Ropes of cum fill his ass to the point of it overflowing if it wasn’t for my knot acting as a butt plug. I can’t breathe as it continues, and I black out for a moment before finding myself wrapped tightly around Beckham’s body. He’s holding Jamie and I tightly, tears streaming down his cheeks as he feels the full force of our bonds.
“Are you okay?” Alaric asks, coming closer to hug the three of us.
Jamie makes a sound of distress because Alaric won’t let him pull off Beckham's cock, and I can’t help but chuckle. These are moments I fucking live for.
“Sorry Jamie. Death by cock isn’t in the cards for you today.” Alaric chuckles, moving back so Jamie can lift his head.
His smile is happy and his chin is covered in cum, which is his favorite way to be as he rests his head on Beckham’s stomach.
“I’m in awe of how perfect this all feels,” Beckham confesses sniffing. “It’s so silly to cry when I just came harder than I ever have.”
“Big emotions are released in sex,” I say easily, kissing over my mark.
Beckham whimpers because it’s sensitive, and I can’t help my smile.
“Thank you for such a perfect heat,” he whispers.
“We’ll always take care of you,” Jamie says.
“Ugh, all I can think about all of a sudden is the fact that we fell off the edge of the world the last few days,” Beckham says.
“They’ll survive,” Alaric says with a shrug, laying back on a pillow. “Once Tatum’s knot releases you two, we’ll all shower and head to your dad’s house before he sends out men to find you. Even though he’s been out of town, he’ll notice your absence.”
“He will,” Beckham says. “You’ll come with me? I need to tell him about Ralph.”
His voice is small and worried.
“You’ll never have to do anything by yourself again,” I promise him. “We’ll be with you.”
Beckham nods, relaxing against me, and I hold onto our slice of heaven for a little longer.
CHAPTER 20
BECKHAM
“Are you sure he’s not here?” I ask nervously, my hand rubbing at my new mate marks on the side of my neck. A shiver runs down my spine and I have to move my hand away before my body starts to react.
The last thing I need right now is to have this wildly vulnerable conversation with my dad with a raging hard-on.
“Our men have eyes on him,” Tatum promises, rubbing his hands up and down my arms, doing his best to soothe me. “After you shot the fucker, he tucked his tail between his legs and has been hiding out in a rundown motel a few towns over.”
Licking my lips, I nod, trying to take a few deep breaths to settle down.
After my heat broke, the guys convinced me to talk to my dad and come clean about my past and everything Ralph has done.
He should know what his second in command has been doing, and I know I should have told him a long time ago, but I was a scared young man back then who believed his father would take the word of his most trusted man over me.
I believed the bullshit Ralph told me. But not anymore.
My dad loves me, he’s already shown me how open he is to understanding my wants and needs by not making me join the family business and continuing my career teaching.
“You got this, babe,” Jamie says, grabbing the back of my head and kissing me roughly. I’m taken by surprise but quickly melt into his touch, sad when the kiss is over too soon. “Now, get that sexy ass in there.” He spins me around and slaps my ass.
I shoot him a glaring look over my shoulder, he grins back, gives me an air kiss and a wink.
“We’re out here if you need us,” Alaric says.
Nodding, I knock on my dad’s office door.
