Page 2 of Rustic Beauty


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“Talk to me, babe.”

“Why did you-” I wanted to jump up and follow Ren to the living room where I knew they’d be perfectly fine. Stupid, irrational Omega hormones.

“Kieran, they told us it would be difficult but you have to breathe. Ren, our sweet little Alpha, has them and you and me are going to talk.”

My brows furrowed. I didn’t want to talk. I also didn’t know what I wanted. My inability to let our boys out of my sight had hindered so many things in our growing relationship. As much as I had wanted Isaias’ bond, my irrational fear that something would happen to the babies meant that our Alpha couldn’t claim me. Couldn’t exactly have Isaias fucking my brains out while I was holding onto the twins.

I sifted through the chaos in my head, sagging farther into the pillows at my back. It smelled like my pack in here and it almostmade me forget that Isaias was gone.Almost.Joel scooted closer, watching my reaction as he slowly threw a leg over my lap until he was straddling my waist. My hands fell to his hips, fingers digging into his skin as I watched him move, Joel leaning forward as he pressed his lips to the underside of my jaw.

“Talk to me, Kieran. I can see it in your eyes. I can see it in the way you walk through this house. You know that you haven’t really left since we moved here?” My body tensed but he just shook his head as he continued his path along my jaw before dropping to my neck. “Not an accusation. Just something I noticed.Talk to me.” Joel was the glue in our pack, the one who was always fixing us. Piece by piece, conversation by conversation, touch by touch.

“I don’t like him being out there, Joel. He could take everything from me.” My shoulders sagged as I realized just how much of a hold Michael still had on my emotions. That fucker might have been nowhere near me but he was still in my head, torturing me every goddamn day. Sifting my fingers through Joel’s short strands, I roughly yanked his head back so that our eyes met. “I won’t let that happen,” I growled.

An understanding smile slid onto the Beta’s face as he placed a gentle hand on my bare chest. His fingers absentmindedly began tracing the tattoos, working their way down my torso until they were running along my scar. I cringed involuntarily, self-conscious about it but Joel didn’t let me hide. He never did. “And you have more people to lean on than just yourself, Kieran.”

That was just another part of the problem—learning to lean. I wanted to. My biology makeup was made to lean and yet, for over thirty years, leaning would have gotten me killed. “I’m trying.”

“Not hard enough, babe,” Joel whispered. “Lean on us, on me.” His last word was cut off as I smashed my lips to his, needing to taste my mate. I swallowed his groan as his hipsinvoluntarily rocked against mine, drawing my cock to life. My precious Beta pulled away just enough, his lips parted as his eyes darkened with desire. “You going to fuck me, Kieran? You going to fill me and make me scream your name? Use me, Omega. Give me your pain and your worries, your nightmares.Let go.”

Warmth bloomed in my chest at his suggestion as I realized that this moment was just as important for Joel as it was for me. We had all been struggling but I couldn’t imagine what it must have felt like to fear that both his Omega and his boys wouldn’t make it. I had been overwhelmed by my own insecurities and couldn’t see his.

Giving in, I wrapped an arm around his back and flipped us over, rutting against the Beta as I kissed him harder. He mewled beneath my dominance when I tugged at his bottom lip, hastily undoing the tie of his pants with my free hand.

Joel smelled faintly of outside and sweat, just the way I liked. I ignored the other lingering smells he attracted from work–a few Alphas and another Beta–knowing that I couldn’t rinse Joel off every time he came back in. This territorial, irritable bullshit, when it came to scents, was pissing me off. I never used to be this sensitive to the unknown swirling around my place but I guess it was par for the course.

A long, unfettered groan dragged from Joel’s mouth as I worked my way down his chest. I placed light kisses on his stomach before settling between his thighs, Joel pushing his hips up toward my face. His head fell back against the pillows, his fingers slipping into my long, unkempt hair. Before my pack arrived in my life, I had kept everything trimmed. Now? It had grown out, my hair past my shoulders and my beard longer than it had ever been. My mates seemed to enjoy running their fingers through it and the look of raw desire in Isaias’ gaze when he coated my beard was enough to keep me from shaving it.

Once I had Joel’s pants undone, I shoved them down his thighs, admiring the way he sucked in a gasp. I slipped out of my pants as well, needing the reprieve as my cock yearned for its own release. Joel propped himself up, admiring my naked body–hard ridges that had been softened over the last year. It felt odd not being as well-toned but my mates seemed to love me even more as I leaned into my Omega side rather than pulled away from it.

Repositioning myself between his legs, I ran my lips across his inner thigh, stifling a chuckle as my beard dragged along his flesh and Joel wriggled beneath me in response. I continued my delicate assault as I stuffed my face further between his legs, running my nose alongside his cock. A mixture of sweat and fresh rain that was wholly Joel consumed me and darting my tongue out to taste him revealed more of the same.

The kisses continued along the length of his cock as I rose up, swallowing just the tip before sucking the entirety into my mouth. Joel howled something unintelligible as his back bowed off the pillows, his grip in my hair tightening. His taste was thick against my tongue as I licked and sucked, grinning when the first bit of precum dribbled onto my tongue.

“Fuck, babe. You keep doing this and this is all going to be over before it starts,” Joel muttered, his voice several octaves deeper than before. I had every intention of making him spill his seed down my throat and then fucking him until he came again. It made sense to me that neglecting the fucking part of this equation had also been part of the issue. An Omega’s genetic makeup required connection, inanyform.Damn genes.

“Shit, Kieran—fuck.”

I chuckled as I let his cock fall from my mouth, moments before he exploded to wrap a hand around his cock. My mind worked on autopilot as I stroked him a few times, covering my fingers in precum before swallowing him whole again. Usingthat same hand, I slipped two fingers beneath us and between his cheeks, rimming his hole with his own mess before slipping a finger inside.

“Goddess, that’s hot,” Joel mumbled as I began to work him open. It wasn’t something I had tried before but the thought of leaving this position for lube sounded like a terrible idea. My Beta began rocking himself on my fingers as I added another one until I was three fingers deep, Joel moaning for my cock. “Kieran, I’m not-”

A chuckle vibrated in my throat as the warmth of his release coated my tongue, Joel growling through his orgasm. He melted into the pillows but I was hardly done with him, needing the father of my boys to know just how much I needed him. I gave him a few seconds before flipping him over and positioning my cock against his ass. Joel reached back and latched onto my thigh as he pushed himself onto my cock, groaning through every inch that sunk inside of him.

“Goddess, you feel fucking amazing, Kieran.”

I held my breath as his hole strangled my cock, watching as each inch of my length disappeared into his hungry ass. Once my hips were flush against his, I sighed with relief—as if this position was everything that I had been missing. For a blissful minute, I was at peace. My boys were safe. Isaias was coming back and I was here, with my Beta, in pure ecstasy.

“Move, babe.”

And, I did. I used Joel ruthlessly, roughly fucking into him as he grunted with each thrust. He wrapped a hand around his cock as he jacked himself off in time with my thrusts, both of us losing ourselves to the mixture of pheromones and scents spread around my nest. I propped myself up on one hand, covering Joel’s against the many pillows, the other hand digging into Joel’s waist. A much-needed orgasm barreled through me as Iexploded and filled Joel’s ass, still pumping through it as my Beta continued to milk me of my release.

Bending over his back, my teeth grazed his shoulder before I bit lightly, wanting to claim him and knowing I couldn’t all in the same breath. He cried out seconds later as he crashed against the pillows. We lay there for several moments before I rolled off of him, staring at where we had been connected as my release dribbled from his bruised hole. Joel twisted around with a sloppy grin plastered to his face. “Did you just try to claim me?”

“You’remine,” I growled, not feeling ashamed in the slightest.

“Of course, I am.” Joel scooted closer as he caressed my beard before leaning to press a gentle kiss to my lips. His skin was flushed, his chest still settling from being fucked but the dark circles beneath his eyes had brightened a little. Hell, I felt a little less lost too, surrounded by the scent of warm rain. “Feeling better?” I nodded and his smile grew as he kissed me again. “Good. Now, we’ve got a few hours before dinner. Let’s go take a shower and nap for a bit.”

I narrowed my gaze at him. “I quite like you smelling like me,” I purred as I ran my nose along his cheek and jaw before dipping my face against his gland. My tongue darted out to lick it, Joel shivering against me.

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