Chapter 6
CHAPTER SIX
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EVA
Jack set me on my feet at the door to one of the biggest rooms I’d seen in an apartment. It was clear this was meant as a suite or living space for a pack. And true to their word, there was a stack of boxes on one wall, a bed, and pretty much nothing else.
“We’ll probably need a bigger bed,” he said with a laugh.
“Whose room is this?”
“We hadn’t really decided. Honestly, we’ve barely been here.” He dropped his mouth to my shoulder, and heat flared.
I was out of sight, ensconced in a private space, and my instincts were done waiting. Feverish warmth spiraled through me, followed by pain. The kind of pain that could only be fixed by a knot.
“Fuck. It hurts.”
“Can I undress you?”
I kicked off my shoes in answer. The zipper on my dress came down, and I let it pool around my feet. My panties fell on top of the high heels and the bra followed. All that was left was my jewelry.
I spun back to Jack, who was frozen, staring at me, still fully clothed. The way his eyes took in every piece of me felt a little like worship and matched the inferno inside me. No, it made it hotter.
“This is what I felt,” he whispered, stepping in and dragging long fingers up my thigh to the gold chains there. “I wish I’d noticed it earlier.”
“I’ll wear it again.”
“You’ll wear it now.” Jack backed me toward the bed, hands on my ribs.
Tension gripped him, muscles straining as he tried not to unleash himself, and that wouldn’t do.
I loved that he wanted to be careful with me, but I needed them feral.
“I want them to see it. I want to taste you while you sparkle.”
I felt my skin turn hot with a blush as my legs hit the edge of the bed. He was still fully clothed, and it didn’t even feel strange to be naked with him, because it was right.
“I want to see you too,” I managed.
“You will,” he promised. “Just one more question.”
I waited, realizing I had to look up so much further without my heels.
“Do you want to nest before or after my head is between your legs?”
All my words disappeared. It felt like there was an open fire in the room the way my temperature spiked. I couldn’t answer because all I felt was need and now.
A soft chuckle came from Jack as he sank to his knees in front of me and began to open the dark button-down he wore, sleeves rolled to the elbows.
There was something tantalizing about having a man kneel in front of you like it was the only place he wanted to be. Slick and perfume surged, and there was no way to hide it. “I think your body just answered for you.”
“Yeah.”
I couldn’t move as he tossed his shirt aside. He’d clearly toned it down for the DCAs, but this was what rock stars were made of. Sleeves of tattoos rounded over his shoulders and crawled up to his neck. Hard, wiry muscles that did nothing to cool my arousal.
Fuck, he was beautiful. Where were the rest of them? I needed to see them too.
Fingers traced up the outside of my calves and then my thighs. I was still standing. “Lie back, princess.”
“Princess?” My fingers ended up in his hair, gripping it. He leaned into it, gaze coming closer to the unhinged Alpha I needed. “Not sure I’m a princess.”
“We can negotiate nicknames later. Now lie back so I can discover my new favorite flavor, or I’ll do it for you.”
I still didn’t move. There was a deep part of me that wanted to see what he would do. Play with these new instincts I’d never had. How far could I push and how would he react?
Jack’s mouth curled into a smirk. Where his hands were still on my legs, they curled around the back of my thighs and pulled.
My back landed on pure softness, but all I felt was the hard, unyielding strength of his hands pushing my legs apart.
Jack moved without hesitation. His tongue dragged up the skin of my inner thigh where I was already soaked, and his hands tightened on my skin so hard I felt him shake. His groan at the first taste had me gushing, his own scent strengthening. I could almost taste oranges on my tongue. I wanted it.
That was definitely on the list too.
“Fuck, Eva,” the words were muffled as sealed his mouth over my clit and made me see stars. One stroke of his tongue and I came. From the moment I first scented them, this was what my body had wanted. Along with the pleasure, there was pure fucking relief.
Jack laughed softly again and kissed my inner thigh. “That was fast.”
“Well, my Omega was just edged for like an hour.”
He climbed up my body and onto the bed, the fabric of his pants rough on my skin. “Believe me, I understand. I need to clean myself up.”
I couldn’t see the front of his pants. “Did you…”
“Fill my pants with cum instead of your pussy? Unfortunately.”
We were both smiling like fools, and I pulled him down to kiss me. I still hadn’t had a knot, and the orgasm wouldn’t hold anything back for long.
“Holy shit.” Liam came through the door, arms full of blankets and pillows. “This smells— I want to drown in it.”
I giggled. “Jack just did.”
“And I’ll do it again.” His lips brushed my ear, and he kept whispering as both Dylan and Tyler came in with more nesting supplies. “Make your nest. I’ll be right back.”
As soon as he pulled back, a blanket spread over me and brand new weight. Apples and cinnamon told me it was Tyler. “How do you want your nest, baby?”
I fought my way out from under the fabric, hair going wild, and I didn’t even care. My smile was permanent because this was fun. It wasn’t hardcore and serious.
It was and it wasn’t. There wasn’t any pressure for me to be the perfect Eva. Just me. And if someone asked me how I knew, I wouldn’t be able to tell them.
Tyler ran his fingers through my hair, and I noticed that he no longer had a shirt on. My mouth went dry, distracted.
“Eva?”
“Yeah?”
He laughed and handed me a pillow. “Nest, baby.”
“Right. Nest. Not abs.”
They all laughed, and I turned away, allowing my Omega to take over. No conscious movements. Only where my Omega wanted things to go. A big pile of pillows toward the head of the bed where we could lay on them. But…
I made a face.
“What’s wrong?” Dylan stood at the edge of the bed, entirely naked. All the thoughts went out of my head. He was almost as big as Tyler physically. Tall and broad, tattoos flowing down his ribs to a cock that was thick and painfully straight. I wanted to taste maple syrup.
It was pierced. Bars ran along the top of his shaft. I’d never fucked anyone with a piercing. And now it was a new life goal I could check off immediately.
“Nothing’s wrong.”
Stepping in, he grinned before he took my face in his hands. “Fuck, you’re perfect.”
“I’m not.”
“You are. But the nest isn’t. So tell me what’s wrong with it?”
I wilted a little, feeling silly. “All the pillows are going to fall off. You know… while you’re fucking me.”
One hand slowly drew through my hair. “We’re all looking forward to that bit. How do we fix it?”
I let my Omega rise. “I need fitted sheets.”
“Done,” Tyler said, leaving the room.
As soon as he disappeared I was tossing pillows on the floor to make room. I didn’t know for sure if it would work, but I would try. And if it didn’t, I was leaving it alone and presenting for these Alphas. The length of my fuse was growing dangerously short.
“Here.” Tyler handed me a sheet. “Can we help?”
“I got it.” I rolled over the bed and spread it out. “Wait, you can hand me pillows. Just pillows.”
The sheet went upside down. I filled half of the outer edge with pillows. Then I did the other sheet, making a giant circle close to the edges of the bed. Now they wouldn’t fall out.
“Blanket.”
One appeared in front of me, and I laid it over the mound of pillows and tucked it in. All around the edges, until there was a raised edge to the bed. Exactly like a nest. More pillows and more blankets. Until it was an absolute mess of poofy perfection.
I looked up and found all four Alphas standing at the edge of the bed, clothes shed on the floor behind them. Oh fuck.
The whine was involuntary as I sank deeper into the nest. “Need.”
“What do you need?” Liam came to me.
“You.” He looked like he was about to keep asking me questions, so I pulled him close, down on top of me, and wrapped myself around him until my Omega calmed. “Fuck me,” I begged, heaving in a ragged breath. “My throat, my ass, my tits, everywhere. I need it.”
A low, rough purr sprang to life, instantly soothing me. “We don’t want to break you,” he whispered. “Trying to be careful.”
“I don’t want careful. I want wild and untamed. And I don’t want to think anymore. We’ll figure it out as we go.”
One hand slid up to my throat, and Liam used his knee to shove my legs apart. Between us, I saw him. He had the shortest cock of the four of them, but it didn’t matter, because he was thick. I wasn’t even sure I could take him.
Until he guided himself against me and pushed deep in one go. We moaned together, my eyes fluttering closed. There. Yes.
Liam didn’t move, just staring at me. There was a kind of awe in his eyes I couldn’t understand right now when I needed him. I squirmed, grabbing his shoulders and trying to move, begging him. “Please.”
He gave in and fucked me.
The thickness was too much and not enough all at the same time. But I couldn’t do anything but feel it, and that was exactly what I needed.
Only the dips on the bed told me the others were close. That and the blending of their scents together. Tyler stretched out beside us, moving to taste my skin. One nipple disappeared into his mouth and my back arched off the bed. “Fuck.”
“You like that?” Dylan appeared on my other side, swirling his tongue around my other nipple, and it had me panting. I’d always loved it when someone played with my nipples, but it didn’t happen enough. And frankly, doing it to yourself wasn’t nearly as fun.
Pleasure streaked downward as they timed the rhythm of their mouths with Liam’s cock. The orgasm was so fast it took me by surprise. Sweet, sharp pleasure that I couldn’t contain. My body writhed on its own, only their hands keeping me in place, and that just made the pleasure last longer.
“I—” Liam drove into me hard and held there, knot swelling as he came. His eyes rolled back, body shaking, and I loved that it was me. I wanted them unhinged and quivering. I wanted them unleashed. He kissed me when he came back to earth. “I wanted to last longer.”
“I came the second Jack put his mouth on me and he came in his pants. I think we’re all together on not lasting right now.” I shoved my hands into his hair to make sure he stayed as close as I needed him. “You can last longer later.”
“That’s a fucking promise.” He shifted his hips, eliciting a moan. He was already so thick, his knot felt like I was being split open in the best way.
Someone’s fingers brushed my neck, finally removing the necklace that still lay between my breasts. Another set removed the chains from my thigh.
The fullness made it hard to breathe, but I needed… “I don’t know what you like.”
“We’ll get to that,” Jack said again, grinning down at me. “By the end of the heat, I’m sure we’ll all know everything the other likes.”
That sounded incredible.
Liam’s knot shrank, his Alpha responding to my heat and releasing me early, knowing I needed more. And I did need more. Dylan smirked at me and pulled me to him. “Come here, Omega. I want you to ride me.”