Chapter 12
Chapter Twelve
MIA
By evening we return to Aiden’s apartment. At this point, I wonder if it might be sound for us to invest in some actual beds to stay here, because it seems like we’re here and will keep being here a lot.
Aiden doesn’t appear to mind. He’s already had pizza and drinks delivered by the time we’ve all showered and changed out of swimwear.
It takes me the longest. I stare at Aiden’s blue-tiled shower wall and get lost in the feeling of them all around me. Of my alphas’ hands and lips soothing the flames across my body, stoking the fires of my heat until I came again and again.
I lift my hands and remember their seed spilled between my fingers. The way their bodies shook and they groaned low as they each came.
Heat flits across my skin as I soak in the reverie. I can almost still feel them on me now, hands everywhere inside and out. Their woody and fiery scents, cinnamon and chocolate. Like a safe campsite or log cabin in the woods just for us alone.
I want it so badly. That retreat with them, that isolated home just for us away from all this pressure and limelight. An urge to make it so, to fill the space with cozy blankets and dim candles and books—so many books—claws at my skin, trying to escape.
I press my palms against the blue tile as slick starts sliding between my thighs again. Water from the shower head spills down my hair and back, mingling with that slick, leftover sand, and washed off sunscreen. My legs shake, my breath grows as quick as my pulse.
Another flare heat. A massive all-consuming desire to be theirs , to nest for them, to be with them always.
I just met these alphas. And there’s still so much professional bullshit in between everything. But fuck . I think I may be falling down this rabbit hole head first. My inner omega is sure screaming for me to.
Free-fall , she screams. Into their arms. Into their ruts. Into their love.
Love is a strong word. It shouldn’t be slung around, even in the throes of an omega’s heat. But I can’t breathe without thinking it.
Can’t breathe right now as I crave their touches again. Even through steam and shower doors and the bathroom door, I can smell each and every alpha in Aiden’s living room.
I need this bond to be complete. I need their knots and their marks, or I wonder if I will simply never cease to be in heat.
There’s a knock on the door. Then a concerned question from Aiden. “Mia? Are you okay?”
I close my fists against the shower wall. I need to tell them all of this, and how fucking embarrassing is that? “Yeah. Out in a minute.”
I hurry through the rest of my shower the best I can with my body shaking and a fever burning its way through me again.
Having them touch me on the beach, having Noah fucking finger me in public—it was such a fucking rush. I would’ve never felt safe doing that with anyone but them. But even that was a lot for me. I’ve had knotted dildos for years. What would a real one feel like? And are they really willing to go that slow for a virgin eleven years younger than them?
I dry off and throw on a t-shirt and shorts, without bothering with underclothes. There was simply no point with how much slick was already building between my legs and what I was about to ask of my alphas.
My alphas. The thought alone sparks joy through my chest, like a wildfire of happiness and hope and rightness .
I trail out of the bathroom and head into the living room where the guys are trying very hard and failing to pretend like they’ve not noticed my heat flaring again. But their pupils are all dilated and they slightly lean my way as I pass them sitting at the island. Aiden’s pizza order has arrived but no one’s opened the box.
“Sorry about that,” I manage to get out without my words sounding shaky. Like I’m not a coiled-tight ball of feverish nerves.
Aiden’s eyes track my every movement. “Nothing to be sorry about at all.”
Leo sniffs the air but says nothing. I sit beside Noah and open the box of pizza. My fingers shake.
Noah’s eyebrows lift slightly. “Are we going to admit the obvious or continue to ignore it?”
I drop the pizza box lid and meet their gazes one at a time. “Yeah, I’m flaring again. It’s just so constant. I’ve never…” I look down. “It’s never been like this before.”
Noah hooks a finger under my chin. “It’s us, the whole pack.”
I nod slowly. “I, um…” God, this feels so awkward to say. To ask . But why should it? We just all got each other off on the damned beach in broad daylight—thankfully with no one else around! We’re in private now, at Aiden’s place, and these alphas… yeah, I’m starting to really trust them all. I feel safe with them.
Leo reaches across Noah’s space to place a hand on my arm. He does it gently, but the instant touch, the connection, sends a flare of arousal straight to my core. “Mia, anything you need. We’re here for you. To help you, to ease your heat.”
“We’re your friends, too, you know?” Noah asks. “Happy to just talk.”
“Talking isn’t what she needs,” Aiden says firmly.
He knows. Of course he knows. They’re all older, they’ve all probably either been with other omegas or have known other alphas who’ve matched. It’s not rocket science.
“Yes,” I say to Aiden.
Aiden leans in across the island counter between us. “You need our knots.”
“Yes.”
“The bond between all of us is growing, which means it must be completed.”
“I think so,” I say as my core pulses again. The same core with walls that have never stretched around a cock before. “I’m nervous, not going to lie.” Nervous and feverishly burning up. Oscillating between anticipation, nerves, and raw need.
Noah cups my face. “Oh, angel. We’ve got you. We’ll take it slow.”
My thighs weep with more slick. “Fuck. Please.”
The guys share a quick look, but it’s Aiden who speaks. “One knot the first time. And angel, we’ll make your first time so sweet.” He moves closer and kisses me. Noah’s fingers have trailed to my throat and then my breasts. Everywhere they touch me feels like a wildfire has sprung to life.
Noah moves to lift me up. Aiden shuffles out of the way and we all move to Aiden’s bedroom where Noah lays me down in the middle of his bed. It’s not quite the official nest I’d like to build, but it serves me well enough now as my alphas fold in around me.
Aiden pulls off my shorts as Leo removes my shirt. They all stop to stare at my bare core and pebbled nipples.
It makes me a little self-conscious. A nervous chuckle escapes me. “I knew in the shower that this… that it was pointless to?—”
Leo leans in to silence my worries with a deep kiss as his fingers trail down my arm and sides. Noah does the same on the other side of me. His thumb finds one nipple and plays with it. I moan into Leo’s mouth.
“Are you sure about this?” Aiden asks when there’s a break in the kiss. He’s removed his clothes except his boxers. He stands at the end of the bed, waiting to move closer until I’ve answered.
I nod. “Yes. Knot me, Aiden. And—” I reach for Leo and Noah. “Please. I want you both, too.”
Leo licks his lips. Noah beats him to undoing his pants. The two of them pull out their cocks so I can hold them. But I want more.
I lean to one side and draw Leo’s cock closer to my mouth. I’ve never done this either. I place a gentle kiss to the tip of his cock as I start to pump him.
Leo grunts low in his throat. It’s all the encouragement I need. I open my lips and take him as far as I can. His warm, hard cock fills my mouth. I hollow my checks and work him with my hand at the same time. He grabs my hair with one hand and holds me tight.
“Fuck, Mia. Yes.” His hips begin to thrust a little, and when he realizes, he stops immediately. “That’s a good babygirl.”
I hum happily along his cock until it turns into a purr.
“Fuck,” Noah exclaims. “That’s hot.”
I begin pumping his cock, too. Long and wide, warm and so ready.
Aiden climbs onto the bed and begins kissing his way up my thigh. “You look so fucking hot working them both, angel.”
My core clenches tight. I pull Leo’s cock from my mouth and move to Noah’s. His is wider, so it’s much harder to take as much of Noah as I can Leo, but I do my best and try not to gag too much. Noah is not as good at keeping control, and despite the hold Leo still has on my hair, Noah begins thrusting into my mouth.
I do gag, but remember to breathe through my nose, and keep on it while Aiden’s fingers brush my core. He’s fixed himself with his head inches from my throbbing, fiery center. And as Noah pulls himself out of my mouth and I gasp for breath, Aiden’s tongue finds my clit.
The absolute pleasure of that sensation mixes with Noah’s motions. My toes curl and my hips buck off the bed.
Noah leans down and brushes hair from my face. “You’re doing such a good job babygirl. I got a little carried away there, but you were amazing.”
I smile up at him and begin pumping both Leo and Noah once more. I want to take them back into my mouth, but it’s hard to breathe with Aiden’s tongue on my inner walls, lapping and licking at all the slick. His expert tongue tames my clit before dipping inside. My walls clench around his tongue and he growls.
Aiden lifts his head long enough to replace his tongue with two of his fingers and look up at me from between my legs. “I can’t wait to have your walls wrapped around my cock. Fuck, you’re gorgeous.”
Aiden Paltier just called me gorgeous. While sitting between my fucking legs.
My head falls back against the pillow. I’m grinning so wide my cheeks hurt—or maybe that’s from Noah and Leo.
Aiden begins thrusting his fingers into me as his mouth captures my clit again. It doesn’t take long before I’m moaning loudly, my legs quaking, as I cum hard. Aiden doesn’t slow down. Instead, he adds a third finger to stretch me and keeps going until a second orgasm comes screaming out of me.
I pump Leo and Noah as best I can. When Aiden finally pulls away, I draw Leo’s cock back to my mouth and work him hard. Leo grabs my hair with one hand and caresses my face with the other.
“You look so beautiful with your lips around my cock,” he murmurs. “My sweet angel.”
I’m vaguely aware of Aiden rolling on a condom and then settling himself between my legs. Knotted dildos pale in comparison to the real thing. Anticipation and a little anxiety flit through me.
Aiden runs his cock across my core, coating it in slick. “You’re so ready. So wet and swollen.” He leans over me. I pop Leo out of my mouth so Aiden can kiss me. “If you need me to stop, just say so.”
I shake my head. “Aiden, I’m going to completely burn up if you don’t fuck me right now .” All of this sensory overload is so much it’s a wonder I’m still conscious at all.
Leo’s cock throbs. I pump him harder and he cums on my hand, growling loudly. He smiles down at me with bliss-filled eyes. “Babygirl…”
Aiden lines himself up. I feel the head of him at my entrance. “You’re in control of this, Mia.”
I know, but I don’t want to be. I want Aiden to fuck me with abandon. To knot me. To spill his seed into me. “Please.”
Please.
One little word. So much weight.
Aiden grabs my hips and slowly, so fucking slowly, slides his cock into me. My walls stretch to accommodate him and pull him in further. Our gazes meet and while I want to close my eyes and throw my head back in pleasure and a little pain from the tightness, I don’t. I let Aiden see every second of fullness, of satisfaction, cross my features. And I watch the same on his.
Aiden’s breath hitches as he fully thrusts himself inside me. A low, very happy growl escapes him. “ Fuck , Mia.” His hips buck a little, but he stops them.
My inner omega screams for joy. I’m so full, so stretched, so everything that I could cry. Instead I focus on pumping Noah’s cock and maintaining eye contact with Aiden as I do it.
“Are you okay?” Noah asks.
I nod and glance up at him. “Yes. Very.”
He looks concerned. “It doesn’t hurt?”
“Not really, no,” I whisper. “Just so full.”
“Good,” Aiden says as he pulls out and then thrusts back inside. We both gasp as his cock strokes my insides.
“Oh, my god,” I exclaim. “It feels so—so fucking good.”
Aiden caresses my face. “You’re doing so good, angel.” He thrusts again, and sets a pace against a spot inside me that has another orgasm sliding toward me. My core clenches around him as I cum again, from deep inside, and arch my back off the bed.
Noah gives a little chuckle. “It appears our omega is very sensitive.”
“Indeed,” Aiden agrees. When I come down from it all, he begins the pace again.
Leo leans down and captures a breast in his mouth. I pull Noah close and draw him past my lips, working him as Aiden thrusts into me. He coaxes two more orgasms out of me before I feel his knot start to bloom against my entrance.
“You’re doing so well, Mia,” Aiden purrs. “Are you ready for my knot?”
I already feel so full, I’m not sure how I can take it. But I know I want to. Need to. “Yes. Please, Aiden. I want your knot so badly.”
Aiden nods and eases his knot inside. It’s so wide, and it sort of pops into place, holding us close. I’m not quite sure I’ve ever felt so full before, and I’m not sure how the fuck this is going to work with Leo and Noah, who are bigger than Aiden. But there’s a sudden excitement within me that can’t wait to try.
I pump Noah harder. His eyes dart between me and where Aiden’s knotted me, and he throws his head back. His balls pull up tight and he cums down my throat. I groan and hum as he does, which sends Aiden thrusting again into me. His knot grows and grows and then?—
Aiden thrusts one last time and holds himself there, groaning in absolute pleasure as he cums. When he finishes, he holds himself above me, his knot holding us together.
My fever peaks and breaks with his knot. With losing my virginity. With Noah’s cum down my throat and Leo’s on my hand.
With this intense, intimate moment with my pack.
The first of many.
They all caress my body—my face, my chest, my arms. Noah retrieves a set of wet washcloths from the bathroom. He offers me one for my face and then hands Leo the other to clean off his cum from my hands. When that’s done, Aiden rolls us both sideways, still connected by his knot, and holds me in his arms.
“You did so well, Mia.” He kisses the top of my head. “How are you feeling?”
“Amazing.” I can’t stop the grin from growing on my face. “I’m feeling amazing, and way less feverish, and…” I chuckle and shake my head.
“What?” Leo asks as he strokes my bare back.
A blush creeps wide across my face. “I want to do this again very, very soon.” But not now. There’s a part of me that knows I need to take all of their knots. I need this connection with all three of them. But I don’t think I could do it right now, and I’ll likely be sore in the morning.
Noah laughs loudly. “Oh, I’m sure we can arrange it, angel.”
I bet.
We lay like this, with Leo stroking my back and Noah running his hands through my hair, until Aiden’s knot deflates. Then he uses another washcloth to clean me up.
“Let’s finally get that pizza, hmm?” Noah suggests.
Everyone agrees. But I head to the bathroom first to finish cleaning up. When I catch my reflection in the mirror, I realize I’ve never seen a happier smile on my face.
Ever.
I spend the rest of the night on Aiden’s couch with the band, cuddled between them all.
* * *
Morning comes too quickly, and is announced by someone banging on Aiden’s apartment door. We spent the night on the couch, alternating who I was cuddling with, so Aiden doesn’t have to go far. He grumbles something loudly about respecting waking hours, and stumbles to the door.
I sit up between Leo and Noah. Their hands never leave me for long. Someone is always touching my shoulder or leg or holding my hand. I lean my head against Noah’s shoulder and try not to fall asleep again. My core feels sore. I push away the feeling as best I can.
The banging resounds again. “Aiden! Wake up, we have to talk.”
Recognition hits me through the groggy daze of sleep interrupted.
It’s Wes.
I slide out of Leo and Noah’s hold and make my way toward the door too.
Aiden opens it and Wes paces right on inside without invitation. “Finally. Jesus, you really sleep like the dead, huh, Aiden?” Then he sees me, Leo, and Noah, and stops. “Right, well that certainly explains why no one was answering their phones. Did you all party here last night or something?”
Wes shoots me a weighted look I don’t deserve, but I don’t really know if I want to tell him what actually happened last night. The idea of Wes knowing I lost my virginity and to whom makes me want to crawl out of my skin.
“We were working,” Aiden supplies. “It got late. Wes, what the hell is going on that you’re banging on my door at this hour?”
“At this hour ?” Wes taps his watch in an exaggerated manner. “It’s eleven in the morning.”
“Fine, whatever,” Noah says as he scrapes his tired face with his palms. “What’s up, man?”
Leo’s up now, too, with his phone in his hand. “What’s the reason for five missed calls?”
Wes looks at each of us in turn. “You all did such a great job the other night and went so viral online that you’ve got your next gig. And it’s a big one.”
My eyebrows raise. “Seriously? Where?”
Aiden’s fatigue is washed away from his face with Wes’s words. “That’s quick.”
Wes nods. “Yeah. It was. You’ll be joining Knotty Tour in two weeks for the rest of the run.”
My mouth slides open. “ Excuse me ?” Knotty Tour is only the largest rock tour in North America. Every summer it stops through all the major cities for two days of shows.
“Yes,” Wes says with a wide gesture of his hands. “Knotty Tour. This is a huge opportunity.”
Leo walks closer. “Aren’t those lineups usually finalized really far in advance? We always knew months before.” There’s also a deeper concern in his eyes and words. I understand immediately. How can we keep Leo safe on such a long, very crowded tour?
Wes bows his head a little. “Well, yes. The lineups are set far in advance. But a band dropped out, I heard about it and pulled some strings. People want you all there. Exit Fate is coming out of the gate hot. But two months of touring is no joke. The tour bus is taken care of, but you guys need more songs. Fast.”
So this isn’t really a question of if we want to go. We’re already signed up. We all look at each other, the unspoken question flitting between us. Are we doing this?
“Fuck yeah,” Noah exclaims. “Let’s do it.”
Leo and Aiden nod. They’re old-hats at Knotty Tour, with Designation Outsider and Lost Time having headlined it multiple times in the past.
Wes’s gaze turns to me. “It’s a serious opportunity.”
He doesn’t mean as a chance for the band. He means it’s serious, so don’t fuck it up.
“I know,” I say. “Two weeks then. We’ve got a lot of work to do.”
And a heat to fucking soothe.