This is it.
The same moment, repeating itself. The one that broke him the first time. When she reached for him in that training room, all soft scent and trembling limbs, and he froze. Watched her cry out for comfort and didn’t move. Didn’t touch. Didn’t show her hecared.
It’s a different scenario, but achingly similar.
She’s still reaching, still asking, but this time he’s capable of answering. He’s ready. All he has to do is reach out and give her what she needs.
Knox’s eyes rise to meet mine, and they’re swimming with apprehension and fear, but it’s not paralyzing him anymore.
His hand trembles as it reaches for her, but the moment his fingers brush between her thighs, instinct takes over. He doesn’t think, just acts.
He pushes a finger into her.
Halley jerks in my arms with a startled cry. “Ah!”
Shade’s voice snaps across the tent. “Knox.”
Knox freezes.
“Fuck, man. Give the girl a chance to warm up,” he warns firmly, but it’s laced with soft understanding. The last thing we want to do is scare him off.
Knox’s eyes go wide, still glowing red with instinct, his whole body locked in place. “Shit… shit, I didn’t mean to—”
I rub my cheek against Halley’s, reassuring her that I’m still here. She’s safe. Her Pack is here and we’ll take care of her.
Knox’s hand is still between her legs, but it’s no longer moving. His chest is heaving harder than if he’d just sprinted through a firefight.
I get it. It’s her perfume, it’s driving his instincts wild and he’s already battling his control.
'Calm down. Breathe through your mouth so her scent doesn't mess with your head. She's fine. She likes it. Keep going, just a bit slower.'I coach him directly through our connection.
He nods minutely, and presses back into her.
We watch as his digit disappears inside our Omega, and then pulls out with slick coating his hand. He works in and out of her at a slow pace.
Down our bond, I can feel trust and longing radiating from Halley.
“Keep going, Alpha,” she whispers, voice delicate and wrecked. “Oh… please…”
Her hips wiggle, trying to draw him deeper, to coax him into faster motion.
"Rut, she feels amazing," he says, his voice gruff. "So warm and wet."
Blaze grunts, and my head snaps towards him. He's leaning back, his eyes heavy-lidded, watching us as he palms his erection through his pants.
"Don't you dare undress," I warn. "We’re focusing on getting her off, nothing else."
"S’right, we can have an orgy later," he stalks closer to Halley, eyes locked on where Knox is penetrating her. “You have such a needy little pussy, don’t you Sparkles? Will you let me fuck it later?”
I feel her tense, and then relax, her head nodding, her cheeks flushed.
"Good girl."
Magic words. They never fail. The moment they’re uttered, her perfume thickens in the air, heady and sweet, curling through the tente.
“Come here, troublemaker,” Shade calls, voice affectionate but edged with command. He throws an arm around Blaze’s neck and drags him in tight, locking him into a casual headlock that’s anything but rough.
“You gonna behave for me?”
