32. Juno

32

JUNO

Isaac had not said a word to Miles or Julian the whole drive home. Instead, he spent the entire time laser-focused on tending to Juno’s very, very minor injuries in the backseat. Every cut meticulously cleaned and every bandage applied with a kiss. By the time they arrived at the pack house, the car was a hotbox of alpha and omega pheromones.

Despite there being a lot to catch each other up on, their packmates steered clear of them. They probably had Miles to thank for that, although she suspected there was also an element of deference and respect towards their prime.

This time was for the two of them.

“Will you invite me into your nest, omega?” Isaac asked, taking her hand as they stood outside her door.

It wouldn’t be Isaac’s first time in her nest, or even the first time he would be naked in her nest, but formalities felt right for some reason.

“Yes.” Juno kissed him sweetly. “I need you,” she continued, slanting her mouth over his. “More than anything.”

Isaac muffled her surprised yelp with another kiss as he lifted her up into his arms. Her legs wrapped around his waist, ankles crossed behind his back and her forearms overlapped across his broad shoulders. Their lips never left each other as they entered her nest, falling onto the soft mattress together.

“Tell me to present for you,” Juno said, her nose grazing his ear. She felt him still, his hands pausing their glide along her waist to her hips.

“But that’s your—” Isaac faltered as his Adam’s apple moved under the perfect column of his neck. “I don’t want to remind you of them, Juno.”

Ahh, her triggers.

They were still there, of course. She would probably always bear the scars of what she had endured. But they didn’t seem as stifling as they once were. While she would probably never be ok with having her hair pulled or being spanked, watching Isaac do both those things to his betas was intensely arousing, not frightening.

But being barked at to present was a visceral, primordial desire her omega wanted from her alpha. The Zhao’s had distorted and twisted it.

She was ready to reclaim it.

“You’re not.” She kissed Isaac sweetly beneath his chin, tasting his exquisitely complex scent. “I need you to erase them from me. Every touch, every memory.” He was getting hard, pressing against her stomach and she arched against it. “Burn it away so it’s only you.”

“Juno…” He sounded so worried, so careful. It only made her more sure of her choice.

Juno reached behind her to pull her hair to one side. She lifted her chin, turning her head to reveal the one bit of skin on her neck unmarred by scarring or ink. She’d told herself in the past that she just never found the right piece for that spot. But she knew now why she had left it blank.

Because it was his.

“And I want you to bond me. Here.”

Isaac leaned in and for one heady moment she thought he was about to bite her right then and there. But all he did was lay his cheek against her, marking her with his scent like a vow.

“You and I,” he said against her skin. “I want us to be home to each other. The place we seek when we’re the most weary. The scent we crave when we’re the most afraid.”

Isaac cradled her chin and she closed her eyes and sank into his touch. “Because we have to give everything else of us to this pack,” he whispered. “Do you understand?”

This alpha.Andrew would’ve never understood that his power came from his selflessness.

Juno met his heavy eyes without fear. “Silly.” She kissed his lashes, his nose. “That’s the easy part.”

He looked genuinely confused. “What’s the hard part?”

Emotion formed a hot lump in her throat and try as she might, she couldn’t stop her voice from wavering slightly. “Being the omega you need.”

His laughter shook them both and continued as he undressed them, mapping her exposed skin with kisses. “Darling,” Isaac finally said with a shake of his head. “You’ve been doing that this whole time.”

Isaac moved away suddenly and she felt bereft. Juno sat up and leant back on her elbows, finally able to openly admire the beautiful, toned physique of her prime alpha. Her gaze stopped deliberately at his crotch, watching the way his cock grew and swayed the longer she stared. The sweet, succulent scent of her slick perfumed the air and his eyes darkened.

“You’ll tell me if anything’s too much?”

The big throbbing vein running along the underside of his cock was extremely distracting.

“Juno,” he said with a low warning tone that just made her wetter.

“It’s never too much with you,” she answered honestly. “If anything it’s never enough.”

Isaac’s chest rose and fell slowly with his deep breath.

“Present for your alpha.”

It wasn’t so much a bark as a low growl, but it was weighted with the full devastating power of Isaac’s alpha dominance. The command rippled through her body, bringing a warmth and safety she had never experienced from a bark before. Instinct set her in motion but desire was what had her turning over and pressing her cheek to the sheets. She could feel him staring, watching her expose her pussy and ass to him as a rivulet of slick ran down her leg. He didn’t move, didn’t touch, didn’t make a sound but the energy between them trembled and pulled taut. Another fresh burst of slick leaked from her heated cunt and coated her other thigh.

God, was this how it was supposed to be like all along?

“My good, beautiful, perfect omega,” Isaac murmured quietly almost to himself. Juno whimpered as her pussy clenched with need and dripped onto the bed below. Instead of the press of his cock she was expecting at her entrance, there was suddenly heat. Wetness. A strained, stuttering exhale and a roving tongue tasting her sugared offering. Slow, long licks between gentle, loving kisses. There was no rushing or ferocity, just an eternity of worship for the sake of worship. The most powerful prime she knew, brought to his knees by her. Only the tightness of his grip against her ass betrayed the tenuousness of his control.

“Shit,” Isaac cursed. His mouth left her and she felt the gentle press of his cockhead against her dripping slit. Her high whine turned into a satisfied little sigh as he penetrated her. She closed her eyes and caught the sheets between her teeth, savouring every inch as he filled her.

He got to his halfway-inflated knot and kept going, pushing until it slid inside, her pussy swallowing him greedily. He slowly pulled back until his knot popped out and only his tip was still inside her. A primal grunt and their hips were flush once again, her cunt full of him.

“Hol-y fuck.”

Isaac was fucking her, knot and all. Juno had no idea how he was doing it because she knew exactly how big it could get. Surely he wasn’t holding himself back just so he could make her come over and over.

Her first orgasm washed over her, silky and languid. He held her hips tight against him so she could come over his knot and cock, his breathing going uneven as she pulsed and twitched around him.

“Give me another one,” Isaac demanded, his voice tight as he began to move again. The same deep, long, infuriatingly slow strokes. His knot was bigger this time and each time he shoved it into her it stole her breath from her lungs. Juno felt the beginnings of another orgasm building and reached between her legs to massage her slick-covered clit. She cried out as she came, her pussy squeezing him even harder this time.

“Fuck, I can’t—”

“Cum in me,” she begged. “Let me feel you, alpha. Please. Please.”

Isaac shuddered behind her and thrust his fully swollen knot deep one last time, her walls clinging to him as he spilled into her.

He spooned her while their bodies were tied together and his wandering hands never left her soft skin. “I’m not done with you,” he whispered against her hair, the heft of his cock heavy inside her. “Not even close.”

Juno wasn’t sure if they even slept that night. The only rest she did get was when he knotted her, purring as he held her. Even then, his hands would find her hard nipples or wander down to play with her clit. Suddenly his knot would have loosened enough and she found herself sucking down his cock, refusing to stop until he’d covered her with his cum. Or having her pussy eaten until her slick ran down his chin and neck.

“Aren’t you going to fuck me?” Juno whined, fully aware of how ridiculous her question was when he was pumping his length in and out of her, filling the nest with wet slapping sounds. Because sure he was fucking her, but he wasn’t fucking her.

And she really needed him to fuck her needy pussy the way she knew Isaac could.

He chuckled and she wanted to murder him a little bit.

“I’m going to savour you.”

Isaac’s insufferably slow pace continued but he’d hooked her leg over his elbow, spreading her wider for him. Juno’s breath caught as it nudged the pleasure he was stoking within her just a little bit higher. Another slight shift and his knot ground against her clit, soaking them both with her slick.

“Always wet and ready for your alpha, aren’t you?” His hips rocked against her a little harder, his hands gripping her ass to help meet him thrust for thrust.

“We’ve been fucking for hours, Isaac, of course I’m wet,” Juno told him off crossly. He only laughed, kissing her pouty bottom lip before tugging it lightly with his teeth.

“Yet this ache in my knot won’t go away.” Blackness bled into his intense gaze as he continued to fuck her. Deeper, harder. Small, gasping sounds began to slip involuntarily from her with each press of his cock inside her. “Why is that?” Isaac’s hold on her ass tightened as he pulled her hard against him over and over, rocking her body in sync with his. His voice dropped, the vibration making her pussy flutter. “Why can’t I stop fucking you?”

“Because I don’t want you to,” she whispered.

Juno’s control had slipped bit by bit into her alpha’s capable hands until she was lost. She wasn’t alone though, her desperate cries joined by his deep grunts of exertion as he rutted hard into her. Bruising, punishing and everything she had been begging for.

Because she would always get what she needed when it came to Isaac (he would never leave her wanting), and soon she was coming so hard her soul left her body momentarily. White hot burning liquor down her throat, chased with a kiss that left her pressed against a leather seat in a dark corner. A hand found the edge of her short, tight skirt and wandered beneath.

Juno had no idea how his scent could’ve ever been anything but the pussy-soaking experience it was now.

Finally, his knot slid home inside her again and he was filling and flooding her, again.

“Fuck,” Isaac swore, pushing her hair off her face so he could kiss her forehead, temple, cheek and lips. He stayed there, his breath coming out in hard pants. “What are you doing to me?”

“What are you doing to me?” Juno shot back straight away before a tired, happy smile broke out on her face. It matched Isaac’s exactly. She loved these lulls. Knotted together, the pheromone-charged fire within them doused for a small while as they kissed or talked about nothing in particular.

Soon it was the quietest part of the night, or rather, almost day. Their night together had not been a race to the finish line but a marathon, their bodies exploring all the ways to love each other. They lay entwined kissing and scent marking each other, as if the nest wasn’t already overflowing with spices, sweetness and velvet.

“You know with Miles, there’s always been a push and pull between us,” Isaac was saying. “Julian lets go and gives me everything willingly. I thought that was all I needed and truthfully, more than enough.” He was tracing the pale slightly-bumpy stretch marks on her hips. She was pretty sure he wasn’t aware he was doing it and tucked her bemused smile away.

“But you make me want to earn your surrender. To be worthy of you. And when I finally do, it makes me feel…”

“Feel what?” she said softly, watching the gentle rise and fall of his bare chest.

“Invincible.”

She smoothed his hair back and traced the proud line of his nose with a fingertip.

“Claim me, Isaac.”

She wanted everything. To feel him within her very bones. The way only a prime alpha could with his bonded omega. Utterly consumed, without boundaries and without end.

He rose up over her, his palm coasting up along her belly, between her breasts before finding her throat. His fingers outlined the fading scars of her old bondmarks and his lips gave them the grace she’d never given herself. For better or worse, they would always be a part of who she was and Isaac loved her entirely.

He placed her palm on his neck, lifting his chin for her. “You first,” he said with a crooked smile.

The first taste of his blood seared through her. She bit down harder, possessiveness hammering insistently behind every pulse of her heart. A queen and her war drum, and as their delicate bond formed, she could feel his own steadfast beat running counterpoint to hers. He let out a muffled groan into her hair as she released him, licking away the beads of red that rose up out of the fresh bite mark.

Isaac placed both hands on either side of her face, handling her like something sacred. Juno felt the graze of his nose, then his lips, before his teeth broke through her flesh. Pain quickly gave way to bliss as he thundered through her blood, their bond flooding to life.

There was so much of his love. Like diving deep and floating weightless, surrounded by clear water lit only by golden sunbeams. A place without time or meaning, only the unassailable sensation of his devotion. For a moment, the entire world quieted as Isaac and Juno sank to a place with only the two of them.

“Mine,” she whispered.

“And you’re mine.”

They found each other — prime alpha and omega, Isaac and Juno — as the final hollow parts within her became whole.