I shrug, eyes still on the scene. "It’s been a while, but it’s not new for those two to get tangled up."
I might not crave cock myself, but I know something erotic when I see it. And this? This is something worth watching.
Shade locks eyes with our Omega and thrusts his hips, fucking Blaze's mouth in a way that makes it obvious he's enjoying the audience. The vein in his neck bulges and he tips his head back on a long moan, his jaw dropping, showing off his tongue ring.
One last, deep thrust, and Shade groans while Blaze's throat works to swallow his come. He holds him there, making sure he takes every drop, before dragging Blaze to his feet and pulling him into a filthy, wet kiss.
“Woah,” Halley breathes.
Shade breaks the kiss and slides his nose against Blaze's, their lips shining with spit barely brushing as he says, "Next time, you listen when I tell you to keep your mouth shut."
Blaze smiles, goofy and come-drunk. “I think you like my mouth open a whole lot more.”
Shade's lips curve into a smile and he chuckles. "Yeah, troublemaker, I do."
The two soldiers turn and find us watching them.
"Did you like seeing what a good boy Blaze can be?" Shade asks with a smirk.
Halley's pheromones explode through the tent, stronger than before.
I groan and slap my hand over my eyes.
"You fuckers. We just got her perfume under control!"
Shade runs his eyes up and down Halley's body, stopping at her bare pussy, still glistening with her juices.
"Oh no. How terrible. What ever shall we do?" He licks his lips and a wicked grin slides over his face.
Chapter Forty-Four
Knox
I can’t stop thinking about how hot, wet, and willing she felt around my fingers.
She mewled and moaned for me, desperate for my touch. Slick poured over my fingers, and when I tasted her, it was better than any victory on the battlefield.
I am a fucking idiot for not taking her sooner.
Why did I deny myself, and my Pack, the right to claim every inch of that pliant body for so long?
Before Halley, sex was nothing more than a passing curiosity. I have always appreciated the female form from a distance. They are beautiful, but fragile. To touch them meant accepting softness and letting them too close to my body, my mind, and my control.
Tenderness has never been compatible with the life I lead. I am a Prime Alpha. My place is at the front, leading soldiers into war. Attachment was a risk. A distraction. And if there is one thing I excel at more than anything, it is self-control.
Besides, my hand was enough to satisfy my needs.
Occasionally, when the heat of battle still pumped through my veins, I'd allow an eager male Beta soldier to suck me off. I even allowed Blaze to get his mouth on me once or twice when he pushed his luck far enough.
Then she appeared. Omega Halley Sparks.
One look into those violet eyes and something in me caught fire. A single defiant set of her jaw and my blood surged, heat knifing straight to my cock. I have never experienced such constant, blinding arousal.
My virginity became a mark of weakness. Another reason I was unworthy to be her mate. Untested and untried. I didn’t know how I’d behave during the act, and a good Prime Alpha will never go into battle without all of the information and skills required for success.
I have always known my inner Alpha is more animal than most. The need for dominance is never far from the surface, and when it comes to Halley, it prowls closer than ever.
The things I want to do with her are nothing like the sweet way Viper handles her, or the careful way Shade measures every touch, or even the teasing games Blaze plays.
