His nod is curt. His jaw tightens as I approach, but at least he doesn't growl. Keeping my gaze averted, I pass him an open bottle.
As he swallows, his knot slips free, letting slick and cum flow down Dellie's leg and pool next to her knee. She whines at the loss, ignoring the drink bottle in front of her face.
Allen winces when she turns towards him, her face twisting in pain.
"Do you need another knot, Omega?" His words are clipped.
She whimpers frantically, her eyes shifting from side to side.
"We will always make sure you get what you need." It's almost a growl, but the warmth in his eyes is back. I feel something unclench in my chest.
He looks at me, nostrils flaring, and stiffly nods. I return the gesture, and crawl over to Dellie. I pat him on the shoulder as I wrap my arm around her, and lean towards his ear.
"Why don't you help your beta clean up?" I murmur. He nods rigidly, wraps an arm around Ralph, and guides him to the bathroom.
"Not until you finish at least half the bottle, Omega."
Ihategrowling at any omega, especially not one in heat. But growling at Dellie is even more heartbreaking. She's tugging at my erection as I turn my lower half away from her, a desperately hungry expression on her face. I hold out the bottle to her, trying to keep my face looking serious, trying to ignore the throbbing in my cock and the baying of my alpha. But, while Allen and Ralph are cleaning up, it's up to me to make sure she's looked after properly.
She huffs, snatches the bottle away, and sips hurriedly.
"Good girl," I purr, wrapping my arms around her from behind. She melts into my embrace, spilled drink dripping down her chin. My purr thrums against the top of her head.
"Swallow it all down, Omega. Then you can have something else down your throat," Seb murmurs quietly.
I stroke her hair as she gulps down the last of the bottle. She seems okay. Maybe it will be okay if I let go of being the responsible one for a moment. "She's such a good girl, isn't she, Zeke?"
Zeke nods. "The best," he mumbles against Seb's shoulder.
Dellie shivers with pleasure. I stroke her chin. "Good girls get rewarded. Does my Omega still need a knot?"
She nods frantically, desire flooding her face. I drink in the sight of her. Basil and freesias wrap around us.
She twists around to face me, wrapping her arms around my neck, pulling me down into a kiss that steals the air from my lungs and floods my blood with fire. She tugs us both down to the mattress until she's on her back and I'm on my knees, hovering over her.
I steer us away from the damp patch, and stroke her face, pushing her hair away from her eyes. She flinches as my fingers catch in a tangle. I'll have to figure out how to get her to brush it after this—but I'll worry about that later.
She's wrapping her thighs around my hips, and drops one hand from my neck to guide my cock towards her cunt. Her slick iseverywhere. My breath shakes as she pulls me closer to her, my cock notched against her entrance, tugging me inside her.
I let out a soft groan as her legs push my cock into her lush, warm depths. Her eyes close, her head drops back, a blissful expression over her face as her hips writhe under me.
It's almost like she's trying to swallow me whole. And I can think of nothing I want more. She's panting with bliss, biting her lip. I rest my forehead gently on hers, as I let myself sink deeper into her.
I don't think I've ever felt like this before.Ever.
She cries out sharply, her cunt quivering around my cock. Her eyes snap open as my knot slips inside her. I cum with a grunt as her hand tangles in the back of my hair and pulls my head up.
Her gaze is fierce as she stares into my eyes.
"Mine." It's quiet. But, apart from the first time Ralph said it to me, I can't think of anything I've ever wanted to hear more.
"Yes," I breathe.
Her teeth sink into the spot above my collarbone where my neck meets my chest. Pleasure and longing and nervousness and lust and something that feels awfully close to love, flood into me as her tongue nurses the wound.
My alpha positivelyexplodes, roaring out from inside me.
"Mine." It comes out almost as a snarl. I fist her hair, and tug her head back. Her eyes glint with lust and delight. I sink my teeth into the spot that will mirror mine, and feel a sudden surge of happiness—whether from her or from Ralph, I'm not sure—as the bond snaps into place. I push all the joy and lust and love and pleasure I can muster towards both of them, as she shatters again on my cock.
