Chapter Eight
She stole my breath the moment she walked out of the salon, burning red curls and a pretty pink sundress that clung to her every curve.
She humbled me when she sought me out the moment another Alpha made her feel uncomfortable. She broke me wide open when she returned my kiss, her passion pouring into me.
"Your mother will drive with Owen," I say as I lead her out of City Hall, my hand on the small of her back.
"Why?" she asks, looking up at me.
"Because I will throw up if I have to share a car with the two of you," her mother chips in. "I can taste the sexual tension from back here."
My omega blushes beautifully while I chuckle.
"I am taking Dehlia out to lunch," Owen proclaims. "Neither of us want to be in the house with you two for the next couple of hours."
"Whatever suits you," I reply, opening the door and helping Bella into the seat.
I watch as her sundress rises high on her creamy thighs, blue marks where my fingers held her open earlier peeking out. Fuck. This woman is going to be the death of me.
"We'll see you later," I say to Owen and Bella's mother before making my way to the driver's side.
We barely make it out of the city limits when my control finally snaps. I can smell her slick and hear her harsh breathing in the confines of the vehicle. It's almost too much for me to bear.
"Bella," I say lowly, drawing her attention to me. "I need you to calm down. I need to focus on driving."
"You know I can't control my body's reaction to an Alpha."
"Is that all it is?" I ask fighting to disguise the disappointment I feel but don't understand.
She remains quiet for so long that I think she won't answer.
"No," she says, undoing her seatbelt and turning to face me. "I keep replaying last night in my head. I wonder what it would've been like if I hadn't fought you, if I submitted to you freely."
A groan falls from my lips at the idea of her submitting to me. Using my left hand, I adjust my painful erection behind the confines of my black dress pants, her gaze tracking my every move.
"It still would have hurt," I reply honestly. "I'm not a gentle man. I never have been, and I probably never will be."
She stares at me, and I can see the gears in her head turning. Twice, she opens her mouth to speak but closes it again, keeping her thoughts to herself.
"You can say whatever you want," I say. "We will need some time to get to know one another and the easiest way to do that is to speak our minds."
A deep blush colors her cheeks, extending down her throat and chest before disappearing beneath the neckline of her pretty pink dress. Her breasts heave with every breath she takes, making concentrating on the road a chore.
"I don't think I want gentle," she whispers, looking up at me from beneath her lashes. "I liked the edge of pain."
"Fuck," I mutter, pressing down on the accelerator. "Put your fucking seatbelt on."
She complies before speaking. "Is that wrong?"
"Not one bit. But you can't say shit like that while I'm driving," I reply, my hands tight on the wheel as I glare at the road. "I'm liable to pull over and fuck you on the hood of this car."
Silence descends on us before she giggles. And that sound goes right to the soul I swear I didn't have.
****
Bella
We drive the next five minutes in silence. I should be worried about the speed, but I can't find it in me. All I can think of is Aiden fucking me on the hood of his car.
Far out of the city, a house looms on a hill. The moment we reach the gate it opens automatically, and he navigates the long drive before we reach a set of garage doors. Once inside, Aiden moves so quickly that if I wasn't seeing it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have thought it possible.
Once my door is open, he undoes my seatbelt before lifting me out. He places me on the warm hood of the car, my legs wrapped around his hips.
"You like the idea of me fucking you on this car, I smelled the deluge of arousal when I said it."
His hands push the straps of my dress down my arms, exposing the strapless white lace bra I am wearing beneath. His finger traces my nipple through the material, sending a shiver through my body.
A door opens to the side and both our gazes snap in that direction to find Zion standing there, watching us intently. His nostrils flare, my omega scent already flooding the area. His gaze works over my face before descending to my heaving breasts. His hungry expression sends another jolt of lust through my system, and I can't fight the mewling sound that falls from my lips.
I rub my covered sex against Aiden's hard cock.
Aiden grabs my face harshly, forcing me to look at him. Rage is painted across his features.
"Do you want to fuck my brother?" he asks angrily.
"No." I shake my head as much as I can in his grasp. "But I like the way he looks at me."
A growl rattles deep in his chest before he tweaks my nipple harshly, drawing a moan from me.
"Come closer, little brother," he says, never taking his gaze off me. "My omega wants you to watch me fuck her."
I hear footsteps crossing the cement floor of the garage until Zion stands beside us. I never take my gaze off Aiden, waiting to see what he will do next, and he doesn't disappoint. Pulling the lace cups of my bra down, he bares my breasts to both of their gazes, the nipples turgid little pebbles, the heavy weight falling free from its confines.
"I'll kill you if you touch her without my permission, brother or not," Aiden murmurs before pulling my left nipple into his mouth. He sucks harshly before biting me and letting go with a pop. He stares at me intently. "And you I will tear apart if you even think of letting another man near you without my say."
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Chapter Eight
Aiden
She stole my breath the moment she walked out of the salon, burning red curls and a pretty pink sundress that clung to her every curve.
She humbled me when she sought me out the moment another Alpha made her feel uncomfortable. She broke me wide open when she returned my kiss, her passion pouring into me.
"Your mother will drive with Owen," I say as I lead her out of City Hall, my hand on the small of her back.
"Why?" she asks, looking up at me.
"Because I will throw up if I have to share a car with the two of you," her mother chips in. "I can taste the sexual tension from back here."
My omega blushes beautifully while I chuckle.
"I am taking Dehlia out to lunch," Owen proclaims. "Neither of us want to be in the house with you two for the next couple of hours."
"Whatever suits you," I reply, opening the door and helping Bella into the seat.
I watch as her sundress rises high on her creamy thighs, blue marks where my fingers held her open earlier peeking out. Fuck. This woman is going to be the death of me.
"We'll see you later," I say to Owen and Bella's mother before making my way to the driver's side.
We barely make it out of the city limits when my control finally snaps. I can smell her slick and hear her harsh breathing in the confines of the vehicle. It's almost too much for me to bear.
"Bella," I say lowly, drawing her attention to me. "I need you to calm down. I need to focus on driving."
"You know I can't control my body's reaction to an Alpha."
"Is that all it is?" I ask fighting to disguise the disappointment I feel but don't understand.
She remains quiet for so long that I think she won't answer.
"No," she says, undoing her seatbelt and turning to face me. "I keep replaying last night in my head. I wonder what it would've been like if I hadn't fought you, if I submitted to you freely."
A groan falls from my lips at the idea of her submitting to me. Using my left hand, I adjust my painful erection behind the confines of my black dress pants, her gaze tracking my every move.
"It still would have hurt," I reply honestly. "I'm not a gentle man. I never have been, and I probably never will be."
She stares at me, and I can see the gears in her head turning. Twice, she opens her mouth to speak but closes it again, keeping her thoughts to herself.
"You can say whatever you want," I say. "We will need some time to get to know one another and the easiest way to do that is to speak our minds."
A deep blush colors her cheeks, extending down her throat and chest before disappearing beneath the neckline of her pretty pink dress. Her breasts heave with every breath she takes, making concentrating on the road a chore.
"I don't think I want gentle," she whispers, looking up at me from beneath her lashes. "I liked the edge of pain."
"Fuck," I mutter, pressing down on the accelerator. "Put your fucking seatbelt on."
She complies before speaking. "Is that wrong?"
"Not one bit. But you can't say shit like that while I'm driving," I reply, my hands tight on the wheel as I glare at the road. "I'm liable to pull over and fuck you on the hood of this car."
Silence descends on us before she giggles. And that sound goes right to the soul I swear I didn't have.
****
Bella
We drive the next five minutes in silence. I should be worried about the speed, but I can't find it in me. All I can think of is Aiden fucking me on the hood of his car.
Far out of the city, a house looms on a hill. The moment we reach the gate it opens automatically, and he navigates the long drive before we reach a set of garage doors. Once inside, Aiden moves so quickly that if I wasn't seeing it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have thought it possible.
Once my door is open, he undoes my seatbelt before lifting me out. He places me on the warm hood of the car, my legs wrapped around his hips.
"You like the idea of me fucking you on this car, I smelled the deluge of arousal when I said it."
His hands push the straps of my dress down my arms, exposing the strapless white lace bra I am wearing beneath. His finger traces my nipple through the material, sending a shiver through my body.
A door opens to the side and both our gazes snap in that direction to find Zion standing there, watching us intently. His nostrils flare, my omega scent already flooding the area. His gaze works over my face before descending to my heaving breasts. His hungry expression sends another jolt of lust through my system, and I can't fight the mewling sound that falls from my lips.
I rub my covered sex against Aiden's hard cock.
Aiden grabs my face harshly, forcing me to look at him. Rage is painted across his features.
"Do you want to fuck my brother?" he asks angrily.
"No." I shake my head as much as I can in his grasp. "But I like the way he looks at me."
A growl rattles deep in his chest before he tweaks my nipple harshly, drawing a moan from me.
"Come closer, little brother," he says, never taking his gaze off me. "My omega wants you to watch me fuck her."
I hear footsteps crossing the cement floor of the garage until Zion stands beside us. I never take my gaze off Aiden, waiting to see what he will do next, and he doesn't disappoint. Pulling the lace cups of my bra down, he bares my breasts to both of their gazes, the nipples turgid little pebbles, the heavy weight falling free from its confines.
"I'll kill you if you touch her without my permission, brother or not," Aiden murmurs before pulling my left nipple into his mouth. He sucks harshly before biting me and letting go with a pop. He stares at me intently. "And you I will tear apart if you even think of letting another man near you without my say."
His words confuse me but ignite me all the same. Why the fuck is that so hot? I should be terrified of the possessiveness, the stark truth in his words. But I'm not. No, my pussy flutters, begging to be filled, to feel his knot inside me.
"Aiden," I moan, throwing my head back and offering him all the access he could want or need.
"Good girl," he praises, his hand resting against my throat.
I hear material rend when he rips my pretty dress down the middle. I would complain in a normal situation, I really like that dress, but right now I am too lost in my need for him to give a single flying fuck.
"I can smell her," Zion murmurs beside me. "I've never smelled an omega before."
"Her pussy is dripping with slick, it's already running down the hood of my car," Aiden supplies, touching me through my lace panties. "Such a pretty, needy little omega cunt."
He pushes the material inside me as his fingers thrust shallowly into my sex. I'm learning that I love every filthy thing he does to me. He is my first sexual experience and even though the first time was a little less than perfect, I can't imagine another man touching me. Not even another Alpha.
I lie flat on the hood, closing my eyes and enjoying the sensations of everything he is doing to me while his brother watches. A harsh slap lands on my pussy, a surprised shout falling from my lips.
"Eyes open, omega," Aiden demands. "Watch my brother. He is losing his mind with the need to fuck his first omega pussy." He slaps me again. "But it won't be this omega cunt."
I turn my head and stare at Zion. All his muscles are taut, bulging beneath his t-shirt. His cock is pointing straight at me from the confines of his grey sweatpants.
Aiden rips my underwear from my body. I don't have time to prepare before his mouth is against my sex, his tongue lapping up my slick while moaning. My right hand tangles in his hair, holding him in place while I grind my sex against his face. Zion runs a hand over his erection, his gaze jumping from my breasts to where his brother licks and nibbles me before returning to my tits.
"Brother," Zion moans. "It's too much."
Aiden chuckles against my sex. He bites the inside of my thigh, thrusting three thick fingers inside my weeping channel.
"Show Bella your cock, Zion," he commands.
In a flash his sweats are lowered enough for his erection to spring free. The length and girth having me sucking in a breath. It's only the second cock I have ever seen but no less impressive than Aiden's. A pearl of whiteish cum clings to the tip and I can't help but lick my lips as I stare at it.
Aiden uses the fingers inside me to punish the action, thrusting harder than before. Not that I mind, the edge of pain drawing my orgasm out of me even faster. He must realize it because he rips his fingers from inside me before shoving them into my mouth. I taste my own muskiness right before he spears me with his erection. I moan indecently around his fingers, loving the perfect feel of him filling me.
My gaze shifts back to Zion as my pleasure skyrockets. Madness shines in his eyes as he harshly works his hand over his erection staring at me. I feel beautiful and wanted, powerful even. It's a strange and heady feeling.
Aiden thrusts harshly, his fingers in my mouth while his other hand harshly gropes my breast. Zion makes a strangled noise in his throat as a tear slips down my cheek, the pleasure overwhelming me. Zion's hand moves faster as Aiden's thrusts become erratic, more forceful, and less measured. A scream tears from within me when Aiden stills, pumping me full of cum and setting his knot in place. My orgasm crests over me like a wave before crashing down on me, dragging me under.
Zion curses as his own orgasm bursts forth, landing on the floor beside the car. All three of us breathe heavily in the large interior of the garage. Aiden smiles at me, grinding his knot inside me, drawing little aftershocks out of me, and I can't help but smile in return.
"You're both nuts," Zion says before stomping away.