I'm yanked from my thoughts by the husky demand that comes out of Kade's mouth. "You're going to climb into the back,buckle yourself in, bend over Jay's lap and suck his fat cock. Can you do that, my love?"
Like a fish out of water, I open and close my mouth in shock. "I—What? Kade, what the hell? Vivie's missing, and?—"
"And we're doing everything we can to find her, Silas. There's nothing else we can do right now aside from taking care of each other, and I need your help loving our alpha. He's struggling. Can you give him something to hold on to?"
Swallowing, I study Kade's expression. He's completely serious. My dick jumps and I immediately feel guilty and selfish. Why should I feel anything good when it's clear my woman is suffering?
"I see the look on your face, Silas," Kade murmurs, glancing at me. "You don't need to pleasure yourself. This is to give you a task and to pull Jarek from the brink of insanity back there. He's struggling, and he deserves to feel something good. You can do that. Please?"
I'm already unbuckling my seatbelt. He's right. I might not be able to help Vivie directly right now, but I can help him.
"Good, Beta," Kade rumbles as I climb over the center console into the back seat. Tingles race up my spine and my mouth waters.
Before I buckle myself in beside Jarek, I take a big inhale of his lavender and cedar scent. It's calming even with the undercurrent of stress dimming the floral.
I'm not sure why my hands are trembling as I reach for his lap, but I suck in a deep breath. Normally I don't have nerves when it comes to my pack, but something about Jarek's distress weighs heavily on this moment. Kade was right, Jay deserves to feel something good. He's been working so hard to study the bond and dive deep into the horrors our mate is facing. It must be hell...
With that driving my need to help him, I unbutton his jeans and take his cock out. It barely takes a single stroke for blood to rush down and make him rock solid in my hand.
"That's it," Kade groans from the front seat, his whisky scent blooming with arousal. "Now put him in your mouth."
"You just focus on driving, Alpha," Jarek growls, snapping awake. His hand dives into my short curls and tugs. "You thirsty, Silas? Gonna suck my cock so fucking good?"
"Yes," I breathe. My dick presses against my jeans, making me ache and shift, but I take the discomfort because it's only a fraction of what Jarek's been managing for our pack.
"Good," he growls and shoves my mouth down over his cock. The warm tip slips down the back of my throat, eased by the needy saliva pooled on my tongue. A soft gag wakes me up and charges my energy. I don't need him to make me move, I'm horny for his cum.
"That's it," he snarls, thrusting upward and taking away my control. His dominance pulls a moan from the back of my throat and I grin when his cock jumps on my tongue.
Squeezing my eyes shut, I find the thick vein that Vivie loves so much, then drag my tongue along it as I bob up and down. Saliva drips from my mouth, and I can imagine the way it cools on his balls and tickles his taint. Sucking harder at the thought, I hollow my cheeks and rumble out a moan.
"Fuck, your mouth is perfect," Jarek grunts, petting my hair and letting me do the work. "Shit. I'm gonna come, Beta."
Lavender explodes around us as he roars, and I fucking preen at the knowledge that I brought his calming aura back to the surface. Cock twitching on my tongue, it hardens to steel right before I'm forced to either swallow or choke. It wouldn't be the first time I snort cum through my nose, but I'm determined to swallow his seed and bring him the pleasure he needs.
I clean him up, enjoying his murmurs of praise and appreciation. With a parting kiss to his sensitive tip, I tuck him back into his jeans and look him in the eye. "Thank you for fighting so hard, Alpha," I whisper, emotion evident in my quietness.
Jarek's eyes redden and a shaky breath stutters from his chest. I place my hand over his heart and lean in for a kiss. Before my mouth meets his, Jay murmurs, "I love you."
"I love you, Jay."
I may have thought Kade's idea was selfish at first, but the connection I'm feeling between the three of us now can only be beneficial in the upcoming battle.
We're ready, Vivian.
Thirty-Four
Vivian
Things are getting intense. Obviously it has already been but I'm worried about Riot. He's barely hanging on and each decision he makes seems to weigh on him heavily.
He snuck me some bread again, and I ate it immediately while he was groaning about how hungry he was. I can only imagine how much he eats on a daily basis.
He's starting to look worse for wear, which can only mean I lookterrible. Riot hasn't been tossed around his cell nor has anyone laid a hand on him since the first day.
Those bruises around his blue eyes are due to exhaustion while mine are mostly from the assholes who visit me. Riot has taken to staying awake as much as possible so he can keep an eye on me. I've freaked him out a few more times when I’ve sunk into the bonds.
The energy from my pack has leveled out to a reasonable thrum of determination and worry. Before, I was seriously worried about their sanity but being able to siphon their anxiety is a skill I'm grateful for. I just wish I could do the same for Riot.
