We Are Worthy, page 22
I’m slammed with the smell of toasted coconuts, and I curse myself for my playful game. Because now my cock is as hard as a fucking rock, and my knot is aching to be deep inside her.
“Tease,” she pouts, not at all mad about it.
“Yeah, I didn’t think that one through,” I groan, making her laugh.
“Come on, Alpha, let's get out of here before I say ‘to hell with the date, let's fuck’,” she says, grabbing my hand and pulling me out of the room.
“My, my, Little Omega, that mouth is gonna get you into trouble.” I chuckle as I follow after my feisty little red head.
She looks over her shoulder, giving me a smile that does nothing to help with the situation down below. “Then punish me, Alpha,” she purrs.
We get into the golf cart, and Tia tells me about her classes. She hates that she has to do the mandatory Omega classes and can’t wait until she can start the proper courses to become a kindergarten teacher, next year.
I love that she likes kids. We all want them, but we’ll support her choice to wait. She wants to do something with her life that isn’t just being our Omega or a mother, and there’s nothing wrong with that.
We plan on being there and helping her with anything she needs.
Tia brings up the fair, telling me she’s glad she got photo booth photos with everyone. The mention of the fair has me feeling instantly guilty. I didn’t know she didn’t like rides or was afraid of heights. If I did, I never would have brought up the idea, and I hate that she forced herself to go to please us. I’m just glad she didn’t make herself go on any rides she didn’t want to. Well, other than the Ferris Wheel. When I saw how terrified she was up there, I wanted to pull her into my arms and make everything alright. But that would have just made everything much worse.
We’ll be making sure that anything else we have planned is something she wants to do. If not, it’s not important enough.
“So, what’s the plan for today?” she asks as I park the golf cart downtown.
“I was thinking we’d just have a chill day. Walk around town, grab a bite to eat, then maybe a nice walk on the beach at sunset before going home and snuggling up in my bed to watch a movie.”
“Or... we can skip the movie and you can give me your knot,” she grins up at me as she wraps her arms around my chest.
“You naughty Little Omega,” I growl, nipping her lip.
“Yes. Knotty,” she giggles, making me smile. “I’m sorry, but you’ve had your knot inside of me, so you know how mind-blowing it is.”
“I do remember that.” I brush some hair out of her face, my thumb lingering on her cheek. “It’s the best feeling in the world, Love, being locked inside you. I never wanted to leave.”
She sighs as I kiss her softly, leaning into my touch.
“I didn’t realize how intense it was until I was with Sawyer.” She blushes. “It doesn't hurt, but god the orgasms are never ending.”
“Don’t worry, Love. I’ll make sure you love every moment,” I tell her.
We head into a little cafe to get Tia her coffee and chocolate croissant before browsing the stores.
“Oh, I need this!” she gasps, her hand running up and down a pink fuzzy blanket. “It’s so soft.”
“Then let’s get it. It would be perfect for your nest,” I tell her, grabbing it and a few more in different colors. “We can all sleep with one and make sure they have our scent before your next heat.”
“You're too good to me.” She smiles.
“There’s no such thing, Little Omega. There’s nothing in this world we wouldn’t at least try to give you.”
Her eyes glass over, making my heart race. I’m afraid I said something wrong when she buries her face into my chest, hugging me tightly. “I love you, Tristan.”
My eyes go wide as I stand there, stunned. “Really?” I ask like an idiot.
She giggles and looks up at me, eyes wet. “Yes, silly. How could I not? You guys might not see yourself as the perfect Alphas, but to me, you are.”
“The same goes for you, Tia. You're perfect for us. And knowing we’ve been lucky enough to end up with you makes all those years waiting for an Omega worth it.”
I can’t even remember what it felt like to be alone, to not be wanted or accepted anymore. Because since the moment Tia came into our lives, it’s like it’s been her life’s mission to make sure we all feel validated, to feel loved. Like we are worthy of everything life has to offer.
Who knew just walking around shopping could be so much fun? I don’t think I’ve smiled and laughed so much in my life, and the next few hours go by way too fast for my liking. Just holding my girl's hand, having her close, hearing her laugh, and seeing her smile; it’s the best.
“You full?” I chuckle as she puts her fork down on her plate with a groan. I wanted to take her out to eat before we headed down to the beach, and she picked this new, little bistro by the water.
“Yes,” she sighs. “But I don’t think I can move. You might have to roll me out of here.”
“Nah, I’ll just carry you everywhere you need to go.”
“Then I’ll miss the walk on the beach!” she gasps playfully. “Okay, scratch that, just give me five, maybe ten minutes, and I’ll be good to go.”
“Take as long as you want, Love,” I tell her.
She sits there with her eyes closed, and I can’t help but watch her. She’s so beautiful.
She ended up telling the rest of us what she told Sawyer, about her past eating disorder. It hurt my heart to know she felt, even just for a second, that she was anything other than a fucking goddess.
But seeing her like this, not giving a fuck anymore about what anyone else thinks, knowing her worth, and letting us remind her; it’s so damn sexy.
“Alright,” Tia says, opening her eyes. “I’m good.”
“You sure?” I ask with a grin.
“I might walk like a little, old granny, but yes.” She giggles.
“Hottest old granny I ever did see.” I wink.
“You thinking of old ladies, Alpha?” she jokes.
“Come on, you little brat,” I growl playfully, standing up and tossing a hundred dollar bill on the table before holding out my hand for her.
“Me?” she gasps, holding her hand to her chest. “A brat? Never!”
OCTAVIA
TODAY WAS JUST WHAT I needed. My life has been going like a train without brakes since the moment I got to Calling Wood. I hardly ever have time to just take the day slow.
I’m not really complaining because most of those times have been spent with my guys, and anything that involves them I love.
Just being with my Alpha, walking around and doing such mundane things made me smile because it was like a glimpse into our future. A future I can’t wait to build with each and every one of my guys.
Now, we’re walking on the beach hand in hand, barefoot in the sand as we listen to the waves crash against the shore and watching the sun set.
“Rocky!” someone shouts from behind us. We both turn around to see a man and woman running in our direction. But not at us, at the little chihuahua in front of them.
I’m about to say ‘awe, cute dog’ when Tristan lets out a curse before he starts to run off down the beach, leaving me standing there with my mouth gaping.
The dog chases after him, yapping his little head off, tail going a mile a minute. Tristan screams for help, and that snaps me out of it.
I start to run with the dog’s owners after my Alpha who is screaming like a little girl as he climbs up a massive boulder. He takes the sandals in his hand and starts tossing them at the dog. What the hell is going on?
“What the fuck are you doing?” the man shouts as we reach the dog and Tristan.
“Trying to get that little monster away from me!” he shouts back. His eyes wide with fear.
“He wasn’t after you. Well, not until you started to run, and he thought you wanted to play,” the woman huffs out, picking the dog up into her arms. It starts to bark and lick her face like crazy.
“Tristan. Are you okay?” I ask as the couple starts to walk away, muttering about the crazy Alpha.
“He really was gonna get me,” Tristan says, watching them leave.
“I believe you. Wanna come down now?” I ask once they’re out of sight.
Tristan slides down, and when he realizes what just happened, his face turns bright red.
“So, what was all that about?” I ask, holding back my giggle.
“I hate those little rat dogs,” he growls. “They’re little demons. My Nana had one, and every time we went to visit, it would nip at my heels and corner me. Any time I tried to get past, it would bite me.”
“Baby, how old were you?” I ask, raising a brow.
“Ummm... six?”
“Alright. So traumatized by small dogs. Got it.” I nod. “How about big dogs?”
“Oh, they’re fine,” he says, waving it off like it’s no big deal. “I love them.”
“Okay, then.” I laugh.
“Tia.”
“Yes, Tris?” I really shouldn’t want to laugh, to burst out into giggles. He was really afraid.
“Did I really just scream like a girl in a cheesy horror movie?” he grins, telling me he’s starting to see just how funny it was.
“Like one who would follow the scary noise,” I giggle.
“Alright. Fine, laugh it up. Then we never speak of this again,” he chuckles, and I start to laugh.
Turning around I start to run. “Oh no! Look, there’s a seagull after me.” I mock being in distress.
“You little shit!” Tristan growls as he starts to chase after me, making me laugh harder.
“SHOWER, THEN GET THAT naughty ass in my bed,” Tristan growls as soon as we get past the front door, sending a thrill throughout my body.
“Oh, someone’s in trouble,” Sawyer says when he steps into the living room. I shoot him a wicked grin before taking off down the hall to do as my Alpha told me to do.
Tristan isn’t as dominant in his everyday life as Knox and Dom are, but something tells me his Alpha is gonna come out in the bedroom.
I don’t think I’ve taken a shower so fast in my life. My body is ready for him, excitement and need coursing through my veins. I don’t even care that I’m going to need to shower again after this.
I dry my hair off the best I can, and wrap the towel around myself. When I leave my room, Knox and Finn are coming out of the room they share. I really need to ask him how that’s coming along.
“Have fun, Kitten,” he grins.
“I will,” I sing-song. When I open Tristan’s bedroom door, I hear his shower still going. Turning around, I look at Finn and Knox. With hooded eyes, I take a step back, open my towel, and let it drop to the floor. Finn’s eyes go wide as he lets out a whimper. Knox growls, giving me a predatory look before he starts to stalk towards me. But I just slowly close the door, getting a louder growl from Knox.
“Teasing your mates, Love?” Tristan asks from behind me.
I spin around, my playful mood all gone as I take him in. His brown hair is still wet, hanging to his shoulders. I watch as some water droplets run down his chest, stopping at the delicious V that I very much want to trace with my tongue. “Little Omega, I asked you a question.”
“Maybe,” I say, my eyes meeting his again.
“Now, that’s not nice, is it?” he growls, walking towards me slowly.
“N-no,” I stutter but not in fear. No, I am so fucking turned on right now, I can feel my slick running down my thigh. I bet if I looked down there would be a little puddle at my feet.
“Then I think you deserve to be punished, don’t you think?” he asks, stopping right in front of me. I have to crane my neck to see his face.
“Yes,” I agree, the word leaving my lips like a prayer.
“I don’t want you to be quiet, Little Omega. I want you to let every sound of pleasure that you even think of holding back out. I want the whole fucking house to know what we’re doing and who’s doing it to you.”
“Yes, Alpha.”
“Good girl,” he praises, making me preen at his approval. He sits on the edge of the bed, patting his knee. “Lay down.” I practically trip over my feet to obey. “Two swats should be enough. One for laughing at me on the beach, and one for teasing your mates.”
Laying across his lap, my heart pounds hard in my chest. I try to rub my thighs together, needing the friction for some release, but Tristan brings his hand down in a sharp but not hard slap. “Naughty, Omega. This is meant to be a punishment, not a reward.”
Sorry, Alpha, but I know you can smell how much I’m enjoying this.
He rubs away the sting before his hand glides lower. Two fingers dip into my dripping cunt, and I moan at the feeling of his long, thick fingers inside me.
“Fuck me, Little Omega. You’re dripping for me,” he growls, sending another gush of slick into his hand. I can’t see him, but I can hear the deep rumble of approval in his chest as he sucks his fingers clean. “This is all I’ll be tasting of you tonight, Little Omega. Because it’ll be you who is tasting me. You, who will be taking my cock deep between those pretty, little lips until you're gasping for breath.”
“Please,” I moan.
His hand comes down two more times in quick succession, making me cry out his name. Once he’s done soothing the pain away, he lifts me up.
“On your knees, Omega,” he commands, and I drop to my knees. I don’t care, I couldn’t even stand, my body buzzing with need. “Take my towel off,” he instructs next. With shaky hands and eyes full of lust, I grab the towel, untucking it and pulling it so that it pools around him.
His cock stands hard and proud, pre cum already weeping from the tip. I wanna taste it, clean it off him before working him over for more. But I don’t. I look up at Tristan, hoping he sees the look in my eyes and gives me what I want. All I want to do is please my Alpha.
“Lick,” is all he says, and I’m diving forward. Wrapping my hand around his cock, I hold it still while my tongue flicks out, cleaning his tip. I moan at his flavor. Not too salty or bitter. Almost kind of sweet.
“Fuck,” Tristan grunts. “You look so perfect on your knees for your Alpha.” He grips the back of my hair with one hand and grabs the base of his cock with the other. “Now, suck.”
“Yes, Alpha,” is all I can say before he pushes the tip between my lips, and once it’s in my mouth, he shoves me down. He groans, tossing his head back in pleasure. I gag a little, my eyes starting to water before he pulls my head back. I gasp for air before he does it again.
I lick and suck as my head bobs up and down on his shaft, loving the grunts, growls, and groans leaving his lips. I’m preening at the fact that I’m pleasing my Alpha so well.
“Yeah,” he moans as I drag my teeth lightly up his cock before sucking him back down. “Fuck, just like that. Look at you, Omega. You’re such a good girl. You suck your Alpha’s cock so perfectly.”
I want his cum, need to taste it on my tongue, swallow it down. So I grab his knot, giving it a squeeze as I grip his cock with the other hand and start to jerk him off as I suck his dick like my life depends on it.
“Oh, shit!” he growls. “I’m gonna cum soon if you keep doing that.”
I pull back, releasing his cock with a pop. “Give me your cum. It’s mine,” I plead. I’m so fucking horny that the idea of him giving me his cum, in any way that he chooses, has a puddle of slick pooling below me.
He stands up with a growl, making me look up at him with wide, lust filled eyes. “You want this?” he asks as he starts to jerk off. I whimper and nod. “Tongue out, Little Omega.”
I do as I’m told sitting back on my knees, sticking my tongue out. I wait like a good little Omega as he grips his knot. With a strained look, his breathing picks up. I know he’s gonna cum any second now, and my body hums in anticipation.
I know the moment it happens because his mouth parts in a silent gasp before he lets out a loud, long grunt.
He works his cock hard, sending streams of hot cum all over me. Some hits my tongue, but most of it makes its way onto my cheeks and chest. “Fuck,” he pants, milking himself of the last few drops. “God, you look so beautiful covered in my cum.”
I groan, closing my mouth and swallowing the cum on my tongue before using my thumb to collect some from my face and licking that clean too.
“I love it,” I purr, rubbing his cum all over my breasts, massaging his scent into my skin.
The dominating look in his eyes is gone as he looks at me in awe, that boy next door vibe shining bright again.
“Now, I want it in me,” I tell him, getting off my knees. I stand before him, stepping closer as he steps back, swallowing hard with wide eyes. Gone is the sweet little Omega they love to call me, and in her place is a sex crazed vixen. I put my hands on his chest, pushing him back on the bed. “I wanna ride this big, fat, Alpha cock until you're locked inside me, pumping all your cum deep into me,” I purr, moving to straddle his lap.
“Fuck... Tia,” he says my name like a prayer.
He watches me as I grab his still hard cock, thanking the universe for the never ending stiffy Alphas can sometimes have, and line it up with my dripping core.
“Feel that?” I ask, rubbing the tip against my slick. “It’s all for you, Alpha.”
His eyes roll back as I sink all the way down on his cock, stopping just at his knot. I gasp as he fills me, and I don’t wait for my body to adjust to his size; I need to feel him move inside of me now.
Balancing myself on his chest, I start to rock my hips, riding his cock. “So good,” he moans, watching my swaying breasts like they are pendulums set out to hypnotize him. And the way his eyes are glassed over, I think I’m doing a good job. I feel powerful as I use my sexy Alpha for my pleasure, while he loves every moment of it.
