Chapter 28
Chapter Twenty-Eight
Tatum
“Okay, big boy, lay down.”
I’m attempting to tuck the birthday boy in since he decided to party like a rock star all night. I’m starting to think this was a set-up. I’m patting his cheek as I try to make my escape when his strong hands grip my hips, and he rolls.
I’d gotten him into the bed after removing his shoes, but there was no way I was going to remove his clothes. Declan offered his assistance, but Kodiak literally barked at him like a feral Pomeranian until Declan walked away laughing.
“You smell so good, Omega. Let me have a little taste. Just one little lick. That's all I think about.”
His face is buried against my chest, my braless chest… And even though my nipples tighten, at the same time that slick wets my panties, I shake my head.
“You’re drunk, Kodiak. I’ll think about it when you sober up.”
He lets out the loudest groan, and I let him grope at me for a while longer. He’s hard to resist, but I’m not hooking up with a drunk Alpha, three bedrooms away from my first love and his twin that just ate me out days ago.
No heckin’ way.
I manage to extract myself from his clingy limbs, but it takes effort. “Happy Birthday,” I whisper, since he’s finally stopped groaning and rolling about the bed.
“It’s not his birthday anymore.”
I startle at the sound of the deep voice behind me and spin to face Declan in the dark hallway beyond the door.
After Hayden and I had our moment in the pool house, we rejoined the party once the guys’ mom left. I didn’t ask any more questions or pry. We all have shit we don’t want to talk about with anyone else. I was honestly just happy to understand that all this time, there wasn’t something wrong with me.
Declan is on me and pinning me against the wall in seconds, burying his face against my neck, breathing deeply as his hand trails up the outside of my thigh. His other hand rests against the wall beside my head, and I watch him with wide eyes as he leans back.
“Did you have a gift for me too?” His voice is husky and filled with the hint of a growl. My Omega side blossoms like a flower under his attention.
“What do you want?”
“If Kodiak was sober, would you have given him a taste?”
I freeze, because I can’t tell him the truth. I can’t…say it. Like this, when he’s not paying me for this, or simply commanding me. I can’t ask for it.
Just give me what I need. Don’t make me ask for it.
I gasp as he nips at my sensitive skin.
“Hayden’s brothers…” is all I manage to get out, through the haze of desperation that's sinking into my bones. I so badly want .
But fuck, the idea of saying it? I can’t. I just can’t. It was easier when Kodiak was a stranger in a mask. Or on the roof, when Declan was my boss, telling me what he wanted. What to do. I was in heat when I was with Hayden… Or being paid. I wasn’t asking for it. Telling them my desires. What if they see me differently, if they know I want them so badly?
Then there's the fact that things have changed between the four of us tonight. The claims. The truths. The confessions and tears.
“Hayden is pack. And he’s watching you being pinned against the wall by his brother right now.” His hand that had been sliding up my thigh grips my chin so he can turn me until I’m staring into those blue orbs. “Don’t you want to give him a show? You know he has a voyeurism kink, should we see if you have the same kink, Little Omega?”
“Declan.” I’m shaking my head, gripping his shirt so I can push him away. “You’re my boss. This.” I shake my head again, but instead of pushing him back until I can breathe, I pull him further into me until his hips meet mine. “We shouldn’t do this.” Can he hear what my body is saying? What my scent is begging for? What my words can’t? I’m sending mixed signals. It’s not fair.
“Why not? Because you might enjoy it? Because you’re scared of what it might mean to let us in?” His hand has returned to my thigh. Caressing the skin just under the seam of my dress. When he pushes his leg between my thighs, spreading them wider, his pheromones wash over me. My body responds with a gush of slick. Hayden’s scent joins the party, and my head becomes foggy with desire. It’s not like being in heat, where you lose minutes and hours of time. Instead, it’s like being tipsy after one glass of wine. My body is humming with need that is so fucking hard to deny.
“I… I…” I can’t speak. Can’t think. The hardness in his jeans presses against my center, as my dress rides up my hips.
“Say no, Tatum, if you don’t want this, say no.” Hayden is closer now. His words draw my attention to him, but he doesn’t say anything else. I don’t speak. I can’t say yes. If they make me say yes, I don’t think I can… Something in my mind makes me choke up. Like a wall I can’t break down.
But I don’t say no. I hold his gaze, my eyes watering as I stare up at him. I want to beg. I want to be bold, and ask for what I need, but something in me just can’t. My fear of rejection? The fear that they’ll turn away from an Omega that enjoys sex and pleasure?
My scent makes my need known as the hall fills with blueberry and vanilla ice cream. My slick is wet between my thighs, and I whine desperately.
Declan growls, claiming my lips in a dizzying kiss. I’m gripping his face in both hands as I lean into his hard chest. His lips are soft and warm, and he tastes like frosting from the cupcakes we had earlier. His scent is intoxicating, his hands on my body like a match catching fire. He makes me dizzy and needy.
Declan grips a handful of my ass under the dress and squeezes.
“You know, when Hayden wouldn’t stop talking about you, I thought he just fell easily. Making you out to seem like this untouchable goddess. But he was right. You’re too good for us. In every possible way, but we’re not strong enough to let you go, Tatum. None of us is walking away from this.”
I’m lifted off my feet, and I wrap my legs around his waist as he carries me back into Kodiak’s room. Declan’s twin is already awake, sitting up in his bed…and he’s naked. His cock is in his hand, and he doesn’t look the least bit bothered or surprised to see me wrapped around Declan.
Kodiak watches as Declan lays me down on the edge of his bed, Hayden following us in. I lean up on my elbows, looking at the three men watching me like I’m their sun. Their true north. My heart slams against my ribs as it pounds in my chest, stealing my attention.
Logically, I know now that Hayden didn’t choose to just leave me, but… The damage is done to my heart. The pain that taints everything. This feeling. This happiness.
“She doesn’t like asking for what she needs. She wants you to give it to her. Your safe word is Broken, Tatum. I want you to say Broken, if you want to end this immediately. Only Declan and Kodiak will touch you. I know there’s a history here we haven’t worked through yet. Do you understand?” Hayden is leaning against the wall, arms crossed over his chest as he watches me closely.
I nod.
“Say you understand, Omega,” Kodiak barks, but none of his Alpha command is in his tone. I meet each of their eyes before agreeing.
“I understand.” I don’t sound confident or sure. I’m breathless and practically gasping with need. “If I say stop or no?”
“Unless you say Broken, he won’t stop. Declan will give you what you need, while Kodiak and I watch, and he won’t stop until you use your safe word.”
I don’t say anything. I can’t. It feels too much like voicing my needs and desires, but Hayden knowing what I need is almost too much.
“I want to fuck you until you’re trapped on my knot for days. Make you come so many times you can’t fucking see or speak. Turn that pretty pussy into a gushing mess of cum and slick. Want to hear you screaming my name like a desperate prayer for mercy.” Kodiak’s growl has my pussy slick with need, and I can’t hold in my whimper.
“I want to lick that cream scented pussy until your slick is dripping down my chin. Fuck, Tatum, you make me want to come in my pants, just being close to your spread thighs is almost too much,” Declan chuckles darkly, as he spreads my thighs apart, tugs my thong to the side, and buries his face in my center.
“Oh, Jesus…” I gasp, falling flat against the bed as I shove my hands into Declan’s hair, holding him against me.
I turn to my right, finding Kodiak leaning against his headboard still, his long fat cock in his hand as he jerks himself at the sight of me. Guess he wasn’t as drunk as he seemed. Alphas can burn through alcohol faster in moments like this, though.
“So fucking wet, Tatum.” Declan swipes his tongue between my folds, before focusing on my clit with all the vigor of a pussy-starved man. I’m embarrassingly close, when he pushes his finger inside of me, and I come. The orgasm rocks through my body, warm tingles spreading from my center to my toes. I can feel myself pulsing around Declan’s fingers, as he strokes me through every aftershock of pleasure.
“Hottest fucking thing you’ll ever see,” Hayden groans from his place against the wall, and my eyes open in time to see Kodiak coming into the palm of his hand. The cum makes a mess of his abdomen, and I get the urge to lick it off his skin. He must know what the look in my eyes means. While Declan doubles his efforts between my thighs, promising me another orgasm, Kodiak swipes a finger through his cum. Moving to his knees, he brings it to my lips and pushes two fingers against my tongue.
“Suck them clean, Pretty Gift. Remember the taste of me. I’m going to fill you up on my cum every fucking night.”
Jesus Christ… Kodiak sure has a way with filthy words. His fingers slip from between my lips, and he caresses my nipple through my dress, before pinching it. He does it over and over, switching from one breast to the other and back.
“Don’t stop, she likes it when you talk dirty. Every word out of your mouth has her pussy clamping around my fingers. God, I can’t wait to be balls deep inside of you, Little Omega.”
Declan didn’t need to encourage Kodiak, but I can see he likes knowing what his words are doing to me.
“That so, Tatum? Is your greedy pussy begging to be filled with our fat Alpha cocks? Think you can take two knots at once?”
I flood the space between us with slick as my back arches, and I scream out for Declan as he strokes my clit with his tongue, and his fingers curl inside me. Kodiak’s words make it easy for me to find a second release.
“One more,” Hayden demands, and my eyes snap open, finding him standing at the edge of the bed now. “One for each of us.”
“No, no more, Alpha, I can’t…” I whimper, shaking my head and tugging against Declan’s hair. He doesn’t stop, and I didn’t expect him to. I didn’t say the safe word. Instead, he reaches up with his free hand and tugs my dress down, exposing my breasts to the three of them. The way he pinches and rolls my nipple between his fingers sends sharp pleasure straight to my core.
“You like the thought of us using you, don’t you, Tatum? You want the three of us to fuck you hard and dirty, like you’re our little sex toy. Should we tie you down, blindfold you, and fuck you stupid? Make you come over and over until you pass out? Fill that slutty little pussy up with so much cum it drips down your thighs for hours?” Hayden is growling the words close to my ear, keeping his hands to himself, but every word he speaks is like a direct hit to all my dirtiest fantasies.
I remember the way he fucked me, soft and slow. Like he was worshiping me. Like he loved me. But everything he just said swirls in my mind, as the image they create takes hold.
“Fuck!” I moan, tugging hard at Declan’s hair, as I slam my thighs together as much as I can with him still down there. My vision goes a little black, as the pleasure overwhelms me. He just gave me the strongest orgasm ever, and I don’t know how the fuck I’m supposed to go back to my life after this.
Back to my empty ass apartment.
Back to the loneliness.
Did I run like my ass was on fire? Yes. Yes, I did. But in my defense, I started crying like a psycho.
Who the fuck comes so hard, their entire life changes course? Not me. Nope.
No fucking way in hell.
I’m cleaning the mess that is my thighs up in the first bathroom I came across, when it occurs to me that maybe I wasn’t hurt that Hayden abandoned me. I mean, I was. That was devastating, but I think it brought a deeper pain to the surface. One I wasn’t willing to face before.
One I’m not willing to face right now, either. I need to get out of here. Out of this house. Hell, if I could, I’d leave the fucking state. Run from the pain of my childhood, of every loss I’ve faced.
“Watching you come sobered me right up, get back out here so I can take a turn making you scream, Pretty Gift.”
For the next eighty-seven seconds, I contemplate my potential success if I jump out the window.
Anxiety stronger than anything I have ever felt consumes my every thought and explodes in my chest, making my body flash with heat as my throat closes. I can’t breathe. My vision blurs, black spots dancing in my eyes.
This has gone too far. I’ll end up just like my mom.
I have to get out.
Run. Run. Run.
“Tatum, are you okay?” Hayden asks.
Fuck, fuck, fuck. What did I do?
What did I let them do? Why didn’t I stop them? Fuck, I ruined everything.