Page 101 of Your Wild Omega

He resists, trembling with uncertainty. I suck on the bite again and feel him gasp beneath me, his cock shuddering against my chin. The inner presence retracts, and I cover it completely like I’m wrapping it in a hug. White Mine submits.

The tiny glow in my chest explodes with borrowed emotion as the bond seals. His pleasure strikes me in full force, gripping my cock with invisible hands.

Something cold streaks my face as his hands fist under my grip. Water drips down my cheeks. He’s lost control of his body too, shaking and bucking as orgasm after orgasm grips him. I don’t let go.

I’ll never let go of my pack.

Chapter thirty-nine

Red

I jolt awake as screams rip through the house. My breath stutters as a powerful sensation catapults directly into my chest, filling my body with waves of heat. Fuck, it’s so strong, my pussy burns and an instant orgasm shocks through me. But miraculously enough, it’s not Zack’s orgasm I’m sensing. Or rather, not his alone.

Throwing back the blanket, I roll off the bed, ignoring the slick streaming down my thighs. I slip and catch myself on the corridor wall, gasping for breath. The door to the spare room flings open and Agent Pierce stumbles out, woken by those ongoing screams.

“They’re okay,” I gasp, staggering down the hall.

Only one answer exists for me feeling two internal presences, and it makes me so happy I could cry.

“What?” Agent Pierce asks, already on the steps.

“Don’t separate them,” I say, pressing a hand to my chest. “It’s a bonding.”

His eyes widen in shock before he disappears down the stairs to verify my statement. I smile as I stumble after him, wave after wave of secondhand pleasure rocking me. So fucking powerful.

I stop on the landing and lean on the railing.

Zack has Rickon laid out flat on the kitchen counter, his head buried in his hip. My first alpha’s screams fade to needy whines as Zack pins his hands, containing his wild thrashing. Moonlight glints on the cum running down Zack’s shoulder as the smaller alpha bucks his groin up into the feral alpha’s chest. The light also catches on the tears flowing down Zack’s face.

Fuck, it’s the most wild and beautiful sight I’ve ever seen.

My legs give way, and I sink down onto the step. Heady waves flow through me, growing brighter as the bond settles. Zack’s amazing for sure, but to think he’d take it upon himself to bond another alpha blows every expectation out of the park. I’ve heard alphas don’t usually bond other alphas because it’s difficult to override their instincts successfully.

But Zack doesn’t have limits like normal alphas.

The faint trace of Rickon that existed as static in my head fades, flickering into life squarely in my chest. The Omega Center said Rickon couldn’t bond me for a year, and I was too scared of their interference to rebel. But now Zack’s given me what I wanted most.

I gasp in a shuddering breath, gripping the railing tight as their love ignites. I cover my pussy with one trembling hand, leaning into the fiery sensations with a purr. Fuck, I need more friction to endure this blazing need. I slip my fingers deep inside with a soft moan.

At the bottom of the stairs, the OCB agent hesitates. “You okay there, Mr Jones?” he asks cautiously.

“Yes,” Rickon gasps out. “All good. You can go.”

Agent Pierce turns and runs up the steps, recoiling when he sees me sitting on the landing, fingering myself. He looks horrified.

“Madhouse, ain’t it?” I drawl, putting on my best Deep South cowboy accent. I’m sure I heard that line in a movie somewhere; can’t remember where. Can barely think at all right now.

He mutters an expletive as he races past me, and a moment later the bedroom door slams upstairs. I’d laugh, but I’m deep in an orgasmic trance created by my two beautiful alphas in the kitchen below. Being a wild omega is the most fun in the world.

My pussy clenches around my fingers and I lift my chin to cry out. My orgasm joins the two already in progress and Rickon screams again as he feels my pleasure. Fuck, I wonder how far the bond sensations reach? I could have so much fun with this in the future.

I collapse against the handrail with a chuckle.

Rickon’s screams turn to moans and his excited gyrations slow. Zack releases his fists and Rickon slides his hands around the big alpha’s shoulders, hanging on tight. My belly spasms and I thrust through myself eagerly, leaning into the shattering orgasm. Slick floods my thighs and I rest back against the next step, panting as I watch the two writhing men below through half-shuttered lids.

Damn, they’re beautiful.

After I catch my breath, I drag myself upright and haul my ass back upstairs. I could join in, but I want them both to enjoy this moment together. The night I bonded with Zack is one of my favorite memories.

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