24. Jude
Jude
Emilia
Iwoke to extreme pleasure. Someone was sucking on my nipple. And someone else was between my legs, lapping at me like they couldn't get enough of my slick. It was so intense that I was cumming before my eyes even opened.
When I did pry them open, it was to find Jude at my breast, of course, and Oren eating me out. There was no sign of my alphas, but I could feel that they were okay.
Oren lifted a face dripping with my juices. "You're very responsive in your sleep."
"You're very good at eating pussy," I responded.
He grinned at me. "I could wake you up like this every single day of our lives."
Jude popped off my nipple and scooted up to kiss me, his bedazzled cock already hard against my hip. "Good morning, beautiful."
"Good morning, Jude."
"I want to try fucking your tits," he said. "Can I try?"
"Of course."
He climbed over me and squeezed each breast reverently. Then he leaned over and spit on his dick before pushing my breasts together and sliding his pierced length between them. "Oh, fuck, that's good."
I laced my hands behind my head to help support it and on the next thrust, I stuck out my tongue and swiped it over his head.
Jude jerked, eyes wide as he stared at me. "Do that again."
I did and he started to push harder and further until I could take the tip in my mouth with every stroke. He was getting harder and harder until he abruptly stopped and dismounted.
"I'm going to cum if I keep that up and I want to cum inside your pussy."
He nudged Oren out of the way and positioned himself between my legs, pausing for only a moment before he rammed himself home. The movement pushed me up on the bed and I groaned as the piercings dragged over areas that had become even more sensitized from the heat.
"Actually, turn over, present for me."
He pulled out and I flipped over, pushing my ass out toward him.
"Oren, get under her and let her suck that fat cock while I fuck her," Jude ordered.
Oren grinned at me and slid under me enough that I had easy access to his thick erection. When I took him in my mouth, it was a stretch, but worth it to hear him hiss out my name.
Jude was rhythmically squeezing my breasts, as if he was trying to milk me. Somehow, it felt amazing and turned me on even more. I was exhausted from my heat, but there was still enough in me that I wanted everything my men could give me.
"I can't knot you, but I can bite you," Jude told me, giving short, hard thrusts that hit just the right spot.
I clenched around him and felt him start to pulse as his cock swelled inside me. My groan set Oren off and he shot hot, salty cum into my mouth. I swallowed it down and whimpered as another orgasm ripped through me.
Jude scraped his teeth over the back of my neck before sinking them in on either side of my spine.
The feeling of being fucked doggy style, combined with the bite on the neck had me screaming as I came harder than I'd ever cum before.
Slick poured out of me in a gush of pleasure as Jude erupted deep inside.
After he'd softened and pulled out, I flopped down on top of Oren and licked his salty skin. "I don't think I'll ever get tired of this," I said quietly.
"I know I won't," Jude muttered. He got out of bed and returned with water for botho fo us and a damp cloth to clean us up with. "I think your heat is over though."
"You can fuck me outside my heat," I told him with a sleepy smile.
"Oh, I fully intend to," Jude chuckled. "You can count on that."
We spent the next day sleeping, rousing only to eat and drink. Every single one of us was exhausted from my heat.
On the second day, I got up and went to dig around in the kitchen. There wasn't much left from whatever Grayson had purchased the other night. A lonely banana and a nearly empty carton of milk sat in the fridge and there were two slices of bread and some peanut butter left on the counter.
"Let's order in," Grayson said, coming downstairs. He wrapped his arms around me from behind and kissed my head. "We'll need to figure out something more permanent anyway, but for now, let's just pick something and eat it. We'll go out for lunch."
"Really?" I turned to look at him.
"Unless you don't want to."
"I do. But… I guess I just got used to not going anywhere."
"I'm proud to be seen with my beautiful omega," he assured me. "And I guarantee all your men feel the same way."
He pulled me into the living room and sat down to go through food options.
"What do you feel like eating?"
"Carbs," I told him. "That heat was insane and now I want fuel."
"French toast? Potatoes? What kind of carbs?"
"All of the above," Oren suggested, running downstairs. "I was wondering where you two got to."
"We have to feed our omegas," Grayson said with a grin. "Now that we've all slept enough, it's time to refuel and make a plan for the future."
In the end we did as Oren suggested and ordered a little of everything. By the time the food arrived, the other two were awake and had come downstairs to join us.
"Dig in." Grayson had arranged all the food on the dining room table, grouping pastries on one end and cooked food on the other.
I grabbed a sticky bun and some hash browns, but Jude piled some scrambled eggs on my plate, too.
"You need protein."
Finally, we all went out onto the deck that overlooked the lake and ate out there. I snuggled up on a giant chair with Oren and we took turns feeding each other bites.
"Our omegas are so cute together," Grayson said, watching us with love in his eyes.
"It's so pretty here. I can't believe we missed almost a week of this view." I looked out over the lake. A few ducks were swimming out there, leaving ripples in the glass-like water as they slid through the water with ease.
A feeling of solid contentment flowed through the bonds. We all felt it and that made me happy.
After breakfast, Santi grabbed his tablet and came back out. "I've already registered Emilia as a new pack member, so that's done, but we need somewhere to live."
"We don't have to move. I hate that you have to leave your home because of me."
Oren threw an arm around me. "Baby, we can't stay there either. We'd probably do something everyone would regret if we saw those guys again. Trust me, we want a new place as much as you do."
"Okay, what are our non-negotiables?" Santi asked.
"Big ass nest," Oren said immediately.
"With attached bathroom," I added.
"A yard for Gertie," Jude said. The dog in question perked her ears up from where she lay at Grayson's feet.
"Definitely a yard. But also, maybe a porch?" I suggested. "I want to spend more time outside. I'm never going days without fresh air again."
"Agreed." Santi tapped away on his tablet. "Anything else?"
"Big kitchen," Grayson said. "Now there are three of us who like to cook, so we'll need room for everyone."
"And I like to watch." Oren grinned. "And taste test."
We sat in silence for a bit, the brisk wind off the lake making me shiver. Oren pulled a heavy plaid blanket over the two of us and snuggled me closer to him.
"Okay, I have a few options here." Santi scooted his chair closer to us and the other two moved in as he held up the screen to show us the first house. He flipped through the photos. The place was large, but it seemed outdated, with avocado-colored walls and orange counters in the kitchen.
The first four houses were quickly vetoed and I was losing interest when Santi showed us the last one. It was perfect. White siding with black trim, a huge veranda that ran around three sides of the house and a massive, fenced yard for Gertie. Inside was equally as perfect.
We all looked at each other.
"I like it," I said.
"Yeah, this is the one." Oren nodded.
"Take it," Jude said.
"Alright. We'll go see it tomorrow and if you still like it, we'll put in an offer."
"Wait, can you afford it with the other house you just paid for a few months ago?" I worried.
Jude stepped in front of me and leaned forward. "Cute. But have you seen us?"
I frowned. "What's that supposed to mean?"
"We're hot commodities, baby." He winked at me. "We all have massive bank accounts and for a purchase like this, we all chip in."
"Really? Modeling pays that well?"
Oren chuckled beside me. "It sure does. And Santi is a pretty hot photographer in his own right. He does celebrity weddings and everything."
"Wow. I didn't realize."
"At least we know you don't want us for our money," Grayson laughed. "But, seriously, don't worry about money. We'll handle everything."
"Speaking of which, Emilia needs clothes," Oren said. "Maybe we can leave a bit early for lunch and do some shopping?"
"Of course."
My heart raced at the thought of being out in public again. But I was just as excited to be able to try on clothes and choose things in person. For the past year, I'd only selected items online and it was hit or miss if they'd fit or feel good.
"I can't wait." I leaned against Oren and looked around at my pack, feeling safe and content.