Chapter 56
FIFTY-SIX
It is ten thousand degrees in this nest.
I’m massively uncomfortable because someone thought it was a good idea to tuck me in with blankets and put me in an Alpha sandwich.
I struggle to get out from between Manny and Maverick. Gage is on Maverick’s other side, spooning him, and Puck is sleeping, sitting up propped against the wall.
A sharp pain in my gut has me whining and doubling over.
Why is none of my pack taking care of me?
Do they not want me?
Soft hands clutch my face. “Omega.” My sleepy Alpha, smelling like caramelized sugar and vanilla, is standing in front of me, his eyes half-lidded. “What do you need?”
“I ache,” I whimper, plastering my body on his. “I need you, Alpha.”
He presses his lips against mine, his tongue stroking gently into my mouth in a way that makes me melt. Without pulling away from me, he lowers us to the floor of the nest.
Emmanuel is shirtless and in a pair of baggy gray sweatpants. I can tell his leg still hurts, and I want to take care of him and nurse him back to health, but all I can think about is the painful ache between my thighs.
“Crys.” Gage’s voice is thick with sleep, but he extricates himself from Maverick. “You’re needy again?”
I reluctantly pull my mouth from Manny’s and whine. “Yes, yes.”
He crosses his arms. “Any reason you’re not knotting our girl, Manny?”
Manny winces and wrinkles his nose. “Gotta be honest, doing this with you is taking longer to get used to than I thought it would.”
I never considered how strange it might be for them to be together during a heat. Gage is significantly younger than Manny and was regularly babysat by the Alpha. The dynamic of that is going to take some time to figure out.
Time we don’t have because I am going to explode if someone doesn’t fuck me soon.
I grab the waistband of Emmanuel’s sweats and pull them down, just exposing his cock, and swing a leg over his hips. “Tell me if I hurt you,” I whisper in his ear before pushing myself down on his cock.
The stretch and fullness immediately calm some of the fire in my veins. Manny’s hands fall to my hips, and he rotates them, grinding my clit against his pelvis. It’s not long before I’m bucking and moaning, head thrown back.
I’m careful not to put too much weight on Manny’s leg as I raise myself up and drop down. I feed my fingers into his dark hair and press his face into my chest. He pulls my nipple into his mouth, tickling it with his tongue and nipping it softly.
Gage moves around, dick in hand, and stands beside us. Before I can grab him by the hip and pull his cock into my mouth, Emmanuel pops off my breast.
“I can’t do it, dude. I can’t have your dick so close to my face.”
Gage groans. “You’re going to have to get over this, man. This is the rest of our lives!”
“Gage, get her slick and then fuck her ass.” Puck’s voice brooks no argument. He pushes off of the wall, looking like fucking sin in a pair of tight black briefs and nothing else, what feels like miles of dark skin on display. I didn’t get to appreciate him when we slept together the first time since it was so harried, and I drink my fill now.
The Beta doesn’t question the command. He moves behind me and puts his hands on my ass. “Manny, pull out for a second,” he says. The Alpha grumbles but does as he’s asked, and in a swift movement, Gage enters me from behind.
His cock has a little bit of a curve that hits me just right inside, and I push back to meet him eagerly. My Beta digs his fingers into my hips as he pumps into me, the pleasure running through my body like a freight train.
I fall forward on Manny’s chest, groaning and writhing as Gage pumps into me. After too short of time, he pulls out and swipes three fingers through my slit, collecting slick.
I’m not given the time to mourn the loss of his cock, because as soon as he’s done, Emmanuel slides into me again, laying back entirely and pulling me to his chest. Slow, sensual thrusts from below are stoking the fire inside of me. My senses are overloaded, but my release is not within my reach, so I’m rubbing against Emmanuel for any relief because it feels like I am going to explode, and not in a good way.
“More,” I pant, grinding against the Alpha. “I need more, please, Alpha, please.”
Manny chuckles and nips at my neck, purring loudly. “Patience, sweet Omega.”
“Get her ready, Gage,” Puck commands from where he stands beside us. As soon as the words are out of his mouth, I feel a slick finger at my ass, circling my hole and then pushing inside. The fizz and hormones have me more relaxed than usual, and Gage doesn’t wait long before pressing in a second finger, then a third. When I’m moaning and thrashing, he finally removes his fingers and replaces them with the head of his cock.
The stretch as he pushes into me is fucking blissful, and I throw my head back with a groan. Emmanuel’s hands tighten on my hips. “Fuck,” he mutters through gritted teeth. “Fuck, it’s so tight.”
Gage is panting behind me, moving slowly, not to overwhelm Manny and me. Eventually, the two find a good rhythm together, alternating as they thrust into me. It feels like the only parts of me that exist are the pieces they’re touching. My head is empty as I float in a haze of pleasure.
I’m not sure if anything can feel better than this.
And then my big Alpha puts his hand on my chin, tilting my head to look at him. “Hey, Queenie,” he says softly. “Having fun?”
I whimper and nod, my eyes falling closed as I drift back into the pleasured plane my pack is bringing me to. Puck’s sunshine and fresh-cut grass scent fill my senses, and I want to roll around in it.
Or in him. On him. Whatever. I want his scent all over me.
“Alpha,” I say sweetly, “I want your cum on my face.”
He stumbles back, dark eyes wide as he gapes at me. “Come again, Queenie?”
“I would love to,” I groan, pushing my ass back toward Gage. The Beta swears, and Emmanuel reaches between us to start rubbing my clit. Almost immediately, all of the sensory inputs have my stomach coiling tightly, and then I am exploding, slick rushing out of me and drenching Manny.
“Woah, that’s a fun alarm clock,” Maverick purrs, stumbling to his feet. “Did I miss the party?”
“You’re just in time, Alpha,” I tell him, extending my head for a kiss. His kiss is filthy, and he fucks my mouth with his tongue as if it were my pussy. He pulls away with a soft growl. “I just told Puck I wanted him to paint me in his cum.”
Maverick grabs his cock over his shorts and stumbles back, groaning. “You can’t say things like that! The blood rushes to my cock so fast I’m going to faint.”
A soft smack lands on my ass cheek. “Can you two get your cocks out so we can get her attention again?” Gage grunts from behind me, where he’s been slowly fucking me from behind. His fingertips dig so deeply into my hips that I fully expect to have bruises when all is said and done.
I don’t fucking care.
Maverick chuckles and practically skips over to the Beta, giving him a filthy kiss of his own. Gage’s hips stutter as Maverick’s attention gets the better of him.
“Please, Puck?” I say softly, reaching out for him. He moves closer and bends down to brush his lips across mine.
“That’s really what you want?” he says quietly. “Are you sure?”
“I need to smell like my pack,” I whine. “I need all of you.”
From below me, Emmanuel thrusts up, a devastatingly hot moan leaving his lips. “I’m not going to last much longer, mi amor,” he groans, fingertips digging into my hips. “Do you want my knot?”
“Fuck yeah.” I dig my fingers into his chest, thrusting my hips in short moves as Gage picks up his pace from behind. Maverick moves to my left side, and Puck stays on my right, both clutching their cocks.
The sight of it, the pheromones filling the room, the feeling of my Alpha inside me and my Beta in my ass, has me crumbling, falling apart at the seams at the sheer eroticism of the moment.
“Pull out, Gage,” Manny says through gritted teeth. “Or you’ll be stuck, too.”
Gage’s hands move to my lower back and push down, and he thrusts into me, hard, several times, before pulling his cock out. I feel heat splash on my ass, but I don’t have time to luxuriate in the feeling of it before Emmanuel is purring, his face in my neck, and then groaning as he thrusts stutter. He fills me, and his knot swells, the stretch making me throw my head back and cry out in pleasure.
Hot cum splatters my breasts as Maverick groans out his release. “Holy fucking shit, that was so goddamn hot. Fuck,” he groans, still stroking himself. “I fucking love having a pack.”
I turn to face Puck, and he immediately grabs my chin and pushes his thumb into my mouth. I swirl my tongue around it before sucking it deeper, and a few huffing groans escape his lips. When I nip the end, his hand moves to my hair, fisting it and pulling me closer to him.
His cum sprays across my face, down my chin, and drips on my chest. I clean it off my lips, but he reaches forward and rubs the rest into my neck. “Hope you have a long tongue,” he whispers. The time I was on fizz comes flying back to me, and I struggle to keep my laugh contained.
The nest is a mess. Gage and Maverick are sprawled, spent, and naked beside one another, hands clasped together. Emmanuel is knotted in me, but he’s panting and tired, and I worry he’s in a little bit of pain in his leg.
Puck presses a soft kiss to my lips and follows my eyeline to Emmanuel. “I’ll get him some meds.” It’s like he read my mind.
I gently guide Emmanuel onto his side and cuddle up with him. He’s dozing but still manages to stroke my hair and give me a sweet kiss on my forehead.
Maverick was right.
I fucking love having a pack.