Chapter 41 Don’t Invite Them
Don't Invite Them
Acadia
Locke and I watch Kol from the vestibule glass windows. He’s out there on the street, under an umbrella, pressed against the car, guarding Mads and Ro.
I want to bring them in, but they were still having sex, so it would have been awkward.
The nest is all ready. We rushed to get it done, but now we just wait.
Locke knows I am most calm if he’s nearby.
His pheromones make me so much less anxious.
So, I hold his arm and press into his body, letting his scent do its job.
“They’ll be ready, eventually.”
“I know. When you’re in heat, you don’t want to wear clothes, so we have to be careful bringing her in. I wish we could use the garage, but it’s full of construction stuff.”
They could access the underground garage through the back alley. It has ten parking spots. It should be plenty big, but we are still trying to get our home finished. I sigh and rub my nose against Locke’s shirt.
“They are so close, and yet it feels impossibly far.”
“What do you mean, sweetheart?”
Locke has taken to calling me sweetheart, and I’m absolutely living for it. Mads calls me duchess. Oscar is pretty set on “mi amor,” but once he called me “cara bella,” and I was a big fan.
Kol will always win with “Little Momma”. I think it’s what truly made me want to fuck him while we were in the dance club.
Speaking of fucking, I am taking deeper and deeper breaths. My chest is hot, and my core is doing something.
“I’m worried we won’t be able to get them this last little bit. It feels like they are so close, and yet so far away.”
He kisses the top of my head, then pulls back. I chase his kiss until he comes back to kiss my lips. I moan into his mouth.
“I was wondering if I could take you on a date,” he asks over my wanting lips.
I pull away and look up at him.
“A date?”
“Yeah. That DJ we like, Delta Delta Delta, is coming again this weekend. I wanted to take you. We can bring everyone else if you want. That’s no problem.”
“Yes! I’ll go with you! Also, yes, let’s invite the pack.”
He looks really pleased. His eyes crinkle at the edges. I grab his floral shirt and pull him closer to me.
“I like when we’re all together,” I say.
“Me, too. But while we’re there, you’re mine.” His hands fall onto the tops of my hips. I rock them, indicating I need more touching.
“You want all my attention?”
“As much as I can get.”
He kisses me. I love kissing Locke. He pulls me up into him by the waist.
I would keep kissing him, but I hear a car door shut. I whirl my head away to look outside. Kol has the omega in his arms, carrying her like a new bride, but instead of a wedding dress, she’s wrapped in sheets and blankets. She looks more like the little mermaid when she was pulled from the sea.
Locke opens the door, and he rushes in, followed by Mads, who only wears pants and nothing else.
His chest and arms are on full display. He has one of those sleeper builds, where you wouldn’t know he’s ripped until he’s unclothed. I wipe the drool from the side of my mouth.
“She’s asleep,” Kol says. “Mads put the omega in a heat coma without a knot. I knew he was an alpha in disguise.”
Mads rolls his eyes, but still looks very proud.
“Bring her to the nest?” I ask. He nods, and I lead the way. I grasp onto Mads’s hand, and Locke locks the door behind us.
The nest is located at the back in its own private corridor.
It’s a perfect rectangular room with a skylight and no interior windows.
The couch I bought is so stunningly perfect in the space.
It’s a sectional that creates a fully encased square, with just one portion without a back, so you can crawl in and out of it.
Kol lays her down in the crater of soft things.
Mads opens the mini fridge and drinks a whole bottle of water, and then brings one to the omega.
She’s passed completely out, so he sets it on the built-in shelf that wraps around the room.
He kisses her on her cheek and then asks Kol to help him to the shower.
Kol wraps his arm around Mads’s waist and takes him to the shower that was just completed yesterday.
The little omega has two braids, and I can tell her hair is long because the braids are long ropes that go down her chest. Her bangs have come loose from the braids, and I want to straighten them.
But I hold back. I’ll want to have her coherent before I touch her.
Her mouth opens in a sigh, and I see the gap between her two front teeth. It’s so cute, I want to die.
“Admiring the omega?” Locke asks.
“She’s really beautiful.” I continue looking at her while I kneel on the floor and rest my head on the big couch. Locke leaves to take care of the car and the front door.
It’s just her and I.
I look around to make sure we are well and truly alone, and then I creep up into the nest to smell her.
I don’t know if I’m feeling her heat through the bond, or if something is happening inside of me.
Can having two omegas in a bond make them trigger each other’s heats?
I think I read somewhere that happens. I am not too far from my next heat.
The way I am fantasizing someone’s hard cock fucking me right now makes me think that is exactly what’s happening.
I’m going into heat.
I press my nose into her shoulder.
She smells so good. The smell is tactile.
It dances over my nose. Citrus. Minerals.
Fresh and lively. I take care to start integrating her into the nest. I want it to smell like both of us.
I push and fold and tuck and rearrange, letting my inner omega guide.
She can feel when things are right and when they need to move.
Ro slowly wakes up just as I’ve got one of Mads’s shirts under her feet.
She’s going to see that I’m naked.
I have a strict no clothes on rule for the nest. I’m sure she’ll understand.
I sit back on my heels. I hope she notices the skylight first. Or how beautifully I’ve arranged the nest. Or how dark and moody I’ve made it.
But when I look back down at her, she’s propped up on her elbows, looking only at me.
I’m definitely going into heat.
I desperately want to touch her.
“Hello.”
“Cadi…” she whines. Oh, poor sweet girl is in the throes of her own heat. Her skin is shiny with sweat, and her legs start to squirm.
“What do you need? Mads? Locke?” My voice isn’t much better. Her hand casts down her naked torso and rests on her hipbone. My eyes are glued to the spot. “Your heat is triggering mine, omega. I may need this nest too…”
She shakes her head slowly back and forth.
“Don’t let the men in here,” she whispers. I lean down, getting closer to hear. “Don’t invite them,” she says.
“Don’t invite them?”
“Just us. Please.”
Just then, the rain picks up, and its sound erupts on the skylight above, and the room feels like the only place in the world safe from the storm. I want this, too. I want this to just be us.
I want her and I to take care of each other. I want to know that we are both needy and both giving everything. I want to satisfy her, and the hungry look in her blown pupils makes me realize she wants to do the same thing.
My eyes dart to Kol’s, who stands near the sliding doors to the bathroom. He heard. He nods to me in understanding. He’ll keep the men away for a bit. He’ll allow us to get to know each other.
“Cadi…kiss me?”
She’s so earnest. I’m so earnest. How can two people who are both coming together with so much hope, vulnerability, and angst manage?
My inner omega does not hold back. She’s ready.
I indulge her. I kiss Ro. She meets me in the middle, propped up on her hands.
My hands go to hold her beautiful face. Soft and delicate flower petal lips kiss me back.
We both moan at the same time and in the same tone.
She pushes up to press herself into me, so I wrap myself around her.
The kiss ignites my heat.
I’m not here anymore. It’s only my omega and Ro’s omega.
It’s like they know each other.
“God, you’re so sexy,” Ro says with a shaky voice. I throw my head back. She licks me up my chest and neck. “Your skin tastes like sex. It’s going to be the only thing I’ll want to taste.”
Our hormones create this fucking sex haze. I think we can make each other both come like a hundred times just by licking each other’s skin.
She’s all over me, and I’m all over her.
I kiss and suck and touch and move along her soft, sensual body. She does the same thing, and the room smells like someone threw a smoke bomb in here. A smoke bomb of pheromones of omegas wanting to fuck.
My head is spinning, we writhe and hum against one another, and I come.
It makes my legs spasm, and I cry out. She’s biting down on my shoulder, and she’s coming, too.
We don’t even take a breath before we are at it again.
Her hand slips down my front, and her acrylic nail fingers find my wet, slick pussy. I’m gone again.
I stroke her nipples and rub my thigh underneath her pussy while she fingers me, so she can find friction, too.
“Come on, Ro,” I beg her. “Come for me.”
She speeds up, and so do I.
“Ro, I want you to come on my leg harder than any fucking alpha has made you come.”
She huffs out a small laugh as she moves over my leg.
“Harder than Mads?”
Well, that’s the hottest thing she could have ever said.
I get her to come two more times before we need a small reprieve where we pet each other and soothe our wary souls.
I kiss her lips, feeling the pleasure of them on my own lips. I touch her stomach and ribs. She’s so perfect.
“Can I go down on you?” I ask.
“Yes. Yes. Yes. Please. Yes.” Ro begs and shimmies down into some pillows I had propped up like a ramp. I kneel between her spread legs, but she sits up and runs her tongue over my nipples, and I push her back. I prop up her knees and kiss each one. And then I get to admire her lying underneath me.
“I could do this forever with you.”
“We should. We should keep doing this until they come to rip us apart.”
Kol would be the one to do it. I can feel his acute jealousy in the bond for being left out.
“Your pussy is gorgeous. It’s making my brain melt. Look at you, Ro.” I kiss her down her thigh until I’m settled between her legs. I wrap my arms around her legs. How does anyone smell this good?
I spread her lips with my tongue flat against her. The sound she lets out can be heard on the moon. I do it again and again. She tastes like heaven.
And I’m there for what feels like hours, and I’ve lost track of the number of times she’s squeezed my head with her creamy thighs while coming.
I fall back, and Ro crawls up next to me and throws her leg over mine, resting her head on my breast. I hold her close, and we settle down. We don’t quite sleep, but we aren’t quite back on planet Earth.
My mind is thinking about both everything and nothing at all. But one thought stands out—Between her, Kol, and the rest of them, I’ll never be in want of an orgasm for my natural born life.
“We should invite the boys in again,” Ro says like a sweet angel, but I know it’s because she wants to be railed by one of their dicks.
And I feel exactly the same way.