Page 70 of Welcome to Bone Town

“Can you show me how fast you can come down my throat? Our mates are waiting, so you gotta be quick, sweet beta.”

A moan is the only answer I can give, and the only answer he needs before he swallows me all the way down,his nose hitting my abs. My gasp echoes through the dark corridor. I can’t see him, no matter how hard I strain my eyes, but I can feel him. Oh, fuck, can I feel him. His grip on my hips is bruising. His mouth, warm and wet.

The pale green glow of a scorpion scampers along the wall a few feet away from me, the only thing visible in the cavernous darkness. Fear tightens my muscles, adrenaline spiking. Logically, I should make him stop, make sure the scorpion doesn’t sting us. But the danger, and the dark, and his command to hurry swirl together until I hit a new level of arousal. I can’t hold on much longer, and I don’t want to. This is raw lust. A claiming. It’s fast and dirty and?—

“Jax!” I explode, clawing at the wall with my nails to keep from falling over.

The scorpion scampers away, and Jax releases me. His weight suddenly presses against me as he stands. His lips meet mine, begging entry. The moment I open for him, he tilts my head back and spits my cum into my mouth.

“Such a good beta,” he coos, “Now, swallow, and next time I’ll give youmycum.”

Stunned, I do as he says. It’s filthy and shocking, and my skin heats with a mix of embarrassment and lust.

He kisses me again, then pats my cheek. “Now, let’s get this wall out of the way.” His tone is so casual it’s as if what just happened was a fever dream. If it weren’t for the taste of my cum on my tongue, I might question my sanity. But then he nips my ear. “Come on, hero. I know I’m good, but you can’t be rendered useless every time I suck you off.” He gives my ass a quick slap. “At leastnot right now. We got work to do.”

“Hero?” I ask, confused why he’s calling me that.

Jax scoffs. “Yeah,hero. Trying to sneak off to rescue everyone. It’s kinda hot when you get all save-the-day, though.”

Hero. No one’s ever considered me a hero before. A warm feeling settles in my belly. I kinda like it.

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“Archer,” Cora whines, tugging hard on my beard. “Where’s Archer?”

The same question fills my mind, too. Was it minutes or hours ago that I sent Jax to find him? It’s hard to keep track of time during a heat, when all you know is fucking and rutting. Add in the fact that we’re underground in an ancient temple with no fancy clocks? Yeah, I don’t stand a snowball’s chance in hell of knowing how long it’s been.

Cora’s not the first omega I’ve helped through a heat, but nothing I’ve experienced before has ever been like this. I don’t know if it’s the damn necklace, or because this is her first heat, or if it’s just because she’s my scent match, but I feel like I’m caught in some kind of fuck trap.

She wiggles on my knot, moaning Archer’s name again as she clutches her breasts. Roman’s passed outbeside us, but he stirs when he hears her. His eyes open and meet mine with a question before looking around.

“He’s not here,” I say.

Tears flood Cora’s eyes. Her shoulders shake. “Need. Him.”

“I know, honey. I do, too.”

“Now!” she growls like a feral cat, then twists like she’s gonna stand up, only to realize she can’t because we’re still knotted. It doesn’t stop her for long before she tries again, tears streaming down her cheeks.

“Shit, she’s gonna rip herself open if she doesn’t stop,” I groan. Her movements are only making my cock harder and aren’t helping the situation. Normally knots deflate faster during a heat, but I’m still hard and swollen from the way she’s wiggling against me.

“Can you carry her?” Roman says, looking at the door. His eyes are clearer than they were before. Guess a few good orgasms shook a bit of the haze off. Pretty sure the man came down her throat three times in a row before he passed out.

“You mean, while knotted?” I ask, considering exactly how it might work to stand up with Cora still attached to me. “Yeah, I think I can do it.”

With her legs wrapped around my middle, I make my way to standing. The movement makes my knot tug at her entrance, and we both hiss. I nearly topple over again when she starts kissing me, but Roman is there to help, putting a palm on my back and shoving just enough for me to catch my balance.

“Thanks, man,” I say as Cora kisses down my neck. She’s rocking herself on my knot in a way that’s got to feelgood, but she’s still whimpering about needing Archer. “Let’s go find your beta, honey.”

The door is already cracked open, and the second we step into the hall, I scent the rich sweetness of Archer’s arousal mixed with the deep notes of Jax’s licorice liquor. Cora’s elderberry florals thicken in response. Fuck, they smell good together. It’s too dark to see anything more than a few scorpions skittering around the grates. But the scent makes it clear exactly what happened in here.

Before Jax left to find Archer, I told him to punish our beta for running off on his own, the implication being clear. I’ve seen the covert looks Archer’s thrown Jax’s way, and I know Jax will fuck anything he deems attractive. I wish I could’ve discussed this with Archer explicitly, but I’m hopeful he knows I’m the sharing type. Well, with my packmates anyway. Smells like he enjoyed whatever happened. Good boy.

My knot has no chance of deflating now. Cora grinds down on me, her core clenching with each step I take.

“You okay?” Roman asks.

I grit my teeth. “Yeah.”

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