My body shattered, clenching around his fingers, holding them hostage as I fell apart.
“You’re such a good omega. Following every order,” he praised. His tongue darted out, licking up my release like it was ambrosia before I could even come down from my orgasm. He made me come again on his skilled tongue, humming happily as he controlled my body like it had always belonged to him.
My body was still riding the waves of my orgasm when he pulled away, lining himself up and pushing into my core. My body pulsated around his thick cock. The feel of him finally filling me had my eyes rolling back in my head.
Wilder lifted my hips, holding me off the bed, my shoulders still on the mattress. Then he was pounding into me, using every ounce of his brute force to claim my pussy.
Every thrust was bruising and possessive, owning me from the inside out and chasing away every bit of stress that had accumulated this week.
I wrapped my legs around his waist, desperate to pull him closer.
We were both so worked up that it wasn’t long before his fingers found my clit again, forcing me to follow him as his own orgasm threatened to explode.
Wilder came on a roar, putting extra pressure on my clit, so I had no choice but to join him. My pussy clenched around his cock, milking it for every drop of his cum, staking a claim with my body.
Pleasure tore through me, washing away my thoughts and sending goosebumps over my skin. It had been a long time since I’d come that hard.
Wilder nearly collapsed against me before catching himself. He settled me fully on the mattress before grabbing his shirt and cleaning me off gently. He tossed it toward the door.
He pulled me close before covering us up and handing over my book.
I opened it, getting lost in the pages, thinking that I was the luckiest omega in the world. Not only did I have several incredible orgasms, but now I was laying in bed in the afterglow, reading one of my favorite series.
This was exactly what dreams were made of.
He made me feel seen on so many levels. And this was just day one in our new house. We were only the first to break in the nest, and I couldn’t wait until it had all of our scents in here.
Chapter
Thirty-Two
Cade
The stress of the protests and keeping the deltas and my omega safe were already wearing on me. Like usual, she came to the arena with us, heading straight for her kitchen. We had a security guard stationed outside and more posted throughout the employee hallways.
There were more and more of the protesters outside as the weeks wore on. The picket signs and chants directed at the deltas were full of accusations. They were always talking about keeping the alphas safe, like we couldn’t manage that on our own.
Lana was right. This felt crazy, all stemming from some jealous fan who decided to take pictures out of context.
It just went to show how dangerous the internet could be.
I worried the stands would be empty. Nobody wanted to fight through a crowd just to see a game.
It didn’t help that tonight we were facing off against the Narwhals again. It was one of our final games before playoffs to see who would take the AHA Cup.
The Narwhals had won it last year, but I was determined not to let them have it again. Not after everything they’d done.
Tonight, though, we’d have to be extra careful and ensure that we didn’t give into the urge to smash them against the ice again. The rumors were already brutal, and that would only add fuel to the fire.
As team captain, I knew my pack deltas weren’t the only ones under scrutiny. Coach had a big meeting with everyone yesterday, going over protocols and ensuring no one took risks. I was positive there was a warning buried in there somewhere, reminding us that we had to be on our best behavior.
The board was absolutely watching, though they’d been oddly quiet so far.
I had a feeling they were waiting to see if this was going to die down or if it was something they’d be forced to address. I’d be far more worried if we didn’t have Coach backing us as strongly as he did.
If anyone was going to advocate for us, it would be him.
Everyone was already geared up in the locker room, but the mood was off. I didn’t like it. This wasn’t how the Wardens were.
