Chapter 21
CHAPTER 21
Amir
E nzo wasn’t completely off base as far as how much Issa and I had to drink tonight. But it wasn’t liquid courage spurring this moment. It was Issa. It was the alphas’ pheromones swimming in the air and stirring my omega.
It was the sense of rightness that had washed over me when Issa had declared me pack.
Then adorably asked whether it was okay for her to do such a thing without speaking to me or her alphas.
Our alphas. They would be my alphas, hopefully before the night was over.
Ax had followed us upstairs and to the omega wing that would be mine when I officially moved in. I had made love to Issa with my mouth in this room once, but our scents were beginning to fade and it smelled too neutral, like some chemical cleaner that had been used before any of them knew I existed.
Did that mean they’d had someone else in this room before me? Had they courted other omegas? Fucked other omegas?
A possessive rage sizzled in my veins and sent my hormones on a rampage. Bite. Pack. Breed.
None of us had discussed our future as far as parenthood, but I was in no hurry. I wasn’t even sure whether I wanted kids. Not that I didn’t like them, I’d just never spent much time picturing myself pregnant or as a parent. Something else I could thank my parents for – they’d never made me feel as if my only role in life was to carry a pup for my future alphas.
That didn’t mean I didn’t want each of these alphas to sink their teeth into my shoulder, to knot me, to bond me to them and to their pack, to make me Issa’s omega, their omega.
I had definitely spent more time with Issa than the alphas, but they worked a lot during the week. She and I spent a lot of time on the phone, FaceTiming, or texting for hours on end.
That was nothing compared to being with her, touching her, kissing her, having her in my arms.
Having her tight, wet pussy wrapped around my cock.
I was a few weeks away from my next heat. What I really wanted was to be settled here, to get my nest ready before that time came. I knew Enzo, Ax, and Cyrus would have zero problem with helping me through the fever and pain of my cycle. And there was no way I would want to go through that without my sweet beta present.
But things would have to be right or my omega wouldn’t be settled.
Issa giggled the sweetest tinkling sound as Ax all but tackled the two of us to the cushioned floor of the nest. Just like the rest of the quarters, it was devoid of any scent but the lingering hints of Issa’s warm linen and my sweet and fruity perfume.
I wanted it saturated with that sun dried sheet smell, copper wires, warm, damp wood, and spiced rum. I wanted the fabric soaked with our scents, our sweat, and our release. Then I wanted to roll around in it, to coat myself with their signatures, to wear them and their bites with pride for the world to know I was claimed by the most beautiful pack ever.
They weren’t the first to court me, but they were the only ones who’d made me want to finally settle down. And I knew it had everything to do with the Italian beta kissing and nuzzling my neck while Ax worked at removing his clothes then started on Issa’s.
Oh, hell no. I wanted to be naked, too. I wanted to feel their skin against mine. I wanted to finally feel Ax’s knot locking us together.
Or Enzo’s. Or Cyrus’s. Or rather and Enzo’s and Cyrus’s, one after the other.
Fuck. The thought of finally being with not one but all three alphas while my beautiful Issa rode my cock made slick roll down my thighs.
Ax’s nostrils flared and his pupils blew wide. A loud, rumbling purr burst from his chest.
“Fuck, you smell good,” he said, pulling Issa’s naked body closer to him while wrapping a hand around my neck to bring my face to his and slamming his lips against mine.
I was an omega, but I sure as fuck wasn’t petite or dainty. And definitely not fragile. I didn’t want any of them to treat me like glass. I wanted everything they could give me. I wanted Ax’s lips wrapped around my cock while Issa straddled my face and used my tongue to get herself off. I wanted to drink down her release while shooting my cum down Ax’s throat.
So many fantasies. So many possibilities.
As Issa lowered to her knees between Ax and I, copper tinged with frayed wires and damp wood filled the nest. Enzo and Cyrus hadn’t stayed away. Even after Cyrus and Enzo tried to convince me and Issa we were too tipsy to consent, they couldn’t stay away.
Ax’s hand tangled in my long curls, tilting my head to deepen the kiss. When Issa’s mouth closed over my cock and took me deep enough I felt the flared head bump the back of her throat, I moaned into Ax’s mouth, practically leaning on him when my knees threatened to give out .
“You look so beautiful blowing your omega,” Cyrus said from my right. He sounded as though he was kneeling.
I wanted to pull away to make sure everyone was naked, but Ax’s kiss was hungry and desperate and was stealing not just my breath but all logical thought while Issa felt as though she was trying to suck my soul through the head of my dick.
“Fuck,” I moaned against Ax’s lips.
He pulled away with a moan, both of us lowering our heads as Issa took Ax’s cock in her hand while bobbing her mouth on mine. Then she switched, her hand stroking me, her mouth wrapped around Ax’s long, thick dick.
Enzo knelt beside her, pushing her hair over her shoulder. “Beta, I need to know this is you and not the liquor. None of us will forgive ourselves if we let this go too far and have you end up regretting everything in the morning.”
Ax groaned in frustration when she pulled her mouth from him to look into the pack lead’s eyes.
“I want this, alpha. I want to be yours. All of yours. I want us to be official. I’ve wanted this for so long but was too scared to say anything.”
I knew she was terrified of being rejected. She’d felt as though they deserved more. And I knew it would take more than a couple weeks of my coaxing and a few months of the alphas doting on her for her to heal, but she was finally seeing her worth.
“And Amir agreed to it.”
“I don’t need to be courted. I’m yours if you’ll have me.” As long as Issa was in the picture. I would go anywhere this beautiful beta went. I wasn’t above admitting I had fallen hard and fast for her. I had never been one to question my feelings or my instincts.
And every part of me down to my soul believed she and this pack were my home. They were mine.
Enzo searched Issa’s face, then touched his fingers under her chin and turned her face toward him so he could press a soft, lingering kiss to her lips. When he pulled back, their smiles grew wider by the second .
And then the room exploded in perfume and hormones and pheromones as Cyrus urged me onto the nest’s padding, Enzo removed his clothes, and Ax urged Issa onto my cock.
I hissed in a breath at the feel of her wet, tight heat wrapping around me, the heavy-lidded look she leveled on me, the way her full tits rose and fell with deep breaths.
I love you. I love you. I love you.
Those words constantly floated through my mind as I stared into her light brown eyes. I couldn’t say them, not yet. This was a huge step. If the night went the way she and I wanted, both of us would be linked through all three alphas. We would be Issa and Amir Rivera. I would move my meager belongings into the omega nest.
And we would live happily ever after. Because my girl deserved no less.
For now, though, I wanted to be with my pack, to make love to my beta, to be knotted by my alphas.
My alphas. My beta. My pack.
Mine .
Issa’s small warm hands rested on my chest as she leaned forward and began to ride me, slowly at first, her sweet smile barely pulling up the corners of her lips. I could smell the alcohol on her breath, but her eyes were focused even if her pupils were dilated.
Flattening a hand against her upper back, I urged her forward so I could taste her lips. There were hints of the shots and the martini, but there was also her warm, comforting taste along with the heady taste of Ax’s signature that had transferred from his thick cock.
As our tongues danced and tasted each other, my knees were urged further apart. A finger gently tested my hole, smoothing slick around and making it easier for that same finger to slide inside me.
I had no idea who was touching me, not without pulling my mouth from Issa and craning my neck to look around. I didn’t care. As long as I felt a knot before the night was over.
I’d never been a prude. I’d been with alphas, betas, and omegas since losing my virginity at seventeen. But nothing had ever compared to the feeling of an alpha’s knot or a female locking around my cock.
Not until I’d felt Issa.
There was a small voice in the back of my head, something telling me to be leery, that everything was moving quickly, that I needed to shield myself from future pain.
But yeah, that voice was tiny in comparison to my omega hindbrain demanding I lock these four down immediately.
The finger disappeared, then warm strong thighs pressed against mine, opening my legs further until the blunt head of a cock pressed against my opening. I moaned as the cock slid into me slowly, pulling my mouth away and tossing my head back, the overload of pleasure from Issa riding my cock while one of the alphas took my ass nearly too much.
At this rate, I would blow my load too soon. And I wanted to enjoy every second of my first time with the whole pack.
When I opened my eyes, I spotted Enzo behind Issa, his head lowered, his eyes on where he was pumping into me slowly. A vein bulged on the side of his neck as though he was holding back. Any other time I might have told him to fuck me hard, fast, to give me everything he had. But I was practically doing algebra in my mind to keep myself from coming.
Not that I wouldn’t immediately be ready for another round. And another. I would – could – never get tired of the way Issa felt wrapped around my cock. I could never get tired of her sweet, breathy moans, the lust drunk look in her eyes, the way she tasted on my tongue.
“Please tell me you’re on something,” I begged Issa as Enzo’s pace picked up and rubbed all the right places inside me.
“I have an implant,” she confirmed with a nod, silently giving me permission to paint her inner walls with my cum.
“Thank fuck,” I groaned.
Ax leaned forward, his lips grazing Issa’s ear as he whispered, “Can I take your ass while he fucks your pussy? ”
Oh fuck. Oh shit. Any more pressure and I was goner. Just his words almost caused my balls to explode.
A siren’s smile lit up her face as she nodded. I had no idea whether she’d ever taken a dick back there. Betas weren’t built like omegas, weren’t built to be bred over and over by alphas. It was some primal thing from our past when omegas were even rarer than they were today.
The fear she might get hurt actually helped ease those first tingles of an orgasm.
I watched, enraptured, as Ax threw a leg over both of mine until his ass was cradled in the space where my knees had been pushed open for Enzo. A moan escaped my lips when Ax smiled at me, reached down, and gathered some of my slick to lube our beta’s back hole.
And just like that, those fucking tingles started at the base of my spine again.
“Tell me if it’s too much,” Ax whispered as he pressed soft kisses along her bare shoulders.
Her lips parted, a guttural noise left her throat, and then she fell forward, her breasts pressed against my chest.
I could see Enzo and Ax clearly now, could see Ax slowly pushing into Issa, could see Enzo’s tight expression as he struggled for control over his own body.
Turning my head, I sought Cyrus. He sat a few feet away, his cock in his hand, his eyes roaming along every inch of the four of us.
“Plan to join us any time soon?” I asked then winked when he met my eyes.
Crawling closer, he leaned in and kissed me, his tongue slipping past the seam of my lips in a wet, licking kiss. His hand tangled in Issa’s hair and pulled her head up so he could claim her mouth as well.
And then he settled on his knees, his cock bobbing between the two of us.
This was the first time we’d all fucked at the same time, but Issa and I apparently had the same idea. She instantly swallowed his length while I lifted my head and licked and sucked Cyrus’s sac, alternating to teasing his swollen knot before returning to his balls, humming at the warm taste of him.
“Fuuuck,” Cyrus groaned out, each of his hands resting on Issa’s and my heads.
“Where do you want our marks, omega?” Enzo asked, the muscles in his jaw prominent as he clenched his teeth.
“I want everyone to see them,” I said, then returned my attention to Cyrus’s balls.
“Can I cum in your ass?” Enzo asked. His face was red, and those veins looked on the verge of exploding any second.
“Fill me, alpha. Fill me then come up here and make me yours.”
My words set off a tidal wave. Enzo finished first with a growl, followed by Ax, his arm banding around Issa’s chest as he sucked on the mark he’d left on her shoulder.
Cyrus gripped Issa’s hair and stared into her eyes, waiting for her permission. She gripped his thighs and kept him from pulling away until he growled out his orgasm, filling her mouth and throat with his release.
Enzo carefully pulled from me, and I couldn’t help the moan at the sensation of his cum and my slick trailing from my ass to soak into the padding below us. He hadn’t knotted me, but I needed his mark more in this moment.
Once Ax pulled out of Issa, she was able to rise and fall on my cock, her head thrown back, back arched, breasts beautifully on display. I gripped her hips, urging her on, urging her to move faster. I wanted to feel her clenching around me as she fell apart before finding my own pleasure in her curvy body.
The alphas shuffled around on their knees, circling their beta and alpha.
“I need to mark you,” Cyrus said to Issa, his voice growly and so full of need.
“Yes! Please!” she cried out, tilting her head back to give him access to her throat.
She’d told me she’d planned to ask at least one of them to cover the mark from her first alpha, and that was exactly where Ax’s mark was, the skin pink but healing. It would be the most incredible silver crescents when fully healed.
By the end of the night, the two of us would wear necklaces of our alphas’ marks, their bites. We would be bonded to them and each other.
Cyrus gently clasped her chin and pressed a kiss to her lips, her cheeks, then ran his mouth over her throat before opening his mouth and slowly clamping down directly in the center.
Issa cried out, her pussy clenching and fluttering, milking my cock the same time Enzo leaned over me and kissed me deeply, stealing my own sounds of pleasure before they could lift on the air.
He waited until my muscles were no longer taut, until I was no longer shooting streams of cum inside Issa before pulling back and lowering his mouth to my throat, his teeth instantly sinking into my flesh like a snake attacking its prey.
There was the faintest hint of a sting before so many sensations washed over me, through me, filling me with warmth and brightness. I needed Cyrus’s mark. And Ax’s. I needed to feel them and Issa.
As Enzo’s tongue lapped at the blood seeping from the wound, my omega grew unsteady as the ridiculous sense of rejection squeezed my heart. Without a full bond, it felt as though they didn’t want me. My logical side knew how stupid the thought was, but my hindbrain had fully taken over.
A whine tore from my chest even as Enzo tended to his bonding mark. He jerked away, his wide eyes finding mine.
“Did I hurt you?” He truly looked panicked as he searched my face.
“More.” Damn it. This was the part that had always bothered me about my designation. I hated when my emotions hit that rollercoaster and refused to settle. And the only thing that would settle them now was a full bond.
Issa slowed and looked into my face. “More from me? A knot?”
Unable to force words to form on my tongue, I turned my head and craned my neck in silent invitation.
Ax chuckled a ridiculously sexy sound. “He wants more bites,” he said as he lowered and peppered my chest with kisses, his tongue flicking out to tease one of my hard nipples. “Where do you want my mark, omega?”
A smile slowly stretched across my lips from both humor and a sense of rightness. Leave it to Ax to jump in feet first. Or rather headfirst. I’d liked him from the start, liked the way he had all but cheered Issa on when he’d caught us in Cyrus’s office, loved that he had been the first to climb over the wall that I’d simply bulldozed through.
“I want the world to see it,” I said, lifting a hand from Issa’s hip to push my fingers through his shoulder length hair as it framed his face.
He grinned, his expression bright and warm in the dim light of the thin lights around the edges of the nest.
The feeling of his teeth sinking into my throat, directly over my Adam’s apple, sent another orgasm rippling through my body. I yelled with the intensity, my hips jerking up, shoving myself deeper into Issa as my dick twitched over and over, our combined release trailing from her to create the sexiest fucking puddle on my groin.
Instantly, I felt Issa bloom bright in my chest, felt her affection…her love. I could pretend that love was solely for her alphas. She’d told me she had been in love with them for a while.
But it was there, the love she felt for me.
My beta loved me. Issa fucking loved me.