Pack Plus More

10. Jeremy

Jeremy

I t took a bit of time for them to separate, so I left them in the shower, giving Daisy a slow kiss, taking my time to taste her and silently promise what was coming.

Every muscle in my body was tense, and I needed her.

Badly.

The moment she came out of the shower, dripping wet and naked, I launched myself at her.

“Mine,” I growled, prowling forward and grabbing her around the waist, lifting her clear off the ground.

“Oh, nooooo.” Daisy giggled, still dripping wet from the shower. Not that I cared. Having a wet and wriggling omega in my arms was damn fun. She smelled like sweet apples and my pack mate’s cum.

My mind hazed over, the desperation to knot her and knock her up was all I could think about.

I needed the omega, and I needed her now.

A small, rational part of my brain told me to have some restraint, but that part was quickly quieted by the urge to fuck my omega and fill her with my cum, so every alpha could smell that she was mine, until she was full and round with my child.

Nipping lightly at the deliciously sweet skin at the nape of her neck, I muttered in her ear, loud enough for my pack mates to hear. “I’m a little on edge, darling. Do you want to play with me or one of the others?”

Nate raised his eyebrows. Undoubtedly shocked I would even consider handing Daisy over to one of them when I was probably the most keen to get her pregnant. He had a towel slung across his waist, his hair soaking wet as he watched us with a satisfied smirk on his face.

I would also be wearing a similar grin if I’d just had Daisy clamping down on my knot.

She wiggled in my arms, turning around so she was facing me, beaming up at me. Her eyes were hazed over, pupils blown.

“I want to play with you,” she declared, the grin never left her face or even faltered. “I like you on edge.”

That was all the permission I needed to let the haze that had been slowly creeping into my mind take over.

Like an alpha possessed, I only wanted one thing.

Picking up my omega, I carried her to the nest with determined steps and tossed her onto the soft pillows, despite beads of water still falling from the tendrils of hair that had fallen loose.

We could change the nest sheets after.

For now, I needed to fuck my omega.

Daisy giggled as I towered over her, my eyes firmly locked on her nipples as she laughed, making them bounce in a far too enticing way.

The smell of sex and slick permeated every part of the room, and that scent was going to be burned into my brain for the rest of my life. Nothing. Nothing smelled that good.

“Present,” I growled. I needed some sort of control over the situation, or I was going to go feral and enter a full rut. That was the last thing I wanted. I wanted to be lucid and in control.

Daisy did exactly as she was told, turning over with a giggle and presenting me with her ass, lifting it in the air so her pussy was perfectly on display. My pack mates cum was leaking from her, and fuck me, nothing had ever been sexier.

By the time her heat was over, our smells would be permanently plastered to her body, letting everyone who went near her know exactly who she belonged to.

Glancing around the nest, my eyes landed on the string lights that Daisy had lined the nest with because she had wanted it to be a little more festive.

There was no “little” when it came to nesting for Daisy. Every sheet and blanket had reindeer on them, snowmen, or some other Christmas paraphernalia.

The throw pillows were now shaped like Christmas trees and candy canes. I couldn’t say I understood it, but it made my omega happy, so I went to the nesting store with her whenever she wanted and bought her whatever the hell her heart desired with a smile.

Daisy was a wiggler, I knew that. Those string lights presented a unique opportunity I wasn’t going to pass up.

Reaching forward I grabbed the string lights and tugged them towards me. They came with ease, and Daisy looked back at me questioningly.

“What are you up to?” she asked.

I smirked. “Keeping you in place,” I said simply.

Judging by the burst of perfume and the wave of slick that escaped my omega, she liked that idea. A lot.

Leaning over the presenting Daisy, I took the string of lights that were still twinkling and wrapped them around her arms and down her torso. It took me a moment, but after a few minutes she was thoroughly immobilized.

“Fuck that’s a pretty sight,” Nate said from the side of the nest. He was already starting to pitch a tent in his towel, despite having just knotted her in the shower.

A low whine escaped Daisy’s chest as she wiggled her ass at me. “What are you waiting for, alpha?”

My entire body tensed at being called alpha .

I liked that.

I liked that a lot.

I lurched forward, my hands landing on her hips. Kneeling behind her, I pulled her back onto my cock. I rested the head of my cock at her entrance for a second—intending to tease her, but I couldn’t wait.

Her walls clamped down on my cock immediately, greedily hunting for a knot.

“Holy fuck, yes!” Daisy cried as she moaned into a pillow.

My vision whited out as pure electricity thrummed through my body. Daisy’s body was fucking perfect, and we fit together like we were fucking made for each other. Even after two years with each other, fucking her always felt glorious.

Her legs trembled as I set a quick pace, my thrusts vicious and quick. We had plenty of time for soft and slow later; for now, we both needed my knot buried deep inside, her walls clenching me.

Daisy threw her hips back, meeting me thrust for thrust, unable to move much more thanks to her restraints.

She was perfect. I was never going to get bored with fucking her. Every time felt better than the last. Spread out, tied up in Christmas lights, she looked so delicious.

I was going to have to take a photo to remember just how pretty it was.

Or do it to her again.

I was a fan of the idea of doing it again.

And again.

Falling forward, I caged her with my arms, leaning forward to suck on the skin beneath her ear, making her squeal in pleasure.

Every curve of her body fit mine perfectly.

“Mine,” I growled in her ear, nipping at the lobe. Her skin tasted just as amazing as her scent. “Say it, omega,” I commanded in a rough voice.

“Yours! I’m fucking yours,” Daisy babbled almost incoherently, her face still shoved into the festive fabric of the nest.

“Ours,” Nate said from somewhere behind me. He was already at full mast again, just from watching Daisy.

She was better than any porn.

“Such a perfect, good omega,” I cooed, nipping at her shoulder. The twinkle lights made colorful patterns dance across her skin. “So wet and ready for another knot. Filthy girl, you love getting knotted and fucking filled, don’t you?” I asked.

“I do!” Daisy sobbed, her movements disjointed and desperate with how little she could move.

“I’m going to breed your sweet pussy every fucking day until you’re pregnant,” I murmured in her ear, using my knee to spread her legs even wider, filling her deeper and deeper with each thrust.

Daisy didn’t say anything in reply, but her walls tightened to the point I was surprised I had any blood flow left in my cock. She was strangling it, and I was loving every second of it.

My head started to pound, my heartbeat so loud and aggressive I was shocked I was able to keep going. My thrusts became brutal, fast, our skin slapping together, her ass jiggling in the most mesmerizing way with each movement.

“Well fuck, it looks like I’m missing out on a good time,” Devon said as he entered the nest, eyes immediately going to Daisy. “Having fun there?” he asked playfully.

Her only response was to moan loudly as I kept fucking her, totally unbothered by the interruption. I only had one thing on my mind, and that was knotting Daisy.

The second her walls started fluttering, I was a goner.

With a roar, I leaned over her, my hands resting on the headboard, hovering over her as I thrust so deeply she was pushed into the mattress as my knot rapidly expanded, her walls squeezing impossibly tight.

My ears rang with the intensity of it, the base of my spine vibrated as my cock throbbed with the sheer strength of my release.

“I fucking love you,” I growled, kissing the back of Daisy’s neck which was damp with sweat.

Still, she tasted fucking delicious.