“You need me, Princess?” he asks, his hands leaving his cock to stroke my ass, then my sides, helping me lift and move on Corbin again.
I nod. Words are slippery, but I manage, “More.”
He leans forward, mouth pressing to my back, licking and sucking as he moves down. “I read your boundaries list. Memorized it. It’s been my bedtime story,” he growls as his fingers trail along my thighs,gathering slick. His fingers come to the ring of my ass, and before pressing in, he runs his tongue along the tight muscles, preparing me. I hear him spit and feel the slow pressure of his fingers. Combined with the deep thrusts beneath me, heat curls upward, forming a tight knot.
His fingers press in and it feels incredible. Then Corbin leans forward, sucking one breast into his mouth while his hand takes the other. “Fuck, Winnie. You’re perfect for us. Ride my cock while Gage fucks that sweet ass with his fingers. Do you feel him, Sweetheart?”
“Yes. Daddy, fuck me harder,” I beg, and the look on Corbin’s face could level mountains. His eyes darken and he grips my hips, thrusting into me with force, hitting deep every time.
“Say it again,” he demands.
“Daddy, please fuck me!” I cry.
Gage groans behind me. “Take another finger and ride Daddy’s cock. Be a good girl for him, huh, Princess?”
That does it. The tight ball of energy inside me snaps as my body clenches around a hard cock and curling fingers. Corbin holds on for a moment longer before he comes, filling me. I glance back and see release coating Gage’s hand. He removes his fingers, then pushes some of it back inside me. The sight nearly sends me spiraling again, but my body is spent.
“That’s my good Sweetheart. You took that so well,” Corbin praises as I slump forward, resting my cheek against his chest. A blanket is draped over us. Gage starts to rise and I reach for him. He hesitates.
“Please don’t leave,” I ask. He glances at the door and my heart drops, but then he sits beside us. I rest my head on Corbin’s chest and turn my face toward Gage. He tucks loose curls behind my ear.
“I’m not leaving you, Princess,” he promises, and for a moment I see the alpha beneath the anger.
“Thank you,” I say. His eyes widen in surprise.
“Why are you thanking me when I just got to have the sweetest ass of my life?” he teases, grinning.
“It means a lot that you stayed,” I say quietly. His smile fades and his eyes soften.
We rest in silence. It's so comforting. Just as I settle in, accepting that this is where I might spend the next few hours, Corbin speaks.
“You need anything, Sweetheart?” he asks, his fingers stroking my hair.
Maybe it's the afterglow or the lingering heat, but I don't hide my feelings. “You two need to talk this out,” I mutter.
I almost take it back, but I’m too tired. I once read that heat spikes are as hard on an omega’s body as running a marathon. My eyelids feel heavy. I slip into sleep.
Corbin
My beautiful Sweetheart begins breathing deep and steady, and I know that she’s fast asleep. I look at Gage, but he’s studying her face with quiet intensity, his thumb brushing along her cheek.
His eyes drag to mine. “I’d do anything for her,” he confesses.
I sigh. “She has that effect. But I’m not talking to you about anything like this.” Because I’m still buried deep in her pussy. Gage tries to suppress a laugh but fails.
“Help me with her. Keep her comfortable.” Gage gets up and puts his boxers and shirt back on, then strides to the kitchen and gets a washcloth, adding hot water to it. He sits back down and helps me pass her off my lap. My cock slips from her center, and I have to bite back a groan. Gage settles her across his lap, gently wiping any mess away. She sighs and stirs a little, but goes right back to sleep.
Once my boxers and shirt are back on, I take her feet into my lap, and we just rest there for a while.
“Gage,” I start, and I expect him to tell me to shut up or that he doesn’t want to hear it, but he doesn’t. He doesn’t look at me either, just stares down at Winnie, his hand stroking through her hair.
“When I left, I genuinely thought the pack would break up. We’d lost Nick. I’d proven I couldn’t protect the pack, and he’d died for it. I had no idea you were trying to hold it together. I…” I pause, trying to gather my thoughts. Doing this post heat spike probably wasn’t the best plan. My brain feels a bit heat scattered. But Gage doesn’t interrupt, and I hope it’s because he’s listening.
“I need you to know that I’m so proud of what you did, and so grateful too.”
His eyes finally come up to meet mine, and it’s a blow to find them glassy.
“When Zeke bit her, I knew I’d failed,” he whispers hoarsely. All of Gage’s walls suddenly crumble under the touch of our beautiful mate, and I’m so glad I can finally be here to help him.
