Page 63 of The Omega Lesson

I still pause, worried about the distance between us. “We can wait. I don’t want you to miss out.”

“As long as you let me join in, I’m golden.” It takes me a moment to realise what he’s saying, but then Ben is stripping off his shirt, and golden is too simple for what he is. Just like Mattie, he exudes a vital warmth, as precious as the sun. But as he strips naked and waits for us to catch up, there’s something darker there, too, the raw heat of an alpha who’s been denied too long.

The rest of us lose our clothes in a flurry of caresses, and fast, needy kisses. There’s nothing that says we have to hurry except for the fire burning under our skin. The bonding ceremony and all the formalities will come later, but this is what we’re built for; to rut, and bite, and bond, until our souls are twined together as one.

Even in our haste, I take the time to run my hands all over Jackson’s body. He’s long and lean, with tight, rippling muscles and the smoothest skin I’ve ever touched. I remember seeing him in my office and thinking he moved like warm treacle; that there was something about him that made it hard to look away. And as I worship his body with my hands, I feel it again. That looking into his eyes is like seeing a part of me I never understood.

Omegas are designed to be cherished, and Jack deserves it more than most. I do my best to show him that, licking and stroking and sucking until he’s making low, whimpering sounds, every kiss ending on a gasp. And I know he’s as surprised to find himself here as I am, after years of being forced to deny his nature. He’s wanted. Needed.Mine.

“Help me make this good for you, Jack,” I whisper as I kneel beside him. “Tell me what you like.”

He makes a helpless whining sound, rolling onto his side until his body is pressed hard to mine. I can see the pool of slick behind him, his skin so warm and flushed it makes my head spin.

“See how slippery you’re making him, alpha?” Ben growls, and I drag my gaze up to the screen. He’s propped against the headboard, his straining erection clenched in his hand. But it’s the look in his eyes that makes my pussy clench. “One day soon you’ll ride that wet cock while I take that dripping arse. Together, we’ll show him who he belongs to, and he’ll never doubt how much we need him.”

My fingers clench on Jack’s shoulders as I picture it, and he writhes against me, another gush of slick perfuming the air. “Just take me, alpha,” he begs. “Make me yours.”

Through my heat, no one made better use of my omega nature than Ben. And I see that same raw hunger projected back at me through the screen. It speaks to my deepest urges to take and own and protect. “He wants you to claim him, alpha,” he tells me, stroking harder. “Bite him and bond him.”

I nod and roll Jack onto his back, making sure Ben can still see us both. I slide over his slim hips until I’m straddling him, my aching core pressed against his tight balls. His erection is so hard it’s riding his abs, the tip leaking with more slick. I roll my pussy across his shaft, watching more gush onto his stomach. My mouth waters, and my teeth start to throb. The beast in me is rising and I want to lick him and suck him and bite him.

I want toconsumehim, and then come back again for seconds.

But Jack isn’t a passive partner in this claiming. He’s touching me everywhere he can reach, and then his cock is notching my folds and he’s bucking his hips hard enough to spear me. I plant my hands on his chest, holding him down. He stares up at me with wild, black eyes as I roll him between my folds, playing with his tip. “So eager for me, omega. You ready to take my lock? To take my bite?”

He shudders under my hands, but rises up as much as he can, his neck arched in offering. “Please. Please. Please.”

I can’t deny him this, or probably anything at all, if I’m honest. So, before he can collapse back on the bed, I slide down on his cock, taking him deep. I don’t know if it’s the switch, or the omega in us, but something about Jack always feels so right. Like when I’m taking him in my body, I’m really fitting us back together.

Soulmates,a little voice whispers, and I shiver in pleasure.

And I hold that thought close as I take him in my lock. There’s no need to think about it, or to coax unwilling flesh. I want to hold him tight with every part of me, and take everything he’s willing to give.

Which gushes out of him in a hot wave, my lock milking him for all its worth.

“So good! More! Harder! Pull everything from me, alpha!”

Jack has risen all the way up, our chests plastered together and my legs slipping around his back as he pumps into me. He undulates like water, every thrust of his cock sending waves of pleasure down my spine. I can feel my rut shimmering around me, urging me to ride him harder, to hold him down and drain him dry. But our mutual orgasm has already fused us together in every way, our chests and mouths mashed as tight as the cum flooding my lock.

And then I zero in on the perfect arch of his neck. And as much as my gums throb with the need to bite, to claim, it’s my heart that swells. “I love you, Jack.”

His eyes are wide with need, but already wet with bliss. “I love you, Lexi. Take me. Bond me!”

“Then I am yours, and you are mine.”

I cradle his head, stroking his cheek, but my bite is deep and hungry.

The essence of him – blood and meat and man – bursts in my mouth, and Jack opens for me like a dark flower. He gasps, his body shuddering against mine, and I see every inch of him as if I’ve found a map to his soul; the light, the dark, and every shade in between. I wish it was all bright and golden, but there are scars and dips, dark hollows and deep rifts. But I take note of every single one, vowing to fill those empty places with as much love as he can stand.

I lick the raw spot on his neck as Jack jolts with the energy boost. And then something rises on his horizon, as blindingly bright as a meteor. And my back arches, my lock giving one last, weak throb, as I get a glimpse of my future.

“Well done, bondmate,” Ben purrs, his presence in the bond washing over me in golden waves. I lift shattered eyes to where he is smiling on the screen. His chest gleams with sweat, heaving with every breath, and from the way his dick curls on his thigh, soft and spent, I know he has more than joined in. “Welcome to the pack, Lexi Novak. We’re honoured to have you.”

Mattie

And there go the waterworks again.

Not that there’s a dry eye in the room as Ben welcomes Lexi into the pack. It goes both ways, of course. They’re ours now, just as we belong to them. And I can tell from the look of wonder on Lexi’s face that she’s peering into Jack’s soul, and probably getting a glimpse at my brother’s, too. That’s how it works in a pack. Bonds that thread through each of us, opening us up, while also linking us together, deeper than bone, stronger than blood.

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