“This is just the first, omega,” I said roughly into her ear. “I will not knot you until later, so you had better not ask. Do you understand?”
She nodded, her lips sucking on my neck and her teeth kneading the sensitive skin there like she could create her own bond mark if she tried hard enough.
“Good,” I said and jerked her down hard onto my cock.
Chapter Twenty Seven
“More,” I begged weakly as Maverick eked another orgasm out of my already shuddering body.
I had lost count in the haze of my heat, but that didn’t matter. My body wanted more and my alpha was supposed to give it to me.
“I have no more to give, Len,” he groaned. “I’ve knotted you this time, remember?”
I glanced down to where our bodies were connected, wiggling my hips and shuddering when I realized the ring of his knot was indeed locked inside of me.
“More,” I pleaded, my skin feeling like it was still on fire.
I wasn’t sure how long we’d been in my nest. I knew we’d gone from his lap, to all four with him behind me, then to face to face, but I was sure there was more in between where my memory faded into the blaze of my heat.
Maverick’s fingers snuck down in between us, his thumb rubbing circles on my sensitive clit as he soothed me toward another orgasm, my toes curling as I came around his knot and he jerked along with me, spilling more seed deep inside.
Maverick looked up at me a few moments later, his honey brown eyes looking exhausted. “You still want more, don’t you?”
I nodded pitifully.
He scrubbed a hand over his face. “Now I understand why they say packs are best for omegas. You’re about to run my cock bloody, Len.”
Reaching over to his pants that were woven into my nest, he pulled his phone out of his pocket and texted someone.
Then he threw the phone and snuggled me close, his vanilla bourbon scent doing little to calm the raging fire inside of me.
A few minutes later the door opened and I heard Zeke’s voice echo throughout the room.
“Help is on the way, dear!” he called as the curtains were pushed aside and Zeke stood carrying a tray of food and wearing a maniacal grin that faltered as soon as he caught a whiff of our combined scents inside of the nest. “Whew, holy shit. That’s a straight shot of sex to the veins. Please excuse my instant hard on, you guys.”
“Can I also excuse the cringeyMrs. Doubtfirereference as well?” Maverick grumbled as he sat up, pulling me with him as his knot seemed to finally deflate enough for us to separate.
“That’s an American classic, you ingrate,” Zeke sniffed as he chucked a water bottle at Maverick’s head and the alpha caught it easily.
He turned to me, his eyes taking in my probably flushed appearance. “How you feeling, honey?”
I looked him up and down wordlessly.
He’d changed into a pair of gray sweatpants that were doing little to hide the erection that our scents had caused and a white t-shirt that clung to his trim frame.
My head tilted as the need rose up in my stomach again and my insides began to twist and burn. “Hungry.”
Zeke smiled and held up his tray. “Well, that’s good because I’ve got charcuterie.”
“That’s not the kind of hungry she’s talking about, man,” Maverick said with a snort before he turned to me, holding out the water bottle. “But you should at least drink some water.”
I shook my head.
“That wasn’t a request, omega.”
Maverick uncapped the water and chugged some before tilting my chin and pressing his lips to mine.
I protested at first, my inner omega urging me to fight against the alpha, knowing whatever punishment he would give would be delicious, but then the cool water hit my throat and the relief it brought was worth the surrender.
