Chapter 30 Forrest
Forrest
When I’ve knotted Claire for what feels like the sixth time of the day, everything seems to click in my brain.
There’s no way that Wells and I could’ve helped our Omega alone during her heat. I might not particularly like Elliot, especially the way he holds my Omega—like he’s her sole Alpha—but the fact is, we need the smug fucker.
“I’m not going to say I told you so,” Wells says next to me, as Elliot lies on top of Claire, kissing her neck and whispering filth in her ear while he fucks her.
“Isn’t saying that exactly like saying I told you so?” I ask him and he lets out a laugh.
“Once we’re all bonded, this will be a lot easier,” he says, rubbing the back of my neck, which feels glorious.
“You’re so sure?”
“You’ve met all nine of my parents. Do you think they all got along right away? Well, my moms did, of course. That was love at first sight, but they’re Omegas and obviously are wiser than Alphas.”
He leans forward, grabbing my chin and giving me a kiss. I sigh against his lips while his comfort washes over me.
“You’re both good men, and you can both be good for her, but you can’t do that if you two are always at each other’s throats.
Being bonded eases a lot of that tension.
Right now, you both feel like you’re competing for Claire, when that couldn’t be further from the truth.
She wants you both so bad, it’s not a competition,” Wells says, his eyes not leaving mine.
“I’m doing better, aren’t I?” I say, waving a hand toward the Alpha rutting my Omega.
“Yeah, because your cock is worn out.”
I poke him at his side and he laughs.
“We should get some sleep. He’s got this. She’s safe,” Wells says and I take a deep breath, because he’s right.
Claire trusts Elliot. I’ve seen how he is with her, though we might not completely see eye to eye, but when it comes to Claire’s safety and care, that’s one page we can get on.
I toss an arm around Wells midsection and drag him onto the bed, clutching him against my chest before passing out nearly immediately.
A whine and a warm body wakes me up with a start. Claire is wiggling her way between Wells and I.
“You need me, princess?” I ask, and she licks my chest, lightly biting down on my nipple as a certified yes.
Her hair is in a wild bun on the top of her head, strands of hair loose around her face. She looks tired, yet energized at the same time.
She grinds her ass on Wells, waking him up too.
“You need to be completely filled, don’t you?” Wells asks, kissing her neck and slipping his fingers against her pussy and collecting slick to lubricate himself.
“Is that what you need? Both of us?” I ask. My dick is already swelling with need as I think about being inside her at the same time Wells is.
Claire lifts her leg over my hip, a clear invitation to slide myself inside her, and I take it. Her eyes shudder closed as I press deeper inside. I want to make this last and remember it forever.
I grip her chin, bringing her mouth to mine as I kiss her fervently. Her scent is thick in the air, a siren call of need, and all I want to do is provide.
“Is our little Omega going to take us both at the same time? You need to be stretched and filled with cum?” I ask her, kissing down her throat as Wells prepares to take her from behind.
“She’s so good. Wanting to take us both, isn’t she?” Wells asks.
The way she preens under our praise has me fucking her in deeper thrusts as I hold her chin and keep her heavy-lidded eyes on me.
“So fucking good. She was made for this, made for us,” I say, taking her mouth again, devouring her moans as I feel Wells slide into her ass.
All three of us moan out our pleasure. Only a thin barrier separates the way my cock rubs against Wells and it has me groaning and resting my face against Claire’s.
“Fuck,” Wells groans as Claire writhes between us.
“That’s it. You’re taking us so good,” I tell her as she grips onto my biceps for purchase as Wells and I take her at the same time.
The wet slapping of our skin and the wanton noises falling out of the three of us are the only sounds in the nest. It’s easy to lose myself in this moment, because it feels so perfect.
I wrap my arm around both of them, grabbing Wells’ ass and pressing him hard into Claire as I thrust inside her, both of us filling her to the brim.
Claire’s mouth parts in a soundless moan as I demand her mouth again. I hold Wells’ ass firm, keeping him in place as I slide in and out of Claire.
“You’re so fucking greedy, little Omega, I love it,” I tell her as slick pools between us.
“Fuck I’m gonna come,” Wells grates out behind her, my fingertips digging into his muscular ass cheek as he shallowly thrusts inside her.
I love being able to feel him as we fuck our Omega together.
My thighs shake and my breathing is labored as I do my best to not rut into her and give her my knot right now, locking us all together. Maybe another time.
“Fuck,” Wells hisses, and I feel his cock pulsing against mine, filling Claire up. I let go of my grip on him and he pulls out of her.
I take that opportunity to thrust my knot inside Claire and watch as she falls apart, her pussy stretching around my length.
“You take it so good, princess. So fucking good.”
I rut into her like an Alpha without a single thought in his head except making my Omega feel good and filling her up with my cum.
Her cunt flutters around me, milking me of every drop. When her body stops convulsing, I push a few sweaty locks of hair away from her face. Her eyes are glazed over, the lids so heavy she looks like she’s nearly asleep.
“You’re so perfect, you’re doing so good,” I tell her. She gives me a small smile before passing out with my knot still deeply inside her.
Wells is wrapped around her back, not a care in the world of how big of a mess the three of us are, because this moment is perfect.
Exhaustion is evident in every single part of my body. I’d consider myself a very strong man. I work out every day, and I’m used to the burn of overworked muscle. But the stamina it takes to keep up with an Omega in heat? It’s unlike anything I could ever imagine.
My thighs feel like I’ve run a marathon, I tweaked my lower back, and my biceps are screaming for a break. Not to mention just the general lack of sleep.
But despite my exhaustion, my unkempt hair, or the fact that the blanket is sticking to my left ass cheek because it’s covered in some bodily fluid, I grin up at the ceiling.
Claire is passed out on top of me, my knot deep inside her, soothing her. Having an Omega gives me a purpose in a way I didn’t know I needed and I can’t imagine how much better this is all going to feel when we’re bonded.
I push some hair off her face. Wells has done a very good job of making sure her hair is detangled her entire heat and that thought makes me smile even more.
It hits me right then that I’m so in love with both of them and I never thought I would have that. For so long, I didn’t think of myself as capable of creating deep connections with people and yet, here I am.
I kiss the top of her head and glance over and see Elliot assessing us. It’s more of an analytical assessment, not his typical glowering.
“What?” I rasp out low enough to not wake Claire up.
“I think I’m starting to understand pack life more,” he says easily. “My parents are Alpha and Omega but they never made a pack, it made me think that I was incapable of having a pack, of sharing.”
“My father was an Alpha and my mother was a Beta, I didn’t grow up in a pack either,” I admit to him and he nods.
“I didn’t stay away because I didn’t know if I wanted her or not. I stayed away because I was so in love with her. I knew if I couldn’t give her what she needed that I had to be the one to walk away for the both of us.”
“But you stayed,” I say and he nods again, looking affectionately down at Claire.
“She’s the kind of woman that makes you want to be a better man for her. I want to go back to New Hampshire with all of you. I want to try harder.”
Maybe it’s because Claire’s heat is ending and our brains aren’t full of the Alpha drive to possess and breed our Omega, or maybe it’s because Claire has fucked the resolve out of the both of us.
“I’ll try harder too,” I admit, running my fingers through her dark strands.
“Stop, I’m going to cry. I wish we could have had our phones so I could have recorded the whole thing for Claire to listen to later,” Wells gushes from the corner.
Elliot throws a pillow at him, but my Beta catches it with one hand.
“And here I thought we were bonding,” Wells complains, but holds the pillow to his chest. “Claire and I will be your pack whisperers. If either of you are having a hard time adjusting, you just come to us. I know she doesn’t want to wait long to bond, but you two not getting along will make her push it off. ”
Wells, the voice of reason.
When I glance over at Elliot, he’s looking at Claire the same way I do. Even though there might be some serious growing pains in becoming a pack, neither of us are letting her go, so I’m going to have to work to find some common ground with the Alpha.
“I, for one, hope she wants to get off this fuck-ass ship as soon as her heat is over,” Elliot says, and I rumble my agreement.
Look at that, we have something in common.
“I have a feeling this ship’s population is going to go down to half after the mass heat situation,” Wells surmises. “She mentioned before her heat that she didn’t want to stay onboard any longer. I think she’s ready to set down roots.”
My chest rumbles with a purr over the thought. Of providing a home and stability for her.
“She wants to stop in New York to meet her family and pack her things before we head to New Hampshire. Anything we should know about them?” Wells asks.
Elliot laughs so loudly it has Claire wiggling on my knot.
“The S?rensens are hard to explain. It’s easier to just meet them in person,” Elliot says with a knowing smile that I want to slap off his face.
I shake my head at the thought. We’re in a truce. I will not think violent things about him. Wells’ family was overwhelming to get to know because there were so many of them, but they were very welcoming and kind, far more normal than I’d assume a pack that large would be.
There's sadness with the realization that I have no family to introduce my pack to. Even if my father was still alive, I’d never let him near them. I wish my grandfather was here to see who I’ve become.
I know he’d be proud of what I did with the resort, but he’d be elated that I found people to love and that’s enough for me. These people in this ugly, cum-filled nest are my family now and I think I’m the luckiest Alpha on the planet.