Page 108 of Packed Up In Vegas

The strange confluence of hormones during a heat meant I was more likely to come, but also to stay hard despite that, and my hips stuttered embarrassingly quickly as I gave in to the warm clutch of her body. I didn’t want to knot her quite yet and I held it back as much as I could, riding her through another rise.

“Flip her,” I ordered.

I pulled out in one sharp motion, and the other three tossed Callie so she was face down, her squeal of surprise drawing a smile out of me before I pulled up her hips and slid straight back in. A couple more thrusts while watching the ripple of her ass from the impact of our hips and I spilled inside her again, burying as deep as I could get before my knot swelled inside her.

Callie sobbed out her release. The rhythmic pulsing of her coaxed every drop of cum out of me, the combined pressure of her slick and my cum trapped inside her enough to make my eyes roll back.

“Sweet fuck, precious.” I groaned, gripping two overflowing handfuls of her ass cheeks. “That grip is going to wreck me.”

Amir carefully coaxed her up from where her face was buried in the blankets and claimed her mouth for his own. I settled back into a kneeling position, letting Callie’s spread thighs rest on mine. She moaned into Amir’s mouth and Kai worked her clit, sending both of us tumbling off the sharp edge we had been staring over the precipice of.

The surge of pleasure shattered my last connection to reality and I wrenched Callie back, sinking my teeth into the curve of her shoulder until I tasted copper and candied apple sweetness on my tongue. Callie came again while I was half-blind from the pleasure. Her frantic hands grabbed my wrist and brought it up to her mouth, the bond snapping into place as she broke the skin.

A flood of delirium, affection, and delight washed over me. The others scattered as my brain melted out my ears; the only thing in the world that mattered was the omega in my arms. I growled, frustrated that she was already on my knot and I couldn’t fuck her straight onto another one. It was a slippery-ass slope into a mindless rut, and one I couldn’t help but fall down when Callie was already lost to her own heat.

My knot was too thick to pull out, but Callie rocked anyway, helplessly seeking a fresh release. I rearranged us, curling over the top of her body, my fingers dipping to stroke her clit, my teeth still fastened on her shoulder.

I didn’t want to let her go, not for a second.

Callie came with a muffled cry, her tongue lapping over the bite she’d left on my wrist. I kept teasing her, and by the time I slowly emerged back into reality, she was a limp, sobbing mess beneath me who could’ve come a hundred times for all I knew.

A firm hand on my shoulder dragged my attention to Kai. His smile was soft as he sat down next to us.

“It’s time to give her a break.”

I growled, holding her possessively to me.

“I know.” His voice was soothing, like he knew exactly how to speak to let me gain footholds in proper consciousness again. “You can keep her, but it’s been hours and we’re going to take a break, okay?”

Kai pressed a soft kiss to my temple before carefully unlacing my fingers from Callie and helping her sit up as she slid off my knot. We were only apart for a few seconds. Kai let me collect her again and Callie wrapped weak limbs around my neck and waist.

“Dinner will be here soon and the audience swap will happen while we eat. Bring your omega.”

I complied, carrying Callie after Kai, the stage lights darkening behind us. He guided us to the vague approximation of a nest behind the stage, where I curled up around my omega. Amir and Miles lounged nearby.

With each bite of food Kai forced past my lips, the rut receded. Callie drifted in and out of wakefulness, Amir keeping a careful eye on her to make sure she swallowed each bite before falling asleep again.

“That rut was worse than Kai’s,” Amir commented. “Feeling okay?”

Truthfully, I felt fucking amazing. The hormones kept any bit of pain at bay. I probably could’ve broken my leg out there and I wouldn’t have known the difference.

“Probably?” I answered.

Amir laughed and passed me a bottle of water. “The audience definitely got their money’s worth.”

Good. I looked over the bond mark I’d put on Callie’s throat. We’d all gotten what we wanted.

After a brief rest, we went back out to a fresh audience. I couldn’t let go of Callie, but luckily she also couldn’t let go of me. Amir helped balance her, and when I slid back into her cunt, I felt the ricocheting pleasure of my own body and hers coming through the bond. It nearly sent me over the edge right then and there.

“Holy fuck.”

“Intense, right?” Kai grinned. “It’s kind of wild, fucking a bondmate.”

I nodded frantically, trying to breathe through all the sensations.

Amir chuckled. “Let’s put your mouth to good use while Diego takes care of you, princess.”

Callie devoured his lips before slowly slipping down his body with a whine to suck his cock. The flow of her body as I fucked her was perfect for this position, allowing her to do nothing more than take the motion and glide between the two of us.

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