Page 100 of These Bonds that Unite Us
An arm wraps around my waist, the scent of sunflowers wrapping me in a soothing embrace. Omen rests her chin on my shoulder, watching the two alphas as they dive into the pool. “Next time we should ‘forget’ to turn the heater on,” she jokes, sea green eyes sparkling with mischief.
“I knew we would get along,” Juniper laughs. “Kipp and I tried that with Bowie once. He’d gotten in late from a four daytrip to San Francisco, and Kipp was upset his alpha passed out in his own bed. So when Bowie went out to turn the heater on for his morning swim, we snuck back out and shut it off. The way he spluttered when he dove into frigid February water was hilarious!”
“You’ll have to share your tricks with me. I have to make these guys pay somehow, and a few fun pranks would be an entertaining way to go.” Omen sends a pulse of love down our bond as she talks, silently reassuring me she is only joking.
Not that it matters. If my omega mate wants to prank us, I’ll gladly help her. As long as she is smiling, what’s a few moments of embarrassment on our part.
“Oh! Yes!” Omen straightens, turning to wave to Juniper. “It was lovely talking to you for a moment, but I have a baby to snuggle!” I watch her dart across the patio and swoop Everett into her arms before Shepherd can take him back from Shelby.
“Omen,” he growls.
“Go woo my sister or something. It’s my turn to cuddle this little monster.” Omen pouts, angling the baby away from his adoptive father.
“Baby hog,” Shepherd grumbles, looking genuinely put out by her actions. Foster distracts him, whispering something in his ear that has him turning his attention to Hannah instead.
“Want to help me grab dessert?” Nebula grunts, startling me. I was distracted by Omen and Shepherd’s head butting and hadn’t heard my mate walk over. I agree, following him into the kitchen where he has an array of cupcakes and mini cheesecakes stored in the fridge.
His hand wraps around me, directing me to the pantry instead. My brows furrow as we step inside. “What do we-” The words freeze on my tongue as he cages me against the shelves. Midnight blue eyes trap me, the wild edge of his expression stirring my cock to life. “Alpha?”
“Seeing our omega with a baby in her arms does things to me,” he admits through gritted teeth.
Trailing my eyes down over his muscular chest, I see the strain of his bulge against his jeans. “Oh.”
“Are you going to be a good boy and help your Alpha out?”
Dropping to my knees, I let my actions answer his question. I’ll always be their good boy. Without them I would be lost, adrift in a life of loneliness, searching for the missing pieces of my soul.
The door snicks open as I’m pushing his jeans down his hips. Honeyed sunflower floods the space as Omen steps inside. “I gave up baby cuddles for this,” she teases as she drops to her knees beside me. “You’d better make it up to us later, Alpha.”
“Behave, and I’ll consider rewarding you after the party’s over.” Nebula strokes his hands through our hair, gripping the strands at the back of our heads and urging us forward. “Now suck my cock like good little mates.”
I meet Omen’s eyes beside me, and she smirks. Closing the distance between us, she presses her lips to mine. Slow, sensual swipes of her tongue tease me until the head of Nebula’s cock bumps against our cheeks. She guides my tongue out, tangling it with hers so we’re both lapping at the piercings in his tip.
Her fingers entwine with mine, her palm on the back of my hand as she trails them up the inside of our alpha’s thigh. He tenses, muscles flexing as we graze his skin.
“Fuck, yeah, like that,” Nebula groans when Omen wraps our hands around his knot and squeezes. Her tongue separates from mine, slowly working down his length. I follow the same path on the opposite side, not taking my eyes off her.
This is easily one of the hottest experiences of my life. She’s mesmerizing, worshiping our mate’s cock like he’s her favorite treat.
Nebula uses his grip on my hair to pull me back until I’m level with his length. He slowly pushes his way into my mouth,bobbing me up and down until my nose brushes our hands around his knot.
I’m pulled off of him, and he does the same to Omen. Her perfume bursts into the air when he slips into her throat, letting out a seductive, guttural moan.
We take turns slipping him into our mouths until he snaps. His hips start to jerk, fucking Omen’s throat to reach his release.
I use one hand to keep kneading his knot, but the other I slip beneath Omen’s dress. Fates, she’s fucking soaked. Dripping her desire onto the floor. She whimpers when my fingers brush over her folds, shifting to urge my attention higher.
“Good boy, Cal. Take care of our omega’s needy pussy while I fill her mouth with my cum.” Nebula’s praise has my dick twitching, and my heart filling. Being called his good boy has always been my weakness.
Slipping two fingers inside Omen’s core, I use my thumb to rub rapid circles around her clit. Each of my thrusts matches Nebula’s, only changing pace when she locks down around me. Her entire body shudders as she comes over my hand, her scream muffled by Nebula’s cock.
His grip on her hair tightens, the jerks of his hips turning punishing. He stills, only the head in her mouth. I can see each jump of his length as he orgasms. “Fuck,” he mumbles, slouching against the shelves when his knees start to shake.
Omen turns to me, pressing against my chest until the cabinet behind me digs into my back. Her thumb digs into my bottom lip, urging my mouth open. I let my lips part, tongue lolling out. My eyes nearly roll into the back of my head when she lets our alpha’s release drip into my mouth, her tongue sweeping in seconds later.
“Good fucking girl,” Nebula purrs. “Feeding our beta my cum.”
She giggles, accepting his hand to help her to her feet. “The jealousy and outrage Nexus is sending me right now.” Her head shakes, but she’s grinning widely.
