Chapter 22 In which we get down and dirty, literally

My omega smells fucking divine.

That swat to her ass that Maddox gave her set off her perfume, and it hasn’t really let up since.

It’s a crying fucking shame that she’s wet and horny in the middle of a paintball match and I can’t do anything about it. Well, I shouldn’t do anything about it, but she smells so damn good. It’s testing my patience and my resolve to be a gentleman.

I think Sadie needs a gentleman in this pack and no one else is going to do it.

She sighs loudly, drawing my attention to where she’s lounging on the grass. Her gun abandoned next to her. Behind her is our flag, fluttering white in the breeze. “I thought this would be more exciting,” she complains, and I chuckle.

“It just means that our team is doing their job,” I say, scanning the trees again. I don’t really need to. I know I’ll hear anyone approaching before I see them. The pack we’re up against isn’t exactly full of silent assassins. Not like we are. “Also, we’ve only been here for like ten minutes.”

She shrugs and sits up, plucking at a strand of grass. “Doesn’t mean I can’t be bored.” A furrow appears between her brows. “Ethan said this would help me not think about… everything. But so far all I’ve done is think about it.”

I frown and abandon my post pressed up against a wooden barricade with a small window cut out of it, moving over to her. “If that’s what he promised, I should probably make sure that happens.”

She tips her head back and arches a brow at me. “Oh, yeah? How are you going to do that?”

My mouth curves into a smirk. “I have some ideas.”

Sadie returns my smirk. “Care to share?”

Dropping to my knees in front of her, I lay my gun next to hers. “I’d rather show you, omega.” I don’t miss the delicate shiver that moves over her body as I curl my hand around her neck and hold her in place as I lean forward, taking her mouth with mine.

Cherry pie with vanilla ice cream explodes on my tongue, permeates the air. Fuck, she tastes so good. I use my grip on her neck to pull her closer just slightly, and she whines. Her tongue strokes along mine as she shifts restlessly. Sweet little mewls of pleasure falling from her lips straight into mine.

This kiss is fucking perfect. I don’t think anything that came before or will come after can compare. Unless it’s when I finally kiss her sweet cunt.

I exert pressure on her neck, forcing me back until she’s spread out on the ground again, my body stretched over hers, between her thighs. My throbbing cock against her hot center. Desperate for breath and mewling, she rips her lips from mine, gasping in air as I move down her neck, scraping teeth over the skin in a way that makes her buck up under me.

Fuck being a gentleman.

How quickly that resolve melted when faced with my perfect girl writhing under me. “Logan, please,” she whimpers.

“Please what, omega?” I ask, pulling back to look at her. “What do you need?”

“Now is probably not the time to fuck,” she says breathlessly.

“Probably not,” I agree, even as I undo the button on her jeans.

“I mean, we have to protect the flag.” She leans back on her elbows, and lifts her hips, to help me pull the tight denim down.

My lips curl into a smile. “I’m gonna tell you a secret, Sadie.”

“Oh? What’s that?” My fingers press into her pale thighs, holding her open just enough to allow my nose to press against her pussy, inhaling that sweet cherry pie perfume of hers. Makes my mouth fucking water.

I look up at her, chin brushing the damp fabric of her panties. “The other team won’t even get close to our flag. They never do. In fact, we usually leave it unguarded.”

“What?” she yelps, but it ends in a moan as I lick at her clit through the fabric. Her flavor is there, but it’s not strong enough. I need fucking more. With a growl, I hook my finger under her panties and yank it to the side. Too aggressively it turns out because the lace rips and a moment later, her glistening, slick cover cunt is exposed to me.

I look up the length of her body, take in her heaving chest, flushed cheeks and parted lips. I press a kiss to her swollen clit, groaning at the flavor of her slick, the scent of her perfume heavy in the air. “We never actually guard the flag, Sade,” I say between soft kisses. “We usually just decimate anyone who stands between us and the other team’s flag.”

She moans falling fully onto her back so her hand can shoot down and lace through my hair, her hips lifting in encouragement even as she growls out, “so this was like a pity appointment. You didn’t think I could kick ass out there?”

I chuckle and scrape my teeth over her, resisting the urge to sink them deeper, harder, to bite her and claim her right fucking here. A thrill runs through me at the thought and I bite a little harder, nip at the flesh of her thighs, the crease between her leg and hip, the soft flesh under her navel.

“You undoubtedly could,” I murmur. “But Maddox knew I wanted you to myself for a bit.”

“Why whatever for, doctor?”

I pause, glancing up her body. “Do you want to play, Sadie?” If she does, I’m all for playing doctor, giving her a very thorough examination all in the name of her health and wellbeing, of course.

But if we’re going that route, I’d really like to be at home with my doctor’s bag and some of my toys. Things to help hold her open while I examine her.

She shivers and shakes her head. “Not right now. Maybe later.”

I grin. “Good girl.” I don’t miss how she gushes at my words, especially since my face is right there, ready to suck down every last drop of slick. “That’s it, mo chuisle. Give me all your slick. I want to drown in it.”

She lets out another moan, thighs squeezing in like she never wants me to leave. I don’t either. I’ll happily stay here until I die. But I pull back and snarl. “Keep your legs open, omega.”

She shivers but does as I demand, one of her hands sliding up to cup her breast through her tactical vest. She whines when it does nothing for her. The fabric too thick for her to reach her nipples through.. Fuck, I want her naked.

But I’m pretty sure my pack would kill me if I stripped her here.

I am trying to be a gentleman, dammit.

As much as I can be when I have her splayed out under me.

Which, admittedly, isn’t much.

“Good girl,” I murmur before diving back between her legs. She thrashes under me, and I have to press into her hard, holding her down as I devour her pussy. Her tight channel grasps at my fingers as I thrust two inside her, making her back arch all over again as she shakes her head at me. But she’s moaning, “yes, yes, yes,” over and over so I don’t stop.

No, instead I curl my fingers and find the patch of nerves deep inside her, stroking, stroking, stroking over it, making her scream, “oh fuck,” at the clear blue sky as she comes. A gush of slick covers my hand and my face, and I lap it up eagerly.

Sadie’s eyes are closed, a dazed smile on her lips as I pull away from her, pushing up onto my knees, to undo my pants and pull out my cock. At the clink of my belt, she opens her eyes, focusing on the stroke of my hand over my erection as she licks her lips, like she wants a taste.

Fuck, I want that too, but not as much as I want to be buried inside her.

“Present for your alpha,” I nearly bark at her, cock in hand, knot throbbing for release.

Sadie’s silver eyes go wide with shock, but she scrambles to do as I demanded, flipping over to her hands and knees, stretching her arms in front of her so her back arches beautifully with her chest nearly on the ground.

“Fucking perfect,” I murmur, running a hand over the sweet swell of her ass and then down to her dripping pussy. “Fuck, mo chuisle , you’re so fucking wet, so fucking ready for your alpha’s cock, aren’t you?”

“Yes, alpha,” she whines, wiggling her hips back and forth, as though I need the enticement. I don’t. Sadie is enticing enough as it is. “Please, Logan. I need you.”

“I can’t deny you anything, mo chuisle ,” I murmur, notching myself at her entrance, before gripping her hips.

I pause here, taking a moment to appreciate the view, to gather myself enough to be sure it’s going to be good for her.

“Logan,” she snaps at me. “ Now. ” I don’t know if she used some kind of omega bark on me, but my hips slam forward, impaling her on my cock to the hilt in one swift movement. She cries out in pleasure, and pushes back into me like it’s the best fucking thing in the world, like she can’t get me deep enough.

One thrust and I’m already panting. One thrust and my knot is already swelling, wanting to lock into her, fill her with every drop of my cum. Fuck, I want to breed her so bad.

Logically, I know she’s on birth control. Though I haven’t had the chance to research the efficacy of a birth control for a beta being used by an omega. Doesn’t change the fact that I want to keep every drop of my cum deep inside her with my knot.

But fuck no, I will not be knotting her here. My pack is good at what they do and we’ve never been defeated on the paintball field, but there’s no guarantee that someone won’t perve on us. I refuse to let anyone but my pack see her like this.

She’s fucking ours.

“Logan,” she whimpers, body trembling under me as she tries to fuck back onto my cock. “Move. Please move.” The last word comes out as a sob.

“I’ve got you, omega,” I reassure her. “Don’t worry, I’m gonna make you feel so good. Just like you’re making me feel. You’re such a good girl, such a good omega, taking your alpha’s cock so deep. Gonna fuck you now, baby. Gonna make you gush all over me.”

“Yes,” she gasps out. “Yes. Yes. Yes. Please. ”

Who am I to deny her?

I drag my hips back and out of her and slam into her again hard and fast, but it isn’t enough. I need to get closer to my omega, need to cover her, surround her.

I curl over her, my chest pressed all along the length of her back, my hands next to hers. Every inch of her is touching part of me, but it’s not enough for Sadie. She slides her hands onto the back of mine, lacing our fingers together. Fuck, I wish we had more skin touching.

Later. Later I’ll strip her down and stretch out on top of her, run my hands over every inch of her soft sweet scented skin, kiss and learn every part of her. But for now, I pull my hips back and thrust back in hard, making her cry out in pleasure.

Fuck yes. I want more of those sounds. All of them. I want her crying out like that every day for the rest of our lives.

My hips move rapidly. I’d wanted the first time with my omega to be something soft and sweet, to take my time, but this? Fuck. This is perfect too. Ass up on display. Rutting her into the ground like an animal.

My teeth ache as she arches her neck, displaying it for me, offering it without words. I’m not sure she realizes she’s doing it, but it’s the perfect display of omega submission as I impale her with my cock. Her teeth are sunk into her lower lip like she’s stopping herself from begging for my knot, my bite. My gums ache with the need. And the perfect spot for me to sink them is right fucking there.

Lips pulled back in a snarl, I slide my hand up to between her shoulder blades and press down, until her chest and cheek press into the grass, until the hunch of her shoulders hides that smooth pale column from me. I want to bite her. I do. More than fucking anything. But I don’t want to bite her here.

The new angle makes Sadie mewl in pleasure, hips working back onto me, meeting me thrust for thrust. “Yes, alpha. Oh, fuck. Please. Please. Please.”

“Please what, omega?” I snarl down at her, gone near feral with the feel of her fluttering and squeezing me, with the need to get deeper. To fill her with my cum and watch it slip down her legs when I pull out.

“Please make me cum, alpha,” she all but wails. I have the very brief thought that she’s being too loud that anyone could stroll up and see her like this speared on my cock and begging for more. And the possessive alpha part of me snarls, fuck yes. Let them see who she belongs to. Let them see she’s fucking mine and I am hers and no one will get between us.

My hands tighten on her hips to the point I know she’ll have faint bruises come tomorrow. But I can’t bring myself to stop. She wouldn’t want me to, anyway.

“You need me to touch your clit, omega,” I grunt. “You need me to flick that sweet, swollen bit of flesh?” She pants at my words then keens as I slide one of my hands around to do just as I’d asked. Rubbing and flicking and circling.

A chorus if yesses falls from her mouth, breathless and needy as I work her over, alpha pride urging me on, loving the way she’s falling apart for me.

“Look at you, mo chuisle . Look at you falling apart for your alpha, taking my cock so fucking good. Such a good omega, letting me fuck you here where anyone could see us.” I don’t know if she was already that close, but at the reminder that we’re in public, she tenses and then screams as her orgasm hits her. The tight grip of her pussy squeezes and drags me along with her.

White light explodes behind my eyes as I buck into her on instinct, wanting to force my knot into her, needing that tight grip. I just barely manage to get my hand around the hard ball at the base of my cock to squeeze and squeeze and squeeze, just like I imagine Sadie will do.

It’s not the same, but it’s enough to help me spill every drop of cum into her core, as her muscles grasp at me, trying to suck me in further, milking the length of my dick but not my knot.

I’ve knotted omegas before. We all have. Being who we are, some men in the organization thought to ingratiate themselves with us and offered the omegas in their families to us. Maybe they hoped we’d lose control and bite them, bond them and they’d secure their place in the family. It never worked. But because of that we’ve helped a fair number of omegas through their heats.

I’ve never come as hard as I just did with Sadie. Even without knotting her.

Under me, Sadie goes limp. The only thing keeping her ass upright is my lap, my hips, my hand. A trembling breath leaves her and a small smile curls her lips. “I have to say.” Her voice is hoarse from all the screaming she did. “Paintball has a lot more fucking than I thought it did.”

I chuckle and lean forward, laying my chest along her back, needing the closeness of her body even if I can’t feel all of her skin.

“Are you complaining, omega?” I ask, nuzzling my nose into her neck, inhaling the warm, sated scent wafting off of her as my alpha preens. We pleasured our mate, made her come, and now she’s a happy, lazy, sated mess. I fucking love it.

“Not at all.” Sadie’s hand reaches back to lace into my hair. “Ten out of ten. Would recommend.”

Pain explodes in my hip, along with a wet smack of paint. “Fuck!” I roar as a paintball explodes on my bare skin. I drop down, flattening Sadie to the ground, covering as much of my omega as I can. My pack will never forgive me if she gets bruised from this. Hell, I’ll never forgive myself if I got too wrapped up in fucking her and she got hurt.

Under me, Sadie tenses, the languid, sated heat of her dissipating in a moment. Thank god I didn’t knot her. It was a close fucking thing.

“Logan?” she whispers, pressing her head back to rub along my cheek. Trying to soothe me with her scent. My chest warms with adoration. I adore this woman. Mo chuisle. Literally. I’m pretty sure if anything happened to her, my heart would stop beating too.

“Hey, asshole.” I relax at the familiar voice, sagging all of my weight onto Sadie, who giggles. Fucking giggles, making her pussy clench on my cock in a way that has me groaning. “Maybe don’t fuck our omega out here in public, where anyone could see.”

“She likes it.” I nuzzle into her neck, pressing a kiss there, before lifting myself off of her. We both groan a bit as I slip from inside her, and my cum spills onto her thighs. Just like I imagined it would.

“Most gorgeous sight I’ve ever seen,” Maddox murmurs, staring down at us with his dark eyes. Sadie wiggles against the ground, and I’m not sure what she’s trying to accomplish, but all it does is make my dick hard again. A glance at Maddox tells me he’s in a similar state.

She glances over her shoulder at us before asking, “either of you gonna help me clean up?”

Maddox grins and kneels next to our omega, yanking off his glove. I think he’s going to use it to wipe her up, remove the white drips from between her thighs and I almost tell him not to, but then he’s swiping up all my cum with two fingers and fucking it back into Sadie’s pretty little pussy. She moans and bucks her hips back into his hand.

“Gotta keep it where it belongs,” he says to me and I grunt out my agreement. Fuck. I’m hard again. My cock bobbing against my abs, leaking pre-cum. My knot is already swelling, like it knows that my omega is close and I haven’t knotted her, even though I filled her up.

I might be hard until I actually knot Sadie, until I feel her lock down on me.

“Please,” Sadie pants out, pressing up like she’s going to flip around. Maddox presses his free hand between her shoulder pinning her to the ground, keeping her in a place like I had earlier as he slowly finger fucks her into another orgasm that has her panting and shivering on the ground, her perfume lingering on the air around us.

“That’s it, trouble,” he croons to her. “That’s such a good omega, gripping my fingers so fucking tight. You want every drop of Logan’s cum buried so deep in that pussy, hmm? Yeah, you do. Yeah, you fucking do. Can’t wait until your heat. We’re all gonna fill you up so good and you’ll be our good cum slut, won’t you?”

She’s limp when he’s finished, eyes drooping closed, only to snap open again to watch as Maddox licks both of us off his fingers, groaning at the combined taste. Another shiver wracks our omega.

Maddox and I lift her off the ground, holding her steady as we rearrange her clothes so she’s covered again. We don’t clean my cum from between her legs, and I fucking love the idea of that, of my seed staying right where it fucking is, buried in our omega, soaking into her panties, smearing her thighs.

Her brain’s coming back online by the time we have her fully clothed. Those pretty gray eyes focusing more, taking in the trees and the little structures meant to provide coverage. She drags her gaze over Maddox and then to me, with my cock still hanging out, my black cargo pants dropping off my hips.

A soft cry escapes her kiss-swollen lips.

“Logan!” She lunges toward me, hands hovering over my bare ass, and the bruise that’s forming there. “You’re hurt!”

I chuckle and pull my black pants up, wincing just slightly when the fabric touches the bruise. I’ve been hit with a paintball before, but never on my bare fucking skin, and that shit definitely hurts. Still, Sadie’s clearly worried about me, so I lean forward and press a kiss to her pouty mouth. “Worth it, mo chuisle. So fucking worth it.”

Her cheeks flush a pretty shade of pink, as her hand curls in my vest, pulling me a little closer to kiss me deeper, little teeth nipping at my lower lip, making me groan.

She pulls back, frowning, which I don’t like at all, but then she whirls on Maddox. “Why’d you shoot him?”

Our prime alpha grins and shrugs. “He compromised your safety to get his dick wet. A bruise on his ass is the least he deserves.”

Well, fuck, he’s not wrong.

Sadie stalks over to him, her scowl deepening. “What danger is there at a paintball field, Dox? I’m perfectly safe.”

“You’re not perfectly safe anywhere, Sadie,” he says, gently though. Not harsh like normal. “I don’t have to remind you of what we do, do I? Who we are? Being out with us, seen with us, puts a target on your back automatically.”

The fight fizzles out of our omega. “Oh, right. I-I did forget that.”

Maddox tugs her into his chest gently, wrapping his arms around her and cradling her against him, one of his big hands cupping the back of her head, like she’s the most precious thing in the world. It’s quite possible she is.

I never in a million years thought I would see Maddox Falcone be soft with anyone. And this little slip of a beta turned omega has managed it.

More footsteps sound across the ground as Luca, Ethan, and Swift come into view. Our beta has the flag, twirling it around his pointer finger. “Did they even get close?” he asks, blue eyes shining bright.

I smirk and shake my head. “Of course not.”

There isn’t a speck of paint on any of them. There never is. We’re damn good at what we do. Damn good at sneaking, hiding, laying in wait for our enemies. Damn good at taking from them before they even know we’re close.

I note the red splatter on Swift’s knuckles. It doesn’t look like thick paint. He catches me looking and arches a brow at me like, you gonna do something about it?

And the answer is, of course not. I have no fucking doubt that he hunted down the asshole who threatened our omega with violence, who propositioned and insulted her and taught him a lesson in manners. Hopefully, he didn’t actually kill him, though. The last thing we need is to deal with a pack intent on avenging one of their members.

He smirks and gives a quick shake of his head, letting me know he didn’t, in fact, kill him.

I blow out a breath as he singsongs. “She’s my ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-cherrybomb!” Sadie lifts her head from where Maddox is still cuddling her and gives him a bright smile as he stalks closer to her, inhaling deeply. “Mmm, smells like I should have offered to guard the flag with you, hmm? What did you and Logan get up to that has you smelling freshly fucked?”

Sadie’s cheeks turn a brilliant shade of pink, but she still smiles like a cat that caught the canary. “I’m pretty sure you can figure it out, Swift. And if you can’t, there is no hope for you.”

He growls and lunges at her, yanking her out of Maddox’s arms and hoisting her up. Her thighs part and wrap around his hips as he eats at her mouth. Her arms wind around his shoulders, and little moans fall from her lips onto his.

Perfect. Fucking perfect.

Maddox shifts. “Our omega’s already been fucked in public once today. Let’s not do that again, hmm?”

Swift growls at him, not pulling his mouth from Sadie’s while our girl just squeezes him tighter. Luca moves closer to them, slides his hand down her spine, making her shiver. “Come on, vixen. Let’s go rub our victory in those assholes’ faces.”

She giggles as she pulls her lips from Swift’s. It’s such a light-hearted sound that it makes my heart soar. I want her to always sound like that, to always be happy and laughing and full of our cum. That is what I want for our future with our omega. Please, let us have this. Let us have her .

She wiggles in Swift’s hold and our resident psycho lets her down slowly, keeping her close to his body. When she’s back on the ground, she smiles up at us. “Next time, I want to actually be where the action is.”

Ethan chuckles. “I think you got plenty of action where you were.”

That sweet delicate pink colors her cheeks again as she flicks her silver gaze in my direction. “I did.” She sounds pretty pleased about it too. “But I mean, I want to actually shoot some guys. You know,” she lifts her hands like she’s holding a gun and runs forward a few steps, sweeping left and right like I’m sure she’s seen swat teams do in movies. But then she draws up short, head tilting as she looks at something in the trees farther away. “Is that… Is there someone there?” The five of us go tense, snapping to attention and following her line of sight. “Were they watching us?”

No. No. No. This can’t fucking happen.

Because there in the trees is a man, wearing a mask and lifting a gun. A real fucking gun. Not one filled with paintballs.

“Sadie, get down,” Maddox roars, reaching into the back of his pants to pull out his own weapon.

Luca lunges at our girl, barreling into her as his body jerks. He tackles her to the ground and rolls, landing on top of her, protected from the bullets by a low wooden wall. I move on auto pilot, gripping the butt of my gun, lifting it to take aim.

I’m not as good of a shot as the others, but I’m good enough. Better than Swift, who prefers to get up close and personal with his victims using knives. He’s rushing toward the gunman now, a cry on his lips, blades flashing in his hands.

“Shit,” I swear, looking down at Luca and Sadie. “You got her?” I ask, knowing he does, knowing he’ll do anything to keep her safe and still needing the reassurance before I leave her.

“Yeah,” Luca says, covering the top of Saide’s head with his arm, sheltering her under his big body. “I got her. Go get them.”

I take one last look at my omega, and the chase after the others.