Omega Lost

18. Coming Around

Chapter eighteen

Coming Around

W hen I woke, it was to cramping and desperation. I yelped at a particular strong wave and sat up, reaching for whoever was near. It was dark in the closet, but I could smell who was in here with me. The missing scents included coffee and hazelnut. I whined and the smooth skin of the alpha my hand landed on rippled as he moved to gather me up.

"It's okay, are you hurting?" Max asked, his hand stroking over my skin and calming me.

"Yes," I managed to get out before doubling over again.

"Do you want me to help?" he asked, his voice hopeful.

"Yes!" I wailed, dragging him closer to me and letting my legs fall open.

He was between them in a second, his fingers catching my slick and rubbing it over my clit until I came. Then he pushed the blunt head of his cock into me, stretching me open like none of the others had.

I groaned at the sensation and arched my back to give him better access to that sensitive spot inside me. "More!"

Max didn't slow down once he'd started. He rammed his thick rod into me over and over again, grunting with every hard thrust.

Someone captured my breast in his mouth and suckled, every pull going straight to my groin. My fingers tangled in short hair and I knew it was Ali, so I encouraged him by scratching his head and pulling him closer.

"Someone get her other tit," he said, lifting just enough to say the words before he sucked me back in.

I smelled burnt sugar as soft lips closed around my other nipple. Zeke had joined us.

Pleasure rippled through my body with three men making me feel good and I writhed through three more orgasms before Max knotted me and gushed into my body with powerful spurts of heat. He dropped down on his elbows, displacing the men beside me, and rested his damp forehead against mine.

"Are you good?" he asked.

"Yeah," I breathed.

"I've never cum that hard before," he muttered. "You're incredible."

The next three days were a blur of fucking, knotting, and sleeping. I woke from time to time to Angel or Ali holding drinks to my lips and I sucked them down eagerly.

Zeke hadn't approached me since joining Ali in foreplay, but he was always in the nest, on the edge, watching. I didn't invite him to me, still wary of him. But he'd spent the entire heat without doing anything or forcing himself on me. It would have been easy in my delirium.

As the cramps twinged in my abdomen again, I looked around at the exhausted men sprawled in my nest. The heat was waning, but it was still bad enough that I needed help. Zeke was leaning against the door, half asleep, his gray eyes watching me from beneath hooded lids. He was almost naked, wearing nothing but boxers, but he hadn't cum in the entire time we'd been in the nest.

"Zeke."

He sat up, eyes wide open and staring at me. "Mel?"

"I need your knot."

Angel had been wrapped around me on the left, but he rolled away from me, acting like he was still asleep. It was obvious he was giving us some room. The others were all sound asleep.

Zeke shed his boxers and my eyes widened. He was fairly average in size, but his cock sported four barbells on the underside and an ampallang at the head.

He smirked at me. "Didn't know I came with accessories, did you?"

"Isn't that painful?" I asked, watching him grip himself and stroke his hand up and down his shaft.

"Not anymore. Now it's pure pleasure. Want to feel?"

I nodded, even though it looked a little scary to see all that hardware on a dick.

He warmed me up first, even though my slick was more than enough to lubricate. Zeke dropped down between my legs and took his time licking me, sucking lightly on my clit before pressing the flat of his tongue onto the sensitive nub and dipping two fingers inside me.

He was good, I had to admit. His fingers and tongue pulled me over the edge rapidly, even though I was starting to come down from the heat. Then he slid up my body, placing kisses on my skin and pausing to toy with my nipples. "We should pierce these," he told me.

The words, combined with the scrape of his tongue over my nipple made me clench my muscles down below. "Please, get inside."

"In a minute." He was hovering over me now, his body curled slightly so he could kiss my lips. He tasted of my slick and his own caramel flavor.

Another gush of slick poured out of me, perfuming the room with my rose scent.

Zeke chuckled. "You like that?" He pressed slowly into me, the metal on his dick hitting unique places that sent tingles rushing through me. "How does it feel?"

"So good?" I said, my voice wavering.

"Not sure. Let's see . . . " He gave an experimental stroke in and out and I realized exactly why his dick was pierced.

My eyes rolled back in my head as he rolled those round barbells over my sensitive inner walls. When I opened my eyes again, he was grinning down at me, entirely too cocky.

"I need more," I told him, to wipe that look off his face.

"More?" He raised an eyebrow.

I looked over at the sleeping men and reached out to touch Ali. "Ali, want my ass?"

"Uh, yes," he said, blinking the sleep from his eyes and sitting up. "Really? You want me to take your ass?"

"While Zeke is in my pussy," I told him sweetly.

I'd expected Zeke to protest, with this being his first time inside me, but he looked delighted. Before Ali got to his feet, Zeke had rolled us so I was on top. He wrapped his arms around me, pulling me down to his chest and spreading my cheeks for Ali.

"Lube her up good, brother," he said.

Ali gathered slick and slipped his finger into my puckered hole, easing the way for later. Once he'd stretched me gently with a couple of fingers and plenty of slick, he straddled Zeke's legs and pressed his cock against me.

"Relax and let him in," Zeke murmured. "I want to feel him inside you with me."

It took only a little rocking for Ali to get past my tight sphincter and then he slid all the way in, bottoming out with his hips tight against mine.

"Fuck, that's good," Zeke groaned under me. "I have to move, baby girl."

I nodded, overwhelmed with sensations. I'd taken two men before, but never when one was pierced. The sensation was incredible and apparently not just for me.

As Zeke stroked in and out of me from below, I heard Ali gasp. "I can feel your piercing, oh god, it feels so good."

It only took a few minutes of both of them gently thrusting in and out, their cocks sliding against each other with only a thin bit of skin separating them for me to cum again. This time, I didn't stop, since they both erupted at the same time, my orgasm setting them both off. The feeling of Zeke's knot and Ali's cock deep inside me as they came dragged my orgasm out longer and longer with every spurt of their bodies. Finally, I collapsed, exhausted and satsified, on Zeke's chest.

"I'm stuck," Ali muttered. "Your knot caught me, too, Zeke."

"Enjoy it," Zeke said sleepily. "We're all joined for now until the blood heads back in the right direction."

Ali chuckled and sat back as much as he could, using his hands to give me a shoulder massage.

I hummed, blissfully aware that this was the most pleasure I'd had in a heat yet. Which was definitely not a good sign for my old pack, but for once, I didn't care.

"If you want to block out those bonds, we can bite you," Zeke said, reading my mind.

I frowned. "It's too soon."

"Why? We've already claimed you as our scent match. You're our mate. Wouldn't you feel more secure with a bond mark?"

"I have bond marks," I reminded him, running my fingers over the silvery scars on my shoulders. "And they mean nothing."

"My bond mark will mean everything," Zeke growled. "Let me mark you, please."

"NO!" I pulled back from him, dislodging Ali and managing to get off of Zeke, as his knot had softened. "I will not be marked again."

"Ever?" Tiago sat up from his spot by my feet, his face disappointed.

"Ever," I stated. "I can't risk that kind of weakness again. You have me here, you've helped me through my heat. You all got to rut, so that should count for something."

"Melody . . . we only rutted with you because you needed us," Max said, looking hurt.

"Please. You enjoyed it just as much as I did."

"Well, yeah," he admitted. "But if it wasn't for your heat, we would have waited until you were ready."

I sighed. "I know. I'm sorry, but I just, I can't trust the bond again."

"Then trust us," Zeke said, furrowing his brows. He ran a hand through his blond hair. "I don't understand why you can't just give in."

"She doesn't have to if she isn't willing," Ali snapped at him. "Let her be."

The heat-induced calm that had kept us all happy and fulfilled during the heat disappeared. Tiago got up and left the closet without a backward glance and Zeke followed him, clearly unhappy with me.

"I'll get food and drink," Ali muttered, pulling on his pants and heading out as well.

I was left with Angel, Micah, and Max and none of them looked very happy. With a sigh, I pulled myself together. "I'm sorry I can't be the omega you wanted."

"You're the omega we need," Angel told me. "Don't worry. We've only been together for a month. There's a lifetime left to prove you can trust us.