Page 70 of Bonded By Tea and Tarot

“Why what, omega?” This alpha. I hate them.

“Mean,” I say. “More.”

Bronze skin enters my hazy vision, and a hand in my hair tilts my head back.

“You need something to fill that pretty mouth of yours? I think you’re doing a little too much talking, and not enough fucking, naughty omega.”

I scoff. All I want is fucking. Stupid alpha.

“Open,” they say.

Finally.

“I think your alpha owes me an apology still too. He needs to make up for his out of control behaviors earlier, wouldn’t you say, omega?”

My eyes are fixed on their cock. They straddle my alpha’s face, then lower down onto it. He groans and I catch a flash of tongue as he swipes it against their balls, then tugs them further down. I think he’s licking their ass, and that has heat flaring through me.

“Oh, Goddess.” My heart is racing and my breaths are too short.

“Give me that dirty mouth,” the alpha in front of me says.

I lick my lips, then stretch forward to swallow them down. Their hand rests on the back of my head, and they let out a long sigh.

“More,” I say. Or at least, I try to.

“What did I say about talking with your mouth full?” the alpha grunts, their words coming out strained.

My eyes have fallen closed as I lick up the fresh, heady taste of them. Palo Santo with hints of smoke and crisp rosemary. I glare at them in my mind, and I think they know it.

“Fuck her properly, Aury. She can take it. And you,” the alpha says, slapping a hand against my cozy alpha bear. “Show me you’re sorry and make me believe it.”

My beta’s cock picks up speed and force, rubbing deliciously against my nerve endings with every push and pull. It slides me up and down my alpha’s thick cock, and I squirm every time his knot presses against my entrance. I’m stuck, though. Impaled on both ends, in all holes.

“Knot,” I mumble. Drool coats my lips as I suck on the delicious cock filling my mouth, and I clench down on the ones inside me when I think about getting all of their cum at once.

“You’ll get your knot, omega,” the alpha says. “Swallow down my cum first like a good girl.”

Chapter Thirty-Seven

Hayden

I’ve made so many mistakes this heat, and guilt hounds me. Siobhan is dozing on Jayce’s deflating knot, and Aury is checking on Bunny, then grabbing more snacks and water from the kitchen. I’ve managed to convince her to eat and drink, but barely, and not nearly enough. She could do with a shower or bath, we all could, but I don’t see that happening until she’s more coherent.

And then there’s her bite mark on his cock to contend with. I’ve been applying anti-bacterial ointment and washing the wound when I can, but at this point it’s up to whatever Goddess Siobhan believes in to prevent infection. There’s only so much I can do with a near-feral omega on my hands.

I snag a warm, wet cloth and crawl onto the nest next to them. “Siobhan,” I murmur, “I’m going to clean you up a bit, okay?”

She hums a noncommittal noise, nuzzling into Jayce with her eyes still closed.

He snags one of her wrists and stretches her arm out, holding it up for me. I swipe the cloth from shoulder to elbow, but I don’t get any further before she shrieks. Her eyes pop open and she jerks away, toppling off of Jayce. I blink in shock, still holding the cloth out, when she pops back up on the other side of him. Her tangled hair is in her face and her eyes are spitting mad.

“No!” She points a trembling finger at me and bares her teeth. “Bad. Mean alpha.”

“What—” I start to ask, not sure what I’m going to say, but she dives into Jayce’s side, tugging him around her and rubbing her shoulder and elbow in his armpit.

“Oh,” I sigh, shaking my head. I almost fucked up yet again. Of course she wants to be covered in her new bonded’s scent. Maybe I should let Jayce be pack lead. I can’t be doing much worse of a job at it if I try.

“Stop it,” Jayce murmurs, and I glance down to see him peering up at me. “I know what you’re doing. Stop.”