Page 29 of A Pack of Honey
"Soothing," he growls. Soothing is when a heat spike happens, but the omega and the alphas haven't officially discussed boundaries. So, the alphas follow a standard set of rules while relieving the pain. No knotting, no dick, no rough play.
I realize now that he has no intention of interrupting. He simply wanted to make sure she was all right. His hands are clenched. Struggling with his alpha, undoubtedly. He moves jerkily but closes the door. She doesn't stop him. Her omega and some part of Sunny chose me. I honestly can't imagine why. She keens again, her eyes locked on mine. I slide off the bed to kneel in front of her. She's so short that I'm still taller than her, even sitting on my knees.
"I'm gonna make you feel better, Sunshine. I promise." I lean up and swipe a kiss across her lips.
She opens for me.
Sunny
Jess'skississlowand gentle at first, but the moment I open for him, he deepens it, sending a rush of pleasure from my center straight to my already-slick core. The apex of my thighs aches, and a wave of cramps rolls through me. I break the kiss. Doubling over to rest my face in the crook of his neck.
"I got you, Sunshine."
At this moment, with him lifting me to splay me across the bed, that nickname isn't as chafing. It's even sweet.
"Need you," I whine. I hardly recognize my voice, but the throbbing in my core must stop.
A growl rips through the room as he slides down my pants. The muscles on his arms and along his shoulders flex. He's shirtless and I can make out the dark designs of his tattoos in the low light. His movements are slower and more reverent than his huge, gruff exterior. He kisses and licks up my thighs, which I would very much appreciate when I'm not in heat. But right now, there's too much pain to enjoy anything this sweet. My omega isfrustrated. I fist my hands in his hair and gently—but firmly—tug him toward where I need him.
Jess chuckles, but then he rips my underwear to the side, licking up my slit once and twice, and then his finger plunges in exactly where I wish a knot was. Every touch sends electric shots pulsing to my core. Heat blooms low in my belly. I need more.
"Knot," I breathe.
"Not tonight, Sunshine. When I take this perfect, wet pussy. You will be fully in control of your needs." When I whimper, he continues. "I promise we'll have all the time in the world to give each other everything." He plunges in a second finger, crooking it to hit the right spot. I arch off the bed and bite my lip to stop the guttural moan climbing up my throat. "And when I take you with my cock, no one in this whole farm will be able to sleep through the noises I intend to ring out of you." His mouth is hot fire on my clit. Working me over while a third finger plunges into me. It's so tight that it hits every nerve ending. But it's still not what I need. Something curls tight in my abdomen. Worry about the future and everything I can't control. My omega needs this, but I still can't let go. Jess pauses, looking deep into my eyes from his place between my legs.
"Breathe with me, Sunny," he says. And I do. He breathes in deep, and I copy. When he breathes out, it tickles my clit, sending a bolt of need back through me, and my pussy clenches around the fingers still inside of me. "You're safe. I have you." He promises, and that tight ball of anxiety unravels. He begins licking and moving his fingers again. This time, it's slower and with more purpose. Everything increases in intensity now that the tight feeling in my gut has dissipated. He picks up speed, and it only takes a few more swipes for me to tip over the edge.
I cover my mouth with one hand, attempting to keep my moan of pleasure from waking everyone in the house up, but Jess ripsit away. "Let them all hear what I do to you." And damn, if that one sentence doesn't have me coming harder.
Once I drift down from the crest of my orgasm, he slips his fingers from my center and looks me dead in the eyes as he licks each one clean. My core clenches at the sight and good god, if this man triggers another heat, I'll either kill him—or jump him. Maybe both.
"Delicious," he groans.
I stand, but he pauses me with a hand on my shoulder. "What are you doing?"I stare. "Going back to my room.”
"Nope." That is all he says before he encircles my waist with his massive arms and pulls me down onto the bed next to him.
"What are you doing?" I screech-whisper.
"I'm trying to sleep," he says as he pulls the blankets around us and fully spoons me, his chin resting on my head and his toes curling around my feet. Not a hair's worth of space between us.
I wiggle, but he's got me completely locked down. Jess begins purring, and yes, it is very comfortable, but I don't do this. I'm the queen of short-term, non-attached relationships. The longest I've done is six months, and when he started talking about moving in together, I ghosted.
"Jess. It's fine. I woke you up. I can go back to my room."
"Shhh, sleeping."
Is he holding me prisoner? I don't know. Struggling against him is like struggling against a mountain. I finally give up with a huff. And then after-heat hormones overtake me. Omegas always react differently after heats and heat spikes. Some get really weepy, others get a boost of energy. I've always gotten sleepy, like the drugged kind of sleepy. So, between the hormones and his purrs, I lose the will to struggle.
As I doze off, I hear Jess speaking softly into my hair. "If you want to go back, I'll let you go. I just didn't want you to be alone."
Tears prick the edges of my vision. That, right there, is why I came to him. Why my omega and I chose him tonight. He's guileless and honest to a fault. I trust him. It's a smack in the face of a realization, but I'm too tired to freak out fully.
"I'd like to stay," I admit. I didn’t when we'd finished, but now, returning to my cold sheets with no scent but mine sounds so sad, it nearly breaks my heart. I fall asleep fully wrapped in muscle, warmth, and grassy scent.
Sunny
Iwakeupearlyto the sounds of light snoring in my ear. It doesn't matter what I do. I can't ever sleep in. My body knows when six o'clock rolls around, and it's up.
