16. Silas
Chapter 16
Silas
My nose twitches as the overwhelming scent of rum seeps through the edges of the door.
I stand, inhaling her perfume, remembering why I don’t want her. I’ll take her through her heat, but it’s only a onetime experience. After it’s over, I’ll go back to having a vaccination and not smell her ever again.
Max doesn’t have such restraint.
Once the door opens, he rushes in before his feet grind to a halt.
My shoulders tense, seeing her writhing on top of the nest.
“Knot me,” she cries into the pillow as Seb stares at the ceiling.
Seb looks like he’s just finished inside her as he rests his buttocks on his heels. His shoulders slumped as exhaustion covers his somber face.
Ava’s face is in the pillow and her ass in the air. She turns to look our way.
My lungs seize and I feel like I’m drowning.
Her eyes lock on mine for a moment before turning to Max.
“Hello Avaline Darling,” Max says.
Seb’s head glances over his shoulder as we stride into the room, daggers thrown in my direction.
“You did this to her!” His voice is full of venom as I get closer.
“It was the only way,” Max says.
“She never wanted this.”
“She needs alphas right now, Seb,” I say. “You appreciate that.”
Max heads to Seb and pushes a piece of paper in his face. “If you sign this contract, you’re giving us permission to take the omega through her heat. The Club needs a signature.”
I’m surprised he’s talking about Ava this way. He never normally calls her by her designation.
Seb is so exhausted he doesn’t push the contract away.
His eyes roam over the details as he reads it. “No way. She’s mine.”
I shrug my shoulders and lie to his face. “You’re a beta. You can have her back once it’s over.”
Seb’s eyes roam over the contract once again. “Ava needs to sign it for herself. I don’t own her.”
Ava’s hazy gaze is on me, her nose twitching as she struggles against us being there and her growing need for an alpha’s knot.
“Sign it. Please,” she murmurs to Seb.
“Do what she asked,” Max says.
Seb stalls. His eyes glaze over as he stares at the contract once more, before he takes the pen and scrawls his signature at the bottom. The moment the pen lifts from the paper, Max snatches it away and tosses it aside.
“Thank you kindly,” he says with a smirk. “Now get out.”
“No,” she calls out. “He stays.”
Seb strokes his hand over her ass. He’s such a smart ass, and he’s risking it being ripped off right now, but somehow I feel he’s letting us know he’s not afraid of us. “She’s in charge.”
“You really want to see how an alpha takes an omega through her heat?” Max asks. A hint of annoyance in his voice.
Seb growls. “I’ll do whatever it takes. I love her . You only want the sex.”
Max growls as he walks to the edge of the nest and asks Ava, “Can I sit here?” He points to the edge of the bed.
Her nose twitches with the movement of his hand and she nods.
“Do you remember me?” Max takes a seat. His movement is slow, methodical almost, as he reaches her dark hair, stroking it through his thumb and pointer finger.
She nods. “But why are you here?”
“Your alpha.” He slides her hair over her ear before he looks at Seb. “He can see that. Can’t you?”
Seb stays silent.
Max adds, “He knows by the way your slick is gushing from my touch. He knows he can’t do this for you.”
“Max,” I warn him. I don’t know what is going through his head at the moment, but this was never the plan.
It’s like he’s under some spell. He’s gone from wanting her pregnant to something else. He told me he was fine with Seb, but now it seems he is jealous as fuck of the beta.
Max turns to Seb, a small smile playing on his lips. “I’ve booked the room next door. Go have a sleep, and you can come back and join in when you’re capable.”
My eyes narrow as I stare at Max, wondering why he’s being so brutal to Seb when he alleges he only wants one thing from Ava.
“Are you okay with that, Ava?” Seb asks as he stumbles to his feet and goes to her other side.
He cups her face in his hands and presses a kiss on her lips.
Much to Max’s annoyance.
“Yes,” she groans and drops to the nest in a fetal position, holding her stomach. “But come back for me.”
“I won’t leave here without you.” Seb kisses her again before he pushes up from his knees and takes his glasses from the side table.
Ava cries out, “I need to be knotted.”
“That’s why I’m here,” Max says, staring at Seb as puts on his glasses and walks to the door.
”That’s why we’re here.” I catch Max’s gaze on mine as his hand strokes her back.
Seb sighs.
“She’ll be fine,” I say, turning to Seb. His hazy hazel-green eyes look so sad.
I almost feel sorry for him as I hold out his clothes.
He looks conflicted, unsure if leaving his lover is what he should do. “I’ll call you if she needs you. Otherwise, get some sleep.”
Seb nods lightly. He stumbles to his feet, and I can almost feel the sharp pain of his shattered heart with each step he takes.
With his hand hovering over the handle, he steals a quick glance back at Ava; her contorted movements on the nest reveal her desperate desire.
One only an alpha can sate.
He opens the door as I stalk to the nest, stopping directly in front of her and inhaling her scent.
It’s not sweet like all the other omegas I’ve come across, but her perfume is the one I find tantalizing.
The only scent that has ever made my cock twitch and my teeth ache. Starved of a scented mate for so long, and now my alpha is ready to sink into her flesh.
The feral side of me is already craving for her.
Pull it back, Silas.
You don’t want her.
I have to fight it. Seb is correct. This is sex and nothing more. At least, for me.
But her scent is already coursing through my body, as hatred mixes with need.
“You want this, omega?” Max asks, taking me out of my musing.
A thrill of anticipation travels straight to my balls, knowing she can’t refuse him or me.
An omega in heat is as rampant as an alpha in a rut, and she’s got two of us.
Omegas were made for alphas.
She nods her head furiously.
“You can stay and watch if you prefer,” Max tells Seb as he remains at the door. I know he doesn’t want him in here. Not yet. “Or come back after you’ve recuperated.”
Giving Seb a choice is better than telling him to ‘fuck off.’
I’d let him join in, but I’m not ready to experience this first moment with her. Not with knowing how Ava and Seb feel about each other.
Maybe later.
“You do?” I ask her again. I stroke my knuckles across her pink cheek. “Can you handle two alphas?”
She turns her head to face me. Her eyelids are heavy, but there’s a playful smile on her lips. “Just get this over with.”
I grip her chin between my thumb and middle finger, and say, “Be careful, little thief. We could put you through hell for stealing from us.” I could say so much more to her right now, but I know that won’t end well.
She purrs as desperation releases from her lips and her eyes stay on mine.
That’s better. Just like omegas should be. Needy and desperate.
“You signed yourself over to us, omega. You understand that?”
“We all signed the contract for my heat. It’s Club Indulgence’s rule.”
I smile. It is their rule. But she also signed her body over to us for as long as we need it. Her smile quickly turns to a groan.
Her eyelids flutter and close as her heat grips her body.
She moans before blinking up at Max and begging, “Knot me.” Her voice is so weak, opposite to her usual boldness.
“You want this?” he asks, removing his shirt and handing her the pheromone soaked fabric.
The door closes.
I turn to the sound, smiling because Seb has finally left the room.
When I turn back to Ava, she’s still in the fetal position and hugging Max’s shirt as she presses her nose against it, intensely inhaling his scent.
Max, normally so matter-of-fact about Ava being his scent match, is now enthralled as she purrs and squirms.
“I need …”
“We know, little thief.” I remove my shirt. Her wild eyes meet mine as she grabs it. “Have you ever been knotted?”
“Knot me,” she moans as a gush of slick coats her inner thighs.
Despite the beef I have with Ava, I’m not a monster and if Seb is her only sexual partner, we’ll need to take it easy regardless of her slick.
I search her face as she blinks up at me, her normally sparkling bright blue eyes now darkening.
“Answer the question, omega,” Max asks again. “Have you ever been knotted?”
“I have a knotty toy,” she groans as her eyes roam the room, looking for something. “I need it.”
“You’ll get the real thing, little thief,” I say as Max takes a tablet from his pants pocket before he drops his pants and boxers.
“Please,” Ava groans, staring at his massive, thick cock.
Her newly revealed perfume permeates the air.
“I’ll give you a little taste, omega.” Max slides his thumb over the glistening end of his cock, before sliding it over her bottom lip.
“Mm.” Ava’s tongue slides along, tasting him. Her eyes roll into the back of her head.
“Open up,” Max says. Ava obeys, and he places the tablet on her tongue.
She won’t be able to resist it. It’s coated in his taste, his pheromones, but it’s also going to make sure she gets pregnant during this heat.
She swallows it back greedily.
We don’t know if Ava is on birth control. She’s never had a heat and her lover is a beta. It’s not that betas can’t get an omega pregnant, but the chances are slim.
But Max doesn’t want to take any chances and this way, the powerful drug will prepare her body to give him the egg he craves, and will neutralize any birth control in her body.
It’s all about getting an heir.
“Fuck me,” she purrs as she gets on her hands and knees and crawls to Max at the side of the bed.
“Now why don’t you let us be in control,” I say, grabbing hold of her wrist. Our gazes lock, and she lets out a sharp breath as my bruising grip tightens around her.
She has no fucking idea how much her life is about to change.
Because we want her. But not in the way alphas need omegas. We both sought her for very different reasons.
I saved her life once—she doesn’t know it—but she owes me for it.
Her gaze falls on my fingers, but she doesn’t flinch at the way the tips dig into her flesh.
No, of course she doesn’t.
She pulls her bottom lip through her teeth and looks at me, wide-eyed and hopeful. “Please.”
Fuck!
I wish she’d stop looking at me with such longing in her eyes. I wish she wasn’t so damn fucking pretty. But I always knew what she looked like, despite ...
I can’t go there.
“Alpha,” she murmurs. “I need your knot. I’m aching again.”
My cock throbs at her desperate beg.
Max grips her jaw in his hand, squeezing until she focuses on him, or more importantly, on his cock.
He pushes his dick between her lips. “Suck me,” he orders as he steps nearer to the nest.
When her mouth covers the end, her slender throat ripples, and a pretty moan escapes her lips. She swallows the glossy pre-cum from the end.
“You like my taste, omega?”
“Hmm.” The sound muffled.
I take a moment to take in her body. It’s nice, but she’s too toned for my liking. It’s from all the training we know she does to be a successful criminal.
She slides her mouth up and down Max’s dick while her hand reaches out to me.
I growl, seeing three scars on her wrist. I know how it happened and if those bastards who kidnapped her weren’t already dead before I realized Ava was my mate, I’d have killed them myself.
She pulls off Max’s cock for a moment, looks at me, and gasps, “Fuck me.”
I don’t move.
“Silas,” Max grunts. “Continue your grudge once this is over. Your omega needs you.”
But she’s not my omega, is she?
I shake away my maudlin thoughts, stopping whatever was scurrying to the surface.
She squeezes her thighs together, and her voice is a husky whisper. “Silas?”
“Omega, it’s Alpha,” I growl.
“Please, Alpha,” she whispers, without a hint of fear at my tone.
I expected some hissing.
I’d have loved the hissing. Her defiance would have helped with my mood. Because, right now, I’d love to just ram my cock inside her, fuck her until she begged me to stop. But with her pleading eyes on mine—I fucking can’t.
And I hate myself for it.
I scoot behind her on the nest and massage her ass cheeks for a moment. Smelling her perfume and watching her slick run down her inner thighs. She loves being with alphas. She wants this so much.
“Knot me,” she cries out.
I spread her legs with my knees, until she’s wide enough for me to place my head on the nest, facing her pussy. My chest rises as I inhale deeply, taking in her perfect scent.
I stroke my thumbs along her pussy lips, spreading her wide open for me. I mutter, “You smell so fucking good.”
My balls tighten at the sight of her slick dripping out of her. Without waiting, I reach up and grab her ass and pull her onto my face.
Her entire body trembles as my tongue slides through her heat for the very first time.
“Alpha.” It comes out of her mouth garbled because she refuses to release Max’s cock from her mouth.
I grip her ass as I fuck her with my tongue, at the same time I circle the pad of my thumb over her perfect, swollen clit. But I’m resisting the desperate urge I feel to bite her there, claiming her as mine.
I shake away the wicked thrill of claiming her forever.
But maybe she’s thinking the same because her arousal heightens, and her slick coats my mouth.
No! She’s not mine.
But it’s like her perfume overwhelms my thoughts and I can’t stop myself as I pull her onto my face with such force. And then I bite down on her clit. Not enough to claim her, but enough to make her scream.
Her hips push off my mouth, but I grab her ass and keep her still, swirling my tongue over her clit, taking away the pain.
“You’re so fucking beautiful, Ava. You could’ve been perfect,” Max says as he fucks her mouth. “Do you want to be perfect, Ava? Do you want to give me everything I want?”
From my position on the bed, I see her nod, but she doesn’t know what she’s agreeing to.
“And I’ll reward you very well for it.”
She hums around his cock as she writhes on my tongue and I know she’ll be begging so hard for a knot soon.
“Yes.” She rocks her hips over my mouth, chasing for her release.
Her thighs are shuddering around my head, trying to clamp as her climax takes over her body.
One of her hands is on Max’s thighs as he continues pounding into her mouth. I grimace as the fingernails of her other hand thrust into my hair, grabbing my scalp as she tries to ground herself.
My eyes are rolling into the back of my head as her scent and taste flood my nose and mouth.
I continue feasting on her cunt, sliding my tongue along her slit before it joins my thumb on her clit. My thumb applies pressure, while my tongue slides delicately over the bud.
Her thighs tremble. She’s getting so close to coming.
I don’t like that she’s stopped begging for a knot.
I want her to beg.
I want her to be so far gone she pleads for me to claim her.
And I might.
Because that would ruin her, like she ruined me.
“Please. I’m–” She pulls off Max’s cock and gasps.
“Be a good girl and suck your alpha’s cock while you come for me,” I say.
Her fingernails still dig into my scalp and I’m sure Max is feeling the same sting in his thigh.
“I need more.” Her breath is raspy and her perfume fills every molecule in the room.
I breathe it in, sucking in her scent, her slick, as I also suck on her clit.
My cock is a solid bar. My knot is aching so much that I want to slam her onto my cock and keep her there, knotted forever. Giving her more.
“Alpha,” she groans as I suck her sensitive clit into my mouth.
“Come for me, omega,” I say, sliding two fingers into her cunt while my thumb still circles over her clit. Her pussy grasps my fingers as she finally releases the hold on her climax. “I feel you. Let yourself go.”
Her body convulses.
She whimpers, and now my cock is desperate to claim her.
To knot her.
But just as I’m about to pull from underneath her, Max thrusts into her and his balls slap against my chin.
Bastard.