Chapter 20
Chapter Twenty
TYDE
I may have slipped one of Nova’s keys off her key ring before I left early this morning, and I’m grateful as I sit in front of the gate at Pack Ledger’s property that it easily swings open.
What I’m not expecting is for Hollis to be waiting for me as I ease up the driveway.
Looking at her, I can see some of the same features as Nova, but it’s clear that they aren’t identical twins.
Though, if my omega’s kidnappers had kept her in Minnesota, I have no doubts that her sister would have found her sooner.
Hollis isn’t a quitter, and listening to her recently on the phone has shown me how fucking scary she is.
She’s waiting with two of her alphas, and I stop my car beside them since she clearly wants to talk.
Pushing down the button on my window, I watch as she takes in my car.
It’s not an SUV, but a more flashy vehicle that I drive because I enjoy fast cars.
I have to admit though that it’s not the best for snowy weather.
“You drive a douchy car,” she mutters, crossing her arms over her chest.
“You’re out here with broken bones,” I grunt, shifting in my seat. “Can I help you with something, or can I keep driving so that I can drop face first into?—”
One of her alphas coughs loudly and I roll my eyes. Jesus, I wasn’t going to say what he’s thinking, even if I’m not safe to be around people most days.
“Nova’s bed,” I finish, rubbing my face tiredly. “I’m exhausted, Hollis. These doubles fucking suck.”
“Does that mean you get extra days off?” she asks mildly, as if she doesn’t give a shit. Maybe she doesn’t.
“No,” I grunt. “I’m scheduled all week and into the next on doubles. I’m unsurprised though because taking the week off pissed off the hospital scheduler.”
Her lips purse for a moment and the alpha who coughed with the closely shaven dark hair groans. “Hollis.”
“Well, that’s not fair,” she grumbles. “He was with Nova during her heat and we were having a family emergency. I just want to sneak in and talk to this scheduler that’s fucking up my baby sister’s alpha’s life.”
I think my brain just broke, and I’m sure I look constipated as I gaze at her confused.
“You’re a lot more confrontational now,” the other alpha next to her with the red hair grunts. “The gloves are off, huh?”
“Maybe a little,” Hollis grumbles. “Maybe I need some time in Nova’s rage room.”
“Pardon me?” I ask.
“Caleb and Lars sometimes have the emotional attachment of a peanut, but they understand rage,” she explains. “Drive up to the house and you’ll see. Park behind Nova though so you don’t get glass in those fancy tires.”
“Okay,” I drawl. “Any idea if they’re still with her?”
“They should be,” the redhead murmurs.
I really need to get better with names.
“Alright, I’ll head up there now. Please don’t kill Mrs. Learns, Hollis,” I sigh.
Hollis gives me a wicked smile, and I feel like I just made a mistake.
“I can be perfectly scary without weapons, Tyde,” she says. “Nova needs you to not work such an insane schedule. I know Adrain has the same issues, but he has to have flexible hours for when?—”
“You almost die?” the redhead asks. “I don’t think Adrain has that on his job description. You should be sure to let him know.”
Her glare makes me wince and my knot shrivel, so I do what any self-respecting alpha should do, drive away post haste so I can get into bed with my omega.
Breathing in a sigh of relief, I park behind Nova’s van, seeing that there’s an SUV parked beside her as well.
Grabbing my overnight bag, I get out of my car and walk over to what looks like some kind of yard sale, until I see that a lot of the items on carts and tables are broken.
My second clue is the cart full of weapons.
Huh. I guess that’s one way to go about trauma. Beat the fuck out of things.
Using the key I lifted, I walk inside and lock the door behind me. Pixie comes out to investigate, meowing loudly until I bend over to pet her.
“Tyde?” a low voice asks from the bedroom, and my stomach tightens as I swallow hard.
“Yeah, it’s me,” I say gruffly, standing. “Does Pixie need to eat?”
“No, the automatic feeder is still set so it fed her,” Lars says.
Pulling off my coat and boots, I yawn again as I walk into the bedroom. The three of them are laying in bed, though only Nova is dozing.
“I’ll hit the couch,” I mutter, exhausted.
“Don’t, I have to get dinner started,” Lars says, getting up.
While I’ve seen him naked before, I purposely kept my attention on Nova during her heat. Basically, I don’t allow myself to ogle either of the Finnegan brothers. It’s typically too confusing.
But maybe I need to lean into that?
Lars picks up his glasses and places them on his face, while I take in his wide shoulders, and follow it down to his defined abs and tapered waist. His cock is thickening by the time my gaze hits it, and I can smell his hazelnut scent getting thicker in the air as well.
“If you stare any harder, Tyde, he’s going to have you dropping to your knees to suck his cock,” Caleb says casually, making my eyes widen as they fly over to him.
Lars smirks as he grabs his jeans and pulls them on, leaving them open. I can see why, because his cock isn’t going to allow him to wrangle it inside of his pants.
“Fuck, I must be losing my mind,” I groan, pulling off my shirt.
Caleb and Lars allow the moment to pass, but I know we’re going to address the elephant in the room at some point.
“Thanks for letting us know Nova needed help today,” Lars murmurs. “I’m sure you saw the aftermath of that. I actually should clean it up before it gets dark.”
“I’ll help,” Caleb murmurs, brushing a kiss over Nova’s forehead.
Hurrying, I drop my pants to the floor, ignoring the fact that I’m not wearing boxers. I hear them both swallow thickly as I move toward the bed, gasping when Lars’ hand shoots out to grip the base of my cock.
“Motherfucker,” I groan.
“So you’re not unaffected by us,” Lars murmurs, his hand beginning to move, his grip just the way I like it.
Is that a real question?
My head drops back as I begin breathing harder, and I don’t have the words to tell him that my dick got hard the second I saw the three of them together in bed. It feels right that they were snuggling with Nova, I just wish the bed was bigger.
“Fuck you smell good,” he grunts, making me groan as his hand moves up and around my crown.
“If you’re not ready to have my cum all over your hand and lick every drop up like a good fucking boy, you may…want to stop,” I gasp.
I’m not close enough to blow my load yet, but I’m enough of a gentleman to warn him.
“I kind of feel bad leaving you hanging,” he smirks, continuing to pump my cock as it twitches in his hand.
“I’ll wake Nova up if necessary,” I moan. “I’m going to come one way or the other.”
Our omega turns and opens her eyes at exactly that time, and the mood instantly changes to worry. This isn’t something we’ve discussed together much less with her since we have been ignoring it between ourselves. It’s something that’s too new to even have a name.
“Are you going to help Tyde with that or am I?” she mumbles sleepily.
“Why am I not surprised that that’s your response, Little Queen?” I murmur.
Smirking, she sits up and crawls across the bed, wiggling her ass in Caleb’s face as he bites his fist and leans forward.
“I’m sure I’ll have questions, but right now I want to suck your cock,” she says. Her lids are heavy and her lips pouty as she licks them while she stares at where Lars and I are connected.
“Fuck it,” Lars mutters, angling his body behind me as he pushes me forward, his hand continuing its slow stroking motion. “Come and get it, Baby Girl.”
I’m pushed forward until my back is plastered to Lars’ bare chest and Nova’s tongue licks up the underside of my cock until she’s sucking on my tip. Precum is dripping from the slit, and she moans as she tastes me.
Caleb moves so he’s squeezing her ass, and I breathe deeply as she perfumes.
“Nova, do you think that Caleb should eat your pretty, pink pussy?” I ask, head dropping back on Lars’ shoulder as my hips threaten to thrust forward.
“Easy,” Lars mutters, his eyes on Nova as his fist squeezes the base of my cock tightly.
“Easy for you to say,” I groan. “Nova?”
Her head bobs down deeper, making me gasp before she releases my dick.
“I do,” she says. “I want you really badly, Tyde. I missed you.”
My fingers push into her hair as I massage her skull, loving the way her eyes go unfocused. Her tongue drops out as she opens her mouth wide, and she looks so beautiful. I can feel Lars’ cock pressing against my ass, and I push back as I grind against it.
“Are you trying to make me come in my pants?” he groans.
“I have a thing for being people’s firsts,” I admit, smirking as Lars drags the crown of my cock over Nova’s tongue. My precum sticks to it, and she whimpers as Caleb spreads her cheeks and licks up her arousal. “Is my dirty girl sleeping without panties?”
“They’re overrated,” she says, tongue still out so the words are muffled.
“Come here and let me use your mouth, Little Brat,” I murmur, loving how she swallows me down.
The feeling of Lars jerking me off while I begin thrusting into Nova’s hot mouth is intense, and her fingers dig into my thighs to show she’s enjoying it. Caleb’s slurping sounds as our omega moans are loud as he eats her out.
More, Alpha, she begs in my head.
Do you want me to fuck you harder, Little Queen? You need to tell your other alphas. They worry I’ll hurt you.
Nova lifts her head, her breathing already labored as she writhes from Caleb’s efforts. This is about the time that I’d spank her ass and pin her down until I forced her to cover me in her slick, but that’s just me.
“Uhh,” she cries out, eyes closing. “Tyde…Alpha. Fuck. Please fuck my face. I want you to take control. I need to choke on your cock.”