Chapter 32 Charlie
THIRTY-TWO
charlie
I roll over and open my eyes. My foot cramps painfully, and I move Jake’s leg off my calf. I feel like I’ve been running miles every day, but really, we’ve just been holed up here while Willa goes through what has to be one of the most intense heat cycles ever.
I blink a little in the dim, early morning light, wondering what seems different. As my sleepy brain collects data, I realize that Willa’s scent has tapered off. Maybe she’s through it now.
A part of me is sad about that, not wanting to admit how freeing it has been to just be with her so fully, precisely because she has been beyond herself with lust.
I roll to the edge of the bed, careful not to wake Willa, Jake, and Beau. I look down at them for a moment, all tangled limbs and soft snores, actively ignoring my painfully erect cock.
Our Omega has been insatiable. It feels like I have had more orgasms in the last forty-eight hours than I have in the last two months. But the scent of her and the soft sounds she’s making in sleep have me achingly hard.
Sighing, I collect my clothing and grab my wallet. She needs to sleep, but she has to be exhausted and hungry. I go down the hall to the vending machine, pick out some snacks, and buy some bottles of water.
We have been trying to take good care of our girl, but everything has been so frenzied that it’s been hard to get her to focus on nutrition and hydration. Willa hasn’t let us stop fucking her—her heat has been all-consuming. Food and water haven’t been on her to-do list.
I slip back into the hotel room and close the door. I put the food on the low table near the sofa, and take one of the bottles of water over to the bed. Willa has rolled away from Beau and Jake and is curled up in a cute, sexy little ball at the edge of the bed.
“Willa,” I whisper to her, stroking a hand down her arm soothingly. “You need to drink some water, baby.”
She wakes slowly, blinking up at me, and a little smile slips over her face. She grabs my wrist and rubs her face gently against my arm like a cat looking to be stroked. I smile and pull her into a seated position, passing her the bottle of water.
“Drink,” I tell her before scooping up the snacks I grabbed from the machine. “You need to eat something, too.”
She nods, glancing back over her shoulder at the sleeping men next to her.
A satisfied, feline smile slips over her face.
I try to ignore what that look does to me as I go into the bathroom and run the water until it’s warm.
I soak a washcloth and bring it back to her, hanging onto it while she nibbles at a protein bar.
“Can I clean you up a little?” I ask, feeling a little shy all of a sudden.
She blinks up at me, setting the bar aside. “Yes, if you want,” she says, nipping her lower lip.
I stare for a moment, feeling weirdly awkward but also extremely turned on, and as the scent of her heat wraps around me like a siren’s song, I realize she's not out of it yet.
Drawn to her like a magnet, I kneel between her legs and reach down with the washcloth. I run it slowly over her thighs, which have been covered with slick and the remnants of our satisfaction. She purrs a little under my attention and arches toward the towel, her head falling back.
I stifle a groan, my cock swelling as I bring the cloth up to wipe over her pussy. I run two fingers over her soaked slit and slowly slide them inside her, moaning at how her walls flutter around me. I work her open, savoring the little mewling sounds she makes under my ministrations.
I pull my fingers free and swipe the washcloth over her slowly, wiping away as much as I can before she’s dragged under another wave of heat.
“Charlie,” she says quietly, closing her legs around my hand and the washcloth, and then running a hand from my wrist to my shoulder and back again. “Charlie, I want you.”
It’s impossible to tell her how many years I fantasized about her saying those words to me. It’s impossible to explain to her what that simple sentence does to my poor heart. But at least she can tell what it does to the rest of me.
Her eyes dip down to my bobbing, straining erection, barely contained by my hastily donned clothing.
“Let me help,” she says, rising to her knees and pushing me to my feet. She makes quick work of my pants, and I groan as my cock springs free. She gives me that same feline smile that makes my heart pound, settling in front of me and taking me in her mouth in one smooth motion.
My head falls back as she sucks on me, one hand coming up to stroke her tangled hair back from her face. “God, Willa,” I mumble. “The things you do to me.”
“Mmmmmm,” she moans around me, her tongue working over the head of my cock.
“Good morning,” a husky voice says to us. I open my eyes to see Jake rolling to the edge of the bed. I glance over at Beau, but he’s still passed out, one muscular arm thrown over his eyes. He’s done the heavy lifting during Willa’s heat, but that’s as it should be since he’s the prime among us.
“Let him sleep,” Jake says to me with a wink, moving to the edge of the bed and running his hands over Willa’s shoulders.
She makes a sound that I feel all the way to the root of my cock, and I suck in a breath through my teeth.
“Your heat’s still hanging on, isn’t it?
” he says to her, and she nods as she continues to enjoy my cock with her mouth.
Jake glances up at me and then pulls Willa away. I feel a sharp yank of remorse as my cock slips free of her mouth, but Jake’s clearly got a plan.
“Willa,” he says, “remember how we talked about two of us… at once?”
She nods, mewling a little and squirming her legs in Jake’s light grip. “Yes.”
“Want to try it out?” Jake asks with a naughty grin.
Willa moans, her eyes fluttering closed. “Yes,” she says breathlessly.
Jake’s grin gets bigger, and he gestures for me to take his place.
“Put her on top,” he tells me, scooping Willa up like she weighs nothing and helping her clamber onto all fours over me.
My cock strains toward her dripping entrance, already desperate to be inside of her. She’s making little impatient noises, the scent of her slick filling the room and my senses.
He moves her so the head of my cock is just at her entrance.
“Take Charlie fully, that’s a good girl,” Jake says and guides Willa’s hips, pressing her down onto my length in one movement. He uses his grip to pull her off me and then drags her back down… It’s so good.
“Oh, god!” I groan, thrusting into her without conscious thought.
“You both look amazing,” Jake praises us, his hands stroking up over Willa’s body as she rides me. He grips her breasts, steadying her as her head falls back against his shoulder.
“Please, please, need come.” The words are barely audible through the whimpers and whines. She’s making the most incredible sounds as she takes me to the root, and it’s all I can do to keep from knotting her immediately, before she’s ready.
“We’re both going to knot you,” Jake is telling her huskily, his hands already pressing her forward. “If you still want us both at the same time,” he adds, his fingers sweeping some of her slick upward.
“Yes, please, yes,” Willa begs, grinding against me. I try not to think about how much I’ve always wanted this, how she is the only one I have ever wanted. I try not to think about how devastated I will be if she ever leaves us.
I’ve already left her once. I don’t ever want to do it again, especially not now. Not when I know what it’s like to get to love her fully.
“Okay, baby, I’ll go slowly,” Jake promises, pushing her forward over me. I reach up to catch her and hold her up as Jake positions himself behind her. Our eyes meet for a moment, and he nods at me before he slowly starts to slide into her from behind.
“Oh!” Willa keens as the pressure within her increases. She plunges down onto my cock in an effort to make room for us, but Jake reaches out and lifts her hips again.
“Hold still, baby,” he orders her, his jaw set as he keeps pushing into her slowly. “Moving around too much before you’re ready will hurt.”
I groan in spite of myself. She’s already tight, but with both of us inside of her, the pressure is incredible, piercingly sweet, achingly good.
“You okay?” I ask her, trying and partially failing to hold still inside of her. Her pussy is clenching me so tightly that I can feel my knot forming in spite of my wishes to hold back.
“Better than okay,” she groans, arching her back as Jake finally presses fully inside of her. “I want more,” she pleads, the mantra of the past few days that has fallen from her lips over and over again.
“We can give you more, baby,” I tell her, pulling her down for a gentle kiss. “Be patient.”
She makes a frustrated little noise and presses back into Jake insistently, making him suck in a sharp breath.
“I can’t hold back much longer,” I tell Jake, my teeth grinding together as I hold Willa still.
“No need,” Jake says with a satisfied growl as he starts to move. Willa moans loudly and smiles as her head tips back. “She’s ready,” he tells me, but I can already feel it in her body.
“We’re going to make you feel so good,” I say as I start to thrust into her, timing my cadence to work with Jake’s. “You’re going to come so hard.”
“Please,” she pants, another refrain that has been falling from her mouth for days now. “Oh, god, you both feel so good.”
“Tell us again what you want,” Jake orders her, giving her butt a little slap.
“I want your knots, both of them,” she manages to say in between moans.
As if my cock is following her commands, my knot suddenly swells painfully large. With a few testing thrusts, I push past the tight ring of muscle at her entrance, seating my knot into the place made just for an Alpha.
I shout with pleasure at the surprise jolt of heat and possession racing through me. I feel when Jake knots her as well, and she screeches with pleasure, shaking in my arms as she hovers at the edge of orgasming again.
“Come for us,” I tell her, slipping a hand down to touch her clit.
“Charlie!” she cries out as her release tears through her. Her pussy clamps down on my cock fiercely as she rides out her pleasure, Jake mumbling rough nonsense to her as he rocks into her a few times and finally allows himself to let go.
I reach up and tangle my fingers in her hair, tugging her down for a sloppy kiss as my own orgasm washes over me. It feels like lightning under my skin, making it hard for me to hold her up.
I can’t ever remember a time when I’ve come this hard. I see stars, and I feel like I can barely breathe. Willa’s orgasm goes on and on, her pussy practically hurting, gripping me so firmly.
Jake has switched from dirty talk to sweet little nothings, his head tilted back as he presses all the way inside of Willa, our bodies all locked together in a pleasure so acute that I wonder for a moment if I will die.
“Mmmmmm,” she manages a few moments later, slumping into my arms, utterly spent, still thrumming with the aftershocks of pleasure.
I can feel the fine tremor of exhaustion running through her body.
“I didn’t know anything could be like that,” she says in wonderment.
“Do you think all three of you could take me at the same time?”
I laugh, and so does Jake. “You’re insatiable,” I tell her, pressing a kiss to her cheek.
“And we love it,” Jake tells her as he slips out of her gently.