Resistant Omegas 5: Dewey by Joyee Flynn (black books to read .txt) 📗

his sac drew up. I was so focused on that that my own orgasm sideswiped me. Screaming out, I shot my load all over the bed as I sucked on the cock in my mouth as if my life depended on it. I was riding the waves of bliss when I felt Percy’s teeth sink into my neck.

Another whirlwind climax hit me from the bite. Maybe that was a dire wolf effect because I never had that when my last inner circle claimed me? Either way I wanted more and often. My body started to shake from the exertion on me.

“Dewey!” Tag grunted and came in my mouth as Percy filled my ass with a moan around my flesh. I heard Azyle distantly as my eyes just about rolled up into my head.

“Holy shit,” Percy gasped as he licked the bite and braced his weight on his hands. I appreciated it because if he collapsed on me then Azyle would have on both of us and I wasn’t strong enough to take them both.

Tag flopped back onto the bed, pulling out of my mouth. The moment he did I was dragged onto my side. We lay there a bit, a tangle of limbs and still connected.

“I’d say that worked well,” Azyle gasped.

Oh yeah. He took the words right out of my mouth but I didn’t even have enough air in my lungs to agree. I was still shaking from the aftershocks of my climax when my eyes closed and I was dead to the world.

And Percy’s cock was still in my ass. Fuck it. They could clean me up while I slept.

Chapter 8

The next day I was sitting in my room packing up all my new clothes Tristan had bought for me with my stipend. Tag was busy with the High Council enforcers who had taken control of our old pack. He was figuring out how to get the rest of his stuff and his truck sent to Wichita along with his house being sold.

Azyle was working on transport for what we did have since all of us and our belongings wouldn’t fit in his little four-door car they arrived in. He had asked me if I wanted to pick what we rented for the trip but I just shrugged. It was only an eight-hour drive so I didn’t care as long as someone didn’t simply tie me down to the roof.

Percy was making arrangements at our new pack, getting rooms set up, and informing the two Elders of the pack what was going on. They had decided not to blindside anyone and give them the heads-up we’d be there sometime tomorrow.

Because they had all claimed me last night. We were official and I was now the Omega of the Wichita pack. I got to be with Taggart for the rest of my life with the added bonus of two guys I was falling for.

So why did I feel like I was going to curl into a ball and sob? On top of that, something was going on inside of me too, not just emotions. I felt different. It was like no matter if I was inside or outdoors there seemed to be a static electricity charge following me. Probably not but I couldn’t think of any other way to describe it.

I knew that Tag knew something’s up with me but when he asked I told him I just needed a little bit of space. And like the wonderful man he is, he gave it to me. Percy and Azyle weren’t as quick to want to leave me alone.

“Let him process,” Tag said quietly when they all had been out in the hall. “There has been a lot in very little time happening and I don’t think he’s just had a moment to himself to catch up.”

“No, we were afraid to leave him alone when you were in the hospital,” Azyle admitted. They backed off and went on their way. So I’d been in my room the past hour packing… I didn’t have that much stuff to pack. But Tag had been right. I wanted some time to just take a breath and deal.

There was a knock at the door, snapping me out of my thoughts. I smelled Tristan and invited him in.

“Want to talk, pint size?” he asked with a tender smile as he leaned against the frame of my door.

“It’s stupid,” I mumbled as I put away my iPad in the backpack made just for keeping valuable electronics safe.

“Try me.”

I sighed and motioned for him to come in and close the door. Then I led him into the bathroom and turned on the shower. He raised an eyebrow at me but sat on the closed toilet lid while I hopped on the counter.

“One thing I’ve learned in my time with Taggart is that dire wolves have even better hearing than normal ones. That man can hear a conversation from almost a mile away,” I explained.

“That’s impressive.” Tristan whistled and giving an appreciative nod. “Okay, so I get the covert measures then but what’s going on with you, Dewey? We all know something’s up.”

“I think I’m defective,” I blurted out but then kept rambling when Tristan’s jaw just about dropped to the ground. “All I wanted was to be with Tag and I got that. So why do I want to cry and scream? I got Percy and Azyle in the deal as well and they’re great. I mean, they’re hot, sweet, smart, and into me. What the fuck is wrong with me that I feel like my life is ending instead of finally beginning for real?”

He leaned over and placed his hand on my knee and took a deep breath, implying I should do the same. I did and nodded when I felt as if the bathroom wasn’t going to spin out of control with me.

“And there’s some weird electrical charge following me around,” I whispered as I stared at him with tears in my eyes. If