Chapter 32
Chapter Thirty-Two
Chloe
M y pink hair dampens as I step farther into the shower stall, and steam envelops my trembling body. I stop between the two Alphas, uncertainty breaking through the haze of desire clouding my thoughts.
While I knew bonding with all four meant being with them together, it would be during my Heat, when instinct took over. This is different. I’ve never been with more than one person at a time.
How does it even work? Is there an order? Who goes first? Or will they want to…at the same time…
Another whimper escapes me, both need and confusion.
Nathaniel steps in beside me, his broad, muscular frame blocking the spray and creating a small pocket of space around me. The water sluices over the curves and planes of his body, droplets clinging to his golden skin and his blond hair plastered to his head.
His deep brown eyes meet mine, desire smoldering in their depths, and my breath hitches. I’m acutely aware of the narrow space that separates us, of the way his scent thickens in the air, easing away my worries as the haze of desire returns.
Blake steps closer to my front, heat radiating from his body, not quite touching, but near enough to sense his warmth. Caged in by the two Alphas, I feel tiny in a way I’ve never experienced before. Written about, yes, while never understanding how overwhelming the sensation is in real life.
Water drips from our bare skin, the steam-filled room and the two Alphas keeping me warm. Blake’s pale brown eyes find mine, burning with raw need. His sleeve tattoos ripple as he lifts a hand, the rainbow bracelet on his wrist dripping as his fingertips skim my arm, leaving goose bumps in their wake.
My breath hitches, my pebbled nipples aching to be touched.
Nathaniel’s hand on my chin draws my face up, and he bends, his lips sweeping over mine. “It’s okay, just let us take care of you.”
Heat pools between my thighs as I turn and rise onto my toes to kiss him. An approving growl rumbles from his chest, tongue swiping across the seam of my lips. With a gasp, I open for him, relishing the way he fills my mouth, hungry and demanding.
Blake’s hand slides down my waist to my hip, guiding me to rest against his muscular chest. His hard length nudges the small of my back, and I shiver, my own need responding in kind.
Their hands, calloused yet gentle, explore my body, mapping every curve and crevice. Nathaniel’s lips leave mine to brush my neck, and my mind goes hazy.
Blake’s hand smoothes over my ass, then dips lower, and hot breath caresses my ear. “Open those lush thighs for me, sweet girl.”
I whimper at the order and clutch Nathaniel’s shoulders as I shift my feet on the wet tiles, spreading my legs.
“Good girl.” Blake’s beard scrapes my neck as he kisses my racing pulse, while his hand slips between my thighs, blunt fingers finding my swollen folds. He groans, his teeth scraping my sensitive skin. “Look how slick you are. Such a good little Omega.”
Nathaniel catches my moan on his lips, drinking it down as he cups my breasts, catching my nipples and rolling them. Pleasure streaks through me, and my back arches, hips tilting as Blake’s thick digits slide into me.
His groan fills my ear, his fingers pumping inside me. “So wet for us. Are you that eager to take us, little Omega?”
Before I can gather my wits to answer, Nathaniel’s fingers join Blake’s between my legs. I gasp, my lashes fluttering shut from the added fullness. Together, they stretch me, their fingers thrusting in tandem as they prepare me for the fullness of taking their knots.
Then Blake’s fingers leave my body, his other hand splaying over my stomach, as he finds my back entrance, massaging the tight ring of muscles. “Ever taken someone here?”
I shake my head, biting my lip. It’s too much sensation, too much desire to handle.
“We’ll take it slow.” Blake continues to circle. “We’ll work you up to taking us both at once, but not today, so don’t be afraid.”
Relief washes over me, mingling with the desire pounding through my veins. It’s too soon and yet, I still want it.
Blake’s fingers dip back to my swollen folds, gathering more of my slick before he returns to massage my puckered entrance. Tentative at first, his touch sends sparks flying throughout my body. He applies a bit more pressure, and I clench around nothingness—craving to be filled there, too.
“Shh, beautiful,” Nathaniel purrs, brushing his lips across my shoulder. “We’ll give you everything you want, but we need to take it slow. We don’t want to hurt our Omega, do we, Blake?”
“Never,” Blake growls as he continues to tease me.
With each pass of his finger, my body quakes with anticipation, my heart pounding, yearning for more. More of their touch, more of their heat, more of them.
The water pounds down on us, cleansing our heated bodies as our breaths mingle, fast and ragged. Their pheromones, so different yet creating a part of a whole, swirl around me. I drown in their scents, in their touch, writhing between their powerful bodies.
“We know, sweetheart, we’ve got you.” Blake’s finger pushes past my body’s resistance, stretching me just enough to curl my toes with pleasure. Nathaniel’s fingers thrust deeper into my channel at the same time, the two men in sync with each other.
White-hot pleasure tears through me as they begin to move, their thrusts in perfect harmony. Lost in the sensations coursing through my body, my head falls back to rest on Blake’s chest.
Dizzy with need, my nails rake down Nathaniel’s chest. “More. Please, more.”
Nathaniel licks up my throat and nips my chin. “We’re going to take such good care of you.”
Blake’s fingers curl inside me as he withdraws. I whine in protest, then gasp when Blake lifts me, hands on the back of my thighs, spreading me open for Nathaniel. His cock throbs at my opening, but he doesn’t push in.
Instead, he rests his hands on my hips, holding me steady as he leans forward to kiss me again.
As our tongues tangle together, Blake’s lips caress my ear. “You’re going to make him feel so good, aren’t you, sweetheart?”
I whine, my inner muscles clenching, desperate to be filled.
Inch by inch, Nathaniel slides into me, filling me up. The sensation of being stretched around his cock sends sparks of pleasure throughout my body.
He groans, the sound vibrating across my tongue and down my throat. He starts to move then, rocking his hips in a slow, delicious rhythm, driving me higher and higher. The thick scent of our desire fills the air, and the sound of our ragged breaths and wet, slick noises fill the room.
Nathaniel’s hands grip my hips harder, his lips leaving mine to drag down my neck. “You’re so tight. So wet and warm.”
Tingles rush through my body, the bond reaching for Nathaniel, wanting to complete, needing to claim my pack.
Nathaniel growls against my racing pulse, his thrusts quickening. “Mine.”
“Ours,” Blake corrects, his body solid at my back. “Our Omega.”
My climax rips through me like a bolt of lightning. I moan, my nails digging into Nathaniel’s shoulders as wave after wave of pleasure washes over me. My muscles clench around him, milking his cock.
Nathaniel roars his release, his knot swelling, and fresh shivers of pleasure rock through me.
As my orgasm ebbs, Nathaniel’s knot unlocks, and I whimper as he leaves me empty.
“It’s okay, sweet girl, we’re not done yet.” Blake guides my arms around Nathaniel’s neck, and I bury my face into the curve of his shoulder, inhaling his pheromones.
Blake pulls my hips back, and in one thrust, he slides himself home.
I gasp as Blake fills me, my sensitive walls clenching around his thick length. His hands grip my hips, holding me steady as he moves, each stroke sending more sparks of pleasure racing through my veins.
Nathaniel’s hands caress my back, his touch soothing in contrast to the fierce passion of Blake’s thrusts. I cling to Nathaniel, my fingers tangling in his damp blond hair as I whimper in pleasure.
Blake’s hips snap against mine, driving himself deep with each thrust, and the slick slide of his cock stokes the embers of my desire back into a raging inferno.
I press my face into the crook of Nathaniel’s neck, my breathy moans muffled by his skin. The scent of leather and clove fills my lungs, mingling with the heady aroma of smoked applewood and cider that rises from Blake.
Nathaniel’s lips brush my ear. “Does he make you feel good, little Omega?”
I gasp as Blake hits that sensitive spot within me, and words escape as my nails dig into Nathaniel’s shoulders. “S-so good.”
Blake growls, the sound vibrating through me. His hand slips around my hip, his clever fingers finding my sensitive nub. He strokes me in time with his thrusts, and pressure builds within me, coiling tighter and tighter.
“That’s it, beautiful.” Nathaniel cups my face, tilting my head back to meet his dark eyes. “Let go. Let us catch you.”
His words are my undoing, and release crashes over me. I cry out, my body shuddering between them. Blake’s hips stutter, his rhythm faltering as he finds his own release, his knot swelling to lock us together.
As hot cum pumps into me, I collapse against Nathaniel, my body trembling, my heart racing. Blake’s arms wrap around me from behind, his chest pressed flush to my back. Nathaniel’s lips find mine, his kiss soft and sweet, a balm to my overwhelmed senses.
We stay like that for a long moment, the two Alphas supporting my weight between them as our breaths mingle, our heartbeats slowing to a more manageable pace. Blake’s knot unlocks, allowing him to pull out of me with a quiet pop, and I whimper, feeling empty without him inside me.
When they lower me back to my feet, my legs give out, and Nathaniel supports my weight as he steps backward until the warm rush of water flows around us.
The sound of his steady heartbeat beneath my ear helps to ground me. Blake strokes my sides, his touch gentle.
Blake reaches for the shampoo, pouring a dollop into his palm. His fingers work through my hair, massaging my scalp, and I lean back into his touch, my lashes fluttering down as a soft sigh escapes my lips.
Nathaniel’s hands join Blake’s, his fingers combing through the pink strands, untangling any knots with a gentleness that belies his gruff demeanor. They do all the work, allowing me to exist in a contented daze.
As they rinse the suds from my hair, Nathaniel’s hands cup my face, tilting my head up. His thumb brushes over my cheekbone. “Are you okay, little Omega?”
“More than okay.” Satisfaction fills me, and I turn my head to press a kiss to his palm. “What about you? Feel better?”
He leans down to kiss me again. “More than better.”
Blake’s arms tighten around me, his chin resting on top of my head. “Much better than boxing until midnight.”
Nathaniel hums in agreement.
They take their time washing my body, their hands gliding over my curves. I lean into them, my head resting on Nathaniel’s chest, Blake’s solid warmth covering my back. Their combined scents wrap around me like a warm blanket, filling me with a contentment that feels like home.
A purr rumbles from Nathaniel, the sound echoing in the steamy air. Blake joins in, their harmonized vibrations making me want to curl up with them and fall asleep in their arms.
Nathaniel’s lips brush my temple, his breath warm on my skin. “You’re going to be such a good Omega for us, aren’t you, beautiful? When your Heat comes, we’ll take care of you. Worship you. Mark you as ours in every way.”
I tremble with anticipation and burrow deeper into their embrace, my heart full to bursting. But beneath that, a spark of fear ignites.
Such happiness can only rise so high before the plummet back to reality steals it away.