ChapterTwenty
Briar
The baby shower was tonight, and I had so much nervous energy I couldn’t figure out what to do with myself. I’d already sent half the guys running to their respective rooms, and at this point, only Beckham remained. To be fair, we hadn’t seen Tallon and Wells all morning. They might have been strong enough to withstand Hurricane Briar.
As I paced back to the kitchen with no real purpose in mind, I heard Beckham chuckle.
“I promise you that whatever you’ve conjured up in your mind, it’s not accurate,” he called out. “My parents may be assholes about betas, but they won’t make this torturous.”
“And I get to see Liam,” I agreed, latching onto that. I forced myself to stop pacing even though it was hard. “Speaking of your brother, where are Tallon and Wells?” They were forever disappearing for hours at a time, and other than fucking, I had no clue what they could be up to. I had no issue with them taking time together, whether that was spent naked or not, but I’d definitely gotten curious.
“In the gym if I had to guess. It’s on the floor below us,” he said like that wasn’t brand new information for me.
“Gym?” I questioned, and he winced.
“Shit, sorry. There’s a whole gym and sauna on the floor below this. It’s not general access, just ours. You can take the elevator down if you hit the button for twenty-two.”
“That sounds like a good distraction,” I joked. “Shirtless tattooed men, with sweat glistening on those muscles? Sign me the fuck up.”
“They are quite impressive,” he agreed, adjusting himself. “While you do that, I think I’ll find me an alpha. I need some… self-care.”
“Ellis is pretending to work. Interrupt him,” I said with a grin. “Have fun!” We both chuckled as the doors closed. I had half a mind to follow him, but Wells and Tallon had both been a bit on edge the last few days. For being an alpha, Wells was a bit too in-tuned with all of our emotions. An empath of sorts for his mates. With Tallon’s parents coming tonight, I knew he probably needed a distraction to help keep him out of trouble.
The sound of methodical hits filled the hall when I stepped out of the elevator. It smelled like sweat, pheromones, and leather, a combination that I was oddly turned on by.
I pushed open the door and started to watch Tallon kick and punch a large punching bag while Wells held it steady, his eyebrows furrowed and worried.
Neither turned my way, so I settled on the weight bench nearby and let them finish their session. It was incredible how much power was behind each one of his hits. He clearly wasn’t handling the impending dinner well, and now I wished we hadn’t invited them at all. He’d explained a bit about them when we first talked, but the guys gave me their perspectives as well. Each story had me hating them almost as much as I hated Vivian.
The fact that his parents couldn’t see his worth was infuriating. He was a successful businessman in Graham’s company, a member of a well-rounded pack, and he’d made sure he was just as strong as our alpha counterparts. I was glad he was starting to see it. Between our game nights and generally spending time together as a pack, he’d calmed a lot of his pent-up anger. Though now that I was witnessing this, I was wondering if a large part of that was thanks to his workouts with Wells.
When he stopped slamming his fists into the bag, he was breathing heavily. But then he moved faster than I would have thought possible right now. He shoved the punching bag aside, practically tackling Wells in a kiss. My pussy throbbed at the sight, wanting to join in, but I was also teetering on the edge of wanting to see where this went.
“As much as I’d love to watch this unfold, I don’t want to be a creeper,” I called out, startling both men. “Unless you want a third? Otherwise, I can just leave.” A hint of vulnerability hit me, but I tried to keep it under wraps. It was hard coming into a fully functioning and committed pack. They all had their own relationships, and I didn’t want to assume I was part of any of it, nor did I want to stop them from having a moment if they needed it.
“Don’t you dare leave,” Tallon growled, stalking away over to me. He pulled me to my feet gentler than I expected before putting his hands on either side of my face and claiming my mouth. His kiss was aggressive and fierce, dominating me until I melted under his attention. He tasted and teased every inch of my mouth, our tongues dueling for control that he wasn’t about to give up.
The sound of shuffling mats had us breaking apart, and I looked over as I gasped for air. Wells was dragging over a stack of workout mats and laying out a layer of fresh towels and sheets.
“Don’t worry. We sanitize these after every workout,” he called out.
“Come on, little omega. Let us work out some of this extra energy,” Tallon practically begged.
“I thought you’d never ask,” I said, suddenly shy.
He chuckled, low and raspy. “God, you’re perfect. You don’t know what you do to us.” He gently guided my hand lower until I gripped his hard cock through his basketball shorts. It was always a boost to my confidence when I watched one of them fall apart or unravel their control for me.
“I have a few ideas about how we can handle this,” I teased, stepping back to throw my clothes aside piece by piece. They watched every article of clothing drop to the floor with hungry eyes. Ever since we’d all gotten more serious, I hadn’t faltered in my confidence even as my belly grew. They had made it clear I was just as sexy to them, and I loved them for that.
“So do I,” Wells rumbled as he stepped up and pulled me closer. His kiss was just as possessive, though a bit gentler than Tallon’s. His hand trailed over my hip before he gripped a handful of my ass. “You ever been fucked here, Briar?” I swallowed hard when I realized what he was asking.
“No,” I answered, but based on the fresh wave of pleasure coursing through me at the thought, I definitely wasn’t against it. “But I’m willing. Just be gentle with me.”
“Always,” Tallon promised as he opened a bottle behind me.
I turned, surprised. “You keep lube waiting in the gym?” I asked with a laugh.
“We fuck down here. Often,” Tallon snarked.
“And if he wants to fuck me, he has to use plenty of lube. I’m not looking to walk like a cowboy for a week every time he needs to get out his rage,” he joked, surprising me even more.
“God, don’t give me all these mental images,” I whined. My hand trailed down to my pussy and pressed into my clit, needing relief. They didn’t argue or stop me. Instead, they let my head fall back as I circled my clit and pleasured myself, the thought of them fucking playing in my head.
“Fuck. I don’t know if I should stop her and help or watch,” Tallon said. I glanced over to see him licking his lips and shedding his clothes, stroking his cock in time with the teasing of my hand. Pleasure thrummed through my body, and with a few more swirls of my fingers, I was coming. I cried out, the sound turning into a whine when my pussy clenched around nothing.
“Well, that was sexy as fuck,” Wells declared before he stalked over and picked me up. He carried me over and deposited me on the makeshift bed. It was cozier than I expected, and I got comfortable, letting my knees fall open to show them my glistening pussy. Wells grabbed my wrist and brought my wet digits to his mouth, sucking every ounce of cum from them with a satisfied groan. “I need more.” A breath later, he was between my thighs, tongue fucking me like it was his job. I nearly cried as he ate me out, my fingers dancing over my nipples while Tallon stroked his cock, watching us with hooded eyes. He smirked when he noticed me watching him in return, coming over and picking up his pace, rapidly fucking his fist while I lost my mind. Between the sight of him and the sensations Wells was awakening in my body, I was at the edge of my orgasm. Before I could come, he slowed, letting the pleasure ebb away before expertly rebuilding it all over again. He was edging me with a precision and skill I had never experienced before, and I was writhing and moaning under him, unashamed to let them hear me come undone.
This was all because of them after all. It was all for them. There were still bonds to make and a future to be had between us all, but this was something I could give them now, a representation of my feelings for them and the closeness I wanted between us, always.
“Fuck,” Tallon cursed as he painted my breasts with his cum, those hungry eyes of his focused on Wells between my thighs. Hearing Tallon, Wells finally let me come, and my back arched as I rode his face through the most intense orgasm I’d had in a long fucking time. My vision blurred, and my entire body shook with the aftershocks.
Wells moved to his knees, eyes on the sticky mess on my chest. I expected him to clean me, sure, but I hadn’t expected he’d do so with his tongue. He kept his eyes on me as he slowly trailed his tongue over every drop of cum on my breasts. Fuck, if it wasn’t the sexiest thing I’d ever witnessed.
“I’m going to take your spot, omega,” Wells said once he’d finished, helping me sit up so that he could lock his mouth to mine. I could taste the mix of my and Tallon’s cum on his tongue, which was something I never knew I’d needed before this moment. Who the fuck was I right now?
Once he was satisfied, he helped me stand up, leading me a few steps away to make room for our lover. Wells laid down in my spot, his cock jutting into the air, leaking precum. “Climb on, omega.” There was a challenge in his tone, and no part of me was about to miss out on that one.
I carefully climbed onto his lap with Tallon’s help since this big baby bump didn’t make it easy to move around, then the moment I straddled his hips, I lifted up and sank down onto his dick. He had a monster of a cock, so I moved slowly, taking him inch by inch. Thank fuck I’d already come twice, so I was nice and wet for him. We were both breathing heavily by the time I’d taken him fully.
“Now for the fun part,” Tallon teased. The snick of the lube bottle had my eyes widening but Wells interrupted. He pulled me closer and ran hands along my back. The baby bump kept him from kissing me, but it didn’t matter. I felt so close to him anyway. I was lost in his gaze as he whispered the sweetest words to me. Behind me, Tallon gently pushed a lube-covered finger inside of me. I closed my eyes, focusing on Wells’ voice, and breathed through the odd sensation as Tallon stretched me for him.
“I’m super glad you’re a beta,” I told him as he added a third finger, making me gasp. It was a mix of a sharp, stinging stretch and a new kind of pleasure once Wells’ fingers slid over my clit. My body was unsure what it should focus on—the pleasure, or the pain that was already ebbing away.