Page 48 of Packed Up In Vegas

I rearranged myself, lifting her knees and settling between her thighs. Diego inched over to give me enough room to brace my forearms on either side of Callie. When she tipped her head up for a kiss, I met her in the middle, relieved when only quiet satisfaction simmered in the bond. Her fingers curled at the back of my neck and her hips rocked, urging me to get a move on.

It only took one shift for me to line up with her dripping core, and I about died and went to heaven at the squeeze of her cunt as her muscles eased to allow me entrance. She moaned against my mouth, her fingers trembling and getting a good grip on my hair.

“Fuck, you feel so good,” I breathed.

Callie whined, pulling me close so she could tuck her face against my throat, her panting punctuating each thrust into her. It took only a couple of seconds for the glide to be smooth, her body ready and willing to handle me. I fucked in hard just for the pleasure of the strangled sound she made in my ear.

Diego moaned. “Fuck, she grabbed on so tight when you did that.”

I rode her slowly until she got impatient, her heels pressing into my ass cheeks in a demand for more. That was what I had been waiting for, for her to crave a firmer touch. I picked up my pace, driving in hard and fast, setting both her and Diego off as she reacted to me and he reacted to her. I glanced down, seeing Callie’s hand work over him at the same pace my hips drove into her.

My world narrowed down to the contents of this nest, to Callie writhing beneath me, every delicious whine begging me without words to give her as much as she could handle. My own pleasure at having her, and hers at being taken, ricocheted through the bond. She clung so sweetly to me. I had never dared imagine how good it would feel to take a bondmate to bed, to be able to read them perfectly so I could give them the best possible experience. I knew every angle to work, how and when to tease, both from the reactions of her body but also from the bursts of surprised delight that struck me when I found something new.

“Fuck, Kai, I?—”

Her pussy locked down with a rush of slick.

Hearing her say my name like that scratched an itch deep in my brain. I had made my omega happy. I had done my job as her alpha to give her pleasure and unravel her in her nest.

“Almost there, little dove. Do you want my knot?”

“Yes,” she gasped out.

Diego was rapidly coming undone alongside our omega, his hand clenched around hers, his hips fucking himself through their combined grip.

A few more thrusts, and the tension that had been slowly building at the base of my spine released. I plunged into Callie’s cunt, my knot swelling and setting off the cascade of a full-body orgasm in her. Every bit of her twitched, hips rocking helplessly against me, panting cries filling the room as her sweet pussy adapted to the pressure.

She was shaking like a leaf in my arms, but no distress was coming down the bond. Diego cursed next to us, finally spilling over their fists, cum splattering against Callie’s side.

“Dead,” she whispered when the twitches finally calmed down. “I think I died.”

“You definitely didn’t.” I coaxed her into a luxurious kiss before a plaintive sound out of Diego had me pulling back so he could kiss her himself.

“Feels like it,” she said softly when he settled back and she melted against the blankets. She wiggled her hips and hissed. “It feels bigger than during the heat.”

“I assure you it’s the same size. Your body is just in a different state during a heat. Everything loosens up a little more during it so you can take all the alpha dick you want.”

Callie giggled and I felt the ripples of it all the way down her body. She turned to Diego. “Was that okay?”

He hummed happily. “I got to come with my omega’s hands on me. It was more than okay.”

“Good.” Callie pulled me closer, letting out a bone-deep sigh, tugging until my full weight was compressing her into the nest.

She felt so small like this. I’d have worried I was crushing her if not for her purr vibrating against my chest and the smooth satisfaction I felt from the bond. I tucked away this knowledge for later. If my omega enjoyed being squished, I would at least make sure the others knew. They didn’t have the same advantage I did with the bond telling me what Callie couldn’t express with words, and I wanted her to be comfortable with all of them.

I could already see that she was with Diego, but her interactions with Amir and Miles since we had come home were too infrequent for me to judge. We came as a package deal, or at least I had always thought so. I wanted Callie to know them and come to love everyone in the pack, but if she didn’t… I didn’t want to think about what would happen if she never liked them.

I had heard of packs cleaved apart because the omega picked favorites and rejected certain members. If I could prevent that from happening, I would. I could encourage her to spend time with them, and while I was pretty certain Miles would be down for that, it was hard to tell where Amir sat with things right now. I couldn’t hold things together on my own, but Diego being in the nest with us right now gave me hope it would all work out.

“You look so happy to be smushed.” Diego gave her a soft smile, tracing his knuckles over her cheek.

“It feels so good,” she said, her voice breathy and quiet. “Kind of like it squeezes out all my anxiety so there’s no room for any of it.”

“I would offer to help with the squeezing,” Diego said, “but Kai isn’t going anywhere with his knot in you, and I think if I climbed on top you would lose the ability to breathe entirely.”

“Unfortunately.” Callie sighed and I lifted myself up just enough so she could get a full inhale before melting back down. “Stay, though. If you want to.”

“Of course I want to, precious. There’s not another spot on the planet I would rather be than right here with you.”

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