Chapter 20 #3
“It’s not fair that you’re the only one still wearing clothes,” I mumble as Benson kisses my neck, his hands caressing from my hips, over my navel, and up to the underside of my breasts. Kai is watching the way Benson touches me, the envy in his eyes a near physical presence.
His gaze darkens when Benson’s thumbs graze over my hard nipples, and I moan. My head thuds against the alpha’s chest as my mouth falls open and I lean into him.
“How do you expect me to last if you keep wiggling your perfect ass all over my cock, Omega?” He bites my ear, then licks the abused flesh to soothe it.
“I want you inside me, Alpha.” I purr, turning my head to the side, and pressing a kiss to his lips. The scent of cinnamon and pine sweetens, having me chasing a taste of him.
“I don’t want to hurt you, Plum. Are you sore?”
“No, I’m not sore, but I am feeling very needy.” I kiss him again before turning in his lap until I’m straddling his thighs. “Do you want to knot me?”
“I do. Very badly.”
“Give her what she needs, Alpha,” Kai says behind me, and I glance at him over my shoulder. The cloth is now wrapped in the beta’s fist as he grips the shaft of his cock, stroking himself. Very, very slowly.
My body flushes with heat, unsure why I find that so hot, but I shiver, turning back to Benson and smiling.
“Better take these off,” I mutter, lifting one leg off his lap and kneeling beside him. “Oops,” I wince, seeing the mess my slick made on the front of his pajama pants.
“No, oops, I’d wear your slick on my body every day if I could, Sweet Plum,” he teases as he very quickly yanks his pants off and tosses them at Kai.
“Benson,” I scold, then giggle when Kai grabs his boxers off the floor and tosses them right back at Benson. They both smirk at each other, while I shake my head. “Are you two done flirting now?”
“Flirting?” They both say, gasping in outrage at the same time, eyes wide as they look at me. The fact that Kai is still gripping his hard dick, and Benson’s is within reach, makes their reactions that much funnier.
“Just kidding.” I sigh. I like the way they mess with each other. They’re both funny on their own, but together they are rather hilarious.
However, a restless feeling has started setting in again, and I don’t know what to do about it. It’s difficult to climb into an alpha’s lap and ride his dick when he keeps making you laugh.
I flop backward on the bed, arms spread out as I stare at the ceiling. My knees are bent, and I have to squeeze my thighs together to fight off the needy feeling that’s starting to make the ache more intense. I hear the bedroom door open, but don’t lift my head. I know it’s Nick.
Even if I couldn’t scent him the moment he steps inside, the other two men would have freaked out by now if it were someone else.
“Is that the cloth I used to—”
“Yes, it is,” Kai says before Nick can finish his question.
“Alright then,” he huffs. I hear his footsteps as he approaches the edge of the bed. “What’s wrong?” How does he know anything is wrong? He comes into view, and I tilt my head just enough to meet his eyes.
“Me,” Benson answers for me, but I frown, lifting up onto my elbow to look over at him.
“No.” I shake my head. “No, it’s not you… I don’t know what it is.” Glancing from Benson to Nick.
Tears fill my eyes, and I shake my head again.
“She needs her nest,” Kai says quietly, and it’s like his words trigger something in me, and I nod frantically.
“My nest!” I gasp, because duh. I didn’t even realize it was the missing piece until Kai said the words, and now that he has, it’s all I can think about.
“I’ll take her,” Kai says, and I shake my head.
“No.” I roll off the bed, hustle into Nick’s large walk-in closet, and drop to my knees so I can grab a duffel bag I stashed in the back.
“I brought it with me.” Maybe some part of me knew I would need it.
Or hoped I would, considering the events leading up to me packing my bags for a two-week stay.
It wasn’t a conscious thought, really. I just shoved the small collection of blankets and other things into a bag, which is how I packed all of my stuff that night.
“You brought your nest with you?” Benson asks from the doorway of the closet, and I look over my shoulder at him as I start pulling everything out of the bag.
“Yes,” I murmur, shifting under the intensity of his stare.
“Instinct.” I shrug. “Grab your pajama pants. Kai’s too,” I demand, and his eyebrows shoot up, but he nods sharply before moving out of the doorway.
Nick takes his place, and I point at the bottoms that are slung low on his hips. “Mine. Gimme.”
“Yes, Ma’am.” He smirks, pushing the fabric off his hips, and it deeply pleases me that he’s naked again. Instead of tossing them like I expect, he steps into the closet and hands them to me like a gentleman.
“Tell Kai I want the um…” I pull my bottom lip between my teeth and look away from the alpha as I add his pants to my pile.
“The cloth I used to—”
“Yes, please.” I cut him off before he can say anything more, making him chuckle.
“Anything you want, Plum.”
Once I have all my requested items, I use them along with all the things I’ve collected over the years and form a small but respectable nest at the back of Nick’s closet of soft fabrics and treasured pieces of my men.
All three men have given me my space while I worked, and I’m especially grateful for that as I pull the last item from the duffle bag.
Before I added it to my nest, the t-shirt had been worn a lot.
I stole it from Kai the night we lost our virginity to each other.
We were eighteen and stupid in love. It’s been a part of my nest since then.
He’d already owned it for years by then, leaving the cotton worn and saturated in his pheromones.
I press it to my face and breathe in. I thought it still held a hint of his scent, even after all these years, but as I inhale, the only scent on it now is mine.
I curl up in my nest, clutching the old t-shirt. I want to keep the memory, but I reach for my three newest items as well. The matching pajama bottoms that the three of them like to wear for me. All of their scents mix together, soothing me.
Balsams and cedar. Cinnamon and pine. Orange peel and cloves with hints of anise.
It smells like the perfect winter wonderland in my new nest, and as I close my eyes, drifting off to sleep, I know I’m never giving any of this up without a fight.
When I wake up, it’s silent in the bedroom outside the closet door. At least until Benson’s snore fills the air, and I smile. Quietly, I sit up, grab a certain cloth from under one of my blankets, and step out of the closet.
As expected, I find Kai on the couch and the two alphas in bed.
My footsteps are silent as I reach the couch and place my hand on Kai’s shoulder.
He blinks up at me, and I press my finger to my lips for him to stay quiet too.
He nods, shaking off the sleep fog, and rolling over so he can sit up.
I hand him the cloth, and his scent turns to pure desire in a second.
The urge to kiss him washes through me, but I need to talk to him before we take that next step. Instead, I lean in, grinning when he freezes, and press a light kiss to his cheek.
Damn. His scent was already strong, but now the balsam and cedar aroma is so intense it’s almost too much.
My body heats as I step back, biting my lip.
We lock eyes for a moment, his pupils blown wide, jaw hanging open.
Almost like he’s in a trance, Kai lifts his hand, pressing his fingertips to the place I kissed.
Sweet peppermint and evergreen desire perfumes around us, and he grunts.
I make my way to Benson’s side of the bed, excitement racing through me when I see he’s still naked. There’s a wall of pillows between him and Nick, and I roll my eyes. Nick has his boxers on, though, and I wonder if Benson left his off because of my earlier complaint.
Gently, so I don’t startle him awake, I place my hand on the alpha’s chest. He smiles, sighing in his sleep.
“Sweet Plum,” he murmurs dreamily.
“Benson,” I say sweetly, moving my hand up his chest, cupping his cheek, before pushing my fingers into his hair.
My eyebrows shoot up when he moans, and his dick gets hard, but he still seems to be asleep.
I glance at Kai, and he shrugs. Lifting the cloth, he grips it in both hands before shaking it aggressively. I snort, shaking my head.
“Fuck.” Benson’s voice is barely a whisper as he moans again, rolling onto his side. The movement, or maybe the fact that his face is only inches from my stomach in this position, finally wakes him. He looks up at me, and I wave my fingers at him.
“I want your knot,” I say, and the sleepy look on his face is gone in an instant. He growls deep in his chest, and I gasp as he grabs me and lifts me onto him. I’m back in his lap, legs spread over his hips, and I rest my hands on his chest to steady myself.
“You look so beautiful, Plum,” Benson murmurs, voice still husky from sleep. Rolling my hips, I slide my pussy over the hard length of his cock, covering him in my slick. The edge of his tip rubs my clit with every stroke, and I’m half feral for him in seconds.
“I want you inside me,” I purr as he reaches up to caress my aching nipples. “I want you to knot me, Benson.”
“Show me how, Omega. Teach me what your body needs.” He thrusts up, the shaft of his cock pressing against my clit, and I moan. “I’m all yours, Plum. Take what you need.”
I lift up onto my knees and reach down between our bodies.
He’s long enough that I need to lift one leg, planting my foot flat on the bed so I can lift myself higher.
Stroking his shaft, making sure my slick coats his length fully, I watch as his eyes flutter.
Strong hands grip my waist from behind, lifting me.