Page 42 of Where There's Smoke
“Taking a while to get used to the idea of being an omega around a bunch of alphas who want to knot you?” I supplied, thinking it was better to go with blunt than beat around the bush.
Melody’s eyes flared, but she nodded. “I’ve only ever been around betas, so this is all so new and confusing. I haven’t really dated anyone, either. Setups and blind dates, yes. But nothing long-term or with someone who wasn’t another beta, let alonean entire pack.”
“How can we make this less confusing?” I asked, moving closer and kneeling on the floor in front of her.
She chewed on her lip for a moment. “Well… Fitz sort of declared that we were dating after he and I well… you know.” She blushed as she danced around the topic.
“When he knotted you?” I said, making her red cheeks flush even darker.
“But do you guys want to… you know?” She looked between Fitz and me.
Her question was so absurd, I almost laughed at it. “I’m sorry, are you asking us if we want to dateorif we want to knot you right now?”
The pink covering Melody’s face was everywhere now, moving from her cheeks and nose to her neck and disappearing beneath the wide, cowl-neck collar of her sweater. That melony scent of hers was everywhere, too, thick and potent and making the tip of my cock drip with need. She was still so bashful, her eyebrows at her hairline, but she blinked several times and then looked up at both of us again, a small smile lifting the corners of her mouth.
“Yes?” She chuckled nervously. “I mean, I guess I am curious about why you’d even want to date me and how that would work. But…I’ve also been thinking about both of you, about…takingyour knots. Since yesterday, it’s been like Ineedto. Does that make any sense?”
Fitz was beaming, and I knew I was too. Elliot may have been resistant, but Fitz and I had wanted to do this since we’d met Melody. And knowing that she was just presenting as an omega made all the little bumps in the road and confusion that much more understandable. She had no idea what all of this was supposed to be like, and she was probably going to go into heat soon.
There was no way in hell I was letting anyone outside of Pack Wilder help Melody through that.
“It makes sense. You’re only now presenting as an omega. There are going to be so many changes, things you weren’t prepared for or taught about.” I reached up and cupped her cheek, meeting her beautiful blue eyes. “I think I can speak for both Fitz and myself when I say that we would very much like to be with you. And if you’d like to try taking two knots, well, goddamn, sugar, all you ever needed to do was ask, and we’ll happily volunteer.”
Melody was still shaking a bit beneath my fingers, but she quickly sucked in a breath, glancing at the floor and then back up, and leaned forward, draping her arms around my shoulders. “Kiss me.”
Oh,hellyes.
I leaned forward, brushing my lips over hers. I wasn’t a stranger to sex, despite not being very much of a people person, but damn, it had been a while. Kissing Melody went straight through me like a shot of adrenaline. Everything buzzed from the contact, and I shifted up onto my knees, so that I could press myself against her. She moaned against my lips, and I heard movement subtly taking place behind her. Pulling back just a bit, I pinpointed Fitz getting into position behind Melody, sweepingher long hair over her shoulder so that he could nuzzle into her neck.
The idea of bonding her flashed through my mind like a lightning bolt. I shook it away, knowing it was too soon, but seeing Fitz’s mouth on her neck like that gave me too many ideas, fantasies that I’d have to be damn patient about if I didn’t want to scare her away.
Melody’s eyes rolled closed as she dropped her head back, enjoying the feeling of Fitz kissing her, no doubt. I wanted in on that action, so I pushed farther between her legs, reaching for the bottom of her sweater so that I could get the thing off her.
“Lift your arms, sugar.” She did as I asked, raising them, and I followed along with the shirt, tossing the thick mound of fuzzy fabric to the side. “Goddamn, you’re gorgeous.”
I admired the delicate fabric of the bra she wore, the sheer lace doing little to hide the perky beads of her nipples. Working my lips down her neck to her collarbone and then chest, I palmed one of her sweet breasts, cupping it easily in one hand.
“Oh, Samson,” she mumbled, and I looked up at her with a grin as Fitz reached for the clasp of her bra. He worked quickly, undoing the hooks so that I could finally get a taste of our girl. Melody made a whimpering sound as the air hit her skin, and I covered her nipple with my mouth, circling my tongue around the base.
“Stand up for me, firecracker.” Fitz helped guide Melody to standing, his fingers dancing down her sides until they hit the waistband of her leggings, and he pushed them down. “That’s it.”
When he couldn’t reach anymore, I reluctantly released Melody’s breast, only to happily get her leggings and panties far away from her perfect, slender body. She was such a slight thing, fit with subtle curves. Slick was already gleaming between her thighs, and my inner alpha growled, demanding I claim her.
“Lie back, sugar.” I smoothed my hands down Melody’s stomach, getting her to lie down, Fitz moving to the side as he shucked his clothes. “I’m going to take such good care of you. Warm you up for my knot.”
With her splayed out like a feast, I sank between Melody’s legs and licked up her seam, relishing the taste of her slick on my tongue. I devoured her, stopping occasionally to check her expression, making sure I was doing what she liked. Then Fitz was kneeling next to her head, stroking his cock as he lined it up with her lips.
“Open for me, firecracker?” He smiled down at her when she looked up at him with lust-lidded eyes, her breathing already ragged. “I need to feel you.”
Nodding quickly, Melody gripped Fitz’s shaft. “Yes. I want to taste you so bad.” She looked down at me, desperation in her eyes. “Please don’t stop. I need more. I need your knot.”
Grinning like a fool, I got back to work, pleasing Melody with my tongue until her fingers dug into my scalp and she rolled her hips up and down, right on the edge. The slurping sounds of her sucking Fitz off were so wonderfully dirty, and my knot throbbed, aching to be inside our sweet omega.
“Ugh!” Melody adjusted, and I glanced up just as she looked down at me. “That! Don’t stop!”
Hurrying to get back to work, I did as instructed, hooking my fingers up into her G-spot as I sucked on Melody’s clit. In only a few seconds, she exploded, and the taste of her slick was sweet and potent on my tongue. I worked her through the aftershocks, until she tumbled backward and took Fitz’s cock in her mouth again.
“Now you’re warmed up, sugar.” I smiled, maneuvering to the edge of the bed and lining up my throbbing erection with her seam. I glided my tip through her soaked folds, making her legs tremble.
