Henry’s hand makes another circle on my ass cheek before lifting. I almost raise up in confusion, but not a second later, a sharp bite lands on me, over my clothing, but still sharp. After the sharp? A world of languid delight seeps in, and I groan in pleasure.
I hear one of the guys chuckle, “Looks like our Omega likes that.”
My body feels Henry’s chuckle as he soothes the sting with his hand.
“So? Omega? Think you can handle it?” Henry asks again.
He’s laid down a challenge now and fuck if I’m going to back down.
“Yes,” I moan, “I can. Please.”
“Please, what?”
I almost cry with anticipation and frustration, “Spank me!”
“What do you say, guys? Ten total?” he says.
“Unless she misses a count. Then we add on more,” I’m pretty sure that was Vic.
“Safe word is ‘Red’, sweetheart,” is the last thing I register Henry saying as blows begin to rain down on my ass. Each one interrupted by a soothing hand.
When he finishes, my body is languid, and I’m pumping out pheromones like it’s my only job. A whine builds up in me, but I’m not sure why. There’s an itch under my skin, like I need something, but I can’t figure out what. Is it hot in here? God, it feels hot. I whip off my shirt, complaining about the heat, when I feel a strong set of arms lift me into the air.
twenty-seven
HENRY
Ispanked our Omega into heat.
My Alpha is preening with pride that we pushed her into heat, that we were the ones to get her there. Much to the guys’ dismay, she didn’t miss a count despite her slurred words, so I let them each have one at the end. She was enjoying herself too much not to. When she whips off her shirt, I know it’s go-time. Josie, on a normal day, wouldn’t be quite so bold.
My arms sweep her up, and I call to the guys to get moving as I bring Josie to the door of her nest. I set her down on her feet, concerned she’s going to fall over, but she surprises me by turning and yanking at my shirt. Her other hand reaches out to grab the next closest shirt, which happens to be Vic’s. He relinquishes it, then she turns her back on us, scurries into the room, and closes the door in our faces.
“Well, then,” I hear Vic say.
Turning, I see Vic grinning like he’s won the lottery, and we chuckle for a moment together. When I look, Jesse and Simon are hanging back a bit. Frowning, I look between them. I step closer so we’re not immediately outside Josie’s door.
“Why aren’t you guys closer?” I ask.
Jesse scuffs his foot on the ground like a little kid would do, “I’m not sure I’m going to stay. I… I’m not ready to bond yet, and she was really clear about wanting to bond during her heat.”
“Are you kidding me right now?” My voice is low.
“I didn’t… I didn’t expect all of this to happen tonight! I came over to spend time with her, not to bond her!”
“So you’re just going to give up your chance? Maybe this is the universe telling you to get your ass inline.”
“Doubtful,” he scoffs quietly.
My eyes laser-focused on him, “Then leave now, it’s going to be painful for her either way, but if she sees you leave, it will be worse.”
Jesse ducks his head in shame and nods before he ambles to the door. He hesitates for a moment, but then lets himself out. I blink, watching the door, assuming he’ll come right back in, rethink things.
Why… why would heactuallyleave? I know I told him to go if he wasn’t in, but how can he just walk away from his Omega when she’s going to be in so much pain and need?
Simon is looking at the floor when I turn his way, his arms are crossed, and he’s shaking his head. Vic’s heart looks like it’s breaking, his body leaning toward Simon almost unconsciously.
“I shouldn’t have driven over here. That was stupid,” he mumbles.
