Page 21 of Yes Now Yes Forever

The shock of something cold running along the side of my neck had me gasping as I jerked away. It took a second for my brain to process what happened and to register I was gripping Pascal’s wrist. His fingers held a large ice cube he must have taken from his drink and used to snap me out of my spiral. Slowly, he moved the ice toward my neck. When I didn’t stop him, I felt the ice as it was massaged from below my ear down to my collarbone.

“I’ve been researching how best to help you when we notice a panic attack starting,” Pascal explained in a soft voice. “There was a whole article on the benefits of stimulating the vagus nerve, causing it to reduce your body’s response to anxiety.”

I shivered as I felt the cold water trickle down my chest and pool between my breasts. This trick’s effect on me was remarkable in how fast my body was calming down. Typically, it could take anywhere up to an hour or more for the effects of my anxiety to dissipate if I didn’t take any medication. However, Pascal’s slow, seductive touch was bringing out a different response from my body.

The next thing I knew, I’d straddled my Alpha, sucked his lower lip into my mouth, then moaned at his rich cedar and earthy sage scent. Pascal wrapped one arm around my hips, locking my lower half tight to his body while the other hand gripped the back of my neck. I whimpered when I couldn’t get the friction I wanted as I ground my pussy over his rock-hard cock. Pascal’s hand fisted in my hair and used his grip to break our kiss.

“Lyra,” Pascal rasped as he rested his forehead against mine. “I want to give in to my need for you, but I refuse to be used as an escape. Sex and intimacy have been used against me by my family since I presented as an Alpha. Everything in me is screaming for me to simply let out my lust on you because you’re my Omega. The last thing I want is for you to ever think your only value is taking my knot, just as I don’t want to be used as a distraction.”

Instantly, my body cooled at his words, horrified I might have been doing what he accused me of. For Omegas, sex wasn’t just about breeding, it was another way to feel loved and connected to their pack. I’d needed reassurance, and my instincts drove me to the one thing an Alpha would find hard to reject. Unable to look Pascal in the face, I hid in the crook of his neck as he hugged me close and purred.

“I’m so sorry,” I mumbled against his skin.

A hand stroked over my hair, and a kiss pressed to my head. “You’re forgiven, my darling. I’ll always forgive you. Instinct is a powerful thing, and if I’d been any other Alpha, I would have happily offered myself as a distraction. There is no doubt in my mind that as our relationship strengthens, these fears of mine will dissipate.”

With his acceptance of my apology, the knot of guilt in my stomach eased. I sat up, cupped his face, and kissed Pascal since I didn’t have words to describe how I felt about him. In my eyes he was perfect. I loved the depth of his emotions, how sharp his mind was, and the way he blushed when I told him how handsome he was. Pascal’s family better hope I never caught them disrespecting this man, or I’d have a thing or two to say about it.

I made sure I pulled back first, not wanting to push things too far. A soft moan reminded me we were not alone, and the others had been witness to my mistake. However, I was not prepared to find Fawn on Tanner’s lap, arms wrapped around his neck, legs spread, and rocking wildly on our Alpha’s cock, which was balls deep in Fawn’s ass. This wasn’t the first time since moving in I’d seen Fawn getting fucked randomly throughout the day. Not only was he an Omega, but due to his mother being a junkie while pregnant, it caused Fawn to be hypersexual.

Fearing I might not be able to control myself if I remained straddling Pascal, so I got up. I collected dishes off the table, needing something to do as I felt Fawn’s pleasure through our bond. I’d learned there was a way to temporarily close the door between us so as not to overwhelm the other person, which Fawn usually did for his spontaneous romps, except for this time. My guess why he hadn’t was because he assumed Pascal and I would be fucking, so why bother to hide it.

I’d made it to the kitchen and was about to put the dishes in the sink when Fawn orgasmed. The dishes crashed, and the sound against the stainless-steel sink echoed loudly, covering my moan. My death grip on the lip of the sink and my locked knees were the only thing keeping me upright. Hands ran down my back until they hooked the band of my leggings, which were yanked down to my knees. Hot breath caressed my ass as my Alpha knelt behind me and carefully helped me step out of my leggings.

I started to turn but was halted as he used both hands on my ass to pin me against the counter. Using his elbows, he shoved my legs wide enough to get his shoulders between them. The feel of teeth scraping over the sheer fabric of my thong had my legs shaking. Then with his nose, I felt my panties get shoved to the side, exposing my dripping pussy. A pleased growl was my only warning before my Alpha’s mouth was feasting on me.

“Oh fuck,” I screamed as I came instantly.

Experiencing Fawn’s orgasm had put me right on the edge, and all it had taken was a single flick of the tongue to have my body crumbling. Thanks to my Alpha’s forward-thinking, I didn’t crash to the floor. Instead, I was propped up by his shoulders. I glanced down and knew by the powder blue button-down, Eli was the man between my legs.

The taste of Lyra’s pussy was something I’d never get tired of.

I’d watched her as she tried to busy herself after things with Pascal hadn’t gone the way she planned. While neither of them were upset, I understood the vulnerable position Lyra was in right now as her body continued to force the need to be bonded. The second I heard the clatter of dishes, I shot out of my chair and hurried to my Omega. Lyra’s lily and earl gray scent was intoxicating since it was laced with her need.

Before I could think better of it, I peeled her out of her leggings and wedged myself between her legs. Like a man who was dying of thirst, I drank deeply of her lust as Lyra came the moment my tongue made contact with her clit. I felt her legs quake before giving out, but I’d been prepared for this moment. No matter how clouded my brain was with desire for this woman, I’d always put her safety first.

Lyra’s fingers delved into my hair and curled tightly into a fist. She used her new hold to rock her pussy against my face as sweet yet sexy whines escaped her parted lips. “Yes, just like that. Don’t stop. Oh God, please don’t stop.”

There was something satisfying about how primal this moment felt, as if Lyra had let go of her worries and was taking what she wanted from me. Pleased, I began to purr, and this caused Lyra to toss back her head and her spine to bow. I felt how close she was to coming again, so I helped her over the edge as I thrust my tongue as deep as I could into her soaked pussy. The sound of Lyra’s scream as her body shook in my grasp had me smiling. If done right, no Omega should be able to stand once their Alpha was done with them.

Carefully, I slipped out from her legs, sat cross-legged on the floor, and settled Lyra sideways in my lap so she could rest her head on my shoulder. We didn’t talk as I waited for her to catch her breath. However, she did let out a huff of laughter as I grabbed the kitchen towel to wipe off my face. I licked my lips and hummed, wanting her to know just how much I enjoyed her taste.

After a moment, she let out a contented sigh and nuzzled against my neck. “Thanks, I needed that more than I realized.”

Now, it was my turn to laugh as I stroked my hand along the outer part of her thigh. “Petal, trust me when I say you never have to thank me for making you come. I happen to enjoy it as much as you do.”

I could feel her lips lift in a smile against my skin. “I’ll keep that in mind.”

“Hey,” I started, urging her to sit up a little more so I could see her face. “Do you feel up to sharing what got you so lost in your head? Fawn was able to warn us you were heading toward the beginning of a panic attack, which is why Pascal intervened.”

Lyra dropped her gaze and next followed the telltale sign she was nervous as she tucked her hair behind an ear. “I…” she stopped to chew her lower lip as if unsure she wanted to tell me.

“Lyra, my sweet, perfect petal,” I soothed, cupping her cheek as I kissed her forehead. “There is nothing you could say to me that we can’t fix or find a way to navigate around.”

“You say that, but she’s your sister,” Lyra challenged, shocking me enough to jerk back and blink at her.

“Bailey-Rose? What about her?” I questioned, keeping my voice neutral.

As far as I knew, the two of them had never met. Had something happened? It seemed unlikely since Lyra hadn’t been here long, and Bailey-Rose almost never came to the office.