Chapter 4 Hot Hot Heat
Hot Hot Heat
Ondine
This is my nest. Just like the one at the Clinic. This is my nest, I repeat, trying to convince myself it’s true. But I know, and the omega in me knows, this isn’t one Arnie artfully prepared for me.
But I don’t deserve that nice nest. I deserve this cold, spare bedroom. This cold bedroom in a strange house, miles out of the city, across a river, in a house with untrained, random alpha men, who apparently need an omega to help their sullen pack mate..
They think I can help? With what, my magic omega pussy?
I shake my head and sigh. I put my bag on a dresser and look at myself in the mirror that is hung above it.
I don’t look as bad as I feel. My hair is a little out there, but it looks kind of cool.
I fluff up the roots of my hair, the feeling helps calm me down.
Who the hell are these people, and why were they denied placement?
I am about to let them into my nest, so the answer to these questions better not be deal breakers. I have no choice. This is my only path forward.
Since I perfumed last spring, I’ve only been with strange alphas. At least with the Clinic, I knew they were safe and well trained.
Once I go into heat, I won’t have much control. If my omega doesn’t like them, she won’t let them into the nest at all. I will be a slave to my instincts. At least none of them smelled bad to me. One of them smelled like oranges, and that was nice. A good orangey musk.
It’s so depressing that one alpha’s orange scent is the only thing I can hold on to right now.
But I can’t feel bad for myself when Arnie is most likely ruined because of my omega. If I am being honest, I didn’t even try to hold back when my instincts took over. I made that choice.
A tear escapes my eye, and I wipe it away.
At the first sign of emotion, my body lurches forward, and my stomach cramps. And it hurts! I yell out and fall to my knees. It’s not another heat spike. This could be it. This could be my heat. It’s fucking powerful.
I crawl to the bed and yank the quilt and sheets off. I pull it into an acceptable corner of the room where a thick, plush rug awaits me. Inside the closet, I find folded blankets and things I can use for my nest. Another cramp hits, and I cry out. Can they hear me?
I wish Arnie were here, getting an alpha ready to lead me through this like it’s his job. Because it was.
I’m crying and panting. This hurts worse than ever.
I need relief quickly. In the contract, it said that the alphas were required to help me through my heat.
So I know they won’t reject me, but a stupid primal fear peaks its ugly head, saying they won’t want some girl with baggy clothes writhing on their floor. That’s not pretty or sexy.
I arrange pillows around my nest, then manage to close the curtains. I like it when it’s dark. I like pink and violet lighting too, but I won’t get that here.
“Please,” I cry as loud as I can manage. “Help.”
Two sets of feet run up the stairs, then Sebastian and Shadow enter the room.
“Fuck, already?” Sebastian says.
“Please, I need someone.”
“Can you smell that?” Shadow says.
“I think they could smell that on the moon. My dick is so hard. I’ll go get Jake. You help her.”
And with that, Sebastian is gone.
***
Shadow
It smells like sex incarnate here. Her pheromones permeate the air like a fog. I’ve never felt this before. She mewls in the middle of her nest, trying and failing to take off her shirt.
I steadily walk over to her, my anticipation growing.
This is new. This is different. I’m taking slow, deliberate breaths through my mouth, and I’m drooling.
I crouch down in front of her. “Ondine, what do you need?”
She tries again to take off her clothes. “Help.”
I reach out with shaking hands and grab the hem of her tank top. I help her pull it over her head. Her breasts spill out of her small bralette. It offered no support. Her breasts come out from both the top and bottom of it. It makes me growl just looking at them. I need them in my mouth.
That’s an odd thought.
I have to admit this whole thing is strange. I can’t believe it’s even working. I’m feeling more turned on and excited than I have in years.
She tugs down her pants, and I get them down her legs, along with her panties. In no time, this woman is completely naked in front of me.
And she’s a goddamned vision.
It’s like I’ve been asleep for years and am finally opening my eyes.
Every dip and turn of her body excites me.
This is weird. I’ve never once felt a sexual attraction to an omega, not like this. Where it feels important. Is this just my carnal self? Do all alphas feel this way with an omega in heat? Or is she special…she is a gift from my alpha.
Her scent grows even more than before as she moves to her hands and knees, presenting herself to me. I groan, and a purr starts up deep in my chest.
I place my cool hand on her heated skin.
Her spine is covered in a layer of desperate sweat.
I push her gently down so she’s resting on her elbows.
Then I glide my palms over her round ass.
Just an hour ago, I was online arguing with someone on a forum defending an old, dead poet, and now here I am.
A writhing, beautiful omega is presenting her ass to me like I’m some sort of prince.
She pushes back into my crotch, and my hard dick throbs in pain. I take off my belt and unzip myself from my pants.
I’m really doing this, aren’t I? I’m really going to fuck this girl. The girl my alpha got for me. Brought home for me. He did this for me.
I use my finger to see how wet she is. Omegas produce their own slick everywhere back here. I could fuck her ass if I wanted to without getting any lube. But I am trying to be very gentle.
She’s so wet, my fingers glide over her effortlessly. She moans into my touch, and I shudder.
I grab my dick and pass the tip up and down her slick.
“Yes, Alpha. Please, Alpha. I need you. It hurts,” she cries.
How could I deny her after that?
I push my tip into her throbbing cunt. We both make horrendous sounds as I push into her. I’m not stopping. I’m not waiting for her to adjust. I’m just getting inside. And now. I can’t wait. My ears are ringing, and the air is filled with lust and primal need.
The moment I bottom out, my knot not included, I fuck her. I fuck her like she’s mine.
And she smells like mine.
She smells like a cold freezer full of vanilla ice cream. She smells like how my dreams smell.
She’s screaming in pleasure but still begging for my knot. She won’t find relief until I knot her.
I’ve knotted an omega only once before. But not while in heat. But my body knows what to do. It was designed for it.
Jake and Sebastian enter the room and take in the scene. They both smile at me as I rut into the back of her. Her ass is high, and her face pressed into the ground, her arms all the way on the rug in front of her.
“Fuck me, Shadow, you look happy,” Jake marvels.
I pick up speed, and just when I think she can’t take anymore, I push my knot into her. She screams and begs for more, with that sweet voice of hers, and Jake grabs his dick over his pants at the scene.
“Yes, Alpha, yes,” she mutters into the pillows.
She’s panting so hard I’m worried she’ll pass out. Actually, she just may.
I rut into her a few more times before I come inside her.
She’s completely passed out by the time I catch my breath. “Did you just kill her with your dick, Shadow?”
I roll my eyes. “She’s asleep.”
“Omegas pass out after being knotted when they are in heat,” Sebastian clarifies.
“No shit? Well, good job then. I’ll be back later. I’d like to fuck her in her mouth. Text me.” And with that, Jake is gone.
I roll the two of us into a comfortable spot in the nest. She did a pretty job putting it together this quickly. I’m still inside her and will be for a while. Probably 30-40 minutes.
Sebastian takes a seat on a chair by the window.
“How did it feel?” he asks me quietly.
I nod. Still out of breath. “Exciting. She was begging for me. And now she’s so content. It’s a pretty great feeling.”
He nods at me. Fascinated with the whole thing.
“Hey,” he says apprehensively, “We never talked about what Boone said a few weeks ago. During poker.”
I hold my breath. No, we have not. Boone, despite parading as our friend, revealed a secret I’d been harboring for years.
Maybe he was drunk, and that’s why it came out, but fuck him anyway.
Boone and I have never been close, so I don’t even know when he got this out of me. Maybe it was just a good guess.
“Was he correct?”
Was he correct? That I’d been holding a flame for my alpha for years? Absolutely spot on. Like he’d known the true intent of my heart.
But he’s probably not asking about Jake. Of course not. He’s asking about himself, and the little flame I carried for him as well.
I sigh. “Maybe I’ve had the wrong expectations of a pack. I know I’m too needy. I know I have a lot of issues. I’ve been trying to manage them.”
Sabbies shakes his head. “Why didn’t you ever say anything?”
“Because it’s embarrassing. Jake and I were incredible for like two weeks.
And then he was done. He’d done what he always does, made me fall for him, and that was it for him.
And with you, Sabbies. Come on, I sit with you during pack parties.
You judge everyone for what they do and do not do.
If not everyone in a pack has a bond mark, then they are just asking to be broken.
If they are all male pack with a male omega, you make rude comments about babies.
If they have too many female alphas. Or two omegas.
You wouldn’t accept what I wanted. You think you’d let our pack, that’s not even fully formed with no omega, start intimate relationships?
You would have been horrified by the offer if I repeated it. ”
He bows his head and puts his hands over his face. “Am I that bad?”
“Yes.”
“I’m sorry.”
“This is a weird conversation to have while my dick is inside of someone,” I mutter.
“Yeah,” he confirms.
I lay my head down and rest. Eventually, my knot relaxes and I slip out of her. I go to get Jake. She’ll be awake soon.