Chapter 22
CHAPTER 22
CLOVER
T urns out that the Omega’s O was guaranteed to give you an orgasm, just like the packaging had promised. Something I found out soon after applying the suction to my clit. The low vibrating thrum is hopefully muted by the material of my nest.
A nest that I had built with all the new things I had picked out and a few pieces of clothings the Alpha’s had left around. I didn’t want to think about how I had snuck into their rooms, picking out clothing as I heard them talking downstairs.
I didn’t know why I wanted their scents in my nest, but I had wedged the shirts between things. They were hidden but I could smell them. My nose pressed against their scents as my hips push forward against the toy.
It had eased so much of the tension in my body. I don’t know why I hadn’t thought to do this sooner.
Alphas and Omegas were always drawn together sexually. There might be a lot that I didn’t know, but that was just a fact.
Washing up, I looked around my nest. Satisfied by everything. It wasn’t the light colors and silks of the nest I had at school, but this nest felt like it was perfect for me.
The nest was to the right, when you entered the room. On the left side was my oversized bed that I had ordered at the store. It was covered in a heavy velvet comforter. The sheets a soft gray flannel with tiny burgundy flower patterns. I don’t have a ton of throw pillows on the bed. Instead, I went with feather pillows that are thick and stacked on each side. There are eight of them and I can create a barrier around myself with them.
A silky gauze hanging around the four posters of the bed. Right now, it’s tied off with big velvet bows.
Around my nest, there is a heavier velvet material that is draped from the ceiling. It has gold cording tying it back right now. The lighting is all these gold silk lanterns and sconces on the wall that are covered in silk shades.
It reminds me of a movie I had seen. A scene where there is a 1920’s opium den. It looks old money, with all the cherry wood and exotic fabrics. Heavy and beautiful. Warm and safe.
My nest is a circle bed, sunken into the floor, with tons of throw pillows around it. There are throw blankets tucked into the storage space so that they don’t weigh down the space, but are easily available to grab if I need something to cuddle.
Perfect to grab for a quick nap too.
There’s also some books that I brought tucked into the storage, as well. The sheets are a soft cotton. Not fancy but, they remind me of the sheets at my Grammy’s house. There’s lots of soft fur throws and a heavy blanket that should tickle my skin, but instead it comforts me.
Everything about my nest feels perfect.
Throwing open the door, my heart skips a beat when I see people outside.
I can barely talk to them before Mama Joy’s voice comes through the house and we’re heading downstairs to greet them all.
An hour later, I’m leading Mama Joy upstairs. When she heard about the nest she had asked if she could see it. Pack Mathers had all talked to her about how I had just created it and it was my space.
But I was proud of it and I did want to show her.
“I’d like to show off my nest.” I had been brave, taking her hand and leading her up the stairs.
She was an Omega. Having her approval over my nest would make me feel better.
Not as good as I would feel if the pack came and saw it but….that’s a weird thought.
Why would I care if they liked my nest? I guess I could ask Joy about that. She would have answers for my question.
Her eyes scan the bedroom.
I’m lucky the guest room is so big; it gave me a lot of space to work with. It’s also nice to be in the same space that I have been getting used to the past week.
Her eyes scan the area before her hand squeezes mine. Her smile is so wide as she steps inside, heading over towards the small sofa that is set up.
“Your nest is not at all what I would have expected. It’s the most exquisite thing I’ve ever seen!” I preen under the praise, feeling myself warm at the feeling of approval, “Have the boys seen it yet?” I shake my head no.
“They took me to go shopping today. We went to a nest store and they let me get whatever I wanted. It was so nice of them! And then everything was set up and I got to decorate it. Did they tell you that they asked if they could court me? I said yes but not a real yes? I don’t want to be stuck with them after the week we had. It was a hard first week and I’m afraid that this is just them trying to apologize. I guess? I made a friend named Marcus and he said I can have them court me but it doesn’t have to be exclusive.” I feel the rambling coming out, a flush coming over my cheeks at the way I can’t stop talking.
Joy takes my hand, a soft expression on her face.
“It’s good that you didn’t feel like you had to rush anything. I am so sorry that the boys weren’t great with you this week. There’s no excuse for them upsetting you.”
I know she means it. It’s still hard for me to understand everything.
“Martha doesn’t think you’re ready to court. She told the boys to stay away from you so that you’d be able to settle into things. I don’t think this has been fair to any of you. I’m here now, Clover. I want to talk to you about being an Omega. There are things that someone should have talked to you about before. It’s so good you’re still in classes but, while I’m here I want you to know that any question you have I’ll answer.”
My mind is whirling and I think about how I do have questions.
My cheeks turn pink and I shift around. Of course I have questions but it feels like something that I can’t ask Apollo’s mom about. I feel foolish and silly over it.
Joy reaches out, tucking me into her and squeezing me against her body. The hug comforts me and I ease a little. Maybe I will open up this week to her. Maybe I can ask my questions.
Apollo’s family stays late.
And I wish they would stay forever.
The easy way that they love each other is so brilliant to watch. It’s like staring at the sun.
Both his Dad’s came with Joy. His Beta Dad Henrik, and his Alpha father, Jean. Jean is tall, a few inches shorter than his son. His soft sepia skin and almond shaped eyes are stunning. Henrik looks like Apollo. Except he is shorter and softer than his son. He has long blonde hair that falls in pretty blonde waves around his face. Joy is constantly stroking at his hair l ike it provides her some comfort. He’s happy to let her.
They’re both equally handsome and they both equally are obsessed with their Omega.
When they see her yawn, they’re whisking her up. Short goodbyes and promises of them being back tomorrow are given before they leave.
McKinley walks them out as I stretch out with a yawn.
I didn’t realize I was so tired. Today has been a busy day between going to the nest store, building my nest, and visiting with Apollo’s family.
All I want is to be buried in something warm.
Warm blankets. Warm clothes. Warm bodies.
“Want me to walk you up to bed? I’m getting tuckered too.” I look at Apollo, the way he is stretching his long body. His shirt rising up to show off the V of his hips. There is a soft splattering of hair on his stomach, seeming to go darker as it vanishes into his sweatpants.
My mind is fuzzy as I stare at him.
“You want to share my bed tonight?” I ask.
He freezes, eyes dropping to look at me. The quiet in the room makes me worried that I spoke out of turn.
Do they think that I’m being too forward? That I’m trying to do something wrong? Do they think I’m trying to pull Apollo away?
“All of you can come and sleep with me. In my bed. It should be big enough for all of us. My nest is nice too. I mean, I think it is. It’s softer than my bed but, I don’t think I’d wake up for school if I sleep in my nest. But you don’t have to sleep ... .I mean you do have to sleep but, you don’t have to sleep with me…in my bed…any of you.” The babbling comes from my lips without me being able to stop it.
Cheese and crackers.
Why can’t I stop myself from speaking?
“Do you want us to sleep with you? A big puppy pile for you, baby weed?” Griffin is all smiles as he slides off the couch.
His dirty blonde hair falls into his face and with a soft blow of breath it flutters away. On his hands and knees, he comes closer to me until his nose hits my shins.
He rubs himself, like a cat, against me before sitting on his haunches, and rests his head on my lap. His brown eyes are so mischievous as he looks up at me, an easy smile on those blush lips of his.
“Griffin, don’t make her uncomfortable.” Vaughn warns him but, I’m already letting my hand run through his hair. My fingers pushing it away from his face as I look down at him.
An Alpha is already dangerous for an Omega. The attraction for us is just instincts, for the most part. Add in a good scent, like all the members of this pack have, and their good looks. How is an Omega supposed to handle that?
A soft purr like sound comes from Griffin, as his eyes close, and his arms hug around my thighs. He seems so soft and content right now. I want him to stay like this. Stay this happy and easily pleased.
My body is relaxed.
That is until I think about how I was writhing in my nest earlier. Imagining the way that Apollo’s kisses would feel on my neck. Or how Griffin’s hand would feel under my clothes. How McKinley would be there, saying nice things to me. Vaughn was the one I pictured between my legs. His mouth was the toy, sucking on me as he called me-
“Cherry girl, if we’re going to be in your bed with you tonight, you need to come up with some rules. ‘Cause right now you smell like sweet syrup that is driving us all a bit crazy.” Vaughn’s voice seems deeper and it gets right under my skin.
My hand tightens in Griffin’s hair. A groan leaving his lips as my nails scratch at his scalp.
What do I want?
“I want McKinley. I want him next to me.” As if summoned, the Beta appears in the doorway. His dark eyes scanning the room. He’s taking in the scene before him.
He must have heard what I was saying because he climbs next to me, wrapping an arm around me. Griffin buries himself deeper into my lap.
Champagne and spices surround me.
“I just want all of you around me. It makes me feel safe.”
“You need to set boundaries for us, cherub.” Apollo comes closer, kneeling down beside Griffin. “Are we okay to hold you?” I nod my head, “Words. We need your words.”
“Holding is good. That sounds nice.” Mick snuggles in as I speak, Apollo rewards me with a smile.
Vaughn is watching everything, still keeping a distance that I don’t understand. His hot and cold nature confuses me but I don’t want to press him too much. I’m afraid I will make him pull away from all of this more.
He is still here and that has to count.
“How about kissing? Can we kiss you, sweet omega?” Mick asks me, his lips ghosting against my ear like he wants to kiss me there.
I shiver at the sensation and nod my head.
“I like being kissed.”
Apollo growls at this, leaning forward to press his lips against mine in a soft kiss.
His mouth is more demanding this time. Taking from me as I open up, just wanting more from him.
Fingers slide over my thighs, pushing me back a little, into Mick’s arms. A mouth kisses over my stomach and a laugh finds its way out of me.
Pulling away, Apollo looks down to where Griffin is kissing over the soft skin.
“How about touching? Can they touch your slick covered pussy or play with those hard nipples of yours? Maybe just outside touches to start? Or do you want to feel the stretch of fingers in your pussy?”
My eyes snap to Vaughn.
I don’t like how he isn’t including himself in everything. My eyes narrow and I cock my head to the side.
“Don’t you want to touch me, Alpha?” He freezes, everyone quietly stopping what they're doing as they look at him. Waiting to see what the next move is going to be in all of this.
Vaughn’s face looks haunted and he swallows. The heat in the room goes down as whatever he is dealing with.
Everyone is shutting down and I feel like it’s my fault.
Standing up, Griffin falls back, and everyone else falls back. My eyes stay with Vaughn.
“Just sleep tonight, okay?” He nods his head and I take his hand, leading Pack Mathers up to my room.
It’s scary.
I can feel my gut turning as I open the door and they comment on what a good job that I have done. Mick is making a big deal out of everything and Apollo is puffed up with pride. I’m selfish in just focusing on Vaughn. Leading him to the bed and guiding him in.
A lot of Omega’s are the ones being cuddled butI feel like he needs it more than I do right now.
Sliding my body around him, I wrap an arm around his waist. My lips on the back of his neck as we wait for everyone else to get in with us.
“I’m here. When you’re ready, I’m here.” His hand slides around his stomach, our fingers lacing and he gives me a gentle squeeze.
He’s here too.
One day he will be ready but it’s not now.