Chapter 19

"Thank you, Toronto!" Zane screams into the mic. "We are Tattered Souls, and we wish you a good fucking night!"

The crowd goes wild as we exit the stage. I'm dripping with sweat, my heart is racing with adrenaline, and I really need to work this off. I'm feeling twitchy, and there's only one thing that helps.

"Where's Jade?" Zane asks Gianna as we step backstage.

"One of the security guards brought her back to the dressing room to wait while you do VIP. People will be heading there now. You have enough time to have a breather, but that's it. We gotta go. Not to men—"

"No," I cut her off, shaking my head as dread fills me. I look to Zane and Griffin. "I—I can't do VIP right now." They look at me with understanding.

Zane curses. "Okay, Griffin, you head to VIP, hang with the fans, and when we're done, we'll meet you there."

"No." Gianna shakes her head. "Your father is here. He wants a meeting with you and your brother."

"Are you fucking kidding me right now?" Zane growls. "Of all the times that bastard kept his distance, he wants to see me right fucking now? Well, fuck him."

Gianna's eyes widen. "He is the owner of this label. He's your boss, might I remind you. Do not make this harder than it needs to be. You"re already on thin ice," she warns.

I'm starting to sweat for a different reason. My blood is pumping, my cock is aching... I need relief. I feel like I'm going out of my mind. Everything is too loud.

"Fucking hell," Zane growls. "Fine, Griffin, you take Everett back to the dressing room. Help him out, and then I'll meet you both after I'm done with the two assholes." He grabs the back of my head and kisses me hard.

"Be a good boy, Rett," he growls before turning around and storming away. I'm momentarily shocked. We've never been one for PDA. There's been rumors in the media about us, but never any concrete proof. It's not that we're ashamed of our love. It's just we didn't want Jade to see us outed on the news and think we didn't choose her too. Because even if we were together, she was a part of that too.

"Whatever you need to do can wait until after VIP. You three have caused enough trouble with the stunts you've pulled over the past few days. Let's go," Gianna demands before leaving.

"Griffin." I grab his arm, pulling back. "I can't go into a room full of fans. I'm ready to snap."

He gives me a conflicted look. "How about this? Go back to the dressing room and take a bit of the edge off. I'll go see the fans, and when Zane gets back, I'll come help you. Then, when we're done, we can go back to the meet and greet, okay?"

"Why did they have to do two?" I growl, feeling antsy, my skin crawling. "Soundcheck should have been good enough."

"I know." He grabs the back of my head and places his forehead to mine. "But there's nothing we can do about that now. I'll talk to Gianna and see if we can keep meet and greets to only before the shows. For now, go take the edge off."

"Fuck, fine," I growl. I don't kiss him because the moment his lips are on mine, I'd be ripping his clothes off. So, I give his hand a squeeze before heading to the dressing room.

When I get there, I'm mere seconds away from hyperventilating. I fucking hate feeling like this.

I love sex just as much as the next person, but it becomes an inconvenience when it's the only thing that can bring me down when I'm high on emotions.

I'm normally not this affected, but other than the quick blow job from Griffin before the show, I haven't had sex since the night we took Jade.

Being around Jade and her peaches and cream scent has been driving me fucking mad. It's been so damn hard to keep my composure and not give away the fact that she's our scent match.

I know we agreed to keep it to ourselves for now, to allow Jade to choose to be with us on her own, but I don't know how much longer I'm going to last.

When I'm in the same room as her, I want to devour her. I want to pin her against the wall and fuck her until her cunt is choking my cock.

With my mind all jumbled, I seem to have forgotten the fact that Jade was brought back to the dressing room, and I curse to myself when I see her sitting on the couch. She's the last person I need to be around right now.

She sees me when I walk in and jumps to her feet with the biggest smile. "Everett." She rushes over. "Oh my God, that was awesome. You guys were amazing. The screaming fans, the light effects, the way I could feel the sound of the bass vibrating in my chest... God, it's addicting. I think I'm going to enjoy going to more of these," she laughs.

Giving her a tight smile, I move away from her, her scent already invading my nose. My cock presses against my pants to the point that it's painful. Precum leaks, soaking my jeans. I close my eyes, taking a few deep breaths.

Get yourself under control, man. It's just sex. Go into the damn bathroom and rub one out.

I think I'm past the point where jerking off is going to be enough.

"Everett, are you okay?" Jade's voice is laced with concern. "You don't look so good."

"I'm fine," I grit out, running a hand through my hair. "I'm just on edge. Sometimes, it's a lot, you know?"

"Yeah." She nods. "I can see that. It looks very overwhelming. Is there anything I can do for you? Do you need a water, something to eat?"

"No," I snap, instantly feeling like shit for talking to her like that. "No, thank you. That"s not what I need."

I start to pace, debating on going into the bathroom. What would she think if she heard me in there? Would she be creeped out? God, I feel sick right now. I need Zane or Griffin. Fuck, I need her, but I can't have her. All these feelings and emotions swimming in my head are making me go fucking mad!

"Where's Zane and Griffin? Could they help?" Jade tries again, not seeming to be put off by my outburst.

"No." I shake my head hard. "No, they're busy. I can deal with this myself."

"Deal with what?" Her brows furrow as she steps forward, moving to put a hand on my arm, not seeming to grasp she"s approaching the equivalent of a wild animal on the edge right now.

I grab her wrist as a slow, rumbling growl emits from my chest, and her eyes widen in shock. "Don't touch me." Hurt flashes across her face. She thinks it's because I don't want her, but it's the complete opposite.

"I'm sorry," she whispers, cheeks heating with a mix of hurt and embarrassment, trying to pull her wrist from my grasp. But I don't let it go.

"It's not that I don't want you to touch me, Jade. It's that I want you, so fucking much. I'm so tightly wound that I feel like I'm ready to snap. I need to take the edge off, but the guys aren"t here."

"Take the edge off? Like drugs? Do you need a drink?" she asks, looking confused. "As much as I don't like the idea, if it will help, I can find you something."

"Not that. That"s not what I need." She doesn't understand. Those are the last things I need right now.

"Then what? Please, Everett. I don't like seeing you like this. You"re hurting, and I hate it. I want to help," she pleads helplessly.

You. What I need is you. Your mouth, your hands, your touch. Your pussy wrapped around my cock. "You can't help with what I need." My hold on her wrist tightens as I start to back us toward the wall.

Her breath hitches, eyes widening but not in fear. A burst of her peaches and cream perfume fills the air, and I can smell her slick gushing from her pussy. My chest heaves as a feral growl leaves my throat.

"What do you need, Everett?" she asks again, this time, her voice is thick with lust, and fuck me, she's pushing me closer to the edge.

"Sex," I grit out. "I need sex. It's the only thing that calms me down when I'm this hyped up."

"Then use me," she breathes, pupils dilating. "Let me help you."

I go deadly still, the only sound is the pounding of my blood rushing in my ears. "You don't know what you"re asking for, Jade," I state, deadly calm. "This isn't how I want our first time to be."

"This is my body, my choice." She gives me a bit of that sass we all love. "And I'm choosing to help you. Please, Everett. Fuck me. Knot me. I want you to."

This woman, she's going to be the death of me. Her scent grows thicker, and it's taking every last ounce of my willpower not to take her right here, right now. Any second, I'm going to break.

"I can't do sweet; I can't do slow right now, Jade. I can't make our first time like it's supposed to be, like you deserve. If we do this, it will be rough; I could end up hurting you," I warn.

She gives me a slow smirk, her free hand reaching down between us. She palms my thick, aching cock and squeezes. "Good thing I don't like it sweet or slow, Everett. Believe it or not, I'm a dirty fucking girl. Anything you want to do to me, I can promise you, I'd fucking love it."

And just like that, any hopes of leaving her untouched are gone.

She gasps as I drop to my knees, grabbing her jeans and practically ripping them off her body, taking away her panties, too. I'm on my feet in a flash, pulling my cock out and grabbing her by the back of the thighs. She quickly wraps her arms around my neck. Good, she better hold on because it's going to be one hell of a ride.

Her eyes, filled with need, bore into mine as I crush her against the wall. Gripping her hips, I adjust her so that her dripping pussy presses against the tip of my cock, and then I'm shoving her down, impaling her in one rough thrust.

Her eyes widen, brows pinching, mouth parting on a scream as her nails claw into my shoulders.

Somehow, I'm able to stop, just for a moment, as we stare into each other"s eyes. Her pussy is warm, tight, and so fucking wet, gushing for me. It hits me that I'm finally inside her.

This is my Jade, my Tiny. My everything. My fucking omega. "Mine," I snarl.

Digging my fingers into her hips hard enough to leave bruises, I pull all the way back before thrusting back in.

Her eyes roll as she screams again. The sound of her sweet cries of pleasure turns me feral.

I start to rut into her, grunting and growling. It feels so fucking good, too good. I could live inside her forever.

"Mine," I snarl. "Mine, mine, mine."

"Yours," she whimpers. "Oh fuck, Everett. God, yes. You feel so fucking good. Oh shit!"

"So good," I groan. "Such a good omega. Taking my cock so well. Fuck, Jade, I'm splitting you in fucking two. This pussy is everything."

"Kiss me," she begs, eyes pleading with me.

My lips crash against hers, swallowing her moan as my tongue slips into her mouth. Our tongues tangle together in a heated, messy kiss. She bites my lip, and I growl, tasting blood. It only has me fucking her harder, kissing her deeper.

With every thrust of my hips, my cock glides against her inner walls. I slowly feel the uncontrollable need for sex disappear, replaced by pure raw need for this woman and only her.

"Oh, fuck," she sobs. "I'm close, Everett. Please, alpha. Please, don't stop."

Hearing her call me alpha is the last straw. "Take it, omega. Take my fucking cock. Be a good girl and use that pretty cunt to strangle it."

"Knot," she pants out, eyes frantic. "I need your knot. Please, please."

And now she's begging for my knot? Have I died and gone to heaven? If so, I'm more than happy to stay here.

She's so wet, her slick running down my cock, over my knot to coat both of our thighs.

Her legs are locked around me, and she uses her strength to try to fuck herself on my cock, needing more. I can feel her walls quivering around my length. She's close, and I want nothing more than to see her break apart in my arms before putting her back together.

And to fill her with my knot and cum.

We kiss again, and it's just as dirty as before. My body hums with pleasure, feeling like it"s too much and I can't get enough at the same time.

She's my everything, my heart, my life, my entire fucking world. I feel whole for the first time in my life. I get it now, the overwhelming need Zane has for her. This poor girl doesn't stand a chance.

We agreed to two months, but there's no way she's ever going to be able to get away from us. We will follow her to the ends of the earth.

"You want my knot?" I ask with a growl. "Then fucking take it."

On the next thrust, I tighten my hold on her, pulling her down hard. She screams in pleasure as my knot pushes inside her before popping into place.

And then we're falling over the edge together. "Everett!" she screams my name as her pussy suffocates me, and it's the most beautiful music to my ears. She cums, her body trembling in my arms as my cock erupts inside her.

Rope after rope of warm sticky release ejects from my twitching cock, my cum filling her pussy up. My knot is meant to keep cum from escaping, but there"s so damn much that I feel some of it leaking out, unable to stay inside. There's just too much.

I've never came so hard in my life. My head is dizzy and my body feels like it's floating. But it's not enough. I need more. I need to keep her, make her mine forever. The need to mark her, bite her, is the only thing on my mind right now.

"Mine," I manage to grunt as we gasp for air, our climaxes at their peaks.

My mouth finds her neck, teeth aching to sink inside her soft flesh and officially make her my omega. I'm about to do just that, when a sharp pain bursts along my scalp as someone grabs a handful of my hair and yanks my head back, stopping me before I get the chance.

My eyes flick over to see who's standing in the way of me claiming my omega, ready to rip their heads off.

I lock eyes with ones that tell me he's seconds away from hiding my body where no one can find it. "Bite my fucking omega," a low and dangerous, feral growl leaves Calvin. "And I'll kill you."