Chapter 54 Rhodes
RHODES
Itake my time gathering supplies. We could order room service, but I know the guys won’t want anyone else near Raven.
Alphas get so territorial when an omega’s in heat.
The pheromones swirling around cause their hindbrains to kick in.
So I made sure to get plenty of the essentials. Water, food, lube. So much lube.
I know omegas produce slick, but I’ve never been with one. Never participated in a heat, so I don’t know what to expect. It’s better to be prepared. Plus, with the way Tanner and Orion lust after each other, I can’t imagine they won’t indulge a little on the side. Raven only has so many holes.
A thread of desire curls through me as I think about taking care of Vann while Orion, Tanner, and Foster have her plugged up full.
Will he want me? Or will he be too focused on Raven?
It’s her heat, so obviously I’m okay with that, but I can’t deny that a not-so-small part of me hopes we still have that connection even during this time.
I can only hope that what Vann says is true, and I’m pack enough to be a part of this heat. I would feel so much better if I were bonded.
Foster gave me a key, so after getting everything I think we might need, I let myself into Raven’s hotel room. It’s a suite with a small sitting area and kitchenette dividing the two rooms. Large windows show the snowy mountain slopes. It’s not big, but it’s cozy.
As soon as the door is closed, I lean back against it.
The scent of arousal nearly knocks me off my feet.
Vann’s butterscotch hits me first, mixed with Orion’s cherry vanilla.
Tanner’s cardamom tickles my nose with spice, all scents I’m used to.
It’s the two new ones that intrigue me the most. The deep coffee and whiskey must be coming from Foster.
It suits him and mixes perfectly with Raven’s sugary snickerdoodle.
It’s like a winter evening by the fire, loved ones snuggled up away from the cold.
A warmth that embraces you and makes you feel safe. Comforted.
The door to one bedroom is open, and even though I can’t see anything, I can hear everything. Wet slaps of skin. Moans. Grunts. Gasps.
It all affects me more than I expected. That’s my pack in there.
After years of living together, playing together, sharing life together, I’ve grown to care for them deeply.
Even love them. They know me better than anyone else.
And I know everything about them—except this.
I don’t know this one area of their lives at all. It’s not something we’ve shared.
And I think I want to change that.
But they aren’t the only ones in that room.
Raven was already a mess of lust before I left to get supplies, climbing Tanner, begging and needy. It was fascinating to watch. There was something mesmerizing about her desire, the way her inhibitions faded away, the vulnerable openness. I felt almost envious of it.
I kind of want to see more of it. But what does that mean? Do I want to be with her? I’m starting to think so. I close my eyes and take a deep breath. Damn, I love her scent.
An extended moan fills my ears, followed by grunts, then a collective sigh and silence. Did she fall asleep?
I open my eyes just as Vann steps out of the room and closes the door quietly behind him. He’s completely naked, spent cock dangling between his legs, no less majestic than when it’s hard. It twitches and swells before my eyes. I look up to find him smiling at me.
“Like what you see?” he crosses his arms and spreads his legs in a wide stance.
I swallow thickly, pushing away from the door and holding up the bags still in my hands. “Are you hungry?”
Vann licks his lips and looks me over before nodding. “Mmm, yeah. But not for food.” He takes a bag from me, his hand brushing mine in the process, and I freeze, taking a deep breath before following him to the mini-fridge and unloading some of the drinks and snacks.
“I’ll pick up some more things after the game tomorrow, but this should get us through for now.”
The last thing in the bag is three bottles of lube. I pull them out one at a time, hyperaware of what they’ll be used for.
“Are you really gonna stay out here the whole time?” Vann asks softly, eyes going to the last bottle still in my hands.
“I think going from virgin to full-on heat might be a bit much.” I try to laugh, but it comes out strained.
“Virgin?” Vann’s eyes widen. “Really? I mean, I knew you weren’t just instantly attracted to people, but I thought…”
My shoulders curl in as I remember all the times people made fun of me for not wanting sex. The name calling. The questions. I hold my breath, waiting for Vann to say something more, to decide he doesn’t want someone as inexperienced as me.
“That’s so fucking hot.”
“What?” My head flies up, eyes seeking his. “Really?”
“Hell yeah.” He smooths his hands up his chest then back down toward his thighs like he’s imagining me touching him. “The thought of being the first to fill your tight little hole…” He groans. “Yeah, that’s hot.”
There’s a thump against the wall from the other room that has us both looking at the closed door.
“Yes!” Raven cries out. “That’s… oh, yes.”
Vann’s still looking at the door when I look back at him. He’ll choose her. Now that she’s awake again, needy, wanting, he’ll leave me and go to her. I understand. He’s an alpha, and she’s an omega in heat. His omega in heat. But something sinks like a stone deep in my gut.
“Go,” I whisper.
Vann doesn’t move. He tips the bottle of lube and squirts a small bit out, rubbing it between his thumb and forefinger. He stares at the sticky substance as it glides over his skin. “Have you ever played with your ass, Rhodes? Ever put something inside?”
I shake my head, then realize he’s still looking down and can’t see me. Clearing my throat, I say, “No.”
“Would you let me play with your ass, beta?”
My muscles are so tense it’s hard to breathe. “Yes,” I whisper.
“Would you let me stuff that pretty ass full of my cock?” He looks up, gaze meeting mine, waiting.
“N-now? But…” I look away from the intensity in his eyes. The painting on the wall shakes as something or someone pounds against it from the other side.
Vann grabs the bun on top of my head, roughly guiding me to look at him again. “Right fucking now,” he growls, low and rich.
I gulp and nod.
He looks at my throat, then back in my eyes. “And would you let me bite you?”
All the breath leaves my lungs. My icy snow scent swells, strong even for a beta.
When it mixes with the rest of the smells in the room, the effect makes it feel like a white Christmas, rare and magical.
My heart clenches when I realize it’s as if it was meant to be there all along.
My scent, mixed with all of theirs. It’s… perfect.
“There’s nothing I want more,” I whisper before cupping his face and kissing him.