Page 66 of Welcome to Bone Town
“I got you, love.” Jax threads his hands through her hair, holding her head steady as he fucks her mouth with thrusts as unhinged and erratic as he is.
“Oh shit, she likes that. She’s choking the life out of me.” I groan. “I’m not gonna last.”
Jax looks down at her, keeping up his rhythm. “That’s it, love. Show the good professor what he’s been missing out on, what an obedient little slut you can be for your alphas when they’re good boys, and give you what you need. Make him lose his fucking mind.”
Cora tips over the edge, screaming her pleasure around Jax’s shaft. He roars as he thrusts deep and spills his seed into her hungry mouth. My omega takes every drop, and the sight nearly makes me come. Jax pulls out of her mouth, praising her while he extracts himself from over me.
With renewed vigor, I pump into Cora a few more times before shoving my knot inside her, coming harder than I ever have before. The stretch has Cora climaxing again, milking my cock for every drop of cum.
When we’re both spent, Cora collapses on my chest. I brush her wet hair out of her face and cup her cheek, scent marking the top of her head as a rusty purr rattles out of me. Having my mate in my arms, trusting me, makes me feel at peace for the first time in a long time.
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Seeing Cora fall apart in pleasure is like watching the sunrise. Fucking stunning. I don’t want to take my eyes off her. I’m not usually one for voyeurism, but watching her with Jax and Roman feels natural. Maybe it’s because we’re all scent matches and meant to be a pack, or maybe it’s just the necklace making me too horny to care. Not sure, but it doesn’t matter. This is a memory I’m taking to my grave, and no one can steal it from me.
While Cora nuzzles Roman, Archer tests the clasp on the choker. It releases easily this time. Fuck if I know why. Some kind of magic shit, I guess. Or religious shit? I don’t know. My parents were the religious ones, not me, but something mystical is going on here. That’s for damn sure.
“What do I do with it?” Archer asks.
“Does this mean she’s?—”
“Mmmm, more,” Cora’smoan cuts me off. She’s grabbing for Archer where he kneels next to her after removing the necklace. Roman pets her hair gently, running his hands down her back and over her lush ass as she wiggles on his knot.
A bloom of pheromones fills the air. Her perfume, as thick as elderflower syrup.
“Definitely not out of heat,” Archer says. “Guess the necklace is only the initiator.” He stands as he holds the relic in the light, caressing the stones with his thumb. When he lifts it higher, I think he’s just getting a better look, but then his hands move toward his throat.
“Oh, no you don’t.” I snatch the choker out of his grasp. “Who knows what this thing could do to you.”
“I didn’t even?—”
“Yeah, I think we’ve established it seems to have a stronger effect on omegas and betas.”
There’s a soft squelching sound as Roman’s knot releases Cora. He gazes at our omega with a contented look unlike any I’ve ever seen from him. I bet he’d like to stay locked in her longer, but it’s not uncommon for knots to deflate quicker during an omega’s heat. An evolutionary trait to make sure omegas get what they need.
Our girl, on the other hand, not so content. I almost want to laugh at how quickly she grabs Jax and tugs him down to the floor, climbing over him. He chuckles, tucking his hands behind his head like he’s relaxing on the couch.
“That’s it, love,” Jax purrs. “Take what you need.”
“Never took you for a bottom.” I smirk.
“I like being used,” Jax replies.
Hmm. My pulse picks up, cock jerking painfully against my pants. I’ll have to explore that later.
Cora rides Jax slow and steady, cupping her breasts so they spill over her fingers, perfect handfuls. She grabbed them a lot while she was fucking Roman, too. I’ll have to remember our mate loves having her tits played with. Roman lays on his side, casually stroking her thigh as she rocks her body back and forth.
“Shit, that’s hot,” Archer whispers, but I hear him crystal clear. Even as a beta, his scent is nearly as heavy as Cora’s, making my dick pulse and throb.
“You like watching them together, baby?” From behind him, I drag my hands up under his shirt, pulling it over his head while he moans in response. The sound is echoed by Cora, a beautiful symphony that I could listen to for hours. The moans and grunts and groans. The wet slap of skin. Jax’s curses. Archer heaving in deep breaths.
“More!” Cora demands.
“Fuck, she’s a hungry little thing.” Jax grins.
“Wrap those pretty lips around my cock and taste yourself,” Roman coos. Cora twists her body as Roman sits up and moves closer to Jax’s side. She licks him clean, but whines again, “More!”
“How about I fuck our sexy beta while you’re choking on your alpha’s cock, omega?” I flatten my palm across Archer’s chest and use it to pull him flush against me. “Do you want to watch me take his ass for the first time?”
