Chapter 26
Chapter Twenty-Six
Knox
As I pull back from kissing Belle’s forehead, her body goes limp for a moment. Her eyes glaze over with the telltale haze of an omega coming into heat.
Belle’s omega is the one in charge now.
“Alphaaaa.”
Her cry is an exaggerated whine that pierces straight through to my heart. My omega is hurting, and she needs me.
She needs us.
Belle lurches toward me, her hands frantically pawing the blanket away so that she can get to my shirt, desperately trying to pull it off of me.
“Do you need my knot, omega?” I ask, barely managing to rasp the words out as she leans in to run her tongue up the side of my neck.
Her hands are frantic, trying to grasp everywhere at once, fingers trembling as she claws at my waistband after giving up on my shirt. She breaths in gasps as she presses herself flush against me like she can’t bear even an inch of space between us.
“Alphaaaa, she whines again, voice soaked in desperation.
I cup her face, forcing her unfocused eyes to meet mine. “I’ve got you,” I say firmly in a soft voice. “We’re going to take care of you. Your alphas are going to take care of you.”
She lets out a whimper that sounds like equal parts relief and frustration. Her hands continue clutching wildly around my waistband, unsure where to touch, what to ask for first.
“Rhys!” I bark, glancing past her shoulder to meet his wide-eyed gaze.
“I’m here.” He slides closer to her with purpose, shoving the furry blanket off of her and out of our way. He slips a hand under the hem of her shirt and lifts it slowly, exposing her inch by inch. Unveiling something sacred to all of our eyes for the first time as a group.
Belle arches against him, gasping softly as he kisses along the curve of her shoulder.
Percy leans across me to brush his fingers through her hair with delicate strokes, trying to ground her through the experience. “Breathe, Omega,” he says. “We’re all here. Just feel. You’re safe.”
I’ve never witnessed a more beautiful sight, but I’m desperate to get my own touch on her.
“Come here, sweet Omega.” I lift her by the hips, ignoring her soft cry of protest as I pull her away from Rhys. I jerk my head to gesture for him to follow as I pull her on top of me to straddle my hips.
Rhys follows directions as well as ever, straddling my legs behind her to press himself up against her once more. Percy adjusts easily, too, rising to his knees to kiss the side of her face, murmuring gentle reassurances in her ear in between each kiss.
Our omega tries to rush the process, eager to be knotted and filled, by grinding down against my knot through our clothes. As she rolls her hips, a fresh wave of her scent fills the room, and all three of us groan in response.
Something primal inside me snarls with the need to claim , but I hold back. Tonight is for Belle.
She whimpers again, caught between all three of us.
Hooking a hand behind her neck, I drag her down and kiss her, slow and deep. I want her to feel the weight of what she means to me in the way our lips meet. She tangles her fingers in my hair as she kisses me back, breathless and wild.
Her hips are moving again, grinding over me in a way that brings me close to blowing a load in my pants. That won’t do.
“Watch out,” I give the guys a quick warning to scramble out of the way before lifting Belle by her ass and flipping her underneath me.
I grab the shorts she’s wearing and slide them down her legs, leaving her naked on the bed.
Slick covers the inside of her thighs, and I can’t help but shift down her body to get a taste.
Belle moans loudly, grabbing my head and trying to pull me to her center.
“Oh no, be a good girl and let all of your alphas taste you first,” I tell her.
She pouts even as she spreads her legs open more.
My entire body burns with the need to touch, to claim, to give her everything her omega is begging for. But we need to do this right. None of us knows exactly how long her heat could last, and we could have mere hours or several days of keeping her satisfied ahead of us.
Gathering her wetness with fingers from both hands, I hold them out for Percy and Rhys. Neither hesitates to suck the taste of our omega clean from my fingers.
Belle watches until she can’t take anymore and moans while reaching out for both of them.
They move to her with unpracticed choreography, doing what they can to please our omega with soft kisses down her neck and over her chest.
Using her wetness, I rub over her clit, playing with her. We won’t be able to force her to stay patient for us much longer, and I intend to do as much as I can to prepare her body for us. She’s made for this, but I won’t take any chances of hurting her.
Belle whines when I don’t give her what she wants quickly enough, arching her hips up to meet me, greedy for contact.
I just smirk and pin her down with one arm before moving my head back between her thighs. Slowly, I lick her entrance.
She doesn’t like my pace. Wanting more, she tries to arch toward me again, but I hold her firm against the mattress.
“Be still,” I murmur, letting my lips skim the sensitive skin of her inner thigh. “Let us take care of you.”
Rhys distracts her by leaning in to kiss her, helping her to relax under my touch. I suction my mouth over her clit briefly and watch the two of them devour each other.
Belle’s fingers twitch against my scalp when I move to trail more kisses along her thigh, slow and unhurried again.
Beside me, Percy leans in to admire my work, longingly looking like he wants his own taste.
“You want Percy to lick this pretty pussy for you, Omega?”
She temporarily breaks the kiss with Rhys to nod enthusiastically.
I switch places with Percy, letting him move in to get comfortable between her legs. Percy doesn’t tease her in the agonizing way I was. He dives in, eating her pussy like it’s the only thing keeping him from starving.
Her legs fall open even more, her body pliant and trusting in a way that cracks my chest open. I want to keep her forever.
Her pout turns into a soft, needy whimper. “Please...”
That word– please –cuts straight through me. “You need more, sweet omega? Want my cock in your mouth?”
Belle’s head is already turning to the side, lips parting in invitation. I shuffle around on the bed to strip out of my clothes and then kneel next to her waiting mouth. The moment I push past her lips, she tries to press forward to swallow as much as she can of my cock at once, but I fist her hair tightly in one hand to slow her down.
“You’re going to hurt yourself, baby girl.”
She doesn’t care, determined to take me deeper.
“Here, Snow Bunny,” Rhys says, leaning over Belle to put his mouth dangerously close to hers. “Let me show you just how Knox likes it.”
He’s taking a risk. Not all omegas are known for sharing during their heats, even in an established pack where sharing might be a more regular occurrence. An omega in heat can be just as territorial, if not more so, than an alpha in rut.
Rhys kisses the side of Belle’s face, and she freezes, eyes narrowing at the touch.
“Careful, Rhys,” I warn him.
He glances up at me with a cocky smirk, completely unfazed.
Well, I tried.
If Rhys pisses Belle off right now, he runs the risk of getting kicked out of the nest. Maybe that blow would settle his ego down a bit.
“Snow Bunny, want to share our alpha’s cock with me? I bet we can make him feel so good that he’ll be desperate to knot you,” he croons to her. The words seem to land exactly as he wants, her interest piqued.
Belle pops her mouth off of me and directs my length towards Rhy’s waiting mouth. My cock slides across his bottom lip and he swirls his tongue around the head.
I throw my head back with a groan.
Rhys gives Belle space to lean forward and copy the motion.
They take turns playing, sharing my cock between their mouths. I have to use every bit of willpower and strength I have not to just let go right there and spray cum over both of their faces.
A quick glance down at Percy’s progress doesn’t help, either. My heart skips a few beats as I watch him gather Belle’s slick on two fingers before sliding his hand under her, I believe to use her wetness to lube up her ass.
Belle swallows as much of my cock as she can the same moment his fingers must make contact. I can feel the vibration of her throat as she moans loudly around her mouthful.
“You like that, Belle?” I ask, and she nods with my dick still held in her mouth. “Good because I can’t wait to fuck that tight little asshole while Rhys takes your pretty pussy.”
Our omega loses it, releasing me from her mouth with a pop so that she can throw her head back against the pillows while she comes.
Percy lets out a throaty groan, drawing mine and Rhys’s attention down. When we see the cause of his reaction, we both make similar sounds from the back of our throats. Belle has squirted slick all over the lower part of his face and some has even coated his wrist and hand between her thighs as he finger-fucks her ass.
“You’re doing so good, Omega,” I praise her. “So fucking sweet. Look at you–so open, so ready.”
She moans, and it’s a raw, keening sound. She presses her hips up, trying to fuse herself to Percy’s mouth the same way she attempted with me.
But we all know what she really needs, and now we’ve made sure she’s nice and ready to take us.
“Omega, present for me.” My tone is rough like sandpaper, but there’s no bark in my words.
Belle hurries to follow my direction, flipping over and rising onto her knees and elbows. She presses her face down on the pillow with a low whimper.
As much as I would like to fuck her ass right this second, my omega needs a knot most of all. This position is the best to knot her in, so that I can control the pace and depth in case she hasn’t taken a knot in a while. I haven’t knotted anyone in years, so I know I’m not going to last long, myself.
None of us have been up for finding a random omega to sink into in a long time. We were waiting for our Belle all this time without even knowing.
Percy moves aside so that I can take my place between Belle’s legs. It goes without saying that as the head of our pack, I’ll be the first to knot her. An honor I don’t take lightly.
Her ass is so beautiful on display for me like this. I can’t help but give her a light spank on her left cheek.
She lets out a pleased noise, and I make a mental note that if she lets us bond her, my bite mark might need to go in that exact spot.
“I know you’re a good little omega, so take my knot like you’re meant for it because you damn well are,” I tell her as I push into her, her slick guiding me easily into her pussy.
Percy and Rhys curl up together on the bed beside us, their hands wandering over each other. They begin to alternate lazily making out with watching me take our omega.
“Look at these alphas beside us, little omega,” I coo to her.
She turns her head, lying her cheek on the pillow as her pussy tightens around me at the sight of them.
“I knew you liked to watch. I guess that night in the kitchen wasn’t just a one-time thing, was it? You like seeing pleasure given to others. You want to watch your alphas get each other off.” Fuck, I’m bringing myself closer to the edge thinking about her peeping incident the first night.
She can watch us whenever she wants if she stays. If she wants, she can even direct the next show.
Percy and Rhys need no other encouragement, stroking each other’s cocks as they settle in to watching me thrust into our omega over and over. Our bodies crashing together in pursuit of pleasure as she strains to meet each of my thrusts with enthusiasm.
“Tell me what you need, baby,” I demand, reaching around to play with her clit. I like watching the way her skin flushes as she prepares to come again.
“Knot. Need a knot,” she gasps out, her words barely coherent. “Fill me–”
I thrust in, feeling her pussy tighten to suction around my knot. I come deep inside her, filling my omega all the way up as I lock us together by the knot.
Belle screams in pleasure, her slick soaking us both where we’re joined as she falls over the edge.
Matching groans fill the room shortly after, and I look over in time to see Rhys and Percy make a mess with their own releases, leaving each other’s hands sticky with cum from getting each other off.
I know my knot will go down much faster than usual during her heat, my body adjusting to the needs of my omega. Soon, she’ll undoubtedly start demanding another round. In the meantime, I want to enjoy this moment with her for as long as I can.
Wrapping my arm around her waist, I drag her down to the bed with me and adjust us until we’re spooning. Belle passes out immediately, content for now.
“We should grab her some water and snacks before she wakes up,” Percy whispers.
I flash a quick look at him that I hope conveys a clear enough message: Do not let Rhys cook her food. Her omega might not be sweet enough to lie to him when she wakes up to eat.
He nods curtly in acknowledgement. “I’m going to go down and make her a protein smoothie and a charcuterie board. Rhys, I think she’d love it if you went and grabbed more of our clothes to put around the nest.”
Rhys clicks his tongue as if preparing to argue.
Percy quickly adds, “Your hoodies are by far the most cuddly material in the house, and she’ll love how much they smell like you. I’m sure you’ll know the best items from our rooms for her, too.”
Smart.
Percy knows how to play to Rhys’s silly ego. And Rhys has paid close attention to the things Belle eyes and gravitates toward in the house. I noticed that the first day she was here, when he kept handing her things she wanted before she seemed to work up the courage to ask for them.
Rhys and Percy both carefully roll out of the bed without disturbing Belle to head out on their respective missions.
I snuggle my face against Belle’s neck, inhaling her scent to help me relax with her. I’m keyed up from knotting her, and I focus on being happy in the aftermath with her. This is all that matters right now. Our omega.