“I was ready five minutes ago if you’d stopped fucking around,” I growl. I know I’m being harsh, but I’m thrown off by the nerves that shake me as I position myself over her.
Kane murmurs to her as I press my cockhead against her pussy. He strokes her hair, her face, her shoulders, but now she only looks at me.
Knotting is another step toward forming a real pack. Knotting her here means more to me than I can say. I haven’t knotted anyone since my ex-wife, and I endured the strain of my ruts with toys and heat services. But I can’t bear the idea of doing it with another omega when my ex-wife had hurt me so badly, and knotting is one way she fucked with my head.
But this is Ollie; this is my omega. And Kane watches me, kissing her breasts as she writhes under us, waiting for her alphas to act.
I move upright as I grip my cock, pressing against her.
“Timber!” she gasps, reaching for me, and I thread my fingers through hers as I push as carefully as I can.
“You can do it, Ollie. You know you can take me. You’re doing so well.” It’s killing me to go so slowly, but I can’t risk it.
At the last word, she jerks, and I slip halfway inside, fear exploding through me as she yells out, her whole body spasming.
“Ollie!” I gasp. “Are you okay?”
There’s one second where I think I’ve hurt her, until she groans and arches her back.
“Stop hesitating and get that dick in me,” Ollie growls as she wraps her legs around me and kicks my ass with her heels.
I teeter, falling forward, surging into her right to the base, and she screams as her wet heat surrounds me.
“Ollie! Are you hurt? I—”
“Move, Timber! Holy shit. You need to fucking move!”
With another stab of fear, I suddenly realize she’s laughing.
“What’s wrong?” I ask as I lean over her. Kane still clutches her, but he nuzzles my shoulder like a needy omega as I desperately search her face to see if I’ve messed it all up.
“It’s the first time the car has matched the cock.” She chuckles, though I can’t make the connection. “But you seriously need to move, or my pussy’s gonna hand in its registration letter.”
Kane snorts, and I instantly relax as he kisses us both before I draw back.
I thrust again, trying to go slowly, but her calves have me in a pincer hold, and she keeps urging me closer.
My confidence grows after the third thrust, and by the sixth, I realize that her look of shock is pleasure, and that she’s losing herself in me.
I keep testing it, thrusting harder, seeing how far I can go, and she takes it all, making everything more intense and sweet. My pleasure builds, blurring my mind as everything becomes for her.
Watching her crying out for me over and over again is so addictive that I forget about coming because all I want to see is her love, and I want to return it properly.
If I tell her I love her now, what will happen?
The last time I said it, it was so rushed and painful that I was sure it was lost under my anger. She might not even remember because I said it too fast, and I never expected to tell her like that either. But what will she do if I tell her now?
What would happen if she comes out of heat and none of it was real? What if I bite her, and ten years later, we find out we can’t stand each other? How can I live with myself if she decides she doesn’t wantme,and it really was about my cock? And what if—
“Stop getting distracted,” she growls as she grabs my neck, dragging me away from my thoughts and pulling me into another kiss. Maple syrup floods my mouth, and I know this is as true as it can ever be.
Even with the doubts from my past swirling through my mind, I still want her. If it doesn’t work out in the future, what I have now with Ollie and Kane is real, and I can treasure that—for them.
As I slide my hips forward and slowly push my cock into her, I hold her close, pressing my lips against her ear.
“I love you,” I whisper, and the world dissolves as we fall again.
Kane
