Chapter 13 #2
Thoughts fly out of my head a rush of citrus flavored cum fills my throat. Swallowing convulsively, I groan as he legitimately feeds me his cum. I haven’t eaten all day, I’ve completely forgotten to take care of myself, and now I’m wondering whether he’s here to help or punish me.
Maybe I kind of want both.
“Shh. You need a break,” he says, pulling out of my mouth. “Lie down for me. No, over to the right where it’s less messy. That’s it.”
I’m lying on my side, struggling to catch my breath with the dildo knotted in my asshole, barely aware when he walks away.
“I’m still here,” he calls over his shoulder. Fuck, I must of whined. Ugh, I’m so pathetic right now.
Heavy steps follow Skylar back in as my eyes close, and I can vaguely hear the rustling of plastic bags. Inhaling deeply, I smell pineapples, and it helps me relax slowly.
“Rhodes,” I rasp under my breath.
“Did he…his eyes are closed,” Rhodes says softly. “Koen, how do you know it’s me?”
“You’re attached at the hip to Skylar. Of course you’re here,” I reply, pushing myself up to brace my weight on my forearm as I open my eyes.
Making a face because I’m tired of lying, I blow out a breath to screw up my courage. The movement makes my asshole clench painfully, and I shudder at the feeling. The artificial knot won’t release for a few minutes, mimicking the way a real one works.
For now, I’m actually lucid and my stomach cramps are manageable.
“I can also smell pineapples and rosemary,” I add.
Skylar and Rhodes freeze, the bags Rhodes brought forgotten on the table.
“You can smell us,” Skylar says in awe. “How?”
“My blocker cream only lasts for twenty-four hours, give or take per use. I usually layer it a second time halfway through the day because I don’t really trust that lifespan, but yesterday was so busy, I forgot to,” I explain.
“I was shocked when I found myself tied to a bed again, and also sleeping between my scent matches.”
“You ran,” Skylar reminds me, his lips pursed in disappointment before he forces himself to take a breath. “I need to let that go for now, but I am pretty upset about it. You need our attention more than I need to pout.”
The resounding unspoken words of “because you don’t want us” ring in the room.
“I also found out I was going into heat at the same time,” I admit. “I’ve never spent my heat with anyone. Ever. I was overwhelmed and needed space.”
“How is space going for you?” Rhodes asks, grabbing a bottle of water and stalking toward me.
Pushing me onto my back as he climbs onto the bed and straddles my body, he smirks at my whimper as the toy shifts in my ass.
Rhodes sits on my pelvis, his hand cold as he adjusts my dick, making me gasp.
Laying back makes the dildo feel so much more intense, and my eyes cross slightly at how full I am.
Skylar walks over and fixes a pillow under my head, and then Rhodes is cracking the top open of the bottle and presses it to my lips.
“Don’t be a brat,” he says. “We came well prepared for a special gremlin omega who doesn’t want to behave.”
I can’t ask what he means by that since I’m currently drinking in an attempt not to drown as my throat works to swallow. The water is really cool, and feels amazing.
“That should be enough,” Rhodes murmurs, pulling back the bottle.
His fingers continue to pinch my chin, and I raise my brows in anticipation of what he’s going to say next.
“We need to change these sheets. Go shower with Skylar, and I’ll take care of the bed with the bedding I pinched from the housekeeping cart. ”
“Stealing, huh?” I ask weakly, allowing him to help me stand.
“Oh. You still have the toy buried inside you, huh. How long is it going to stay there?” Rhodes asks, checking out my ass.
“Until it falls out,” I shrug. “It’s supposed to work like an alpha’s knot.”
“Meh. The real thing is better,” he grumbles, spanking my asscheek.
Unfortunately, it makes me clench, and my asshole pushes out more slick, thinking I’m aroused and ready for more. While I am very worked up, I’m alright for now.
“Wait, I forgot something,” Rhodes says as I begin to walk away in a daze.
Turning me back toward him, he dips my body down to kiss me hard.
The only reason it works is because he’s so much bigger than I am, and my fingers fist his hair, despite how dirty they are.
His lips are firm and soft as he coaxes my mouth open, and his tongue is equally greedy as he pushes it inside to play.
He’s a really good fucking kisser.
“Go shower so you can upgrade your dildo for my cock,” he growls against my lips.
Swallowing hard, I say, “What if it won’t fit?”
“Half the fun is finding out,” he grunts, smirking as he stands me upright. Rhodes acts like the fun-loving alpha, but I’m finding he also enjoys being in charge.
How the hell did they find me?
Another draft of cold air makes me shiver, and I begin looking for where it’s coming from.
“I may have broken a pane of glass to unlock it from the outside,” Skylar says unrepentantly, walking me toward the bathroom. “You need to shower and then a soak in the tub. I have things to help how sore you are. Is every heat like this?”
I wait until the water is running before I nod. Realizing he’s checking the temperature of the shower and not looking at me, I clear my throat.
“They’re all bad, but the scent matching is making it worse,” I admit.
His intense gaze as it shifts in my direction makes me cringe before he shakes his head in defeat.
“You need to get used to being ours,” he says finally, pulling me into the shower before following me in. “Wash the important parts and your hair. Rhodes and I plan to cover you in our cum. Possessive doesn’t touch what we’re feeling.”
“How did you find me?” I ask, picking up the soap and beginning to wash myself. It stings as I get soap all over my cock, and I whimper as I hurriedly wash it off.
“I’m so glad we found you before you permanently broke your dick,” he mutters, turning me around so he can wash my back.
His fingers dig into my sore muscles, and I groan as they begin to release from the strained knots I managed to put them in.
“I… don’t think you want to know how we found you,” he finally says. “Not to freak you out, but the only reason you got as far as you did is because you didn’t use a credit card. Rhodes wants to chip you like a goddamned dog, and I’m inclined to agree.”
“I’m not a fucking pet,” I groan.
Skylar begins to work on shampooing my hair, and I close my eyes because not only is he thorough, he’s also kind of an aggressive hair washer.
“You’re a flight risk,” he says. “If it bothers you so much, I’ll have us all chipped so we can track each other if it’s ever necessary.
People go missing all the time, and as celebrities, it’s important to be careful of our whereabouts.
Though, this place refused to give me your room number.
It didn’t matter how much money I threw at them, they wouldn’t budge. ”
“Huh,” I mutter, hissing as I move to lean on the cool shower wall as I watch Skylar rinse off.
There’s a shower and a tub in here which is surprising, and I hear Rhodes come in to begin to fill it.
“An open line is the easiest way for me to find someone, so when you picked up Rhodes’ call, I was able to track you to your room,” Skylar says.
“You have more people on your side than you think. They care about your wellbeing, and it doesn’t sit well with any of them that you spend your heats alone. ”
“You and Rhodes take stalking to a whole new level,” I say, yawning widely.
“Yes, we do. Scent matching hits different, and we’ve known it since we met you in Los Angeles.”
As I shift my weight, I feel the knot in my ass deflate, and then gravity does its job and pulls it out of me since its a heavy dildo. Whimpering, I feel as I lose the toy, making my asshole too empty.
“Rhodes is bigger,” Skylar says, glancing down at the toy before he leaves it on the ground.
My eyes widen as I allow that to sink in, and then I’m being forcibly moved to the tub. Everything immediately feels better as I groan, and Rhodes simply chuckles as he leaves the room. The water is warm and perfect, but I’m also convinced it's imbued with magical alpha powers.
“What is in here?” I ask, sighing.
“Lots of Epsom salts, oils to help with healing, and some other things,” Skylar says with a small grin.
He’s unapologetically naked, and my eyes can’t stop staring at his cock. It’s thick and long, perfect to fuck me with.
“My eyes are higher than my dick,” he teases me.
“It’s so pretty though,” I breathe.
“We’ll talk later,” he snorts. “We will be stuffing you full of knots and cum first though.”
“Talking sucks,” I grumble, my head dropping back to rest on the back of the tub. “I want teeth, fucking, and to be filled until I can’t think anymore.”
“We won’t hold back if you ask us for bites,” Skylar warns, but I’m too far gone.
I’m exhausted, and I know to sleep when I can. My heat is nowhere near done with me. My eyes shutter closed until everything else fades away.
I should be scared by Skylar’s words and actions, especially the stalking and breaking and entering. Instead, I’m trapped in the bubble of my heat, and I won’t be able to break free until it’s done with me.
Skylar’s right. There will be time for red flags and worrying about toxic alphas much, much later.