"I need you to come. I'm so sorry, Firefly, but this is too good." The pressure building in my groin and watching the way she bares her throat to me is going to make me lose it way faster than I wanted.
The only time I break eye contact is to watch her tits bounce. "Can I make you come if I suck on these pretty little nipples? That would make me happy, Omega," I add, wondering if I'll have sway over what her body can do for me if I tell her I want it to since our bond isn’t complete yet.
A low whine spills from her parted lips, drawing me in like a moth to a flame. A different idea sparks. Needing something alittle kinkier than this, I snap my hips forward, slam my knot all the way into her tight pussy, and grab her jaw.
Without much thought, only pure primal instinct to dirty my girl up, I lick a wet line across her cheek and pause only to tell her to stick her tongue out. She obeys without hesitation, allowing me to suck on it like I plan to do to our mates’ cocks soon. The scream that tears from her throat drowns out my groan as I spill my cum inside her cunt.
"Mmm, dirty girl," I groan and press my lips to hers. Our sloppy kiss slowly turns sweet and sleepy as we come down from our peaks.
"Love you, dirty Alpha," Vivian says with a ton of teasing sass.
Rolling, I take her with me since my knot is acting like it's here to stay. I rain a few slaps down on her toasty ass and smirk when she screeches with indignation. Her aura zips around in agitated movements before I close my eyes. "Love you too. Now sleep."
Her little huff doesn't hold the usual brattiness it does because in the next moment, a soft snore warms my chest.
With my omega sleeping on my knot, I don't think I could get much happier. Icanmake us safer though.
Twenty-Eight
Vivian
Tonight feels like the calm before a storm. My scent and presence in the bond have been muting more each hour as my psyche prepares for my heat. I've adamantly tried to knock it off and allow my body to do what itshould,but I've been hiding behind my fears for a long time.
The only saving grace is every time I'm turned on, my slick helps to heighten my scent. It's a call to my pack and I can definitely tell it's affecting their ability to control themselves.
For once I like how distracted they are by me…and I’m trying not to feel guilty about it.
Even sitting around the fire with blankets on our laps and innocent conversation flowing, there's an undercurrent of sexual tension. The stolen glances, lip bites, and discreet cock adjustments say it all.
I'm trying to be more accepting of my heats, but this one is hard. It's unfair and too soon after everything that has happened.
Of course I want to bond Riot with my whole heart, but I'm worried for him. We haven't had enough time to sit and chat like we're doing right now. I love how we've all been coming togetherand watching Riot's relationships grow with the guys, but is it too soon for him?
He was hellbent on avenging me. That couldn't have disappeared. Right? I have to trust him. Riot's an adult and can make his own decisions, but my fear of being a burden always has to bring me down.
"Did you play any sports in high school?" Kade asks Riot while running his fingers through my hair. Silas just finished telling a few football stories from university and high school, which seemed to surprise Riot.
Shaking his head, Riot leans back on the outdoor couch beside our beta. "No, I was more focused on graduating and getting the fuck out of there."
A wave of sadness grips me for the young man he was. To have nothing and nobody to care for him is unacceptable. Kade purrs quietly, picking up on my distress for our mate.
Riot's multicolored gaze snaps to mine and he smiles softly. "It's okay, Firefly. I managed just fine."
"You felt that?" Jarek asks, eyes wide in surprise. "How'd you know she was feeling sad?"
Riot frowns like he’s hesitating to answer, but I know he’s just thinking. As far as we all know, Riot is still working to drop his walls. The theory that I'll feel more settled once we fully bond is the same as Riot finally opening himself up to us completely. No more hiding, even if it's unintentional.
Riot lifts a leg and crosses it over his knee. Like it's second nature, he grabs Silas' hand and rests their clasped hands on his thigh. "Um, no. I more so saw the light dim in her aura, and it sagged a little."
"That's so cool," Jarek mutters. "If I focus really hard I can see the bonds, but my ability is more so the constant feelings broadcasted from everyone."
"How are you doing with that, Jay?" Kade interjects, worry for his mate driving him to sit forward. "Is there anything we can do? Maybe Riot can teach us how to block?—"
"No," Jarek interrupts adamantly. "No blocking. I love feeling you all on a deeper level. I just need to figure out how to quiet it down sometimes."
I clear my throat and push through the nerves that have kept me quiet most of the evening. "If you want, I can help."
All eyes narrow on me, but Kade is the one whose dominance flares the hardest. "No. I don't want you straining yourself, Vivian."
