Page 8 of Wild Child


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“Why? We’ve never signed up before. None of us wanted to. What’s changed?” I ask, raising a brow at him. Not even in our first year here did we bother signing up for the program. We knew we weren’t the most desirable option for an omega who’s looking for a pack or even one to just help them through their heat.

The other alphas make sure to remind us of that, mocking us every chance they get, and no omega has ever really shown interest in us as a pack. Sure, separately, we’ve had omegas and betas flirt, and Aubrey has had a few alphas try to get in her pants. But it’s all or nothing with us; we’re a package deal.

“I met someone. An omega.” He lets out a deep breath, running his long slender fingers through his fluffy hair.

My brows furrow. “How? You were supposed to be going to the beach to get some shells for an art project and somehow you ended up meeting an omega? It was a simple there and back mission, Nash,” I laugh because only he would head out on a quick thirty-minute errand and run into an omega who has him all tied up in knots.

He takes a step toward me as he tells his story. “I was on my way back when I saw a car on the side of the road. There was a girl standing next to it, so I pulled up behind her to see if she needed any help with her flat. Lo and behold, she’s an omega. The sexiest one I’ve ever seen. Her name is Willow. She’s a tiny little thing like Aubrey but with deep brown hair, the lightest blue eyes, and her lips were pouty and dusty pink. Her scent…. fuck, her scent had my cock feeling like it was about to burst. It was so hard. Strawberry cheesecake, and I’d put money on it that her slick would be just as delicious.”

“And she’s coming here to Calling Wood?” I worry my bottom lip between my teeth as he gets close enough that our chests are touching. I don’t miss the bulge in his pants from just telling me about this omega he’s met.

“She is.” His lip curls into a side smirk. “I changed her tire like a knight in shining armour.” He lets out that deep chuckle of his that always gets me going. “And was the perfect gentleman. She was very interested in whether I had a pack, and if our pack had an omega. Well, after she made sure I wasn’t a murderer,” he chuckles again, shaking his head. “She’d be a handful with Aubrey, I could tell that already.”

“And how do you know she’ll sign up for the omega program?” I murmur before Nash’s full lips press to mine. His tongue pushes into my mouth and gently caresses mine.

“You know Dean Benson pushes all the new omegas to sign up. It helps quicken the pack-finding process and decreases the chances of any mishaps during heats. Plus, she’s the one who asked me if we were apart of the program,” he whispers against my lips.

That’s when the smell hits me. The strongest scent of fresh strawberries, vanilla, and sugar; strawberry cheesecake just like he said. A groan leaves me as I inhale the sweet scent of this strange omega.

“Told you, Ledger. I think she could be our omega. The only way to find out is to join the program.”

“Okay,” I tell him, nodding my head, my voice is almost a whine.

“Is my alpha feeling needy? Does he need me to remind him that he’s an alpha and alphas don’t whine?” Nash growls, nipping at my lips.

“Please,” I beg.

“Go to my room. I’ll be there in a minute. Let me get changed,” he tells me before grabbing a handful of my ashy blond hair and kissing me roughly.

As soon as he releases me, I turn tail and move to his room like my ass is on fire. Once I'm in his room, I sit on the bed, waiting for him to change which I know means he’s sliding into his nightwear: black sweatpants. This is why I fit in with Aubrey and Nash. I look like the stereotypical alpha with my shaggy blond hair, brown eyes, and muscles. Hell, I even played football in high school. But I'm not an alpha in the bedroom. I like to be told what to do, to please my partners in any way I can. Their pleasure is my undoing. I like it when Nash and Aubrey dominate me, and I know my omega would have to be the same. I’m not in the lifestyle by any means, I just like to be bossed around and used for pleasure.

As soon as word got out, the guys on the football team cut me out of their social circle and I became an outcast. It followed me here. I’m a misfit, a piece that doesn’t belong in most people’s alpha puzzle. It’s why we’ve never joined the program or tried harder to find an omega. So while the scent of this Willow has me hard as a rock and Nash thinks she might be a good fit, I still have worries she’ll break us. Not to mention, we have no idea how she’ll feel about another woman in the pack, even if she is a beta.

Aubrey is our girlfriend, and no omega will replace her or shove her out of the picture. She’s our beta, and we’re a pack. So anyone wanting to join Pack Monroe has to be on board with being with Aubrey themselves, or at the very least, okay with sharing her alphas.

I don’t have to wait long before he comes striding into the room. As I expected, he’s just in his black sweats, and I can see the outline of his long, thick shaft that is still erect. The door closes softly behind him, and he dims the lights. “It’s time to remind you that you’re an alpha, Ledger, and alphas don’t whine, do they?”

“No, Sir,” I whisper.

“Stand up,” he rasps. Like the good alpha that I am, I hurry to my feet. “Take your pants off, I want to see that thick alpha knot.” Slowly, I push my slacks down my thighs and muscular legs until they pool around my ankles.

“Good. Now sit on the edge of the bed and let me take care of you.” I eagerly do as I’m told and sit on the bed, a slight gasp leaving me at the feel of the cold sheets on my bare ass cheeks. Nash wastes no time in closing the gap between us and kneels at my feet, between my thighs.

With one hand, he grabs my dick and holds it straight. Painstakingly slow, he runs his tongue from my base up to my mushroom head before circling it with his tongue and sliding me between his lips. He takes my cock until I feel my tip hit the back of his throat and my knot bumps his nose.

“Fuck. Nash.” My head falls back as I close my eyes, reveling in the feel of his soft, warm lips wrapped around my cock. He continues to bob up and down my cock, gagging every time he takes me deep in his throat. God, I love this man.

He pulls off my dick with a pop before grabbing it once more and smacking my tip on his tongue, all while looking into my eyes. “You like that, Alpha? You like when I suck your thick cock?”

“Yes,” I cry as he places an open mouth kiss on my knot. “I need you, Nash.”

“Not yet, Alpha. First, you need to return the favor, don’t you think?” I look down at him and only nod because yes, I want that so bad. I know he won’t take it easy on me, and I need it, need him.

“Get on your knees, Ledger,” he commands, my name coming out as a growl. He stands up so he’s towering over me.

I fall from the bed to my knees and look up at him through my thick blond lashes. “Take my cock out.” Tenderly, I grab his pants, pulling them down his legs until they’re around his ankles, and he steps out of them. “Earn the right to cum, Alpha.”

Not giving it a second thought, I grasp his cock in one hand, running my thumb over the barbells through his shaft. He has the prettiest, pierced cock. Sliding his cock between my lips, I hollow my cheeks and suck him into my mouth, taking him as far as I can.

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