Page 82 of Bound By Pain
“Whatever you wish for,” Ridley promises, grinning as he lifts her body far enough for me to slide beneath her at an angle. He kneels between my thighs and presses into her slowly, drizzling more lube on his length as he goes. “Fuck, your ass feels amazing. Almost as mind-blowing as your pussy. Or your mouth. There isn’t any part of you that doesn’t feel like heaven, sunshine.”
He thrusts against her. Several powerful strokes, then he stills. I line myself up, letting her slick drip down my length before I notch myself at her entrance. The vice grip of her pussy turns strangling with Ridley in her ass. Holy Fates, this is a tight fit.
My knot bumps against her clit, hips tilting to grind down on me when I bottom out. Our rhythm is choppy at first, a discordant beat that settles into a sultry melody.
“That’s it, kitten,” I growl, losing all sense of myself as I pound into her. “Come for your Alphas. Break our fucking cocks off.”
“Dude,” Ridley groans, “your dirty talk needs work.”
I smirk when Bea locks around us, screaming around Orion’s length as she comes undone. My body moves on instinct, pulling her down onto my knot. Pulse after pulse of my cum flood her molten core. The pleasure bursts into a supernova when I feel Ridley’s knot swell in her ass, pressing against mine. Bea writhes between us, mindless from the endlessly drawn-out orgasm.
“Fates, butterfly,” Orion curses, pulling out of her mouth and wrapping a fist around his length. I watch as his cum sprays her cheek and neck, choking back a laugh when he rubs it into her skin.
Possessive urges can be gross sometimes. Nobody wants to sleep with crusty cum on their face.
We’re a pile of panting, sweat-soaked bodies when our knots finally deflate. Wetness floods from Bea’s worn-out pussy, soaking my groin and the blanket beneath me.
“Ugh, I need another shower,” she whines. Laughing, I sweep her into my arms and shuffle out of the nest. Orion and Ridley flop onto their backs, still catching their breath, so I leave them to clean up our mess and focus on taking care of my Omega.
“Don’t worry, kitten, I’ll get you cleaned up.”
Bea snorts, head falling against my shoulder as she looks up at me. “You’ll just dirty me again when we get back into the nest.”
“Probably.” I grin, pressing the fancy control panel to heat her shower. “But aftercare is the best part.”
It’s Friday evening, two days after the chaotic dinner with Bea’s parents and the day before we all officially move into the penthouse. Even with all five of us helping, alongside whatever friends and family we could rally, I know tomorrow is going to be stressful for my Omega.
Bea has spent the entire week mumbling complaints about packing, unpacking, messed up scents, and everything in between. Her impending heat is making her moody, and a big change like moving isn’t helping her maintain emotional balance.
What she needs is a stress-free, sexy night out.
Exactly what I have planned for us.
Knocking the door to the bunk room open, I spy Lex lying on his back in a spare cot. Why this asshole isn’t taking advantage of his room at Shiloh’s, I can’t say. Wouldn’t be me, though. Sleeping here is like spending the night camping without a sleeping bag. It quickly fucks your back up.
“Get dressed,” I tell him, plopping a dress shirt and jeans onto his face. “We’re taking our girl out.”
I hear his huff of annoyance on my way out the door, but I don’t look back. He’s been putting in the effort to fix things with Bea, so I know he will not pass up an opportunity to spend time with her.
Twenty minutes later, we’re on the highway headed into Starburgh to pick our mate up from work. I already grabbed her a stunning little dress to throw on, with a pair of fuck-me heels to match.
I might break someone’s nose later for staring too long, but it will be worth it to grind against her curvy little body and tease her bare skin.
“So, what’s the plan?” Lex asks as we crawl through city traffic.
“Dinner and dancing at Fairytale. Orion’s suggestion, since they’ve apparently met up there in the past.”
He scowls, but nods. Sure, a packed club is a security nightmare. It’s not like she’ll ever be alone. Neither of us will let her out of our sight tonight. We never do.
Surprise colors Bea’s cheeks a faint peachy pink when we meet her in the lobby of Soulbound’s building. Shiloh is at her side and greets us both with a nod. I already filled the rest of our makeshift pack in on our plans. The only one unaware is the gorgeous woman stalking toward me.
“Hello, kitten.”
“Alphas.” She glances at Lex, letting him know she sees him, too. “What are you doing here?”
I hum, brushing my lips along her jaw and across her lips. “It’s a surprise.”
She laughs, reaching up to wrap her arms around my neck and pull me down to kiss her properly. I take my time, savoring the taste of her lips and the softness of her body melting against mine. The rest of the world ceases to exist when I have my Fate-matched mate in my arms.
