Page 60 of Bound By Pain
I let him mull over my suggestion while I dig through his fridge, finding the pre-made dinners his housekeeper prepares for him each week. I throw two in his oven and set out plates.Living here with the others will be both chaotic and fun. I can’t wait to watch my fellow packmates integrate themselves into Shiloh’s life. He’s going to lose his mind.
Walking into Bea’s apartment a few hours later, I feel a weird sense of peace settle into my bones. This might not be our forever home, but it feels close enough with her here.
“Orion!” The sound of my name falling from her lips, so joyous and full of love, has my heart pounding against my ribs. I lean over the back of the couch and press a soft kiss to her lips, reveling in the tiny groan that escapes her when I pull away.
“Hello, butterfly. Did you have a good evening?”
“Mhmm. Though neither of these two can cook nearly as good as you do.” A small pout pushes her bottom lip out, bringing a grin to my face.
“I’ll make you dinner tomorrow, promise. For now, I need a shower.”
Midnight blue eyes flicker with heat as she looks up at me. “Want some company?”
Darting my tongue across my lips, I offer her my hand. “Always.”
Her other mates playfully protest when she stands up, but there is no real complaint in their voices. Her ass sways as she walks toward the bathroom, entrancing us all. Fates, we are lucky fucking Alphas.
Bea is already stripping Ridley’s shirt from her body when I step in behind her, reaching over to start the shower so the water will heat. Every tantalizing inch of her golden-bronze skin that gets exposed drives my need to a fevered pitch. My ozone scentfloods the room, settling on my shoulders and bringing me to my knees behind my mate.
I skim my palms up the back of her thighs and over her hips, teeth nipping at her delectable ass. “Orion,” she groans, hand finding my hair and tugging at the strands. The small bite of delicious pain has pre-cum leaking from my cock in thick drops.
“Lean forward,” I urge her, placing one hand on her back to guide her upper body to rest against the cold shower door. Her breath catches, the sound turning to a moan when I bury my face in her pussy. Sweet, honeyed pineapple coats my tongue, making me ravenous for more.
I lick up every drop of slick that has slid down her thighs before slipping my tongue into her entrance and fucking her with it. One finger circles her clit, teasing her as I feast.
“More,” Bea demands, grinding back against my face.
I hear the bathroom door click open before Ridley’s lime scent mingles with mine. “Such a beautiful sight,” he groans, stepping in to join us. His clothes hit the floor, and he’s at our side, hand tangling in Bea’s curls as he claims her mouth.
“Look at you, letting your Alpha eat his fill of your sweet little pussy. You need more, don’t you, baby? Need Orion’s knot to stretch you?”
“Yes!” Bea groans, head falling back as I pinch her clit, rapidly flicking my fingers over the sensitive nub. Her walls start to quiver around me, her body trembling as I bring her closer to release.
Fingers brush against mine, coating themselves in her slick before they disappear. When Bea jumps, then groans, I peek up to watch Ridley circle her back entrance, his tongue still tangled with hers. “You gonna be a good Omega and take both of your mates?”
Fucking Fates! My cock jerks, throbbing as I picture the scene he’s creating for her. Each filthy word from his mouth hasher squeezing tighter around my tongue until a scream echoes through the room as she douses me in her release.
“Fuck, yes, Omega,” Ridley growls, sucking his mark on her throat and making her jerk with a smaller, secondary release.
“Come on, butterfly,” I grunt, dragging her into the shower with me. It’s too small for all three of us to fit comfortably, so I pull Bea into my arms. Her legs wrap around my waist, pussy grinding against my length. The sharp pleasure that her warmth brings has my knees shaking.
Ridley steadies us both when he plasters himself against her back. His hands grip her thighs, holding her up so I angle my tip to her entrance. Inch by agonizing inch, I slide inside her. “Fates, you feel so fucking good.”
Bea’s lips tease my throat, nipping and sucking as she kisses her way up to my jaw. I pull out slowly, savoring the clench of her walls as they try to pull me back in, then I slam forward. Panting moans fill the air as I take her, only slowing when Ridley’s cock joins mine.
Fuck. I thought he was going to take her ass, but as he positions his tip alongside my cock, I realize he has something else in mind. Our mate’s head falls back to rest against his shoulder, her nails digging into my back as he works himself inside of her.
“So full,” she whimpers, brows pinched and chest heaving.
I pull out until just my tip rests inside of her, pushing back in when Ridley withdraws. We slowly find a steady rhythm, picking up speed until Bea shatters around us, her walls clenching so tight my release barrels down my spine and I spill deep inside of her.
Bea’s lips smash to mine, kissing me with a feverish need as Ridley lifts her off my softening cock and pounds into her several more times. Her body tenses, jaw slack, when he slips his knot inside of her, locking them together.
“Holy Fates,” she chokes after she’s caught her breath. “That was amazing.”
“Hell yeah, it was, sunshine. Your pussy feels like fucking heaven.” Ridley grins over her shoulder, head tipping the rack of soaps and shampoos on the wall.
We’re quiet as I wash her body, covering every inch I can with his knot still locked inside her. Contented sighs fall from her lips as I massage the stress of the day from her body, leaving her limp and sleepy by the time Ridley’s cock slips from her center.
