We both cry out, pleasure smashing into me like a tidal wave as another piece of our bond snaps into place.
I growl in possessive satisfaction, releasing his throat to look down at his new mate mark.
Jamie makes a self satisfied sound as he swallows cum, and I decide that as soon as I can move, I’m going to have him bite me back.
Until then…
“Beckham, do you want Jamie’s cum to fill your belly?” I ask, licking the bite mark now proudly on his neck.
It’s going to be a long heat. I’m going to enjoy taking care of our omega and making him ours the way he was always meant to be.
JAMIE
“He’s finally sleeping.” I groan, flopping back into the pile of blankets. I’m not even sure how long we’ve been going at it. Everything has been a blur of cum, cocks, knots and slick.
Don’t get me wrong, I’m having the time of my life. Our pack has always had a healthy relationship with sex. Meaning we go at it like rabbits. But this, fuck I could get used to this. Maybenot all the time, because I think my dick might fall off after a while, but I’m already looking forward to Beckham’s next heat and we’re not even done with this one.
After Beckham told us what Ralph was really doing to him all those years ago, I wanted to find that piece of shit and slit his throat. We didn’t, we could see the fear Beckham had in his face. He was terrified we would leave him in his time of need and we couldn’t do that. We wouldn't dream of it. That mother fucker will be dealt with later.
Right now, our omega is our responsibility.
“How are you holding up?” Alaric asks, brushing my hair away from my forehead.
“Good.” I smile up at him as he kisses me. “So good.” I sigh contentedly.
“You don’t feel drained?” Alaric’s brows furrow.
“Nope.” I grin. “The energy drinks I’ve been downing help. Who knew the old man had the same stamina as someone our age?”
“He’s not that old.” Tatum chuckles. “Honestly, he doesn’t even look like he’s closing in on forty.”
“He’s so fucking sexy.” I look over at our sleeping omega. He’s fully naked, nothing covering him, his cock out, hard and dripping precum, but he’s getting some rest. We know it won’t last long. Beckham hasn’t slept more than two hours before needing to be fucked and knotted. That's okay, I’ve never been one who needed much sleep to begin with. Five hours tops a night and I’m good to go.
“We should get some sleep.” Alaric yawns.
“Yeah,” I murmur, closing my eyes and curling up into my omega’s side.
I’m not sure how long we’ve been sleeping before Beckham’s needy whining has me opening my eyes.
Sitting up, I squint to see his face scrunching in pain, brows furrowed together.
He’s still sleeping, but he’s pumping his cock, like the hardness is uncomfortable.
“Shhh.” I soothe him, leaning down to press a kiss to his forehead. “I got you baby.”
Moving down his body, I move his hand from his dick and wrap mine around it instead.
Beckham makes this needy, sexy moan as he arches his back, lifting his hips towards me as I stroke his cock in firm strokes.
My own cock fills, the sight of my sexy omega like this making me ready to go again.
The tip of his cock weeps with precum and my mouth waters. Leaning down, I wrap my lips around the head of his cock and suck.
Beckham moans again, the sounds picking up as I suck him down. I start to bob my head up and down, loving the way his cock feels on my tongue and down my throat.
I can tell he’s close by the way his body shifts under me, and his hands gripping at the sheets.
It doesn’t take long before he’s spilling down my throat with a soft whimper. I swallow every drop like a starved man until he gives me everything he has. It’s a lot, but I get it all.
