“Jesus, baby,” he rumbles. “That’s it. Tell the good coach to shut the fuck up until we’re finished.”
Miles chuckles, leaning against the wall to watch as he drinks his water. I guess voyeurism is his thing now.
“Fine, tabling for now, until you fuck and knot her,” Miles replies. “Happy?”
“Getting there.”
“Levon, Alpha, argh,” I chant as he begins to push his knot inside of me.
“Easy,” Santo reminds Levon.
“It feels good,” I whine.
“Attagirl,” Levon praises. “Are you going to take my fat knot, Little Omega?”
My chest heaves as the breeze cools my skin. I’m both warm and cold since only half my body is covered, but it works well.
I desperately want to ask if I’ll get a bite if I’m very good, but I can’t seem to form words as Levon’s knot stretches me. My hair is loose and flies around as the clouds begin to move in. We’re going to have a storm soon.
Holding me tightly as I take his knot, Levon cages me with his body as his hips begin to roll in a way that makes it impossible to think of anything else. His piercing at the base of his knot is rubbing my clit in a way that makes me scream as I come, and I hear him curse that he’s not going to last.
“Mmm, I knew you’d ruin me,” he whispers in my ear as he fills my cunt up with his cum. I wail as his words make me orgasm again, my heels now digging into his ass.
“Please don’t drop Caelia over the edge of the railing,” Miles mutters. At my giggle, he shakes his head. “Step away from the railing with our omega, Levon.”
“I can’t move,” he whimpers. “It feels too good.”
Santo rolls his eyes and grabs an wrought iron chair to move underneath Levon.
“You’re such a spoiled boy,” he says, pulling up Levon’s pants that were pooled at his feet. He makes certain to spank Levon’s ass first before fixing them. Levon hisses as his hips jut forward, and I mewl as his knot slides just a little deeper inside of me.
Since Levon is still buried in my cunt Santo’s plan isn’t perfect, but it does save Levon’s ass from getting cold as he eases into the chair with me in his lap.
Sighing, I wrap my arms around his neck and lay my head on his chest as he snuggles me.
“Happy now?” he chuckles.
“Mmhmm,” I mumble.
“You’re so cute,” Miles says, grabbing a chair as well. Soon, Santo is next to me, and I’m in a cocoon of perfection. “So, about Marilyn?”
Ah fuck. “Yes,” I drawl as his cheeks pinken.
“I pretended to be Marilyn when you got that message on social media,” he confesses. “That’s not to say that she isn’t completely a busybody, but I used that to my advantage. I needed to see you.”
Okay that’s sweet.“Does she know about all of this?” I ask.
“Not yet,” he sighs. “I’ve managed to dodge her as much as possible. The woman makes me insane.”
“I’m taken, I’m not going on any dates with anyone else,” Levon says, his hands rubbing my back underneath my hoodie.
My growl surprises me as I think about that, and Levon kisses my temple as he grins.
“I like this possessive side of you,” he says.
The sky opens up at his words and rain pelts the world. Thankfully, the balcony is covered and it doesn’t bother us, unlike someone across the street, who begins to run to get inside.
“Too late for all that,” Levon calls out, amused.
