Chapter 38 Calder #2
I’m grateful that she gives me purpose as I tinker with the dial.
When I turn around, I have to stop myself from grabbing my cock as I watch her tight little body inspecting the space.
Every movement of her lithe limbs feels like an invitation, beckoning me closer.
I have to bite the inside of my cheek to stop myself from saying something that’ll interrupt her flow.
Kady’s eyebrows lower and her mouth pinches together in concentration as she moves to the bed. I’m pretty sure she’s so absorbed in her task that she’s oblivious to how mesmerized the three alphas observing her are.
Witnessing her nesting instinct take hold is fascinating.
She carefully lays Riven’s blanket over the bed then gives a satisfied nod before fluffing some cushions.
She then brings some smaller pillows up to her face to rub them across her cheek before placing them down again.
I lean against the door jamb, watching as she lies back, extending her long legs across the mattress before running her feet up and down the fabric, smiling.
She stretches her arms out, turning her focus back to us. “Can I have the rest of the items you brought?”
“Of course.” Hale rushes forward like he’s delivering an offering to a deity.
She plops his pillow down next to her, smooths down Ezra’s scarf, then makes a huffing noise as she tries to stretch my T-shirt over the cushion without it rumpling.
“It doesn’t cover it!” Her features pinch in frustration.
“How about I make the cushion smell like me instead?” I step forward.
“I guess that’ll do.” She holds out the cushion for me to take, and I rub it over myself, paying particular attention to the scent gland points behind my ears which I’m sure are giving off a load of alpha pheromones right now.
Kady lets out a relieved exhale as I hand it back to her, hugging it to her chest like a teddy bear. It’s fucking adorable, and it makes my heart melt. Her face relaxes as she breathes it in deeply. “Much better.”
“Is there anything else you need, omega?” Hale asks.
“I think I have everything I need.” Her nose scrunches up.
“Kady?” I ask sharply, panic gripping my lungs. “What is it?”
She winces again. “It’s nothing.”
From her expression, it’s obviously not nothing.
“Are you hurting, omega?” My voice deepens, almost a bark but not-quite. “You can’t lie to us.”
Her eyes widen. “I guess it hurts a little.”
Hale joins her on the bed, pulling her into his arms. “Our job is to take away your pain. We want nothing more than to take care of you. That’s what should happen during heat.”
“I know.” Her eyes flicker around the nest, chewing on the inside of her cheek. It’s clear that there’s something she’s not saying. Fortunately, she speaks before one of us has to press her. “It’s just that the past heats I’ve had with alphas have been more transactional.”
“Transactional?” Hale frowns. “What do you mean?”
Thinking about Kady being with any alpha but us makes me feel like someone is skewering my chest with a white-hot poker.
However, I appreciate that it’s highly unusual for omegas to save themselves for packs, nor would I ever expect them to.
Constant suppressant use takes a toll on their bodies, and many omegas don’t even want—or never do—find a pack.
If Kady didn’t find us, I’m sure she’d be having transactional heats forever.
“Well, it was all about the knotting.”
“And they didn’t take care of you afterwards?” Anger barrels through me at just the thought. “They didn’t feed you, clean you, hold you close, or tell you how incredible you are?”
“Well, no.” She lifts a shoulder. “But I did write up contracts that specifically outlined that non-knotting interactions were to be kept to a minimum.”
“I thought an omega would want all those things.” Riven chews on his lip, looking like he’s trying to fathom what she’s saying. “Satisfying an omega is about more than the physical act of knotting. There are many factors that go into making sure an omega’s needs are met.”
“Riven’s right.” Hale sets a hand on her thigh. “It sounds like you haven’t had any alphas properly satisfy or take care of you.”
“Fucking assholes,” I grumble.
She deserves to be spoiled. How could they just knot her then run without giving her proper aftercare?
It makes my blood boil. When alphas learn their designation, they’re given a guidebook with some online lessons to watch about how to look after an omega, but many don’t bother. Or worse, don’t care.
“I didn’t need them to take care of me.” Kady juts out her chin, though her voice shakes a little.
Perhaps she’s starting to realize that she has a lot to gain by letting others look after her for a change.
“I’ve always been perfectly capable without an alpha.
I just needed a little help with knots during a heat. ”
It’s a relief to know that from now on, she’s going to have the four of us to look after her.
“Letting your alphas fulfil all of your omega needs during a heat doesn’t make you any less independent,” I tell her as Hale pulls her closer to his chest.
She snuggles up against him, her shoulders visibly relaxing.
“We’ll show you how a real alpha should act,” Hale promises, running his fingers through her blonde locks. “Are you going to let us take care of you?”
Her small hands curl into fists. She’s obviously struggling with heat symptoms but still trying her damnedest to hide it.
“I’m down for knotting, but the other stuff is all new to me.
” Her knuckles turn white with how tightly she’s squeezing her nails into her palm.
As much as I want us to take her pain away, we can’t rush this, or we risk her shutting down completely.
She needs to feel in control right now. “What if I can’t let go? ”
“You already know how to,” I tell her. “You did a pretty good job of obeying me last night.” I smirk at the memory. “Remember how good that felt?”
Her perfume fills the room, letting everyone know how much she enjoyed our time together and causing my cock to swell.
“Listen to your omega instincts,” Hale urges. “You don’t need to fight your body anymore. You’re in a safe place.” He tips her chin upward. “We’re your alphas. Do you trust us?”
She doesn’t answer right away, their gazes locked until she slowly nods. “I do.”
His grin quickly changes as he cups her cheek. “You’re burning up.”
“I can get a thermometer?” Riven starts walking toward the bathroom.
“She’s an omega in heat, of course she’s going to be hot,” I snap before catching myself and smiling apologetically. “Sorry, man. I’m just… You know.”
Pussy hungry? Wishing I was the one cradling her right now? Impatient because I can tell our omega is in pain but is so stubborn that she doesn’t want to admit she needs us?
“I understand, Calder,” Riven replies. “I think.”
“For us to make sure we can really take care of you, I need to check your limits first,” Hale says, while I fight the urge to rub my cock to relieve some of the pent-up frustration I’m feeling.
“We know your safe word is pineapple. However, when you’re in heat, you may not remember to use it, so we need to know what you’re uncomfortable with. ”
She looks at me pointedly. “No restraints during heat, but everything else goes.”
“Got it. We’ll save the handcuffs for another time.” I wink at her.
“I’ll hold you to that.” She meets my stare while squirming around in Hale’s arms. “Oh, and don’t make me wait too long if I ask for something. I can be a little…” She grimaces like she’s about to cuss. “Needy.”
“There’s nothing wrong with being needy, Kady,” Hale responds. “In fact, we want you to be. Be as needy and demanding as you’d like.”
My breath hitches when I notice a wet patch on the bed beneath Kady’s thighs. I desperately want to drop to my knees and pull that swollen, pink pussy onto my face until I’ve licked up every drop of that sweet slick.
Kady smiles mischievously then arches an eyebrow at me as if she can read my mind. “Well, what are you waiting for?”
How is it possible that she’s in a biological state of needing to be fucked, yet I’m the one panting like a dog, eager to get lost inside her?