Page 81 of Bound By Pain
Like when Sage showed up on my doorstep a few weeks ago. Getting to know her, however briefly, was incredible. Her presence proved just how ingrained family dynamics are for my mate.
Something I hope to replicate in the future with our own family.
We chat for a while. Alternating between asking questions and sharing childhood stories. Eventually, Orion and Creed make their way into the room, sprawling on the bed around us. They are careful not to crowd into the camera’s view, not readyfor another inquisition after spending time with my parents earlier.
“It’s getting late,” Ridley says suddenly, cutting off everyone who was talking. “We’ll call again soon. Maybe one at a time, though, so Bea isn’t as overwhelmed.”
They laugh it off, shouting their goodbyes and telling us to visit them in Ohio soon. I make a note to look at everyone’s schedules. A little vacation wouldn’t be a bad idea.
After my heat is over, of course.
“Thanks, sunshine, for talking with them.” Ridley peppers kisses all over my face, shifting until I’m below him. His grin is contagious, pulling my lips into a bright smile. “They’ve been begging me for months to introduce you, and after Sage’s visit, I was worried they might all show up if I didn’t cave.”
“Your family seems lovely. I’m glad I got to meet them.”
“Stop hogging our Omega,” Creed grumbles, grabbing my calf and pulling me across the bed. I giggle, enjoying their playful banter as they argue over me.
“This is nice, isn’t it? A bed big enough for all of us to fit on. No one has to sleep with their knees bent in here.”
“It is a lovely bed,” Orion agrees, “but we should sleep in your nest for a few nights. Having our scents in there will help the closer you get to your heat.”
Creed doesn’t wait for my response; he just lifts me against his broad chest and carries me through the bathroom to the nest door. “May we enter your nest, Omega?”
“You may,” I respond primly, wiggling from his grasp to rearrange everything before they settle inside.
Earlier, after dinner, each of my mates brought me a pile of their clothes to add between the blankets and pillows. Tucking them into place soothes the raw edge of instincts. The part that demands we smother the room and my body in their scents.
Staying on my knees, I turn to face my mates. I meet each of their eyes as I pull Shiloh’s shirt over my head and toss it aside, leaving me bare before them.
“Fates, you look like heaven, sunshine,” Ridley whispers, quickly kicking his shorts off and diving for me. He tackles me onto the cushions, lips slamming to mine. Our teeth clack, but neither of us stops. Need consumes any thought that dares to enter our minds.
“Be careful,” Orion chastises, sliding beside us. One hand palms my tit, the other turns my face from Ridley’s so he, too, can devour me.
“Shit, dude, is your junk tattooed?”
CHAPTER 34
I should not be noticinganother man’s dick when my Omega is naked and ready for the taking, but holy shit! Orion tattooed his dick? There is no way I would suffer through that level of pain. Even thinking about a needle touching my cock makes me cringe.
“Yeah, he does,” Bea purrs, pulling away from his lips to kiss down his chest, headed toward his very hard, very colorful cock. When she takes him into her mouth, we all groan.
Fuck, maybe Ishouldget my dick tattooed if that’s how much she loves his ink.
“You ready for somethin’ new, sunshine?” Ridley palms her ass, spreading her cheeks wide. His thumb rubs over her asshole, and she tenses. Her body slowly relaxes as he plays with her, not yet pushing inside.
Knee-walking to the edge of the nest, I pull up a false wood panel to access the drawers Shiloh stocked with items we may need for her heat. The toys stay inside, better suited for another day, but I grab a bottle of lube.
If Ridley is going to take her ass, I’m going to enjoy preparing her. Nudging him out of the way, I lean down and lick the slick from her thighs and pussy. I’m ravenous. Devouring her like I’ll die if I don’t have the taste of her on my tongue.
Flavored lube enhances the experience. The artificial tropical flavor heightens the citrusy notes.
One thick finger works inside of her, stretching her as I edge her with my tongue. Each time I circle her clit, avoiding the rigid pleasure bud, she groans in protest. Orion’s hand in her hair stops her from voicing her protest, forcing her to take what we give her.
Pushing another finger into her ass, I fuck her pussy with my tongue. Pleasure burns. My cock so hard it aches. I slip my hand into my shorts and tug. A few shallow jerks just to take the edge off.
Groans turn to moans, her walls fluttering as she teeters on the edge of release. Adding a third finger, I give her what she wants and suck her clit between my lips. Her body locks, head popping off Orion’s dick as she screams.
“Fuck me already,” she demands, wiggling her ass in the air as she swallows Orion again.
