Chapter 50
FIFTY
THREE MONTHS LATER
Two of my Alphas stand in front of me, looking shifty. Sebastian and Charles are blocking me from going into the garage, and I want to know why.
“Out of my way,” I snap for the third time.
“Can’t you wait for a few more minutes?” Sebass says placatingly. “I promise, it’s worth it.”
The door behind him opens, and Athena’s head pokes out of the crack. “Okay, we’re ready.”
“See? He told you it wouldn’t be too long,” Charles says, following Athena into the garage. Sebastian cuts me off as I try to follow, forcing me to be the last in line.
All five of my pack mates are standing in front of me in a line. Wyatt and Harvey look sheepish, and Athena is between them, beaming broadly.
“I know you said you didn’t need a bonding gift,” Wyatt says, looking everywhere but at me. “But to be fair, we had this in the works before that conversation.”
“What is going on?” I ask, trying to glean any information I can from their faces. “Seriously, you all are being fucking weird.”
“We wanted to do something for you to show that we know you, Atlas Cassidy, and accept you as you are. That we don’t want you to change just because your designation did.” Wyatt shoves his hands into his pockets before looking at Harvey. “But it was Harvey’s idea.”
Our pack lead waves away his words. “It was a joint effort.”
“Oh my God, you two are so dramatic,” Athena complains. “Just show him.”
They all step aside, revealing a deep blue vintage sports bike behind them. It has been painstakingly restored, with fresh paint, and has a full-face helmet resting on the seat.
I have no words for what I’m looking at. I walk slowly toward it, almost afraid to touch it. I look at Harvey wordlessly, and he smiles.
“It’s been a while since you mentioned wanting a bike, but I hope that hasn’t changed.”
“It hasn’t,” I say, my voice thick with emotion. “I’m… wow. This thing is incredible.” I snag the helmet and turn it over in my hands. “And you all are okay with me riding it?”
Charles snorts a laugh from behind me. “We know that you’re still the same person you were before, and this is our way of showing you.
Maybe it took us all a bit to get used to it, but being an Omega doesn’t change who you are.
We’re not looking to wrap you up in bubble wrap. We want you to be happy.”
I bite the inside of my cheek to stop the raw emotion that wants to flow out of me.
It’s one thing for them to tell me they still see me as the same guy. It’s another to show me in such an obvious way. I don’t know of any pack that would feel good about letting their Omega go off on a bike on their own. Riding as a backpack is one thing, but driving my own?
This isn’t something Omegas do.
Athena moves up behind me and rests her head on my bike. “It’s okay to be emotional,” she whispers.
I sniff, straightening my spine. I want to say that I know, but I am not emotionally intelligent enough yet to let my feelings spill out of me. Instead, I turn around and hold my helmet up.
“This is fucking awesome, thank you,” I gush, making sure I make eye contact with each of my Alphas. “Who’s coming for a ride with me?”
I hate wearing suits.
I’m not sure why Charles insisted that we all wear one. It may be his standard uniform, but the rest of us are more comfortable in jeans, or in Sebass’s case, pajamas.
“Quit fiddling with your tie,” Charles hisses at me. “She’ll be here in a minute.”
As soon as the words are out of his mouth, we hear the front door open, and Athena’s voice fills the air.
“I love you, too, Jordan. My treat next time!”
A sharp inhale from Wyatt has me glancing at him out of the corner of my eye. “Here goes nothing,” he mutters, as if this isn’t going to go perfectly.
The lights above us flicker on, illuminating our Omega in all of her glory, and she clutches her chest in surprise when she sees us.
“Holy shit, you guys scared me!” It takes a minute for her to realize that we’re all in a line, in suits, and Wyatt is holding a bouquet of peonies.
Harvey has been watching a lot of romances lately, and he says a grand gesture is the best way to show a woman how much you care.
Except nothing could ever be grand enough for Athena Valentine.
“Athena,” I say, taking a step forward. “I fucking love you.”
That wasn’t what I intended to say. I had this whole speech prepared about how I was lost before I found her, about how in a place where there was no hope, she gave it to me in spades, and instead, I threw an explicative into an ‘I love you’ and called it a day.
She laughs, moving closer to me and taking my face in her hands. “I fucking love you too, Atlas.”
Charles clears his throat, and Athena’s attention moves to him. “I know we aren’t what you expected your pack to look like.”
“Or smell like,” Sebastian mutters, drawing a laugh out of her.
“You can’t blame me for the socks, though.
That’s the rest of them.” Athena is looking at the blond Alpha as if he had hung the moon, instead of making a joke about stinky socks.
Her eyes are already shiny with unshed tears.
He steps forward and brushes his lips across hers.
“I lost count, but I’m pretty sure I’m the clear winner of the make Athena laugh contest. You are the best prize ever. ”
Wyatt holds the flowers in his hands, offering them to her, his cheeks flushed with a deep red blush. “I know we did stuff backwards with both of y’all. We moved you in before a single date. We bonded before … a single date. Shit, we really did things in a screwy way.”
“I mean, I’m not complaining,” she says, pulling the flowers to her face and inhaling deeply.
“What we mean to say, Athena,” Harvey says, reaching into his pocket and pulling out the small black box containing the ring we fretted over for at least a month.
“Is that we may have done things out of order, but that doesn’t mean we won’t go back to them, okay?
We will always make sure that you get everything you deserve, in life and in love. ”
At his words, all of us drop to one knee, and he pops the box open. Athena’s eyes widen at the platinum band that wraps around a large center stone in a pretty filigree.
“Take our name, Athena?” Harvey asks hopefully. “Be Athena Lupine. We love you, and we want everyone to know we’re keeping you forever.”
Tears spill down her cheeks as she nods rapidly, holding her hand out and letting Wyatt slide it onto her finger after he takes it out of the box in Harvey’s hand.
“I love you guys, too. So much.” Admiring the way the ring looks on her finger, she looks at me. “Wait, what about Atlas? He can’t be the only one with a different name.”
Sebass reaches into the pocket of his jacket and hands me a folded stack of papers.
“He’s not. He didn’t get a choice like you do.
He should’ve read the fine print when he signed the insurance paperwork for the motorcycle.
” I unfold the paper and see my signature at the bottom of an official name change document.
“You tricked me,” I say, not even a little bit upset.
He grins and snatches the papers from me. “I did. And you’re not mad either. Can’t hide it from me.” He taps his chest, and I jump to my feet, pulling him by the tie for a kiss.
“You’re a dick,” I say against his mouth. “But no, I’m not mad.”
Wyatt scoops Athena up in his arms, despite her protests, and kicks off his shoes. “Let’s go celebrate!” He heads toward the nest, his bond thrumming with excitement, and Athena’s twists with arousal.
I’m right on their heels.
I slowly come into awareness because of the hot, slick slide of a tongue around my cock. My hips punch up of their own accord, chasing the feeling.
When I open my eyes, my Omega is kneeling between my thighs, ass in the air, sucking down my cock like her life depends on it. It takes a moment for me to realize that my body aches. Every part of me is sore, and I feel like I’m on fire.
Athena and I lock glassy eyes, and it hits me at the same time it does her.
“We’re in heat,” I whisper. She nods, sucking my cock back into her mouth and bobbing up and down, one of her hands gently fondling my balls.
How the fuck are we heading into a third unplanned heat? Shouldn’t we have figured this out by now?
I grab my body pillow from beside me and toss it across the nest where it smacks Harvey in the face. He bolts up, immediately on edge as he looks around for an imagined threat. When he finally sees me, his nostrils flare and pupils dilate.
“Fuck,” he groans, immediately grabbing his cock. “Already?”
If I could speak, I’d gripe at him that this isn’t our fault. Icarus doesn’t think we should be on suppressants, since our heats are relatively mild and we have no idea how the medicine will affect us, but it may take a bit for our cycles to even out.
At least we’re doing it at the same time. It’d be brutal on the guys if we came out of one heat and rolled right into another.
“Wake up, Alphas,” Athena crows, popping off my cock. “Your Omegas need you.”
Somehow, her soft voice wakes them, and four Alphas surround us in moments.
“Well, looks like we have two needy Omegas,” Wyatt drawls, walking around us, grabbing Athena’s hair and pulling her back into a searing kiss. “What are we going to do with you two?”
“Fuck us,” she hisses.
Sebass laughs and scoops her up, falling backward and splaying her out on his stomach.
“That is an easy and reasonable request,” he agrees, adjusting her until she hovers over his cock.
She doesn’t give him the chance to warm her up, instead dropping onto him so quickly that he shouts, gripping her hips tightly.
It doesn’t take long before I feel a whine climbing up my throat as I watch them together, a need that is undeniable flooding me. Harvey drags his tongue over his teeth as he stares at me, and fuck if I don’t want to drop into a presentation position as soon as I see him.
That is one instinct I’m not sure I’ll ever fully understand.
Harvey has always been in charge of logistics for Pack Lupine, and he uses that experience beautifully in the bedroom. I’m happy to take a back seat in this situation and let him play puppet master with us all.
“Wyatt,” he says, his tone just below a bark, “Athena needs more, don’t you think?”
Athena’s answering whine is all the confirmation anyone needs. Wyatt strips down and crawls behind her, putting his hand between her shoulder blades and pushing her chest flush with Sebastian’s.
My Omega wiggles her ass at him, making Sebass groan, and Wyatt takes the bait. He reaches into the spot where the two of them connect, shoving his fingers inside her alongside the other Alpha’s cock. Once his fingers are slick, he presses them into her ass, a lot more gently than he needs to be.
No preparation is necessary for an Omega during their heat.
Eventually, Wyatt notches his cock into her ass and pushes in slowly, throwing his head back in pleasure as he does so. The combination of Wyatt and Athena’s pleasured sounds is music to my ears.
“You know you want to,” Harvey whispers in my ear, dragging a hand across my abdomen before gripping the base of my cock. “Go take your Alpha. The question is, are you going to let me take you, too?”
It would be a lie if I said I hadn’t thought about what it would be like to be with Harvey. Being in heat is as good an excuse as any to give it a shot.
My cock is dripping slick as I pump it, my hand dripping in it as I move behind Wyatt. “Ready for your Omega?” I growl in his ear, dragging one of my fingers up his thigh and between his cheeks. “Can you handle us both at once?”
He looks at me over his shoulder as he continues to thrust into our Omega. “I’d be embarrassed if I couldn’t.”
“Then hold still for a minute.”
My Alpha lies down on Athena as I prep him, slowly stretching him with one finger, then a second. She writhes underneath him, begging for more, to be fucked hard, but Harvey makes a clicking noise with his tongue.
“Patience, Omega. Charles,” he says, snapping at the other Alpha. “Keep her mouth busy.”
“With pleasure,” he says cooly, and I watch over Wyatt’s shoulder as he positions himself near Sebass’s head, teasing Athena’s lips with his cock.
After I’ve fit three fingers into Wyatt and stretched him wide, he’s close to begging for me, and I know he’s ready. I push into him, twin groans echoing from the two of us as I warm him up with quick strokes.
Harvey moves behind me, dragging a hand down my spine.
“I know you’re ready for me, Omega,” he growls in my ear.
Before I can reply, I feel his cock push against my hole before sliding into me easily, aided by my slick.
My toes curl and eyes roll to the back of my head.
I am so overwhelmed with pleasure that I’m panting.
The Omega in me is purring, thrilled with all the attention I am receiving and the sounds Athena is making around Charles’s cock.
It’s a little awkward to get our pace, Harvey fucking me into Wyatt, who then ruts into Athena on top of Sebass, but eventually, we figure it out, the six of us moving together in a pile of passion that fills the nest with the scents and sound of pack.
Wyatt is the first to come, freezing up on a whimpering moan that sends Athena falling over a cliff with desperate cries of pleasure. The way he pulses around my cock while Harvey drags across my prostate whites out my vision, and I come harder than I ever have in my life.
My knees nearly buckle, and I stumble backward slightly, pulling out of Wyatt as Harvey wraps a hand around my hips and lowers me onto the nest, holding me down and fucking me at a brutal pace that has me howling.
“Can I knot you?” he asks in a breathless voice, his lips brushing my ear.
“Yes.” I don’t even have to think about it for a second. That one word sets him off, and he pushes deep into me as his heat floods me and the pressure of his knot stretches me wide.
Sebass swears. “Your knot, Wyatt, fuck.” He reaches over Athena and grabs Wyatt by the shoulder, holding on tight as he punches his hips up before throwing himself back with a shout, his chest heaving.
At the same time, Charles grabs Athena by the hair and pulls her face flush with his pelvis, bent over her head as he thrusts across her tongue. He pulls out, and cum splatters across her red, dazed face.
We adjust the best we can while knots trap two of us, piling together and reaching for one another, our hands everywhere as we get comfortable in the nest.
This is going to be a fun heat.