Chapter 18
Eighteen
FELIX
“Is she okay?” I whisper, standing with my dick bobbing against my abs as I walk over to Mal and Brice.
“She passed out,” Brice chuckles under his breath. “It’s for the best that she sleeps because I can feel through the bond that she’s in pain. This heat is going to be a rough bitch.”
“We’ll take care of her,” Remy murmurs, standing. “Was there anything she was looking for other than your knot? She pulled my sweater off me in the hallway. I think she’s looking to collect for her nest.”
Looking around at the discarded clothing on the floor and couch, I begin to pick up shirts for Hollis. She’ll want our scents even if we’re with her in her nest.
“Did she want anything else?” I ask.
“She’s going to want toys,” Brice murmurs, shifting so he’s still buried inside of Hollis’ pussy but no longer crushing her. “I’m glad you brought me this because it helped push her over the edge.”
As soon as I saw that Hollis was struggling to come, I went to pull something from the stash of toys that we’ve been collecting from the product testing closet at work. She warned us that staying with us could trigger her heat, we’d be idiots not to listen to her.
None of us wanted to pressure her into anything either, but I’m glad that she wants us to help her through her heat. Listening to her needy sounds as she tried to rough it alone would have been torture.
“I’ll get the bag and put it in her nest too,” I murmur.
“I’ll come with you,” Remy says, standing. “Should we get anything else set up?”
“I have a mini water dispenser that I’ll fill with ice and put in her nest too,” Malcolm decides.
Brice just smirks since he’s on cuddle duty, not that it should be considered a job. Hollis makes it easy to snuggle and care for her, despite the ice princess image she puts off to those who cross her.
I’m so glad she forgave us as easily as she did. We didn’t deserve it, but I’m glad for it anyway.
Remy and I walk across the house, and he grabs the bag as we head upstairs.
“We have cock rings, butt plugs, lubricant that I doubt we’ll use, clit suckers, a clit toy that’ll stay on her vulva and clit while we fuck her, and dildos with a knot if our cocks magically deflate from being overworked,” Remy says, snorting at himself. “I doubt that’ll happen, though.”
“It’s better to be overprepared,” I agree, shrugging. “I noticed there are masks in the bottom of the bag. Don’t think I didn’t see that.”
“It could be fun to wear them outside of a heat so she doesn’t know who is touching her,” Remy smirks. “I went a little overboard. Oh, speaking of which, can you grab some soft rope from your room? She may need some encouragement to eat and drink during this.”
“Are we playing keep away with knots?” I ask, shaking my head as he barks out a laugh. “Here, hide the clothes in her nest, I’ll get the rope.”
Rolling my eyes as he takes them from me, I take a detour to my room to find my softest rope. Since my pack and I have been together since college, we’ve had lots of time to experiment with each other.
It’ll be the first time we’re getting a bratty, heat crazed omega to eat though. She was so fierce as she bit Brice, and while I’m glad that someone will be able to make sure her inner thoughts are in line with what we’re doing during her heat, I’m also jealous.
I want her to claim me savagely. I just don’t know if I’ll be allowed to. Consent is huge for us, but is it true consent if she’s out of it from her heat?
I’m handing my brother the rope as I muse, and he raises his brow at me as he tucks it away.
“What’s wrong? All I can hear is chaos through our bond. You’re not making sense,” he grumbles, standing.
“Bite bonds,” I grunt. “If she’s asking for one, do we deflect or give it to her now that she’s in full blown heat?”
“Oh,” he says, standing. “I think it depends on what the bond with Brice says. If she’s in pain because she wants a bite bond, I’m giving it to her.
Her begging will absolutely slay me. I know I want her, and in my mind that means bite first and foremost. There’ll be time to learn everything about her.
It’s not like we waited very long to become a pack. ”
Once we all met and started dating, it took no time at all. We moved in together around the same time in college. It just made sense. Just like this does.
“Don’t overthink it,” Remy says. “Mal and Brice won’t let us lose ourselves. Even in a rut, Brice managed to make sure Hollis was taken care of. We’ll be fine.”
Shit on a stick. That’s what’s wrong. I’m nervous. I don’t want to do the wrong thing. Brice walks in with Hollis, who is whining in her sleep, and Mal follows with a water dispenser and cups.
“I’ll be back. I need to get the fruit,” Mal murmurs. “Or should I wait?”
Hollis’ gorgeous eyes open and she reaches for me. Unable to do anything other than lift her into my arms, I drop my head and kiss her.
“I want my nest,” she rasps, her skin burning hot. “Take me?”
She doesn’t realize we’re all in her room, and my worries threaten to strangle me. All I can do is focus on her, so I can make sure I’m giving her what she needs.
“Anything you want,” I promise, the words laying heavy on my lips.
My footsteps take me into her nest, and I lay her down with me.
There’s enough room on the giant mattress for Remy, Mal, and Brice, and the space is perfect for a nest. When we first bought the house, the realtor actually pitched this as an omega’s suite with a built in nest, but we pretended to ignore it.
We weren’t interested in an omega at the time. Several years later, it’s funny how we’re singing a different tune now.
Hollis pulls me until I’m draped over her body as I kiss her, and my hands glide down to coat my fingers in her slick between her thighs.
“Felix,” she sighs, writhing. All I can smell are apricots and lavender, and I growl at how fucking intoxicating it is.
“Are you going to be my good little omega and present for your alpha?” I ask, moving back and sucking her slick from my fingers as I groan. Hollis’ pupils blow out so hard, all I can see is a sliver of her blue-gray eyes.
Her lips part as she breathes a little harder, and I wrap the hand that still smells like her around my cock.
“Are you going to make me wait, Baby Girl? Malcolm likes to spank brats,” I growl.
Mal grins easily, willing to watch this play out as he reclines on the mattress. Biting her lip, Hollis flips onto her belly and scrambles onto her hands and knees to present her sweet cunt to me.
Fuck, it’s puffy, pink, and glistening. My mouth waters, and my thumbs expose her even more.
My bite would look so good on her ass.
Brice smacks me over the head as I grin, surging forward to suck on her clit hard.
“Felix, yes, ah!” Hollis pushes her ass up higher as her head lowers, and it breaks something inside of me.
She isn’t someone who bows down, yet here she is trusting me with her pleasure.
Holding her in place, I lap at her slick, suck on her clit, and push three fingers into her cunt at just the right moment.
Women are so different from males. It’s listening to their noises, finding out what they like, and then replicating that over and over.
They’re not as straight forward as men, but I love the mystery, and the challenge of figuring out Hollis is one I’ll gladly accept.
Her head is thrown back as she arches her back, and Remy gazes at her in a predatory way as he moves toward her head.
“So fucking beautiful,” he croons. Her eyes are watering from pure frustration and need. I can feel her pussy fluttering around my fingers, begging to come. “I think you need Felix’s cock, don’t you?”
“Yes,” she gasps. “I do.”
Now that my answer is clear, I straighten and drag my cock through her arousal. “Then it’s yours.”
I have a sudden moment where I worry that I’ll need a condom, and push the thought at Malcolm and Brice. Maybe they’ll know, because I didn’t think to buy any. We may have some samples in the house from distributors, but we never use them unless it’s something we have to test.
“ The doctor gave her a birth control shot at the hospital,” Brice says through the bond, getting comfortable.
Thank fuck.
There’s no lead up after this as I thrust inside of her wet cunt, my teeth gritting together at how good she feels. Fuck, how did Brice manage to last so long? He deserves a fucking medal.
Holding her hips tightly I drag her over my cock, listening as she moans.
“Remy,” she moans. “I want your cock. Let me suck you off.”
Fuck, her mouth. Hollis has no filter, whatever she wants coming out. I love it, because she’s always so careful about what she says otherwise.
My brother’s fingers tangle in Hollis’ hair, pulling her head back as he strokes his cock with his other hand. Precum stains her lips as he drags it over her mouth, and she begs him for more as she opens wide.
“Please, Alpha,” she says, her words slightly garbled.
Remy’s lids half close as he pushes his cock into her mouth, muttering about how damn good it feels. Together, we fuck her, and Mal slides underneath Hollis’ body to suck and torture her breasts.
Her pussy contracts every time he does something to her, and I curse.
“Mal,” I complain as Remy groans.
“Her throat is strangling my cock,” he gasps. “Mmm. Such a greedy little thing, aren’t you, baby? You’re just going to live on cum and knots?”
Hollis groans happily as she pushes her head down further to take his cock. We’re all on the large side, but she refuses to let it overwhelm her. Hollis just keeps trying to take more.
“I think that’s a yes,” Brice says with a chuckle.
Kneeling next to me, he pushes his fingers into Hollis’ cunt, ignoring my cock as I fuck her. My vision short circuits as he forces her to take more of his fingers and my cock, and my chest heaves at how much tighter she gets.
“Breathe, Felix,” he chuckles.
“You’re such a dick,” I gasp. “Shit, Brice.”