Chapter 27
Elliot
Claire’s thick cinnamon and apple scent has me barely thinking straight as the Beta moderator leads us to the room.
My knuckles sting from hitting that Alpha who dared to touch her, but I was willing to break more skin if that moderator didn’t let me into the room with her. It was a complete oversight to not have signed up for her heat, but fuck, I didn’t think she’d be going into heat this soon.
If she wasn’t on the ship, or around all the other Omegas, maybe there’s a chance she wouldn’t have, but she was showing signs before today. I should have paid better attention.
Fuck.
The chaos of it all was insane, the way everyone was running around the top deck going after Omegas.
I haven’t been here long enough to know everyone’s dynamic, especially when Claire has been my only focus.
But there’s no doubt in my mind that a lot of those Omegas were being approached by Alphas they didn’t know.
I’d heard of mass hysteria heats, but they were more common when villages were smaller and Omegas were forced into smaller quarters.
Just like a floating city, that no one can escape.
I don’t even know how many heat suites they have. Are there going to be Omegas who don’t even get a nest? I’m thankful that Claire got the last one, but when we walk inside and I see the decor, I know we’re going to have issues.
Claire falls into Forrest’s arms, sobbing uncontrollably.
“What’s wrong, what do you need?” he asks her.
“It’s the nest,” I tell him, looking around the space, figuring out how the hell we can salvage this.
My baby Claire has expensive taste, and this heat suite, well, it’s visually offensive in every way you can imagine.
“This was her very last choice for suites,” Wells says, as he puts a hand down on the waterbed and grimaces.
I get down on my haunches and Forrest slightly tugs her away from me. I glare at him as I pet a hand down Claire’s hair.
“We’re going to grab the mattresses from our rooms and we’re going to make a gigantic floor bed. I’ll have them send down as many sheets as they possibly can to cover up the walls,” I tell her, hoping that it might be enough to get her to stop crying.
“It’s so ugly,” she says between sobs and I sigh.
She’s not wrong. It is really ugly and for an Omega going into sudden heat who has high standards, this is enough for her Omega to be completely unsettled. She climbs out of Forrest’s arms, and with a frustrated pout she approaches the wall with the 3D ocean mural.
She makes a growling noise as she angrily tries to remove some of the sea creatures from the wall. None of them budges, which just pisses her off more.
She’s half crying and half full of rage as she throws all the pillows off the waterbed. I’m pretty sure if she had a sharp weapon in her hand, she would have stabbed the bed by now.
I come up behind her, wrapping my arms around her and holding her wrists in place. She fights my hold and eventually relaxes slightly.
“Wells is going to take care of you while Forrest and I carry everything down, okay?” I console her. “Your pack is going to make this better, and then we’re going to take care of you.”
She sniffles, attempting a weak nod as the Beta easily scoops her up in his arms. His back is against the side of the waterbed as he cradles her to his chest.
“Just this one time, sweetheart. After this, you’ll have your dream nest. I promise,” he says, making Claire sob harder and we all wince.
Bringing up the possibility of what she could have had isn’t going to help anything.
“We’re going to take such good care of you and make you feel so good. Do you know how long I’ve waited to be in my Omega’s heat and take care of them?” Wells says, and that has Claire calming down slightly.
“Let’s go,” I tell Forrest.
Both of us are resistant to leave, but I know if we don’t get this nest in workable condition before she fully succumbs to her heat it would make for an even worse type of nightmare.
There’s a frenzy of moderators in the hallway, and I approach one.
“We need access to our Omega’s stateroom. She needs a few items.”
The Beta wipes his brow, and I take it that no one on this godforsaken ship really considered what a code pink would look like.
“I need to get my manager,” he says, and I glare at them.
“Now. We need access now,” Forrest says, pointing his big finger at the man.
The Beta makes some sort of painful noise in their throat as he leads us into the Omega only elevator. He scans his badge and we enter.
Security is puzzled when we enter the level, but the Beta explains and leads us to Claire’s room, unlocking it.
Forrest makes a rucksack of everything that’s currently on her bed, as I tug the mattress off the bed.
“What are you doing?” the Beta moderator gasps.
“Have you been in that disgusting looking suite? And have you seen my Omega?” I grate, dragging the mattress on the floor down the hall. The Beta looks like he’s going to shit himself as we all squeeze into the elevator.
“We’ll drop these off and then go grab mine and Well’s bed,” Forrest says easily. “Then we’ll swing by your room and get some of your things. If the nest smells more like all of us, maybe it will help soothe her.”
He says all of this as we look over at the mattress at one another and the Beta is pressed against the glass of the elevator.
The man lets out a sigh of relief when the doors open. We use our wristbands to get back into the nest and plop the mattress on the ground.
Claire doesn’t even notice our arrival. Wells has her laid out on the floor devouring her pussy. Forrest and I stare for a moment, and as much as I want that to be my face right now, Wells offers the perfect distraction.
We slip back out of the nest, Forrest going to his room and me to mine. Along the way, I run into a housekeeping cart and I grab as many clean sheets as possible before gathering what I need from my room and head back to the nest.
The room smells so much like Claire it’s hard to think.
“Fuck, you’re so wet,” Wells tells Claire as he fingers her pussy and eats her out at the same time.
Focus, I tell myself as Forrest and I use every available space on the ground to make a massive floor bed. We cover it in a mix of our clothes, what was on Claire’s bed, and some waterproof blankets.
Forrest takes one wall while I take another, doing our best to cover the offensively decorated ‘nest’.
When we’re done, Forrest and I look at each other with a grimace. I’m pretty sure it looks worse than when we started. In that small little moment, I don’t hate him as much. We were able to work together to get this done. Claire had a need, and we made it happen.
Maybe everyday life could be like that?
But as Claire comes on Wells’ face and he crawls up her body, she already seems like she’s in better spirits.
“Do you want to see what your Alphas did for you?” he says, helping lift her up so she can see the room.
Some of the tension slips away from her muscles as she gives us a watery smile. I have to hold back a laugh, because I know Claire thinks it’s hideous, but maybe since she’s succumbed further into heat, the appearance of her nest doesn’t matter as much.
“It smells like your pack in here,” Wells says, and it lights Claire up.
She still has the tight shirt she was wearing to play pickleball on, her skirt somewhere lost in the room from Wells eating her out, her dark hair in a long ponytail that’s slightly askew.
“Come here, baby. Let your pack take care of you,” I say, undressing myself.
There’s a moment of awkwardness for me with being naked around these two men I hardly know, let alone knowing what exactly is about to happen in this room.
But as I look at Claire, a lot of that tentativeness goes away. She needs me and that’s all that matters right now.
Her long ponytail swishes as she rakes her nails down my chest and pushes me against the bed.
“Bond me,” she rasps out and it’s nearly inaudible as she straddles my waist.
“None of you signed a bonding contract prior to this heat. If you need muzzles, please let us know,” a voice says over an intercom, and Claire rolls her eyes, giving the middle finger to the room.
Wells snorts next to me, and it has Claire turning and giving her Beta a warm smile. She curls her finger at him and he gets closer, grabbing the waistband of his shorts and tugging them down.
The man doesn’t need any more direction as he slips out of his clothes.
Claire leans forward against my chest, licking a stripe from my collarbone to the back of my ear, where her teeth lightly dig into my skin.
Slick is pooling out of her, dripping on my dick with a tease of what’s to come. A soft keening noise falls out of her as a purr starts up in my chest and Claire slowly shifts herself down my length.
She sighs happily, and I grab her hips. Her skin is warm as she rides me.
Her finger curls, directing Wells to come closer and he stands on the bed, his dick just full on hard and in my field of sight as Claire grabs him at the base and licks the tip of his cock.
I should be consumed with jealousy. I should want to kill the Beta for having my Omega’s mouth on his cock…yet I don’t feel that at all with him. In fact, there’s something about it that is wholly erotic.
It could just be the way her pussy is gripping my dick and the way her heat scent is overwhelming every single one of my senses.
But as I fuck her from below, my gaze shifting from where her cunt drips, ready to take my knot and where her tongue lashes out against the slit of the Beta, I’m extremely content.
I grip Claire’s full ass cheeks, fucking her from below, watching as my knot teases her entrance. She’s whimpering and moaning all around Wells’ length, some of her drool landing on my chest and I don’t even give a fuck.
Maybe it’s evolutionary, my body knowing this is what she needs, or maybe sharing Claire with Wells won’t be so bad.
I’m completely ignoring Forrest’s scent and presence in the corner, because if I let myself think too much about him, this moment might be completely ruined.
“You want my knot? You need it?” I ask her, and she digs her nails in my chest as she bounces on top of me. Using my legs for leverage, I press inside her, my knot stretching her as she shouts.
Her pussy grips me like a vise, and I shudder as we come at the same time. She still manages to stroke Wells during her release and I watch in fascination as he finishes, his cum splashing against her bare breasts before she collapses on top of me, rubbing her head underneath my chin.
I wrap my arms around her, groaning at the sensation of being knotted inside her again. I didn’t know I could feel so complete, not until I had her, and I’m not sure how I ever thought that I could walk away from this.
She owns my body, and my heart.
I belong to her, and it’s my duty and privilege to make sure she’s safe and cared for when she’s in the most vulnerable position of her life.
The bliss I’m feeling dissipates ever so slowly as I glance at the corner of the room where that big Alpha is glowering at me.
So much for our little moment of bonding while getting the nest together.
I smugly squeeze Claire tighter, thrusting my knot into her for emphasis as he watches where we’re joined.
I kiss her throat, looking away from him and just let myself bask in her scent.
She’s all that matters and I’ll just have to figure out a way to deal with him during this heat.