27. Levi
Levi
W atching Sadie settle into the nest we prepared is like witnessing poetry come to life.
She moves through the soft blankets with natural grace. Her honeysuckle and vanilla scent blooms richer as she finds her spot among the textures we chose for her. The candlelight catches the gold in her hair. When she looks up at us with trust and want in her hazel eyes, my chest tightens.
This is really happening. She’s here. Choosing us. Ready for claiming.
The heat is taking her now. I can see it in the way her pupils dilate. How her skin flushes pink from throat to chest. Her movements become restless, needy, as biology overrides conscious thought.
She doesn’t answer when I tell her she looks like she belongs in the nest. Just whimpers softly and burrows deeper into the soft textures. One hand presses against her lower belly where the emptiness aches.
“Hurts,” she whispers. The word barely coherent. “Empty. Need...”
She reaches for me with shaking fingers. Can’t complete the sentence as heat steals her ability to form complete thoughts. The desperation in that single word makes every alpha instinct I have roar to life.
“We wanted everything right for you,” Caleb says softly from where he’s adjusting the lighting. His voice gentle but strained. I can smell his arousal mixing with mine and Reid’s. Creating a potent cocktail that makes Sadie whimper and press her thighs together.
“Please,” she gasps. The word broken and desperate. “Levi, please, it hurts so much.”
The way she says my name—raw, needy, like I’m the only thing that can save her—makes my chest tight and my cock throb with answering need. She’s in pain. My omega is hurting, and every fiber of my being demands I fix it immediately.
“What do you need, sweetheart?” I ask, though I can smell exactly what she needs. Her heat scent is so thick now it’s making my mouth water.
“You,” she whimpers. Trying to reach for me but her movements are clumsy, uncoordinated. “Need you first. Inside me. Make it stop hurting.”
Her desperate confession hits me like lightning. Reid and Caleb exchange a look, both of them visibly affected by her needy whimpers and the thick scent of omega heat filling the room. Reid’s hands clench into fists at his sides.
“We’ll be right here,” Reid manages, voice strained. “Supporting you.”
“But you need Levi first,” Caleb adds, settling into the chair with obvious effort. His own arousal is clear, but his focus remains on her comfort. “Let him help you, little flower.”
The pet name makes her whimper and writhe against the blankets. Fresh slick soaks through to the expensive cashmere. She’s burning up with need. Skin flushed and gleaming with sweat.
“Levi,” she gasps, reaching for me with trembling hands. “Please, I can’t... it hurts so much. Need you inside me. Need your knot.”
The raw desperation in her voice shatters whatever restraint I’ve been holding onto. She’s not thinking clearly—can’t think clearly—but her body knows exactly what it needs.
“I’m going to take care of you,” I murmur, settling into the nest beside her. Immediately her intoxicating scent wraps around me. Honeysuckle and vanilla so concentrated with heat that it makes my head spin. When I reach out to cup her face, she leans into the touch like she’s starving for contact.
“Need,” she whimpers. Unable to form complete sentences now. “Please, Levi, need you so much.”
Her skin is fever-hot under my palms. Her whole body trembling with the intensity of her heat. When I stroke my thumbs across her flushed cheekbones, she makes a broken sound and tries to press closer.
“I know what you need,” I tell her, letting my voice drop into that authoritative tone that makes omegas melt. “I’m going to give you everything, sweetheart. But first, let me touch you.”
She whimpers at my words. Fresh slick dampening the blankets as her body responds to the promise of care. When I lean down to kiss her, she responds desperately. Hands fisting in my shirt with enough force to tear fabric.
This kiss is nothing like our gentle encounters before. It’s pure need and desperation. Her tongue sliding against mine as she tries to get closer, deeper, more. When I pull back to trail kisses along her throat, she arches beneath me with a broken cry.
“More,” she gasps. Her voice barely recognizable. “Need more, need everything.”
I strip away her borrowed clothes with reverent but urgent hands.
She’s burning up. Skin flushed pink from throat to breasts.
When the cool air hits her heated flesh she shivers and whimpers.
Her nipples are already peaked and sensitive.
When I brush my thumbs across them she cries out like I’ve touched her with lightning.
“So beautiful,” I murmur, but she’s beyond hearing pretty words now. Heat has reduced her to pure sensation and need.
“Please,” she sobs, trying to pull me closer. “Hurts, Levi, it hurts so much. Need you to make it stop.”
Her thighs are slick with arousal. The honeysuckle scent of her heat so thick I can taste it on the back of my tongue. When I settle between her spread legs, she immediately tries to close them around my waist. Desperate for any kind of contact that might ease the aching emptiness inside her.
“I know it hurts,” I tell her, pressing kisses to her trembling thighs. “I’m going to make it better. Going to give you exactly what you need.”
The first touch of my tongue to her core makes her scream. Not in pain, but in pure relief as I finally give her body what it’s been craving. She tastes like honey and desperation. Slick flowing freely as her heat reaches its peak.
“Oh god,” she sobs, hands fisting in my hair. “Don’t stop, please don’t stop.”
I don’t plan to. I worship her with my mouth. Building her higher and higher until she’s writhing beneath me, completely lost to sensation. When I slide two fingers inside her slick heat, she clenches around me so hard it’s almost violent.
“More,” she begs, hips rolling frantically against my mouth. “Need more, need everything.”
When she comes apart on my tongue, the sound she makes is pure desperation. A scream that echoes off the walls as her body convulses with release. Slick gushes out in heavy waves, soaking my face and the blankets beneath us as her inner walls clench desperately around my fingers.
But even as the orgasm tears through her, I can feel that it’s not enough. The deeper emptiness remains. The biological imperative that demands to be filled by knot and claiming. As the immediate pleasure fades, she starts whimpering again. Fresh tears streaming down her flushed cheeks.
“Still hurts,” she sobs, reaching for me with shaking hands. “Please, Levi, still so empty. Need your knot, need you inside me. Please please please.”
The broken repetition of ‘please’ nearly undoes me. She’s in genuine distress. Heat-drunk and desperate for the only thing that will ease her suffering.
“I know, sweetheart,” I murmur, crawling up her body to gather her against my chest. “I’m going to give you what you need. Going to fill you up and make it all better.”
Her response is immediate and violent. She claws at my clothes with desperate fingers. Too far gone for finesse. I help her strip away the barriers between us. When my naked cock springs free, she whimpers at the sight of my already swelling knot.
“Yes,” she gasps, trying to pull me closer. “Please, Levi, need it so much. Need you to claim me.”
I position myself at her entrance. The head of my cock sliding through the abundant slick between her thighs. She’s burning hot and incredibly wet. Her body more than ready for what I’m about to give her.
“This is going to help,” I promise, looking into her wild, unfocused eyes. “My knot is going to fill you up and make the pain stop.”
“Yes,” she whimpers, past the point of coherent speech. “Please, please, need?—”
I push inside her slowly. Feeling her body welcome me with desperate relief. She’s incredibly tight despite all the slick. Inner walls fluttering and clenching around me as I sink deeper.
“Oh,” she breathes. For the first time since her heat peaked, her voice sounds almost human again. “Oh, Levi, yes. So full.”
“Feel better?” I ask, holding myself still inside her. Letting her body adjust to my size.
“Better,” she whimpers, but I can feel the way she’s still trembling with need. “But need more. Need you to move, need your knot. Please don’t stop.”
I start with careful, measured strokes. Watching her face for any sign of discomfort. But she’s perfect for me. Taking every inch eagerly. Her slick making the slide effortless as her body welcomes mine home.
“More,” she begs. Her nails digging into my shoulders hard enough to leave marks. “Harder, please, I can take it. Need it so much.”
I give her what she’s asking for. Increasing my pace until the sound of skin meeting skin fills the room. My knot begins to swell at the base of my cock. I feel her body responding instinctively. Inner walls fluttering in preparation.
“Your knot,” she gasps. Her eyes wide with desperate hunger as she feels me beginning to expand inside her. “Getting bigger. Need it, Levi, need your knot so much it hurts.”
“You’re going to get it,” I growl. Feeling my control slipping as her heat scent wraps around us like a drug. “Going to knot you so full you’ll never feel empty again.”
When my knot reaches full size, locking us together completely, she arches off the bed with a scream of pure relief. The sensation triggers my own release. My cock pulsing inside her as I fill her with everything I have.
“Mine,” I growl against her throat. Finding the perfect spot where her neck meets her shoulder. My canines lengthen instinctively. “My omega. Mine to claim.”
“Yes,” she sobs, tilting her head to expose her throat in perfect submission. “Claim me, Levi. Make me yours forever. Please, I need it.”
I sink my teeth into her throat. Feeling her skin break under the pressure. The taste of her blood on my tongue—copper and sweetness and something that’s purely Sadie—triggers another wave of release as the claiming bite creates an immediate connection. The bond.
Her scream of pleasure echoes through the room. Raw and desperate and satisfied in a way that makes my chest swell with possessive pride. I can feel the exact moment the bond snaps into place. Like puzzle pieces finally fitting together after a lifetime of being incomplete.
Through the new connection, I feel her overwhelming relief—the heat-driven torment finally beginning to ease as my knot gives her body what it was screaming for—but more than that, I feel her love, her trust, her absolute certainty that she belongs here with us.
It’s like reading the most beautiful poem ever written, except it’s being written directly into my soul.
I understand now why some bonds are called sacred.
This isn’t just attraction or even love—it’s recognition, the meeting of two pieces that were always meant to fit together.
“I can feel you,” she whispers. Voice hoarse from screaming. Her hand touches the fresh bite mark with wonder. “In my head, everywhere. The emptiness is gone.”
“You’re mine now,” I murmur, pressing gentle kisses around the claiming mark. “We’re bonded forever. Connected in every way that matters.”
We stay locked together as my knot slowly subsides. Her body occasionally fluttering around me as aftershocks ripple through her. The heat is finally breaking. Leaving her pliant and sated in my arms instead of desperate and aching.
“Better?” I ask softly, checking her face for any signs of remaining distress.
“So much better,” she breathes, snuggling against my chest. “The hurting stopped. You made it stop.”
Through our bond, I can feel her deep contentment. The satisfaction of an omega who’s been properly cared for and claimed. But I can also feel Reid and Caleb’s presence at the edges of our connection. Anticipation and need and love waiting their turn.
When my knot finally deflates enough for me to slip free, we both whimper at the loss of connection. Immediately, her heat-exhausted body tries to curl closer. Seeking the alpha comfort she needs to process what just happened.
“Shh,” I murmur, gathering her against my chest as a deep purr starts rumbling through me. The sound is automatic, instinctive. An alpha’s response to caring for a freshly claimed omega. “I’ve got you, sweetheart. You’re safe.”
The purr seems to unlock something in her. She melts completely into my arms with a soft, satisfied sigh. Her body finally able to relax now that the desperate edge of heat has been satisfied. Her breathing starts to even out as the rumbling in my chest soothes her omega biology.
“Water,” I say softly to Reid, who’s already moving toward the nightstand with a glass. “She needs to hydrate.”
Reid brings the water with gentle hands. Helping support her head as she drinks. She’s shaky and exhausted. The intensity of her first claiming having taken everything out of her. When she’s had enough, Caleb appears with a warm, damp cloth.
“Let me clean you up,” I murmur, still purring as I gently tend to the mess between her thighs and around her fresh bite mark. Every touch is careful, reverent. Focused entirely on her comfort.
“Tired,” she whispers against my throat. Nuzzling into the vibrations of my purr like a cat seeking warmth.
“Then sleep,” I tell her, pulling the softest blanket over both of us. “I’ll hold you. I’m not going anywhere.”
Reid settles on one side of the nest. Caleb on the other. Both of them adding their protective presence without crowding her space. Through our new bond, I can feel their satisfaction at seeing her properly cared for. Their anticipation for their own turns tempered by patience and love.
My purr deepens as she drifts off in my arms. Her scent warm with satisfaction and the lingering sweetness of heat finally sated. Her body trusts mine completely now. Boneless and peaceful in a way that makes my chest swell with possessive pride.
This is everything I never knew I wanted. Not just the claiming, but this. Holding her while she sleeps. Feeling her complete trust and safety through our bond. Knowing I’ve given her exactly what she needed when she needed it most.
My omega. My mate. Safe and satisfied and mine forever.
The purr continues long after she falls asleep. My alpha biology unable to stop providing the comfort she needs. And as Reid and Caleb settle deeper into the nest around us, their own protective instincts satisfied by her peaceful breathing, I know this is just the beginning of forever.