Chapter 26 Enjoy yourself, button

“We’re leaving in twenty-five,” Hale says as a warning to all of us, Haven perched on his lap, wearing nothing but a t-shirt and fuzzy knee-high socks. Its torture actually, having her walk around the house like that, knowing all I’d have to do to be inside her is bend her over and release my cock.

To be fair, she stopped wearing panties when she realized we don’t have the patience to take the time to remove them nicely. No, when we want inside her, we just rip the crotch out and go to town. She fucking loves it, too.

But she got tired of throwing away underwear and so the ‘no panties for Haven while in the house’ rule was born. And it is the best fucking rule ever.

“Hmm, twenty-five, you say?” I prowl toward our girl, fully intending to pull her off our prime’s lap, bend her over and fuck her hard and fast. “That should be just enough time-”

Hale growls at me and snaps his teeth in my direction. “Don’t fucking touch her.” My eyes widen at the command, shocked at his reaction, but Haven giggles and rolls her hips a little, lips parting in a pant.

I blink at her, then at him. “I’m sorry. Have you been fucking all through breakfast?”

Hale gives me a smug as fuck smile. “Haven’s such a good girl for me. I told her she could sit on my cock and come as many times as she needed. She just had to be quiet about it.” He presses a kiss into the side of her head before spearing a bite of French toast onto a fork and holding it to her lips. She parts them obediently and chews vigorously as her hips move faster.

Apparently, feeding our omega while fucking her is the way to go.

Tic snorts. “How did you not notice? She’s been perfuming all fucking morning.”

I had noticed that actually, but it’s not uncommon for her to perfume from just being close to us, sitting on our laps, a little light petting. It’s like ever since she got off the suppressants her dad was forcing on her, her scent is always thick and syrupy, hanging in the air, making my cock hard.

“He knotted her about fifteen minutes ago,” Creed says lazily, stroking his cock through his boxer briefs.

Knotted? Jesus, how did I miss that?

Now, I’m hard and embarrassed. Not a pleasant combination. Time for me to beat a hasty retreat so I can go and beat my meat in peace. Since they’re knotted, it’s not like I’ll get the chance to fuck Haven before we go, and my hard on isn’t just going to go down. It never does.

I blow out a breath and nod. “Great well, I was hoping to get some omega pussy this morning-”

“Jesus, Jude,” Tic groans.

“But obviously, that’s not happening.”

“You fucked her before you got up,” Hale growls. That’s right, I did. While the rest of these yahoos got up and started breakfast, I stayed in bed and licked our little omega awake and then knotted her.

“Doesn’t mean I can’t want more,” I shrug. It’s a problem honestly, how obsessed I am. How I never want to stop touching her, being with her. It makes days like today, where all four of us have to leave her, especially hard.

Hale grunts as his hips thrust up and Haven moans. Fuck, it’s so sexy, but I’m still feeling the burn of embarrassment for not realizing what was happening all through breakfast, so I hook a thumb over my shoulder. “Gonna go get ready.”

What I’m actually gonna do is pull up one of my videos of me fucking Haven and then fuck my hand in the same rhythm. Maybe the one from this morning, since it’s still fresh in my mind..

“Jude,” Haven protests. But I’m already heading out of the room.

“Enjoy yourself, button,” I call as I hit the stairs. “I’ll fuck you later.”

She moans and I like to think it’s a combination of my promise and whatever Hale’s doing to her.

I have the video pulled up and my cock in my hand, bent over the bed with my eyes focused on the screen. “Oh, yeah, baby, look at you taking my cock so fucking good,” I moan to the Haven on the screen.

There’s a tingling at the back of my head and the sound of the door pushing open. Her scent hits me, pineapple and chili and I lunge for the phone just as the Haven on the screen moans, loudly. My finger jabs at the stop button, shutting off the sound, as I look over my shoulder to find my omega standing there with a cat that caught the canary smile on her lips.

She looks well and truly fucked.

I tuck my cock back in my basketball shorts, still tapping at the screen to get out of the video viewing app, but I’m not paying attention to what I’m doing. How can I when she’s here in the room smelling and looking like a wet dream?

“Were you watching porn?” she asks, sounding positively delighted. Her eyes flick to the phone and she frowns, asking another question before I even have a chance to process the first one. “Who’s that?”

I realize in my haste to shut down the video of Haven and I fucking, I pulled up a picture of me and another woman. I have my arms wrapped around her shoulders, our cheeks pressed together, our hair is nearly the same color, hers just a little lighter than mine. We’re both beaming at the camera, younger and so fucking happy. It makes my stomach twist, guilt surging. But weirdly, I’m not guilty for the reason I would have been a month ago. No, I feel guilty that this picture is still the background of my phone, that Haven is seeing it now. “Your sister?” She says hopefully, and I can taste her jealousy in her scent.

A slow smile curls over my lips. “Button, are you jealous of a picture?”

She huffs, folds her arms over her chest. “No, of course not. Especially since it’s clearly your sister.” I don’t correct her. Why would I when the truth would only hurt her feelings? When I say nothing, her eyes narrow. “Never mind about that, anyway. Were you watching porn?”

All the blood drains from my face, and she laughs delightedly. “Oh my god, you were! You were watching porn. What is it?” She makes a swipe for my phone, but it’s easy enough to keep it out of her reach, holding it above her head. “Come on, Jude, I’m not gonna judge you! I swear. I just want to see!”

I laugh as she jumps, pressing every inch of her lush body against mine. “I wasn’t watching porn, bellybutton.”

She wraps both hands around my arm and jumps again like that’s going to give her leverage to reach the device. “You so clearly were! I heard a moan.”

I hum and wrap an arm around her waist, stalling out her movements with her tight against my chest, feet dangling over the floor. She makes a surprised squeak and releases my arm to grab onto my shoulders instead. “You heard a moan, hmm?” I ask, trailing my nose over her cheek. “Did hearing it make you wet?” My omega whimpers her affirmation, little fingers digging into my muscles. “Were you hoping to walk in on me touching myself, stroking my cock while I watched other people fuck?”

Her shuddering breath is all the answer I need. My lips press into her neck, my teeth scrape over her pulse point. “I wasn’t watching porn, pretty girl. I don’t need to do that when my ultimate fantasy is right here. My omega in my fucking arms, wet and willing and eager. You are eager, aren’t you? Eager to be my good little whore, take my cock and my knot so deep?”

“ Yes. ” A flood of pineapple and chili hits the air, so fucking sweet it makes my teeth ache with the need to bite her.

I nip at the corner of her jaw. “Say it, button.”

Haven pants. Her legs lift and wrap around my hips. My phone presses into her ass as I move to help her, to hold her weight. She turns her head and captures my mouth in a hungry kiss, moaning and grinding on the hard ridge of my cock. It would take so little for me to be inside her. She’s only wearing Creed’s t-shirt, no panties, her bare cunt weeping into the zipper of my pants.

I pull my mouth from hers but stay close. “Say it, baby, and I’ll give you what you need.”

Haven’s fingers slide into my hair, gripping tight as she whispers against my lips. “I want to be your good little whore, Jude. I want to take your cock and your knot so fucking deep. Please. Let me.”

A press a soft kiss to her open mouth, so at odds with the need raging inside me. “Good girl. Take out my cock.” Haven’s hands move quickly, sliding down my chest between us. I groan at the brush of her fingers over me, the release of the zipper feeling like a fucking miracle.

“No knot,” I murmur against her mouth as her small hand curls around my cock, stroking once, twice.

“Why no knot?” She pouts and I nip at her bottom lip.

“Because we have a meeting to go to. And as much as I want to sink into you and lock my cum inside you, I don’t have the time.”

Haven pouts harder, and it’s so fucking cute. “You said you’d give me what I need. Are you a liar, alpha?”

A growl rumbles from my chest. Not liking her calling me out in the slightest. I am a liar. Have been for years, have lied my ass off to this omega in my arms, but I want to be better. For her, if for no one else. I don’t want to lie to her anymore. About anything.

I lift her up with my grip on her thighs and notch my cock at her entrance. “I told you I’d give you what you need, omega, I wasn’t fucking lying.” Her eyes widen when I drop her on my cock in one sharp movement, forcing her to take me to the hilt. Her slick eases the way, along with Hale’s cum, but I know it’s still a stretch. She’s still so tight, even after everything she’s done with us. Her fingers claw into my shoulders as she breathes through the pinch of pain.

I wait for all of two seconds before I pull out. “Wait,” she whispers against my mouth, sounding slightly panicked. “Wait, Jude, I’m not-”

She lets out a cross between a moan and a scream when I thrust in again, her head falling back, before it rolls on her neck so she can glare at me.

“Wait?” I say, kissing her deep, licking into her mouth like I want to devour her. “I thought you wanted this, omega. My cock buried so deep inside you.”

Her lids flutter as I work in shallow bursts, not pulling out all the way again. “I do. I do,” she reassures me, trying to grind her hips into mine. “I do, alpha.”

A sound of frustration leaves her when she realizes in this position I have all the control. The most she can do is grip my shoulders for leverage. But there’s no wall behind her to brace against.

I grin at the sound, nipping my teeth along her jaw, to her neck. She tilts her head back as I fuck her, head bobbing with each thrust. It gives me the perfect view of her neck. That sweet spot I want to sink my teeth into, have her blood coat my tongue, swallow it down while she’s pinned on my knot. Fuck. I want to breed this girl, fuck a baby into her, make her mine forever. Make it so she can never leave me.

But she’s not ready for that. We’re not ready for that. There’s still too much between us, too many lies on my side for me to even consider bonding Haven. She needs to know the truth before we take that step. If we take that step.

She moans and arches into me, all but pressing her throat into my mouth, like she’s silently giving me permission.

My teeth and jaw ache, but I refrain. I will not bond Haven. Not until she knows everything. Instead, I content myself with scraping the skin with my teeth and then pulling back. It’s too tempting. I can’t have her neck within biting distance.

“Jude,” she gasps as I move away. Her fingers slide to the nape of my neck and I have the impression she wants to pull me back, keep my face buried against her flesh. Can’t have that, though. The need to bond with her is burning in my chest, the need to feel it, feel her, is so fucking strong. I’m obsessed with the idea. I don’t trust myself.

If I bite her, it’s permanent. If she bites me? It’ll be temporary. I’ll feel her, she’ll feel me. The echo of a mating bond. Yes, my alpha agrees. That’s what we want.

I fuck into her harder, sweat slicking my spine as I move, carrying her over to the wall to brace her, so I can fist my hands in the silky hair and urge her mouth to my neck. My heart thunders in my chest, the pleasure and need thundering through me. Haven’s moaning and gasping. Her eyes shut as my cock hits her g-spot. “Fuck, Jude. Yes. Alpha. Please. Please. Please.”

I feel the last ‘please’ against my skin. Her hot little mouth latches on and I feel the scrape of her teeth. My cock lurches, swells. My knot is uncomfortable now and the need to slam it into her is intense.

“Bite me, omega,” I growl. “Please. Fucking bite me.” Her teeth clamp down. I grunt at the sharp bite of pain. “Fuck yes,” I groan as she sucks my flesh into her mouth. “Yeah, baby, just like that. Bite me. Bite your alpha. Make me bleed.”

My omega whimpers, hips working over my cock faster and faster now that she can use the wall at her back for leverage. My fingers tighten on her hips, fucking her against the wall hard and fast. I’m on the verge of exploding, of filling her with my cum, but I need her to come first, need to feel the tight clamp of her pussy on my cock and her teeth in my neck.

“Come for me, baby,” I demand. “Come on your alpha’s cock and bite me. Wanna feel you.”

She sucks harder, but doesn’t break my skin with her teeth, frantic noises falling from her as I feel her inner muscles tighten rhythmically. There’s a popping noise as she pulls her mouth from my skin, her head tipping back as she screams her release, pussy gripping me tight.

I can’t help the swell of disappointment I feel that she didn’t bite me, but it fades under the feeling of her milking me, her body begging me to give it what it needs. “Look at me, omega,” I demand and her eyelids flutter open, head lolling against the wall, gray eyes languid with her orgasm. “Good girl,” I snarl. “Good fucking girl. Eyes on me, while I fill you up with my cum.”

She moans at my words and a second smaller orgasm rolls through her, making her even fucking tighter. I groan. “Fuck yes, just like that. Milk my cock. Take what you need. Such a good fucking omega.”

My movements stall out, my cock buried up to my knot. The urge to pop it inside her, lock my release in her womb, is strong, but I’m pretty sure Hale will take off my head if I make us late for this meeting. So I grit my teeth and refrain, grinding my knot against her instead as I fill her tight little pussy with my cum.

“Such a good girl for me,” I coo at Haven, bending to press a soft kiss to her open mouth.

She rolls her eyes, but I can tell she loves the praise by the way she preens under it. She reaches up and pats my cheek. “Maybe you’re my good boy, hmm? You ever think of that? Giving me just what I need.”

Apparently I also have a praise kink, because her words ignite a heat in my balls, the need to rut into her grows. “Fuck, baby, you can’t say shit like the to me when I have somewhere to be.”

She laughs, her inner muscles clenching with the sound. I groan. “Jesus. Please, omega. You gotta stop.”

She grows quiet, her fingers drifting up to my neck and the spot she bit. I know she didn’t break my skin. If she had, I’d feel her in my chest, not just wrapped around my body and cock. “I think I gave you a hickey,” she says, ruefully.

“Fucking good.” I bend and give her a quick kiss. “I wish you’d have actually bitten me, button, but I’ll wear your temporary mark with pride. At least until we can get more permanent ones sorted.”

The omega in my arms goes still, her chest hardly rising and falling, those pretty gray eyes of hers wide. “What?”

“Shit. I shouldn’t have said anything,” I mutter, backtracking like a motherfucker, because she doesn’t seem as excited by the prospect as I thought she would. “It’s too soon, isn’t it? You need more time to be free.”

I go to pull out of her, to set her down, but her legs tighten around my hips and her little fingers dig into my shoulders, holding me in place inside her. “No, wait. Jude. You… You want to bond with me?”

It breaks my heart that she sounds surprised by the mere suggestion of it, like she can’t even fathom that a pack or an alpha would want to keep her, love her. I lick my bottom lip and hold her gaze. “I do. If it’s something you want. I would be honored to bond with you, Haven.”

“Even though my father-”

“Bellybutton,” I groan, cutting her off. “Don’t talk about your father when my cock is buried in your pussy and we’re discussing bonding. Please. He has no place here.” He has no place anywhere, and we’re going to see to it. But she doesn’t need to know that. Not right now.

“Sorry.” There’s a twinkle in her eyes, a glimmer of humor and lightness that’s been missing recently. I’m not sure of the details, but I know she had a heavy conversation with Tic and Hale a few days ago that’s left her pretty listless recently. “We should have a conversation about this. Maybe not when we’re mostly naked and with the rest of the pack?” The uncertainty comes back. “Do they want to bond, too?”

I smack a kiss on her lips and this time she lets me lift her off my cock. We both wince at the flood of sticky fluid, a combination of slick and cum, but then my alpha nature fucking glows with pride at it. Seeing that I filled her up so good its spilling down those creamy thighs of hers.

“Jude,” she prompts, dragging my attention from the mess between her legs. While I’ve been admiring my handiwork, she’s been worrying about my lack of answer.

I kiss her again. “I can’t speak for the rest of my pack, bellybutton,” I tell her gently and her face falls. “But my sources say when we talk about this as a pack, it will be a favorable outcome.”

Good god, the smile she graces me with is blinding, so fucking bright. It’s the best thing I’ve ever seen. She’s the best thing I’ve ever seen. Fuck, I love her .

I wait for the usual flood of guilt after a thought like that, the hint of betrayal to the girl I loved years ago, but there’s nothing. Just a fondness for Janie in my chest that will always be there. But it’s nothing to the fire that rages there for Haven now. The love. I fucking love this girl.

It’s a relief to admit it to myself if not to her. Not yet. I want to tell her when I have the time to show her as well, and right now I have about seven minutes before Hale is up my ass.

She laughs. I laugh too. And then I kiss the sound from her lips before turning her toward my shower. “Go get cleaned up. We’ll be back before you know it.”

Her eyes follow the motion of my hands as I tuck my cock away, still covered in our cum. “What about you? You don’t want to get clean?”

The smile I give her is possessive. “Nah, I like the idea of going out in public with you on my cock. Smelling like you. Anyone who gets too close will know I’ve got a hot as shit omega at home.”

She makes this little adorable possessive growl, and her pupils blow wide. I chuckle, satisfied with her reaction. “You like that?”

“I do.”

“Good.” I bend and kiss her again. “I’m yours. You’re mine. Go shower. We’ll fuck later.”

She throws her head back and laughs. The best sound in the entire fucking world. “Promises. Promises,” she says over her shoulder, hips swaying seductively as she makes her way into my shower.

I have about three minutes left now, so I run from the room, down to the basement, where I left my laptop on the couch next to Haven’s.

Working quickly, I pull up the camera feed for my bedroom, copy the last twenty minutes, and attach the file to the spreadsheet. I know it’s unnecessary. I know we aren’t going to use it for anything. It’s more like my own personal history. A record of every filthy thing our omega has let us do to her.

It’s a compulsion at this point, if I’m honest. My voyeuristic tendencies driving me to keep the recordings to watch. The scoresheet has turned into more of an organization system than anything.

It’s not being used for anything nefarious, I remind myself. Unless you call jerking off nefarious. Which… maybe it is, when I’m using videos that Haven doesn’t know about to do it. Though we told her that there are security cameras in every room of the house, so on some level she must know when we fuck her in the common areas of the house she’s being recorded.

She knows about my penchant for watching. Or I guess my usual penchant for watching, with Haven in the room that seems to fly right out the fucking window with my need to touch, taste, fuck her.

I nod to myself as I save the entry. It’s fine. Everything is fine.

Then why do I feel so guilty about it?

“Jude! Let’s go! We’re late!” Hale’s voice calls down to me, sounding pissed off as hell.

Shit. I toss my laptop onto the couch and push to my feet, hurrying up the stairs. “Coming!”