Chapter 34 #2
“Auction moved up,” I grunt, relaying the information as I get the information I need to send this person money.
Me
Go on. You have what you want, please continue.
Unknown
So polite and yet…still so impatient.
“Dude, I’m about to reach through the fucking computer and strangle you with your intestines,” I growl.
“I think you may need anger management,” Remy murmurs.
“If she does, I definitely do,” Mal says, coming out with trays of food for the dining room table. “Let her work.”
“Thank you,” I murmur.
Unknown
You’re no fun. I think you need an enema to help with how uptight you are. April twenty-sixth is the new date of the auction and it’ll take place at 2490 Tripter Street, Tybee Island. Madam Clara decided that Savannah wasn’t the right place for her auction.
My growl is loud as I snarl at the damn computer. I’ve heard that Savannah is full of mafia activity. Cian has spoken highly of Pack Tremaine, which means they aren’t sex traffickers. No one would think to look for a human auction in a beach town.
“This twatmuffin is going to be trouble,” I curse. I give them the details of the auction as I sign off with my contact, fuming about what I’ve learned.
“I need to go,” Lars says, looking torn.
“Barnacles,” my sister says softly, drawing his attention back to her.
“We have to go,” he amends. “That means we’re going to have to leave things unfinished…”
“I multitask really well,” I reassure them.
“We’ll get things worked out over the next month, and then I’ll make sure things continue moving.
Nova, the sale for the Tider place goes through this week, and then the construction people can begin working to ensure that the space is what you want the brownstone to be. ”
“We’ll make her delegate,” Remy promises.
“Come eat,” Mal insists, and we all begin to gravitate toward the table.
There’s never a boring moment here.
TYDE
I’m deep in my thoughts as we walk back to the house, and I don’t notice that Caleb and Lars are boxing me in on either side until their broad shoulders are bumping against me.
“Penny for your thoughts?” Nova asks.
My gaze narrows on her because she knows what I’m thinking about.
“I may know, but they don’t,” I say.
“I feel a lot of anxiety coming from you,” Lars murmurs.
“Should we all go together?” I ask. “Nova is your emotional support, but I don’t really know what I am. I have no real skills outside of my medical ones.”
“We don’t know what kind of condition my sister will be in,” Caleb says. “We may need your medical skills. You’re also ours. Does that need more context?”
“I think I need it,” I say, disliking that I feel uncomfortable with this conversation.
I’m not someone who is typically needy, but I haven’t ever been in a relationship like this either. This is new territory.
“You’re Nova’s alpha,” Lars says, pushing me into the side of Nova’s new and improved van.
It really does look like a tank now with its all black siding. His lips claim mine before his lips move toward his healed bite mark, sucking on it hard as I moan.
“You’ve taken my goddamn knot in your tight ass and this is my bite on your neck. I’m yours just as much as you’re mine. That means we stick together while we find my sister.”
“Maybe he does need more than that,” Nova says with a sly smile, leaning against the van. The weather is unseasonably warmer today, but they don’t think it’ll last for long. It does mean that I get to enjoy the gorgeous line of her collarbones she’s showing off in her off the shoulder purple dress.
“You’re a shit starter,” I murmur, my eyes widening as Caleb takes his brother’s place.
“I love the mischievous side of her, don’t you?” he asks, his fingers opening my pants before pulling out my thickening cock. His hand fists the base of it as he strokes it, making me groan as my head drops back. “I feel left out, Alpha. I want to know what you’re feeling. I need to bite you.”
Nova moans, and my head rolls to the side to see that her dress is pushed up and Lars’ head is buried in her pussy. Whatever is left of her panties is currently fisted in his hand.
“Bite?” I ask, yelling a moment later as Caleb decides he needs my attention right fucking now.
His decision to get it involves swallowing my cock whole, and I find that he shares his brother’s lack of a gag reflex. Weird thing to be genetic, but I’m loving it. My hand fists his hair as I gaze down at him, slowly dragging his head up and down as I push my pants to my ankles.
I don’t think this necessarily counts as public sex, not when it’s private property and I just bought the land two steps to my left for exactly six cents. Fuck, my life is so odd.
Caleb’s teeth glide over my cock, making my eyes roll with pleasure. My need for pain will always exist during a blow job.
“I need your cream dripping off my chin before I knot you, baby,” Lars growls. Nova whimpers as he sucks on her clit, the lewd sound making my hips buck. I can see my cock’s form as I fuck Caleb’s throat, making me hope that he feels me for as long as I think he’s going to make me feel his knot.
Caleb pulls off my shoes as he continues to work my cock, and my pants are stripped as well before he releases my dick as he stands.
“Take your shirt off,” he grunts, already stripping. “I don’t want you to touch your cock while I’m fucking you.”
“Aren’t you a bossy alpha,” I purr, grabbing my shirt behind my head and pulling it off. We’re creating a pile of clothing on the ground, and Lars contributes to it right after Nova screams out her release.
Hopefully we’re far enough away that her sister doesn’t worry that we’re killing her. That could be awkward.
“Alpha, I want your knot,” she whimpers, tearing off her clothes.
“Mmmm. It’s yours. Such a needy little omega,” he says with a grin, picking her up into his arms. Lars lines his dick up with her pussy, and my cock begins to weep with even more precum as he fills her up completely.
Caleb hooks my leg over his hip, prepared to spit on my hole, but Lars scoots over as he slowly continues to pull Nova down his cock, his face intent with other plans.
“Want some lube?” he asks.
Caleb smirks, surprising me as he pushes his fingers inside of Nova alongside his brother’s cock. Both of them grunt at the change in feeling, and our omega whines a little at the stretch.
“Oh fuck,” I breathe, watching as Nova looks down at where she’s connected to Lars.
“Well that’s one way to do it,” she says.
Caleb removes slick covered fingers before pushing them deep inside of my asshole without warning.
“Goddamnit,” I groan.
“I’m not going to take it easy on you,” he chuckles. “I’m going to fuck you hard.”
“I like it rough,” I gasp, watching as he removes his fingers. My hole is practically shiny from Nova’s slick, and I know that the only pain from being so well prepared will come from the stretch of Caleb’s dick.
My eyesight blackens as Caleb pushes his way inside my ass, showing me just how right I am. My sounds are incoherent as he fucks me, my pleasure heightened by Nova’s moans beside me.
“So damn tight,” Caleb groans. “I don’t know how you’re going to take my knot.”
“He’ll take it,” Lars says, kissing Nova hard as he begins to rock her over his knot. “That’s it, baby. Come for your alpha.”
“I’m close,” our omega gasps as Caleb fists my hair to kiss me.
I’m always surprised by how differently he and his brother kiss.
Caleb tastes like crisp apples, and our tongues duel together as our lips devour each other.
My cock bounces against my abs as it’s ignored.
There’s no friction to rub against at this angle, no one to fist fuck it.
I keep my hands wrapped around Caleb’s arms, my nails digging into his skin in an effort not to touch myself.
“You’re suffering, aren’t you?” he asks smugly, beginning to push his knot inside my ass.
Nova squeals as Lars does the same, and he praises her for taking it so well. He rubs her clit to help with the stretch, but Caleb is a dick and refuses to touch me.
“Not at all,” I grit out, lying my ass off.
“Do you want to come or are you going to be a brat?” Caleb asks, his finger rubbing up the side of my cock to gather up the precum dripping down it.
He sucks on his finger, licking it clean as I come very close to whimpering for him. Fuck, this isn’t fair.
“You want to come, don’t you…baby?” Nova cries out.
“I do,” I say, gasping as his hand squeezes my hip as it pulls me further onto his knot. “Alpha, oh fuck. Please!”
“Your begging is so pretty,” he mutters, his hand wrapping around my cock.
Caleb strokes my shaft, spreading my precum as he fucks his knot inside of me.
Once it pops all the way inside of me, I can feel the moment he begins to fall into a haze as he ruts me.
I’m not surprised because all I can smell is Nova and our alphas, and our omega is getting fucked hard by Lars currently.
The sound of her slick as she comes has Lars losing control as well, and I have a feeling we may be moving this inside soon. May as well celebrate becoming a pack by fucking all day.
“You’re still thinking too hard,” Caleb says, leaning forward to bite my shoulder. My body shudders as he breaks skin, and my knot swells before I come all over Caleb’s hand and my stomach. “Much better. Now help me clean this up.”
My alpha feeds me my cum as he bounces me on his knot, and the feedback loop of the four completed bonds between us grows stronger until we all come at the same time.
“Holy fuck,” Lars gasps, his forehead leaning against Nova’s as we all struggle to breathe.
“That was intense,” I rasp. “At the risk of overthinking, I have a question.”
“Of course you do,” Caleb chuckles, his tongue dragging over his bite mark to lap at the blood leaking from it. Fucking savage.
“What name are we giving our pack?” I ask.
“That’s a good question,” Nova says sleepily.
“Our name,” Lars decides. “It has power in both the community and the mafia families. We’re Pack Finnegan, baby.”
My lips curve in amusement as he kisses me again as if to seal that, and his knot begins to deflate.
“I suppose I should make that official and file that paperwork with the appropriate authorities,” Lars says, yawning.
“I vote for a nap and then more fucking,” I say, taking a fuller breath as Caleb slips out of my ass. His cum rushes out, leaving a mess down my legs.
“After a clean up,” he says with a slight wince, picking up the clothes littering the ground as Lars carries Nova inside.
Following them, I allow myself to glance at our new property next door.
“I still can’t believe they sold it to us like that,” Caleb mutters.
“I can,” I sigh. “I made it clear that I wasn’t comfortable accepting such a large gift, and Brice made it so I’d be able to get over that.”
“They’re good people, and now they’ll be our forever neighbors. Hollis won’t accept anything less,” he says.
Life will never be boring at least. Sometimes, a lifetime of adventures with people you can trust is all you can ask for.