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CHAPTER FORTY-EIGHT

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Vanessa Lennon has taken the world by storm, and not just the racing world. During this stunning photoshoot, Vanessa sat down with Vogue’s own Jordan Sandberg to talk about racing, life with her new pack, the difficulties of courting in public, and more!

VOGUE RACING

Fire raced through my veins and turned my mind to ash. It wasn’t like before. Now there was a void inside, desperate to be claimed and knotted and nothing would stop it. Then fucking me awake hadn’t even touched the need now consuming me.

I grabbed Elias’s shirt from the plane and moved it, tucking into the corner of the nest it had been pulled out of during our frenzy. It needed to be right there. One of Grayson’s dress shirts was next to it. Then a hoodie that belonged to River. They all gave me clothes when I asked for them, instincts driving me to have my pack everywhere around me. Now the nest was a mixture of the blankets and pillows and their clothes and it was the most perfect place I’d ever experienced.

My hands shook as the heat took hold once more. I was growing more wet by the second, slick proving my body was begging to be fucked. I whimpered and tried to hold on. They were sleeping and needed rest too.

A new wave crashed down, so hot it nearly burned. “Fuck,” I whispered.

Beck turned over and looked at me, seeing my state, and he was suddenly fully awake. He rolled me over, a smack snapping through the air before the sting warmed my ass. “Present, Omega.”

I clawed my way back to the position, lifting my ass in the air, and Beck didn’t hesitate, gripping my hips and driving into me with one ruthless thrust. He was so thick it burned, but I loved it. Craved the difficulty of taking it because I felt how my body eased and trusted my Alpha even as he took me so hard I was driven down into the cushions.

He gripped my hair, growling. “Have I told you how much I fucking love your hair?”

I nodded.

“I could wrap your hair around my cock and be hard enough to come,” he said. “Want you to drag it all over my body and tease me until I pin you down and take you the way you’re begging for it.”

Knees appeared in front of me, a hand that wasn’t Beck’s lifting my chin. Gray’s pierced cock hovered in front of me, still glistening with my slick from earlier. Maybe they hadn’t been sleeping? How long had it been? Time had no meaning in heat.

“Clean my cock, little one.” No room for argument in his tone, a command that struck low in my gut.

The taste of us melding on my skin made me moan. The curve of his cock made it hard to take him, but I tried. And it was messy. I was beyond embarrassment and beyond restraint, needing to feel them. Why weren’t they all touching me?

“Have you been thinking about your secrets?” River asked next to me. “The kinky things you don’t want to talk about?”

Had I? Yes and no. Right now I had no thoughts, but everything sounded good as long as they were fucking me.

River’s hands drifted down my ribs, reaching down to pinch my nipples. “How about being tied up?” He asked softly. “Making you entirely immobile so we can do what we like?”

My pussy squeezed down on Beck’s cock, making him rumble with laughter. “She likes that.”

“Yeah?” I could see just enough of River to see him smiling. “I like that too. We know you love being woken up already full. But how full do you like it, baby?”

My body gushed with new arousal, letting his voice take my mind to places beyond the sensation of being fucked. All the things I wanted involved me giving up control. A brief bolt of terror slipped through my chest. Was that okay?

Of course it was. So why did that idea fill me with both desire and fear? Why couldn’t I think beyond those things? There were things I wanted to try, but I couldn’t seem to get past the desperation to simply be and have them love me.

Gray pulled me up off his cock and made me look at him, his thumb brushing over my lower lip. “Tell me.”

“What?”

Beck yanked me back onto his cock, hitting the spot so deep that light shone behind my eyes. Pleasure hit so fast that I couldn’t breathe, scrabbling to hold on to something as my body moved, trying to give the bliss some place to go like an overflow of lightning.

Knot . Knot . Knot .

It swelled inside me, pressing against that place that always felt empty without it. Beck draped himself over my back and made himself heavy. Grounding me even as the fire still burned. It wasn’t enough. I needed more. I needed everything .

“Tell me what made your scent change,” Gray said. “Tell us what you’re thinking.”

I heaved in a breath, savoring the burn. “Everything I think about when you ask is me giving up control. Being made helpless. And that’s terrifying even if it’s hot.”

Elias knelt on my other side and turned my face to his, kissing me. “I think it makes sense.”

“How?”

He slipped under me, sandwiching my body between his and Beck’s. “You need so much control, beautiful. To drive the car, to face the press, to stay strong in the face of everyone who doesn’t want you there. Wanting a place where you don’t have to be in control is normal.”

Beck rocked his hips, making his knot press more deeply and sending sparks of aftershocks behind my eyes. “Your Omega hasn’t been getting what it needs for a long time,” he spoke into my shoulder. “And it’s okay to need it, Nes. It’s okay to crave being pinned down and taken and shown your place because you’ve never had an Alpha who could make that place safe . And maybe after a while, when you’re used to getting what you need, you can dive deeper into what you want and everything we’d like to experiment with. There’s no timeline, and no pressure. But don’t ever feel like you’re not asking for enough. Believe me, Vanessa, none of us have any problem pinning you to the bed with our cocks. By the throat if necessary.”

I shuddered. That fear still clung to me, but it lessened. There was still part of me that rebelled at the idea. I was a badass woman and a badass Omega. Why did I need to surrender so deeply? Or even more, give up my will? Even if it was safe to do it with them. It frustrated me that I needed it.

“Stop thinking so hard, love.” He kissed my neck even as his knot shrank and released us. “Stop judging yourself for wanting and needing something when your Omega has been starving.”

“It’s hard.”

“I know it is. Now, do you trust us?”

“Yeah.” I did. It wasn’t them, it was everything else. Accepting what I needed for myself when I’d done everything to try to suppress those needs.

He was still inside me in spite of his knot easing, and he didn’t pull back. “Good. Now turn over and don’t let my cock fall out.”

Chills ran over my skin. Elias smirked at me and helped me turn. Keeping Beck inside me was harder than I thought it would be. But when I had finished my back was on Elias’s chest, my pussy still filled by Beck.

“River?” Beck asked. “Lube.”

“Got it.”

“What?”

The bottle was handed to Elias, and I slowly realized what was about to happen. My body grew wet, heat rising. “There you go,” Beck whispered. “It’s gonna feel so good, love.”

“I—”

Elias pressed the head of his cock, dripping with lube, to my ass. No hesitation, pushing in. Because I was so full I felt his piercing everywhere.

My eyes rolled back. How many times had I imagined that in the darkness where I’d used toys on myself? During other heats letting my mind run wild?

Fuck , it was so much better. But… “I don’t know if you’ll both fit.”

Grayson’s dark laugh drew my gaze. He stood across the nest, staring down at us. That same image appeared for me. He was a god observing and deciding which commands to issue next. “They’ll both fit, little one. You can fit more than that. Omegas are made for their packs, remember?”

Slipping deeper, Elias proved his point. He wasn’t all the way inside me yet, but he was deep enough for me to feel everything . My clit pulsed with a building orgasm. If one of them touched me there, I would shatter completely.

“I’m made for you,” I said. “I don’t know if I’m made for all your cocks.”

Grayson simply crossed his arms, his gaze burning into mine. “We’ll see.”

Those two words painted the image in my head. Fucking all of them. I didn’t think it was possible, but the idea of it unlocked everything.

Elias thrust, bottoming out inside my ass, and I came.

“Perfect.” Beck gripped my hips once more. “Hold on, Omega.”

They fucked me together. Elias wrapped one arm around my waist and another around my throat, keeping me flat against his body while Beck wrapped my legs around his waist. They had a rhythm that wasn’t quite the same. One second thrusting into me at the same time and then breaking apart, so it was one and then the other. I couldn’t breathe or think because somehow I was still coming.

My voice finally broke through, ragged and screaming. Delicious. Miraculous. Overwhelming.

Pain flared through my clit before the sound reached my ears. Beck had slapped my swollen, needy clit, sending a new nova of a climax fracturing through me. His thumb stayed, teasing and smoothing the sting and catching the pleasure and dragging it out.

“Do you feel that?” Elias used the hold he had on me to force my ear next to his lips. “I’m balls deep in your ass, beautiful.” He thrusts to punctuate his words. “Every. Single. Inch. Raw and deep inside you. And I know you can still taste my cum.” I could. It mixed with River’s chocolate and mint and the hints of lime from Grayson. “Tell me, do I pull out and come in your mouth again?” He grazed his teeth against the shell of my ear. “Do I paint your skin like River did? Do I fill up this gorgeous ass so it’s leaking out of you?”

The words pushed me over the edge again.

Words were one of my weaknesses. Them saying dirty things in my ear and taking my mind to the same place they took my body.

It didn’t matter what he did, because I didn’t want to choose. Any of those options sounded hot. I wanted to be covered in them to the point of madness.

“I want it to leak out of you,” Elias said. “I want you to feel it . Beck said you like being messy, so we’re going to make sure you’re a mess.”

“I’m not messy.”

“You will be,” Beck said, his hair falling around us as he leaned down to slam his mouth to mine. “Filthy. Dirty. Dripping. We will make a mess of you over and over until it’s what you dream about, love.”

Which was exactly what they did. They fucked me together until I fell apart and could barely breathe. Gray leaned in and took my mouth in a kiss that could have set the whole place on fire. I wanted him to kiss me like this in front of the world. Fuck a picture that was supposed to be private. We’d give them something meant for the public.

Beck came first, locking me with his perfect knot all over again. Elias came seconds later, humming into my neck as we all came to stillness.

“Want me to check and make sure you’re as messy as I intended?” Elias whispered.

I whined, the sound fading in the presence of three purring Alphas. Gray still kissed me, slower now, but just as deep. “There’s more where that came from, little one, and you’re burning up.”

“Am I?”

He laughed softly. “If I poured water on you it might steam.”

The raging need which sprung up wasn’t even close to satisfied. So he wasn’t wrong. I couldn’t sense how hot I was when everything was made of fire. But I wanted more.

I lifted my eyes to his, trying to fully let go and sink into them. “Tell me what to do.”

Gray’s smile made my heart skip. Such warmth and desire along with his purr. And not the kind of smile that said two things at once. This smile was all love and trust.

“When Elias pulls out of you, you’re going to kiss him and say thank you. And when Beck releases you, you’re going to kiss the tip of his cock and thank him for knotting you. Then you’ll sit on Elias’s face so he can check that drip, close your eyes, and wait for what we decide.”

Warmth and safety poured over me like summer rain. “Okay.”

“Okay.” He kissed the tip of my nose, and we breathed each other in before he let me go, and I did every single thing he’d asked and more.