Chapter 13 Crush Builds Killian A Nest #2
With his knot tugging lightly behind Killian’s rim, the alpha carried Killian to the spare bedrooms, throwing open the linen closets on the way.
Crush tucked a bundle of duvets under his arm and brought it to his bedroom, dumping them on the clean floor next to his bed.
One by one, he visited every room, stealing all the blankets off the beds.
“I’ll need you to help with this,” Crush said when they were back in his bedroom. “We’re going to build the walls of the nest.”
He gave Killian a lumpy blanket, taking small sections at a time to shape it into a tall circle. When he had a high enough wall, Crush laid down several blankets on top of the blanket circle, to make a cozy concave shape.
Through it all, his knot kept jostling Killian’s prostate, sending jolts of pleasure through his body whenever they moved.
Crush raided the spare bedrooms for pillows and cushions next, stuffing them into the nest. Then he tucked his used clothes between all the pillows.
“That looks really cozy,” Killian moaned. He could already smell whiffs of Crush’s forest scent in the nest. It smelled so good.
“This isn’t all I have planned.” Crush added some of his clean clothes to the pillow pile.
Then he went to the office and pulled a few books off the shelves.
“I don’t have your favorite books right now, but these can stand in for them until I manage to get them shipped.
No stuffed toys yet, either; we’ll go through a few sites and pick out those you like best. I might send Hansel into town for some emergency stuffies. ”
“This is already way more than enough,” Killian hurried to say. “Any more, and I might not be able to fit in.”
Crush laughed. “Then I’ll build you a bigger nest. For now, I’ll lift the pillows so you can burrow under them. Good thing I had spare pillows and blankets for my pack. Not that they’ve been here recently; this cabin doesn’t smell like anyone but us. I use it to get away from town sometimes.”
Killian nodded. “That’s probably why it was so easy for me to settle in. It doesn’t smell like wolves all over.”
Crush raised an eyebrow. “I’m a wolf. This place smells like me.”
“Well... You do smell like a predator. You smell dangerous. But also safe. It’s like I’m stepping into the sea with a shark just a few feet away, but the shark brought me food.” Killian paused and thought about what he said. Then he cringed. “That sounds terrible!”
“Sounds accurate, though.” Crush grinned.
Killian groaned into his hands.
“I’ll get you a nightlight for the nest,” the alpha continued. “Food... We have some granola bars that might work. I’ll look for more nest-friendly snacks the next time we get groceries.”
He carried Killian to the kitchen and rummaged through the pantry, dropping some snacks and candy into a large mixing bowl. He added some fruits and bottles of water too, before bringing it all back to the bedroom.
“See if your nest is to your liking,” Crush said, climbing in and turning around so Killian was on top of him.
The nest was amazing. Several soft pillows surrounded them; the snack bowl floated on top of the cushions. Crush’s books were tucked away to the side, and there was already a wall-mounted TV in front of Crush’s bed. Killian even had his very own space heater—Crush.
“I’m not sure how this nest could be better,” he admitted. “It has all the best things.”
“I’ll get you a longer charging cable so you can charge your phone in here. We’ll make some space for Naddie too.”
Killian swallowed hard. “That all sounds amazing. Thank you.”
Crush rumbled. The sound shot up Killian’s spine and made all his hair stand on end; it felt so good.
“Growl again,” Killian pleaded, snuggling into Crush’s chest.
Crush gave a low, throaty rumble, just this side of dangerous.
Killian shivered. “I could sit all day and listen to you growl. It feels amazing.”
“Yeah?” The alpha grinned.
He let loose a deeper, louder growl that went straight between Killian’s legs. Killian writhed and whimpered, his body growing hot.
Crush’s voice deepened. “You’re clenching around my knot, sweetheart.”
Actually, the warmth in Killian’s body was still growing, expanding like a shockwave. He rocked himself back and forth, his ass slicking up around Crush’s cock.
Suddenly, it wasn’t enough just to have Crush’s knot.
“I need more,” Killian blurted. He dug his fingers into Crush’s arm, feeling unmoored.
Crush’s pupils dilated. “Is this another heat?”
“Maybe.” Killian bit his lip. “I need your cum again.”
The alpha’s pupils blew wide open. He flipped them around and pressed Killian into his soft, fluffy nest. Then he began to grind his knot into Killian, short, firm thrusts that had Killian whining and spreading his legs, trying to drag his alpha closer.
Crush leaned in and growled into Killian’s ear, “You need more cum to knock you up. That’s what this is, isn’t it? You want to submit to me like an omega, take my cock like an omega. You want me to go into rut and breed you the way only an alpha can.”
Killian sobbed, his entire body burning with need. He clawed at Crush’s back, trying to pull him closer. “I need.”
Crush rocked so firmly against his prostate that Killian cried out. The alpha tucked the corner of a blanket into Killian’s mouth.
“Bite down,” Crush said.
He fucked Killian with his knot, putting so much pressure on Killian’s sensitive spot that Killian screamed and came, and he kept on coming.
“That’s it. You’re opening up inside, ready to receive my cum.” Crush sounded breathless. He bit down on Killian’s neck and sucked. “Can’t get away now, bunny. You’re mine to breed.”
Killian came so hard that Crush groaned, shoving his knot against that sweet spot.
Killian lost track of how many orgasms he had. Crush’s thrusts turned short and uneven; he snarled and came deep inside, holding Killian down as his thick length pulsed. Putting more and more cum into Killian’s body.
Crush began thrusting again, rolling his hips and turning Killian into a shaking mess. It was the best sex Killian ever had in his life.
“I love having your cum inside me,” he admitted breathlessly.
“Mmm. Yeah?” Crush pulled Killian’s hips higher to receive his cock better. “Guess you need another load then.”
Crush held him down, and mated him so intensely that Killian came and blacked out.
In his dream, Killian was naked, wandering the halls of the mercenary base. He paused when he saw his past self—bloody and scrawny—being beaten up on a thin training mat. They had done that repeatedly until he had learned to defend himself.
Right now, his captors surrounded his younger self, amongst them an alpha who had enjoyed grabbing Killian’s throat and suffocating him.
Albert Bleu was cruel, more so than the rest. He wasn’t often at the prison, but Killian made sure to be on his best behavior whenever that alpha was around. He had too many memories of that alpha’s hands on his throat, gripping him so tightly he couldn’t breathe.
Bleu was watching this fight hungrily, waiting for Killian to fall.
The dream shifted.
Killian watched as his past self sneaked through the prison, taking down the alpha kidnappers one by one. It wasn’t until he reached the last alpha alive, that he realized one thing.
Albert Bleu hadn’t been at the prison on the night Killian escaped.
Somewhere out there, that alpha was still alive.
Killian woke up screaming.