her flesh, still being careful not to bruise her. I never want to see the purplish color on her skin again. The one on her arm is more than enough for a lifetime.
I pull back and slam forward. Brielle is panting under me, and I can’t hold back. I thrust over, and over, and over, pushing my cock as deep as she can take me. My knot teases her entrance, and my balls draw up already with the need to come.
“Please, please, please.” Her pleas have a sexy whine to them, and I can tell she needs something more.
I reach between us, taking a few seconds to locate the small swollen nub I was looking for.
As soon as my fingers brush her clit, she explodes.
Her pussy clamps down on my cock so hard, I’m a little lost for breath from the pressure.
The cry that escapes her lips has goosebumps pebbling on my skin as her slick gushes out around me and down our legs.
“Fuck, Princess. You look so good coming,” Duke says, his hand working his own dick.
I grit my teeth, holding back my release a little longer. I’m not going to come until she’s locked on my knot with a bite mark sealing us together.
Her body falls limp, and I catch her chest before following her down.
I brace myself on my palms next to her head and start pumping in and out of her tight, hot channel.
It only takes a few strokes before she starts to tremble again.
I’ve never been with an omega in heat, but if she’s so quick to come, I can see why she needs multiple alphas.
I won’t be able to withstand her cunt fluttering around me again.
“You ready for me, baby?”
She nods erratically. “Yes, yes, please Alpha.”
My pants fan across her shoulder as I pick up speed, impaling her with my hard length over and over until I feel the fire lick up my spine with my impending release.
I dig my knees into the mattress, pushing forward harder with each stroke and lean forward, kissing the spot on her shoulder I’m going to mark.
Brielle holds her breath, and I grunt, pushing until my entire knot pops through the tight ring of her pussy, locking us together.
Euphoric pleasure blinds me as my cum spills into her, and without a second thought, I bite down.
My teeth pierce her skin, and before the metallic taste of her blood hits my tongue, I can feel her.
Her soul, Brielle, takes up space right in my heart, as if she was always meant to be there.
I can feel her equally blissed out emotion as well as her love.
The love she has for me, Duke, and Maverick.
There’s a faint hint of Duke in the background, a keen friendship with pride watching me claim our omega.
I pull back, licking at the bite mark to help it heal, and then roll onto my side, gathering her in my arms to ensure she’s comfortable since she’s locked on my knot.
I push her hair out of the way to kiss the back of her as we lie here, trying to catch our breath.
My cock twitches to pour more cum every time her pussy clenches around my knot.
“Sorry it wasn’t long. I’ll try to hold on longer next time.”
She hums. “Tis perfect.” It comes out slurred, and I know she’s probably going back to sleep now that she’s sated.
I press another kiss and catch Maverick’s gaze on the other side of the room.
I’m not sure when he woke up, but his eyes trail to the bite mark, and he swallows roughly before looking away.
The three of us haven’t spoken formally about becoming a pack.
We all just rushed in to be whatever Brielle needs, and now I’m wondering how he feels.
If he wants Brielle, he now has no choice but to accept Duke and me.
Marriage is a piece of paper, but bond marks are forever.
He still has a choice to walk away, but I don’t think he will.
I’m sure we’re not what he imagined as a pack, if he thought of having one at all.
Everything I’ve learned about Maverick has been secondhand.
He’s usually just sending me off to the rodeo with a teasing warning to be good, like any boss would.
“She sleeping?” I whisper.
Maverick looks back and nods. “I think I should order some food. They should bring it right up for room service. Want anything?”
I shrug. “I’m not picky. I think omegas usually eat pretty light.”
Duke frowns. “We should have asked beforehand. Gotten her favorites.”
Maverick flinches, obviously upset that we didn’t think of that.
“We’ll know for next time. We weren’t expecting a heat, it was just supposed to be a sex-packed honeymoon,” I try to say to comfort them. Neither of them seem convinced.
Maverick stands, scratching the back of his head. “I still feel like I’m failing the first test.”
Brielle mumbles in her sleep, cuddling into my chest.
I look at Duke, raising an eyebrow. “You upsetting her through the bond?”
He shakes his head.
I squeeze her tighter, and her body relaxes. My heart pounds, trying not to let my thoughts wander into what might upset her. But Maverick studies the bruises on her arm, his jaw getting tight as he looks away again.
“I’ll be right back,” he says, slipping out the bedroom door.
Duke kneels on the mattress, tracing her face with his fingers. The warmth of his love for her bubbles in my chest.
“It’s weird to feel you like this. It’s a little intimate.”
He snorts. “Yeah, I wasn’t expecting it either. I will say my dick has never been so hard as when you finished the bond, since I was getting it from both of you.”
I raise an eyebrow. “Can you imagine when we add Maverick?”
We both laugh, but it drops and the mood turns a little somber.
Duke swallows roughly. “He’ll break her if he doesn’t bite. She’ll put on a brave face, but in the end, she’ll never get over it.”
I close my eyes briefly and nod. “Yeah. He seemed a little skittish.”
“More than that. They both so desperately want to be loved that they’re afraid to admit how deep their feelings are to each other. They’ll wait each other out, until they convince each other that they don’t actually love each other at all.”
Brielle deflates in my arms, reaching up to grab Duke’s wrist. “Don’t talk about someone when they’re right here.” It’s softer than a whisper, but we both catch it.
Duke smiles, leaning down to kiss her fingertips. “Just saying, Princess. You may have to chase your last alpha bite. The guy has a little bit of a commitment issue."
A snicker escapes her, and she wiggles her ass, forcing my knot to press against her entrance again. We both groan, and my cock grows harder.
“Fuck, I was just going down,” I tell her.
Brielle grins, looking over her shoulder with mischief twinkling in her eyes.