Chapter 27
CHAPTER 27
Issa
T he entire pack had squeezed into the pack bed in the omega quarters when we got home. Where most packs, most alphas would have been wrapped around their omega, all four men had been wrapped around me, all finding ways to touch me as though unable to bear being so much as a few inches away.
Yeah, that night had sucked. At least the part where the alpha had treated me like shit, my alpha beating him to a pulp, then the cops showing up.
But my time with Ax in the office, my time calming his alpha, then the hour all five of us spent touching and kissing and making love once we got home was nothing short of perfection.
It had been three days since all that had transpired, and we were planning a pack outing to a local store designed for omega needs. Omega’s Desires carried practically anything that could be imagined, and what wasn’t on the shelves could be ordered and delivered directly to our house within a day or two .
The nest in Amir’s quarters had a cushioned floor and walls along with some bland, neutral pillows, but it would need more. At least we had made use of the room on more than a few occasions and covered it with our scents instead of that chemical scent blocker that had covered every inch before.
Amir was trying his best to hide it, but he was definitely in preheat. He’d already been damned near insatiable before, but now, it felt as though he was constantly rubbing up against one of us, luring one of us for a quickie or a blowjob, or simply dragging me to the couch to straddle him whether I was clothed or not.
Had someone told me last year that I would be in a constant state of arousal, I would have laughed in their face. Especially if they’d told me I would be so comfortable around and turned on by three alphas while completely obsessed with an omega.
But here I was, tucked under Ax’s arm as Enzo pushed the cart with Cyrus helping Amir pick out various colors and textures of pillows and blankets for his nest before his heat came crashing in and his omega went crazy when his space wasn’t right.
Amir’s beautiful face was taut, his pupils dilated, and sweat dampened the rogue curls that had come loose from the bun at the nape of his neck.
Slipping out from under Ax’s arm, I sidled up beside my omega and nuzzled against his chest.
“You okay?” I whispered. “We can go home and shop online.”
He shook his head and rubbed his chin against my head then nuzzled against my cheek, a rusty, broken purr rumbling from his chest. “I still have some time.”
His perfume had pushed past the scent blockers and even the filtration system working overtime in the store since omegas didn’t tend to appreciate other omegas’ scents. Especially when their pack was present.
Amir continued to scent mark me as I wrapped my arms around his back and hugged him tightly. I could feel his cock hard against my stomach and could scent his slick. He was much closer than he was letting on .
My beautiful omega was so damn strong.
The cart Enzo pushed was full and items occasionally tilted over the side, causing one of the alphas to have to dart forward to catch a pillow or rolled up blanket before it could fall and hit the floor.
“Heat gifts,” Cyrus muttered to himself, completely unaware that his omega was struggling behind him.
“We can deal with that later. Let’s get Amir home,” I said, tilting my head back to look into my omega’s face.
His pupils were blown, his cheeks were flushed a dark pink, and I swore I could feel his body temperature growing by the second where we were pressed together.
Cyrus turned to glance at us over his shoulder then did a quick double take. “Are you in pain?”
If Amir was cramping, he hadn’t made a single whimper or touched his abdomen. But his fever was definitely kicking in and his pheromones were strong, his scent coating my tongue and nestling its way into my pores.
“I’m fine,” Amir said, his voice deeper, more guttural, but not in that sexy way he sounded when he was taking me hard and fast.
“Is there somewhere we can ease him?” Cyrus asked, leaning to the side to look down an aisle, though I wasn’t sure whether he was looking for a pack room or a sales associate.
“I’ve got a couple more days,” Amir said, the rusty purr broken and stuttering as he held me tight and continued to rub his scent gland along my cheek and head.
“I think you’re down to a few hours,” I said, tilting my chin back to look into his face again.
His warm, light brown skin looked pale, sweat was beading along his forehead, and his pupils were blown so wide the green of his irises were nearly invisible.
“Let’s finish up and get him home,” Enzo said, pushing the cart toward the registers while attempting to juggle the items that kept trying to fall over the sides.
Amir didn’t loosen his hold as we all followed our pack lead to the front of the store, but I guided our omega through the front doors and to the waiting SUV with Ax on our heels. The alarm beeped and the doors unlocked before we reached the vehicle as Ax hit the fob and gave us entry instead of making us wait for the whole pack to join us.
Amir could pretend he was fine all he wanted, but his appearance and tight, jerky movements said otherwise.
The moment we were enclosed behind the confines of the SUV, Amir leaned forward, an arm wrapping around his middle as a pained whimper tore from his throat.
“Oh my gosh, sweetheart. I could have eased you in a backroom or something,” I said, running my hand through his hair to push it away from his face. “Can I help?”
“Do you need some water or something?” Ax asked as he climbed in on the other side of our omega.
This was a change. The guys always demanded I stay between them, as though they all wanted to protect me with their own bodies. But our beautiful omega needed us.
I didn’t have the proper equipment to help chase away the worst of his heat symptoms, would end up being the one to ensure everyone was eating and drinking enough to avoid dehydration. But there was no way he would let me stay away for long. Nor did I want to. I was so fucking crazy in love with our omega.
With all of them. And I really needed to start saying it more often. Or, you know, at all. I’d really only told Ax how I felt, but I’d meant that about all of them, even if they hadn’t heard me that day. Though I was sure they had either watched us on the cameras or at least watched the playback.
Yep. I was bonded to a bunch of perverts, and it was endearing.
“I’m fine,” Amir said, forcing a smile at me that looked more like a grimace, even as another whimper tore from his throat.
“We’re alone in here. Let us help you,” Ax said.
But Amir’s eyes were on me, boring into mine, and for a brief moment, it felt as though he wasn’t actually seeing me, as though, for a second, he was lost to his hindbrain before we’d gotten him home.
He didn’t have days. And I was beginning to think he didn’t have hours left, either. Our last two alphas needed to hurry up so we could get Amir home, get the nest ready, and get him settled. We still needed to make sure the new items didn’t carry the scents of any other omegas who might have touched the pillows or blankets while shopping, had to stock the minifridge with bottles of water, had to make sure there were plenty of easy to eat options for the next few days…
And now I felt a bit like a failure of a beta. It was generally our job to make sure our pack was stable and healthy when they lost themselves to their baser sides. And I’d been so distracted by my job and our new relationship that I’d let time pass by entirely too quickly.
Then again, we’d thought we had a few more weeks.
We all believed the incident at the club with the asshole alpha had messed with Amir’s biology, the stress sending his body into overdrive with his need to protect me.
Which, of course, was silly. He was the omega. I was just the beta. He was the one who was to be protected at all times.
Cyrus and Enzo hurried through the front doors, their arms loaded with bags, before Amir could answer Ax. He was still staring at me, his lips parted as his breath came in pants, but he looked dazed.
After the bags were secured in the hatchback, Enzo climbed behind the wheel while Cyrus took the passenger seat, turning his upper body to look back at us. “You doing okay, omega?”
But Amir continued to stare at me, his blinks coming slowly, the softest whine lifting on the air barely louder than his pants.
“I think we need to hurry,” I said, frowning up at Amir.
The longer he stared, the longer he went without responding, the more worried I was growing. I was beginning to sweat where our bodies touched, his fever so high I felt it through our clothes.
“Omega?” Cyrus said, a deep crease forming between his brows.
“Amir,” Enzo barked, checking the rearview mirror as he split his attention between us and the road.
Our pack lead’s bark broke through whatever trance Amir was in and he slowly – and eerily – turned his head toward the front of the vehicle.
And then a heart wrenching whine tore from his throat and he wrapped both arms around his middle as the first major wave of cramping clenched his insides.
“Oh baby,” I cried out as tears welled in my eyes. Releasing my seatbelt, I immediately climbed onto his lap and threw my legs on either side of his hips. “Let me help. I know it won’t be as good as a knot, but I hate seeing you…like this.”
I cupped his face in my hands and pressed kisses to his forehead, cheeks, and nose, before slanting my mouth over his and sighing when his arms wrapped around my back and hugged me tightly. Almost immediately, his hips began to rise under me, gyrating and grinding his erection against my covered core.
Damn it. Why hadn’t I worn a dress or skirt today? I could have easily lifted the hem and pushed my underwear to the side for better access.
His perfume practically exploded from him, stirring the alphas until their growls rumbled nonstop throughout the cab. Their scents rose as their hormones urged them to rut their omega. We were no less than thirty minutes from home and there was only so much room in the SUV, even if we were to put all the seats down.
Amir’s lips tore from my mine and nipped at my throat as he continued to hold me tightly against his chest, his hips thrusting up over and over as though stimulating himself or trying to tear through our clothes.
“Ax. Help me,” I said, trying to pull away to undo and remove my pants enough to give Amir a little relief.
Strong, deft fingers undid my pants then dragged them over my hips, even helping me lift to get them low enough for Amir to have access to my pussy. I assumed Ax was the one to also release Amir’s cock from his pants and hold him steady for me to lower onto his shaft since Amir refused to release his grip on me even the slightest.
As I lowered onto him, his girth stretched me and pulled a breathy moan from my throat.
My gentle, sweet omega didn’t give me any time to adjust to the intrusion before he began to thrust up into me. His lips were parted as a nearly constant whine lifted on the air with his perfume and his pupils fully engulfed the green of his beautiful eyes until they appeared almost black.
This wasn’t preheat. We absolutely did not have days or even hours.
My beautiful Amir was in heat, and we were trapped inside this SUV until we could get him home, in his nest, and knotted by one of our alphas.