Chapter 43 Delilah
FORTY-THREE
Delilah
I breathe in Nash’s maple and toasted marshmallow scent as he races up the stairs, endorphins streaming through my body.
He seems to be worried, but all I can concentrate on is how amazing he smells.
And how freaking incredible this entire house smells.
The scent of caramel, coffee, and coconut seems to absorb into my skin, giving me the urge to roll around and cover myself in it.
“Mmmm,” I groan. “Did it always smell so good here?”
“It does now.” Jagger’s voice comes from behind me as Nash urgently kicks the door to the nest open. “You’re leaving a pretty strong trail of perfume behind you, rainbow.”
“Shoes off!” I squeal before Nash stomps into my sacred space.
I recoil at the thought of muddy boots treading all over my blankets and lovely, soft carpet.
“You got it.” He gently places me down then bends to undo his laces. My crotch tingles with his head so close to it, and my hand juts out—unable to control my urges—as I grab his head and push his face into my skirt.
“What an impatient omega,” he croons, hoisting the fabric up and inhaling me through it.
His nose pressing against my pussy has me grinding against him, rocking into his face.
“Whoa…” Tae’s practically drooling from the doorway, holding an assortment of objects in his arms. “She really wants you, dude.”
“I’m not going to keep you waiting, omega.” Nash nudges his nose along my clit, causing a tremor to rumble through me. “But I need to take my boots off first, okay?”
“But—”
A shoeless Jagger comes to distract me, grinning down at me as his hands rub up and down my arms, leaving goose bumps behind. My knees weaken as I snag against him.
“You’re burning up.” Jagger frowns in concern.
“I feel perfectly fine!” I claw at his T-shirt, desperate to touch his inked skin underneath.
“Based on what Delilah told me about her heats, we’ll be in for a few days,” Tae comments as he sets down the things in his arms on a nearby table.
“Mmmm…” If Jagger or Nash respond, I don’t even hear it, too busy wrapping my arms around Jagger’s neck and drawing him in. All I crave right now is closeness. His skin on mine. His mouth on mine. The thrum of his heart beating against my chest. Fuck, I want it all with him. And the other two.
This doesn’t feel like one of my usual heats. Usually, the onset is plagued by pain and discomfort, but this is more of a deep-seated desire to simply be with them. All of them. My pack.
“Let’s get you out of your clothes.” Jagger pulls back a tad to remove my shirt.
“But it smells like Nash,” I whine. “His scent is all over it.”
“You’ve got the real thing right here,” Nash snickers, now on my other side and helping me get out of it. “You don’t need your clothes.”
I pout. “If I take it off, you better not go anywhere.”
“Sweetheart, I’m never leaving your side again,” he promises, his smoldering brown eyes causing my heart to do cartwheels.
They both undress me, one item of clothing at a time, until I’m standing in my underwear while Tae finishes stocking up the mini fridge with supplies he brought.
Nash lifts me up, carrying me from the nook into the main nest area and throwing me onto the bed.
The moment he drops me, panic surges through me, desperately needing physical contact with him.
“Come back!” I reach for him. “Please!”
“We’re right here.” Tae comes to sit by my side. He pulls me into his arms to cradle me against him, calming me instantly. “For whatever you need. Knot or not.”
“I don’t need a knot.” I smile as I trail my fingertip over my mark on Tae’s neck. My Beta. “I only need you.”
Tae kisses me, his tongue exploring my mouth as the mattress dips when the others join us.
“Fuck,” Nash groans. “She likes that.”
“Can you feel exactly how she does?” Jagger asks.
Tae smirks. “Let’s put that to the test…”
His lips brush down my face, then his tongue swipes across my fresh bond mark, making me tremble. I grip the bedding beneath me, slick soaking through my panties.
I buck my hips, my patience wearing thin as I grab his hand and forcefully place it on my thigh. “More!”
“Give our omega what she needs, Tae,” Jagger urges.
My pussy has developed a drumbeat of its own, a pounding in my core that’s screaming out, reminding me how badly I need to be filled.
“Are you in pain?” Tae’s hand freezes on its journey up my thigh. “What can I do?”
I’m so over any questions. With an impatient huff, I push Tae down onto the bed.
“I’m not in pain.” I climb on top of him, straddling him between my thighs. What else was I supposed to do? My beta just wasn’t moving quick enough! “But I need more… more of this… more of you.”
I caress him through his pants, loving how hard he is for me and that I have this effect on him.
I clumsily undo his zipper, only breathing a sigh of relief when his silky, sparkly member is finally in my hands.
I don’t have time to take off my panties, so I pull the fabric aside, the rest of the room and the guys falling out of my vision as nothing is more important than riding Tae’s pierced cock right now.
“Oh, shit.” Tae groans as I sink onto him.
The smooth metallic balls of his piercing are a shock to my insides, providing me with a temporary coolness as he sinks into my hot depths.
“Your pussy is so fucking tight. And the way your muscles are grabbing me…” His eyes roll back in his head as he grips my ass.
“Fuck, it’s like you’re trying to milk me. ”
“I am.” I quicken my pace, throwing my head back in wild abandon as I focus on this amazing feeling.
In a blur, someone unclips my bra, allowing Tae to reach up to play with my breasts, tweaking my nipples. I ride him faster, hoisting myself up and down his length until it feels like jolts of electricity are radiating through me.
I sense Nash’s arousal through our bond. Knowing how turned-on he’s getting by watching us only makes me wetter.
“Yes, yes, yes!” I moan, rocking onto Tae and coating him in my slick, only slowing my pace when my orgasm takes hold.
Tae grunts, grasping my ass cheeks so hard that it’ll leave marks tomorrow as he convulses beneath me, spilling his cum. With a satisfied grin, I open my eyes again.
“You’re so fucking good at that.” Tae’s chest rises and falls with quick breaths.
“You look so hot when you come, rainbow.” At my side, Jagger grabs my face, turning it so I’m forced to face him. His eyelids are hooded with lust, my gaze trailing hungrily down his now-naked body to where his cock is practically begging to be touched.
Surrounded by such hot men, how will I ever be able to leave the nest again?
I leave Tae trembling in a warm puddle as I clamber over to Jagger.
With a delicious bead of his pre-cum tantalizing me, I dive onto him with my mouth, licking the tip of his cock like it’s one of Vi’s ice cream cones, salty and sweet, just how I like it.
I run my tongue all over his shaft, moaning as his hips gyrate.
Behind me, another strong pair of hands tug off my panties and grabs my hips.
“A pussy so dripping with slick needs to be knotted.” Nash spanks me as his cock rubs my entrance. “Are you ready for me?”
I spread my legs wide so he can see every inch of my slippery center, craving his knot, hungry for him to complete me.
“Look at all my cum in there,” Tae groans, obviously admiring the view.
“It’ll be filled with so much more cum soon,” Nash promises as he smooths a hand over my ass. “Does your cunt want to be stuffed with more cum, omega?”
I wiggle my hips in response, refusing to speak because I can’t stand the thought of having to slide off of Jagger. He just tastes too good.
“Greedy little omega. You really like the thought of that, don’t you?
I can feel it.” Nash chuckles lightly. As if the overwhelming smell of my perfume wasn’t enough of an indication.
“I’m going to make sure your pussy eats up all our cum, shoving in any that falls out, because you need to know that you’re all ours. ”
Nash teases me, rubbing his shaft all over my wet lips.
“That’s it, baby.” Jagger’s fingers weave through my curls, guiding my head up and down him. “Suck my cock while your bonded fills you.”
“I didn’t know omegas could make this much slick.” Tae’s voice is filled with awe.
Although he doesn’t have the magical trait of not needing a recovery period like an alpha, I’m impressed that my beta already has a raging boner again.
I watch him touching himself, still glistening with my slick before he puts his hands to his lips, licking off every last bit of my essence and moaning. “Delicious.”
At the compliment, I purr onto Jagger. The noise must vibrate through his body as his hips judder, his grip tightening on my hair as he pushes himself to the back of my throat.
I gladly take him, choking him down, content in knowing that I’m doing everything I can to please my alpha while simultaneously helping to satisfy my unrelenting need.
Nash’s euphoria pierces through our bond as he enters me. I enjoy the stretch as I open for him, my skin pulling taut like elastic to fit his massive member. His growly grunts as he thrusts make me dizzy, loving how I’m being thoroughly used by the two of them.
“You’re doing so good.” Tae continues working his cock while the others share me. “Look at all those curves. How good your ass looks when Nash pounds into you like that.”
The force of Nash’s hips drives me down deeper onto Jagger’s cock, pushing him down my throat. Between that and Tae’s sexy narration, praising how well I’m taking them and how good I look doing it, I feel like the main character in a porno, and I revel in it.
“Do you want me to eat your pussy at the same time?” Tae asks.
I nod enthusiastically—so enthusiastically that Jagger’s cock slides out of my mouth from the vigor.
“Come back!” I whine, flailing to take him back in my mouth.
“I need to give Tae some space to do what he needs to do, rainbow.” Jagger chuckles. “Then I’ll be right back in your mouth where I belong.”
Tae slides underneath me in a 69 position.
“Oh my, Jesus, FUCK!” I see stars as his tongue laps against my clit. The combination of the heat of his tongue coupled with the friction from Nash’s plunging must be what heaven feels like.
Now that Tae’s comfortable, I need my final alpha.
As soon as Jagger returns to the same position as before, I take him in my mouth, precariously balancing on one hand so I can jerk Tae off at the same time.
I let out a huff of annoyance when I can’t get the angle right, and Tae’s cock springs free from my grasp.
“Your pussy is holding onto me so tight,” Nash groans as the tip of Tae’s tongue does a little dance over my clit, like he’s expertly strumming an instrument. “I’ll knot you if you keep squeezing this hard.”
I push my hips back in encouragement, allowing every inch of him to fill me completely.
He already knows how much I want this through our bond, but a little extra nudge doesn’t hurt.
It feels like flames are licking across my skin, every single touch and stroke amplified, like a vibrator is humming and pleasuring me from the inside out.
I pop off Jagger’s cock to give myself a second to catch my breath as Nash’s swollen knot engorges to what feels like double its usual size. The sudden stretch of my body has me questioning what is even physically possible.
“Nash!” I scream his name as an orgasm suddenly crashes through me.
He holds onto me, staying fixed in position as his knot flexes, filling me with cum like it’s his life’s sole mission.
While my own orgasm rocks through me like a freight train, Nash’s pleasure merges with mine, creating the perfect harmony. “Fuck, yes!”
Tae continues to feast on my clit, coaxing out flood after flood of slick-filled pleasure. Even though we’re not bonded in the same way as Nash and I, I swear, I can feel him too.
“Jagger—” I lunge for him again, basking in having his silky warmth return to my mouth.
I work him until he blows his load mere seconds later, spilling down my throat, while we all come together.
Once my vision is no longer blurry, I look up to see Jagger. His green eyes are blazing, watching me like I’m the Northern Lights or some other grand spectacle. He grins at me. “Wow.”
My legs are still trembling from the ripples of pleasure that are shooting through me as I manage a shaky nod in response.
Gasping for breath, we say nothing, a tangled mess of limbs in a sweaty heap. Once again, Nash’s knot is the calming tether I need to drop my core temperature back to normal.
Nothing can compare to this—the safe, fuzzy feeling that comes from being surrounded by my pack.