Chapter 37 #2
“Feels so good,” Athena moans, lifting her hips to drop back down. “So, so good, Alpha.”
Charles makes a strangled noise. Athena is about to say more when Sebass shoves his fingers into her mouth, stroking her tongue. As her lips suction around them, he groans, reaching down to grab his cock and stroke it with his free hand.
“Atlas.” I whip around to see Harvey with his hand on his cock, playing with the tip as he watches my length disappear in Wyatt’s mouth. “I think your Omega may need help learning how to take a knot, don’t you?”
At the mention of a knot, slick slides down my thighs, and I punch my hips forward, gagging Wyatt.
My body fucking craves a knot. Aches for it. If I’m feeling it this strongly, I know she is, too.
Athena is babbling around Sebass’s fingers, bouncing on Charles like her life depends on it, and Harvey looks at me with so much challenge in his eyes that I want to smack him.
I know what he’s doing.
He’s trying to give me a reason to take a knot. An out, an excuse to ask for it other than my Omega nature. The Alpha is ridiculously observant, and honestly, I’m relieved he’s given me this.
“On your back,” I snap, pushing Wyatt to the surface of the nest. He goes down easily, mimicking Charles’s position. I swing a leg over his hip, our cocks sliding together as I lean down and capture his mouth with mine.
The Alpha moans as I nip his lip and grab him around the chin. “You’re going to lie there and take what I’m willing to give you, aren’t you, Alpha?”
“Yes,” he pants, eyes wide and clear. “Anything you want.”
“That’s what I thought. Stay still. If you move, I stop, understood?”
“Understood.”
My hole is slick and ready for him already, a side effect of being an Omega that I won’t complain about right now.
“Athena,” I say, getting her attention. “I’m going to show you how to take a knot. What do you think about that, Goddess?”
She doesn’t need to know that I’ve never done it either. We can learn together, and I can talk her through it.
It’s the part of being an Omega that has pissed me off the most. I’m not a submissive man, but Harvey has helped remind me I can be in control of whatever situation I’m in, if I want to be.
Sebass hooks his finger in the corner of Athena’s mouth, and she drools around it, body slack as Charles fucks into her from below. With my eyes on her pleasured face, I grab the base of Wyatt’s cock and line him up with my entrance, slowly lowering myself down.
I’ve only bottomed a few times before, and it’s never felt like this. My body welcomes him, and I have to stifle what would be an embarrassingly loud moan as I take him to the root.
“Look at you both.” Harvey’s rich voice commands my attention as I pin Wyatt down by the chest and raise myself on his cock. “Taking what you want. What you need.”
Wyatt’s knees are bent, his feet on the surface of the nest like he wants to thrust into me, but I press down on his chest with one of my feet. It makes it a little harder to ride him, but I have to be in control of this situation.
“I said, stay still.” His eyes widen as he nods, jaw slack, pupils blown out as he watches me.
Charles grunts and grabs the back of Athena’s head, causing Sebass’s finger to fall out of her mouth. “I can’t hold on much longer.” He’s struggling, but looking at me for guidance.
The pack has given me control of the heat.
Four Alphas have taken a step back and let an Omega call the shots. Sure, Harvey is guiding me, but only in the sense that he is helping me get what my Omega nature craves while staying true to who I am.
“Atlas,” Wyatt whines, eyes wide. “I… Please.”
“Do you think you can take Charles’s knot, Goddess?” I ask, ignoring the whimpering Alpha beneath me as I continue to fuck myself on his cock. “Do you want it?”
She nods rapidly. “Yes, yes, I need it.” Her need is echoed in my body, and I drop my foot from Wyatt’s chest to grab him by the throat.
“Alpha, you’re going to come when I tell you to, and hope I take your knot, do you understand?”
Almost as if he worries I’ll stop if he opens his mouth, Wyatt nods rapidly but stays silent.
Good.
“Okay, Omega, why don’t you let your Alpha know you’re ready for him?”
Her movements grow jerky as she throws her arms around Charles’s neck. “Please, please, Alpha. Knot, please.”
Sebass slips his hand between the two of them, rubbing Athena’s clit as Charles grabs her hips to slam her down repeatedly on his dick.
Our Omega’s chest heaves, her limbs shaking, as she throws her head back in a silent scream. Charles shouts, his hips still, and his eyes roll back in their sockets.
The moment his knot inflates, Athena is crying out again, bucking and fucking herself on it. The sight is so erotic that I can’t hold back anymore. “Grab my cock, and come, Alpha,” I command Wyatt.
He grips me tightly, and I thrust my hips, fucking his fist as I ride him. After only a few strokes, his deep, masculine groan precedes the twitching of his cock as he floods me with warmth.
I could jump off, refuse to let him knot me, but I want it. Seeing the blissed out expression on Athena’s face as she slumps against Charles and Sebastian strokes her hair, makes me want to experience it for myself.
Wyatt’s knot inflates, and it’s tight, pushing against my prostate and making me see stars, and I impulsively fuck myself on it, enjoying his overstimulated yelps. As soon as it’s fully locked inside me, I stroke myself three times and cum all over my Alpha’s chest.
My body is fuzzy, satiated, and the part of me that has felt fractured since I woke up with Athena’s bond on my neck grows quiet.
Until it’s not.
Until it’s loud and insistent that this is my Alpha. This is my Alpha, and I have to make him mine right now.
Athena said we should listen to our instincts.
So I do.
I grab Wyatt’s hand, where it’s loose on my hip, and pull it to my mouth, sinking my teeth into the back of his hand, where he’ll look down and see it every fucking day.
Where he’ll never be able to hide me.
His eyes widen, and, lightning fast, he snags my leg, nearly toppling me over if I weren’t stuck on his knot, and bites my ankle.
The bond flares to life inside of me, incredulous but pleased.
Exhaustion like I’ve never known before washes over me, and I slump forward, letting Wyatt wrap his arms around me and hold me to his chest.
Right before I drift off, I catch sight of Harvey tucking his spent cock back into his briefs. “Good job,” he whispers, leaning down and giving me a surprisingly sweet, soft kiss.
I bury myself in Wyatt’s neck, inhaling the oaky, almost nutty scent that reminds me of bourbon that clings to his skin.