13. Chapter 13

Chapter thirteen

Gabriel

G abriel really, really like this woman. He liked the way she went from sexy and confident to honest and vulnerable and back again so effortlessly. He liked the way she laughed and the way she cooked and the way she smelled.

Gabriel liked the woman, and he liked the plan. It was the perfect way to get Genesis and Luke to stop overthinking and let themselves feel. Lando never ceased to amaze him. The guy just knew how to manage people. And he knew how to get what he wanted.

And Lando wanted Genesis. Gabriel wasn’t sure if his pack leader was aware of the fact, but it was obvious to Gabriel that beneath Lando’s unflappable demeanor, he was completely enamored with their gorgeous omega guest. The idea of her being a temporary partner had flown out the window pretty much the moment she walked through their door.

Because Gabriel wanted her too. And so did Luke, though he was far from being ready to admit it. He was obviously scared shitless by the prospect, and Gabriel couldn’t blame him. This was terrifying.

But it was happening. It was real. It was the beginning of something precious and new.

Genesis. A new beginning.

“Gentlemen, Genesis has made a request. She’s asked that we fuck her like it’s real.” Lando trailed his gaze over the omega’s body slowly, almost possessively. “So, we are going to fuck her like we want her to be ours. We are going to fuck her like she is ours.”

A low growl rumbled in Gabriel’s chest, drawing a sexy little gasp from Genesis. Her full, pink lips parted invitingly, and her breasts heaved. Gabriel’s cock stiffened. He wanted to sink into the wet heat of her pretty mouth, to fuck that sweet mouth like it was his.

“You remember your safe words, Tesoro?” Lando asked, leaning forward and holding her gaze as she nodded. “You’re in control.”

“I’m ready,” Genesis replied without hesitation.

Lando leaned back once more, ankle crossed over his knee, fingers steepled, the picture of easy dominance. “Stand up and remove your apron. Slowly, if you please.”

Gabriel’s heart hammered as Genesis obeyed, standing and slowly untying the ribbons at her neck and waist, and letting the frilly little apron fall to the floor. She was every bit as stunning as he remembered. He’d thought of her body many, many times over the last week, and it certainly didn’t disappoint.

Gabriel let himself admire her pear shape and beautiful golden-brown skin, running his gaze over her from head to toe. Her nipples were stiff beneath the stretchy fabric of her bra, her pert little breasts swelling slightly above the lace trim. Her waist dipped in, her stomach and sides soft with rolls, above wide hips and thick thighs.

She was perfect.

“Lovely,” Lando said in a voice that matched Genesis’s honey scent. “Now bend over the arm of the couch.”

Genesis complied immediately, heels tapping as she swiftly moved across the small open space to lean over the couch. Lando didn’t have to tell her to arch her back, or to look back over her shoulder flirtatiously with hunger in her huge eyes. Gabriel’s dick twitched.

“Luke Wyatt, are you playing this evening?” Lando asked without looking away from Genesis. “I recognize that you may still be processing this evening’s developments, and I’m sure we have a long discussion ahead of us. So, I understand if you want to sit this one out.”

Luke snorted, glowering at their pack leader. “Fuck you, Lando. I’m not missing out on Genesis’s sweet cunt just cause you’re a presumptuous prick. We will talk later—after she’s dripping cum from all her needy holes.”

“I couldn’t agree more,” Lando said calmly. “Now, remove Genesis’s panties and show us if our greedy girl likes that plan.”

Gabriel adjusted himself as Luke swaggered to the couch. He ran a hand lightly over Genesis’s ass, and she gasped, slick running down her thighs. The scent of jasmine and honeyed oranges swelled. Gabriel’s mouth watered. He’d eat her pussy again every chance he got. The memory of her riding his face while Luke fingerfucked her made Gabriel’s dick throb almost painfully.

Luke squatted, slowly dragging Genesis’s soaked panties down her thighs. Once she’d stepped out of them, Luke nudged her legs wider, displaying the sheen of slick on her inner thighs. Gabriel growled again.

“Beautiful,” Lando breathed. “Give us a better look.”

Still squatting behind her, Luke gripped Genesis’s ass cheeks and spread her open. Gabriel stared hungrily at her glistening cunt. Her pussy lips were a darker brown than the rest of her, and inside she was pink and juicy and perfect. All three alphas growled in unison and Genesis gushed slick.

Luke leaned forward and ran his tongue up her thigh, lapping up her slick with a low groan. Gabriel’s cock throbbed again as Luke reached Genesis’s perfect pussy and ran his tongue up her center. Her hips bucked and she moaned a throaty, needy moan that had Gabriel gripping his chair against the urge to mount her immediately.

Lando gave Gabriel a sympathetic smile. “Why don’t you go and have a seat and give our omega something to fill her sweet mouth?”

Gabriel moved with embarrassing eagerness, but he wasn’t ashamed. He wanted Genesis to know that he wanted her, wanted her to feel his need and desire as completely as she consumed his senses.

“Luke, stuff her juicy pussy and show Genesis what it feels like to be fucked for real,” Lando commanded as Gabriel sat down on the couch. “Fill her with cum but do not knot her. I’m growing impatient.”

Gabriel heard Luke muttering curses under his breath as he unbuckled his huge belt buckle and unzipped his jeans. Genesis whined, her lovely face inches from Gabriel’s. He cradled her face in his hands and pulled her into a kiss, slow and probing. She sighed, opening her mouth to him, letting him in deeper.

“Take his cock out, Genesis,” Lando instructed, his voice rougher than usual. “You’re going to let Gabriel fuck your mouth while Luke ruts your sweet pussy. Do you understand?”

Gabriel let Genesis pull away to look at Lando. He took the opportunity to slip his hand inside her bra to play with one stiff nipple. Genesis moaned, shivering as she turned her big eyes toward Lando.

“Yes, Sir,” she said, and Gabriel thought he might cream his pants.

Genesis unzipped Gabriel’s jeans, and he braced himself for her touch. Her hands were soft but her grip firm as she freed his cock from the confines of his briefs. Gabriel hissed with pleasure. Genesis’s eyes widened.

“I don’t think this will fit in my mouth…or my body,” she said.

Gabriel chuckled. He didn’t even have the biggest cock in the pack. He made up for his average length with impressive girth, but she hadn’t seen anything yet.

“Of course it will,” Gabriel reassured her. “I know you haven’t been with any alphas before, but surely you’ve watched a little porn? Your body is built to take alpha cock.”

Genesis bit her lip. “I’ve definitely watched porn, but I don’t know that I’ll be any good at this.”

Before Gabriel could reply, Luke interrupted gruffly, smacking Genesis on the ass for emphasis. “You’re going to be incredible and we’re going to have a hell of a time teaching you whatever you don’t already know. Now buckle up, Buttercup.”

The moment Luke slid into Genesis, the pack bond flared, bright and hot, a jolt of pure elation exploding in each alpha’s chest. Genesis gasped, hands gripping Gabriel’s thighs. They locked eyes and Gabriel felt a frisson of electricity rush over his skin.

Then Genesis lowered her head and Gabriel lost coherent thought. The bond flared again as she took him into her mouth. It felt every bit as good as he’d thought it would. Gabriel let his head fall back against the couch, burying one hand in Genesis’s curls so he could guide her up and down his shaft.

Genesis moaned around his cock as Luke began to move behind her, setting a slow, steady pace. Between the sexy sounds she made and the delicious squishing of her soaking wet pussy, Gabriel thought he’d never heard such beautiful music. He lifted his hips a little, thrusting into the omega’s warm mouth. Genesis gagged, big eyes watering.

“Look at our good girl taking two of her alphas at once,” Lando crooned. Gabriel felt the omega relax under the praise, her tongue flattening to allow him deeper access. “Are you going to cum for your alphas, sweetheart?”

Luke picked up speed and Genesis’s moans grew louder and longer. Gabriel slipped his free hand back into her bra, fondling her peaked nipples. She let out a muffled cry, hips bucking.

“Hot damn! She likes when you play with her sweet tits, Gabe. Her cunt is fucking drenched,” Luke growled, thrusting harder and forcing Genesis to take Gabe even further down her throat. “Cum for us, Buttercup. I want to feel you explode all over my cock.”

Genesis moaned and writhed in pleasure, eyes shining with tears, and body shaking. She was obviously close to her orgasm, and Gabriel wouldn’t be far behind her, especially once she began to massage his swelling knot. The slapping of skin grew louder, faster, and then Genesis erupted.

That was the only way he could describe the way her body quaked, eyes rolling back, hips bucking. Tears ran down her cheeks as she panted around Gabriel’s cock. When she looked up at him, Gabriel couldn’t hold back any longer. He came hard, and Genesis swallowed it down, spit and cum dribbling down her chin.

“Do not knot her, Luke Wyatt,” Lando warned. “I mean it.”

“Fuck, you should feel her cunt flutter,” Luke ground out. “You’re a son of a bitch, Lando. I want to feel her tight pussy milking my knot.”

“Don’t be such a baby back bitch,” Lando said in a voice like melted caramel. “Now that we’re fake courting, there will be plenty of opportunities for Genesis to take our knots. We’re going to show her just how good it can feel to be taken care of.”

Genesis moaned. “Your cock feels so good, Daddy.”

She glanced over her shoulder at Luke, and Gabriel could only imagine how she must look from his vantage point, with her flushed skin and wet face. Apparently, it was every bit as sexy as Gabriel imagined because Luke swore, coming moments later. One hand gripping her waist, the other squeezing his knot, Luke emptied himself into the omega, as she met him thrust for thrust until he was spent.

Luke pulled out, tugging up his pants and staggering back to the dining area. He sat down hard in one of the chairs, looking more than a little dazed. Gabriel wondered if his packmate would still bother arguing with Lando about the fake courtship. Since Luke would pick jackassery every time, the argument was likely inevitable, but it was going to be halfhearted. Gabriel was pretty sure Luke would agree to anything that got him more opportunities to fuck Genesis.

“Come here, Tesoro,” Lando commanded.

Gabriel watched Genesis take his pack leader in. Lando stroked his cock lazily, still as impeccable in his tailored suit as if he didn’t have his dick in his hand. He beckoned her forward, and Genesis moved toward him hesitantly, biting her lip again.

“It will fit,” Lando promised, holding out a hand to her. “Come and see.”

Gabriel couldn’t blame her. Lando was more than well-endowed in both length and girth. Most betas couldn’t handle him, but Genesis would be fine. Gabriel leaned forward to watch, his cock already twitching with anticipation of his turn inside their omega’s perfect pussy.

Genesis straddled Lando’s chair, letting him line himself up with her entrance. She gasped as she began to lower herself onto him. Lando gripped her hip, controlling the pace, making her take her time. He unhooked her bra up with his other hand, taking one of her perky little tits into his mouth. Genesis cried out, throwing her head back—the perfect picture of ecstasy.

Grinning, Gabriel stood, scooping up Genesis’s cowboy hat, and crossing the room. He placed it carefully atop her curls, leaning down to kiss her open mouth.

“He likes eye contact, Carino,” Gabriel murmured, biting her plump bottom lip. “And you should wear your hat when you ride. Don’t you agree, Luke?”

“She should wear that hat all the time,” Luke replied. “And nothing else.”

Gabriel kissed Genesis again, then stepped back to enjoy the sight of the omega riding his pack leader. Together, the two were a work of art.

Genesis wrapped her arms around Lando’s neck, holding his gaze as she slid down his considerable length. When he was fully seated, they both moaned, Lando’s pleasure rippling through the pack bond. Then they began to move.

Gabriel’s cock was in his hand before long. He’d always loved to watch, to enjoy the beauty of others’ pleasure. He’d tried to elicit similar sensations with his art, though it’d been a long time since he’d captured anything so sensual. Now, watching Genesis, Gabriel thought he’d found a new muse.

Stripped down to her cowboy hat and stilettos, the omega was stunning. Her golden-brown skin was flushed, her tits and ass bouncing as she moved. Her eyes never left Lando’s, her parted lips inches from his. She matched the rhythm of his hips, taking him as deep as she could.

When she came in a trembling, panting mess, Lando kissed her hard, holding her close as he thrust up into her again and again, chasing his own release. Gabriel felt his knot swelling again, and he worked himself faster.

“I’m going to knot you now, Tesoro,” Lando murmured, his gaze softening with concern. He took her face gently in both hands. “I know you can take it. Are you ready?”

Genesis nodded. When she spoke, her already husky voice was ragged with need. “Yes, Sir. Please.”

Lando pulled Genesis into a kiss as he thrusted, knotting her in one swift movement. She cried out and Lando swallowed the sound, claiming her mouth as though he wanted to bury himself in every part of her. Gabriel could definitely relate.

“Orlando, Orlando, Orlando!” Genesis moaned his name like a chant, breaking the kiss as her entire body shuddered. Her face twisted into the most beautiful expression of ecstasy, eyes wet and wide, swollen lips parted. “I’m so full!”

Then she was coming again with her face buried in Lando’s neck. Lando groaned, wrapping his arms tightly around her waist and holding her close. Gabriel’s belly and balls tightened, and he had the wherewithal to grab a cloth napkin off the table just in time to catch the spurt of cum that followed.

“You were right, Luke Wyatt,” Lando murmured after a few minutes. “Feeling her pussy flutter is incredible. Wait until you get a chance to knot her.”

“You’re a petty bitch, Orlando Rossi,” Luke drawled.

Lando chuckled, planting kisses in Genesis’s hair. Gabriel laughed and Luke joined in. Genesis turned her face toward them, smiling lazily. Her face was flushed and tear-stained and absolutely radiant. There was a lightness in the air—something hopeful and exciting, though still fragile. Gabriel felt content to wait and see how things played out. He was sure that, somehow, it would all be okay.

“Genesis, dear,” Lando said once his knot had softened, making the omega blink her eyes open from a semi-doze. “Since we’re pretend courting, I’d like to stay and care for you tonight, if you don’t mind. Can I start by drawing you a bath? It’ll help with any soreness.”

Genesis smirked, then winced as Lando helped her off his softening cock. “I see what you mean about the soreness. I suppose it’s okay for you to stay, since we’re pretend courting and all.”

Lando wrapped an arm around her, leading her from the room and up the stairs to her loft. Genesis blew them a kiss over her shoulder, and Gabriel caught it, making her giggle. He watched her until she disappeared into the ensuite bathroom.

“This is a bad idea,” Luke said once they were alone. “Someone is going to get hurt.”

Gabriel sighed. “How can you think that after an incredible night like tonight?”

Luke scowled. “It’s not all romantic dinners and amazing sex, Gabe. We’d have to keep that little firecracker safe, and she’s not keen on being told what to do. You think that’ll end well? You think we can protect her when she’s out chasing crime or whatever the fuck she wants to do?”

Gabriel eyed his packmate, considering his words. A stab of pain hit him when he processed what Luke wasn’t saying. He didn’t feel like he could protect Genesis, and Gabriel knew why.

“Evie’s death wasn’t your fault,” Gabriel said, pushing on despite the way his packmate flinched. “Lando and I both know it, everyone knows it, but you’ve got to believe it. You can’t carry this misplaced guilt forever.”

“My sentiments exactly,” Lando agreed, appearing in that annoyingly stealthy way of his. “You need this more than you know, Luke Wyatt. I expect you to play along and to actually try and enjoy yourself. You know I would never force you into a new courtship if you weren’t ready, and we weren’t all completely sure in our choice. So, give this arrangement a chance. When our three months is up, you can have final say on our decision.”

Luke’s eyes widened, and Gabriel tried to hide his grimace. Lando must be very, very confident in Genesis’s compatibility if he was willing to give Luke the power to decide on their future with her. Gabriel would never bet against Lando, but he hoped like hell his pack leader’s gamble would pay off.

“Fine.” Luke stood abruptly, his scowl deeper than ever. “I can’t wait to say I told you so. Good night, assholes.”

Lando and Gabriel watched Luke storm out, their brows furrowed in similar expressions of concern and frustration. Lando sighed heavily.

“It’ll work out,” Gabriel reassured him. “It’s a good plan, just give him time.”

Lando nodded, clapping Gabriel on his shoulder before turning away and heading for the stairs. Gabriel slipped out of the cottage, catching a glimpse of Luke disappearing up the path toward the main house. He turned in the opposite direction, eager to get to his studio. His brain was buzzing with ideas, all of them connected to a certain bright-eyed omega with a banging body and a brilliant brain.

He worked all night, and every color seemed vibrant and new. New like the spark of hope in his chest. New like the fresh scent of jasmine, oranges, and honey.

Like a new beginning.