Chapter 15 #2
Three full days of fucking and we’re still going strong. My energy levels are not as depleted as I thought they’d be. We sleep when the heat lulls, and no one can convince me an omega’s heat can be survived any differently.
I’m drinking water as Koen’s lashes begin to flutter, and I watch him closely. I’ve only been awake for about twenty minutes.
I used the time to clean our omega up, change the sheets with Rhodes, and tie Koen to the bed. The rut goes in and out for me, and I’m firmly back in my caretaker role.
Koen moans as he pulls his wrists in their bonds, and I watch as he frowns, confused by his immobility.
“What?” he whimpers, opening his eyes.
Koen isn’t being a feral nugget of sass and brattiness right now, which means this could go either way for me.
“I need you to eat and drink some water before you have any more sex,” I say gently.
“You’re mean,” our omega complains.
“Open,” Rhodes growls.
Koen immediately opens his mouth and turns in his alpha’s direction. He’s expecting to be stuffed full of cock, but instead receives an ice chip on his tongue. Koen looks up at Rhodes’ face with betrayal in his gorgeous eyes, and I can’t help but hide my smile.
“Suck on the ice,” I say. “We’ll fuck you after I know you’re not going to pass out from low blood sugar.”
“Suck on my cock, and I’ll consider it,” my brat says. His mouth is open as he talks, which means the quickly melting ice over flows his lips and spills down his chin.
Ugh, I should have known he’d be difficult. Laying on the bottom half of his body, I pin him to the mattress and suck him down until my nose hits his pelvis. I make sure to tease his piercings as I come back, proud of my lack of gag reflex.
I may not be able to swallow all of Rhodes’ dick down, but it’s helped to destroy whatever gag reflex I once had.
Koen’s head drops back as I tease him, showing my omega that I’m willing to play dirty.
“I will drown you with this water, if you don’t drink it,” Rhodes says, his lips pursed into a scary line.
“I may choke on it anyway,” Koen whimpers.
“Should he stop?” Rhodes asks, his seriousness melting into his panty dropping smile.
I’m so glad he has no interest in women, because they have thrown their bras and panties at him while we stretch on the ice a fair number of times. Hockey fans are just as feral as the players at times.
“No. Don’t…oh, God. Please don’t stop. I’ll eat! I’ll be good, I swear!” Koen yells.
Picking up a big piece of pineapple, Rhodes takes a bite and then offers the rest to our omega. He dutifully allows Rhodes to place it on his tongue, though it takes him some time to be able to concentrate for long enough to eat it.
Rhodes plays a bad cop while I give Koen exactly what he wants, which is a nice change of pace for me. I’m usually the one in Rhodes’ shoes.
Only once Koen has eaten four pieces of fruit and had some water does Rhodes offer him his cock. He does it by straddling him, carefully riding Koen’s face as he fucks him. Meanwhile, I get a great view of Rhodes’ ass.
Fuck am I lucky.
My fingers push their way into Koen’s ass with my thumb tucked into my palm. Once I’m inside him completely, I close my hand to fist him, rolling it in circular motions to drive him insane as I suck his cock. He was a very good boy, and now I’m ready to pay out his reward.
Rhodes fists Koen’s hair as he angles him the way he wants it, and his head drops back in pleasure as he pistons his hips to fuck our omega’s mouth.
Koen’s thighs are trembling with exertion as I keep him pinned to the mattress, and his cries are muffled. Still I listen closely as he gets closer, massaging his balls just before he screams out his release.
“Goddamn, oh fuck!” Rhodes yells, making my eyes flick up to see what’s wrong.
Unfortunately, I’m a little busy swallowing Koen’s cum, so I can’t currently move. Instead, I attempt to shift so I can see, but Rhodes is coming, his dick pulled out of Koen’s mouth to shower his tongue and face with his cream.
I sit up once I’m able to, and attempt to carefully work my hand out of Koen’s ass.
“What happened?” I ask breathlessly, trying to understand why Rhodes yelled.
It wasn't the usual “I’m coming” yell, this was tinged with pain and panic.
“Koen, relax baby. I can’t get my hand out if you’re clenching,” I remind him.
“I don’t know if I should apologize or not,” Koen squeaks out.
“You bit my dick,” Rhodes growls. “I wasn’t expecting you to bond me that way.”
“It was kind of an accident, but it feels so good to have the bond that I don’t want to apologize now,” Koen decides.
For the love of Jesus, Mary, and Jehoshaphat. My heart is pounding with worry, and I can’t get it to stop racing. At least Rhodes’ dick is safe, not that Koen could bite it off, despite how strong his jaw is.
Koen’s asshole has decided that my fist works just as well as a knot, so I’m stuck for now.
“Rhodes, baby, your body is beautiful, but a window you are not,” I finally say. “Can you move so I can assess for any damage?”
Rhodes grunts in derision, but shifts off Koen’s body.
“You mean I’m not a pretty, dainty ballerina?” Rhodes asks, chuckling. “The bond does feel really fucking good. It’s like when I got high for the one and only time in high school.”
Koen grins unrepentantly now that he sees Rhodes isn’t upset, and I wrap my free hand around my best friend’s cock to find the bite marks.
“Leave it to Koen to leave his mark in style,” I sigh.
It’s a little red, but Rhodes will be fine.
“That’s going to be fun any time we suck your cock now,” I say with a shrug. “It’ll make you even more sensitive.”
“This sounds like a test,” Rhodes grins. Of course he’d take it that way. “Did I scare you, sweetness?”
“I was scared, and then we were both coming, and now I have a fist stuck in my ass,” Koen wails, starting to cry.
I think he’s coming down from the heat, which means we have an emotional omega now. Rhodes rubs his chest uncomfortably, telling me he can feel Koen’s tumble of emotions.
“It’s okay. Does it hurt? Skylar doesn’t mind that you knotted his fist, do you?”
Rhodes eyes tell me to shut the fuck up and lie, but it’s really not a problem that I’m stuck. I’m actually feeling pretty zen. Getting comfortable, I lay my head on Koen’s chest without the slightest bit of annoyance.
“I’m perfectly fine. Take a breath, Koen. No one is mad at you, and you followed your instincts to complete the bond. Your inner omega really likes us. Lean into that,” I tell him.
“How…did you find me again?” he asks.
“Magic,” I reply. “Rhodes wants to microchip you so you can’t run from us.”
“Smooth,” Rhodes grumbles. “You needed us, Koen.”
Our omega’s tears slowly begin to dry up, but he looks worried.
“You did, and you don’t have to do everything alone,” I add. “People worry about you, which is why the team is shipping us so hard.”
“I noticed that,” Koen mutters. “Apparently I need to be regularly fucked so I’ll be less grumpy.”
“Sex is wonderful, I won’t deny that, but I want it all,” I say. “Edna has us on a whole charity schedule together. Consider this our bid to court you, though it’s a bit backward, isn’t it?”
“Because your fist is in my ass and I’m tied to the bed,” Koen says in a deadpan way.
“Yep. Nothing gets past you,” I reply. “Oh, there we go. Fuck, you’re such a good boy relaxing for me. Now, slick a little more.”
“Fuck,” he whimpers, obeying me. “Why do I still want you to fuck me? We’ve been fucking like bunnies for days!”
“You like our dicks,” Rhodes says, happy as a clam again. “And…Sky is free! Are you sore, Koen?”
“A little,” he admits, watching us as if he’s been dropped into an alternate universe.
He’s just seeing our crazy a little clearer. The masks are dropping, now that he may be less likely to run.
“Can I get the anal pop now?” Rhodes asks excitedly as I sit up.
“Yes,” I say. “It’ll feel good, Koen. After this, we’ll take a shower, soak in the tub, and then I want you to eat more food. Coach doesn’t expect you back until the day after tomorrow so you can relax at home tomorrow.”
“You have a plan,” he says, eyes wide as he turns to Rhodes. “Is this why you call him Daddy?”
“Yep,” Rhodes says with a smile. “Skylar gives me exactly what I need even if I’m not sure what that is.”
“Hmm,” Koen grunts, watching as I clean off my hand.
“We want to show you your nest,” I say, wanting him to end on a high note.
“A…what?!” he screeches.
“Well, we aren’t coming to a hotel again, and you need your own space,” Rhodes says, his hand resting on Koen's stomach as he pushes the anal plug into his ass.
“It’s so cold,” he gasps. “There’s a nest, and anal pops. How is this my life?”
“At some point in your life, you showed the universe that you could handle us,” I say simply.
To me, there’s no other explanation for it. He’s ours, and in turn we’ll give him the world. It just may not be the way he expects.