“Ours,” Pierce murmurs, laying down next to them, tracing patterns down her arms.
“Mmmm.” Nia is groggy in her response.
Luther knows she may fall asleep fornow, but it will only be a short time until she is awake and begging for another knot. He just hopes Pierce and Wren are up to the task.
twenty-two
Pierce
“Alpha?!”
Pierce shoots up from his sleep, looking around groggily. They had managed to feed and bathe Xenia and had just settled back to rest while Luther went out to check on the cows, specifically Ruth.
Xenia is tucked in next to him, and it is clear she is burning up. That another wave has hit her and woken her from her sleep.
“I’m here.” Pierce wraps her in his arms from behind. His skin is fully bare and much cooler than hers. “Do you want me to get Luther?”
“Don’t go anywhere.” She rocks backwards, against his cock. “I want to taste you.” Xenia is turning now, sitting up. “Ineedyour knot,” she whines.
Pierce can see Wren sitting against the door, his eyes following her movements.
Neither expect her to crawl to him, but that is what she does.
“May I taste you, Alpha?” Xenia looks up at Wren while on her hands and knees.
Her pretty pink cunt is on full display, and Pierce’s cock jerks up a bit at the sight.
It is nearly hilarious the shock that whitens Wren’s face, but then he swallows loudly. “Whatever you wish.” He shifts out of his pants, his rigid cock popping free.
Xenia wriggles her ass in the air, and then she pounces forward landing on Wren’s lap.
This time, Pierce can’t help the chuckle that vibrates from him.
“Your knot, Alpha!” Xenia bites back at him.
She’s cute when she’s being bossy.
He doesn’t argue, even if he is a bit concerned to not have Luther as a chaperone. He had heard all sorts of horror stories about alphas going into ruts and hurting omegas.
I won’t do that.
“Yes, Omega.” He knees his way across the cushions to the edge of the nest. He bends forward gathering her slick and placing his fingers in his mouth. He hums his approval as his brain registers the mélange of tart and sweetness, with a sharp edge to them.
And then she opens her mouth, taking Wren in. Pierce watches as his pack mate nearly loses himself to the sensation. Sees as his hands dig into the ground below so as to control himself.
Pierce rubs small circles on her clit as he lines up. He tests if she’s ready, pressing just the tip into her tight cunt.
He is not accustomed to how she stretches, as if she were made specifically for him. It is only howsoaking wetshe is from her slick that allows him inside at all.
It iseverything.
Sheinvadeshim.
A virus he never wants to be cured of. A siren he will gladly drown in the ocean for.
He hasneverbeen with an omega and that fact is made clear now—she isbiologicallymade for him. She is his literal kryptonite.
His pace on her clit increases and then he thrusts all the way into her. Only his knot blocking him to fully sheathe himself. He hasneverknotted anyone. He cannot even fathom where that will take him. But he gains as much control as he can. Offering her hard long thrusts as she sucks Wren down. Her hand goes up to wrap around Wren’s knot and the alpha growls his pleasure.
