Chapter 9
Chapter Nine
Landon
I let out a long groan, feeling like absolute dog shit that’s been frozen over and then dethawed.
My head is spinning, my body is weak, I’m somehow sweating while being frozen at the same time, and my stomach keeps cramping up.
The only thing that’s helping is having Jett’s jacket shoved against my face but I can’t live like that!
There’s a knock on my door and I call out, letting them know the door is open. There’s some shuffling and some things dropped on the floor before my dads are walking into the living room and looking down at me.
“Oh, Landon,” my omega dad says, frowning. Immediately he’s on his knees beside me, brushing my hair away from my face. “Sweetie, you look awful.”
I give him a little smile. “Thanks, Dad. Good to see you too.”
“Don’t sass me. I’m worried about you,” he says, his hand pressing against my face. “You’re burning up.”
“Do you think he needs a doctor?”
“I’m not sure, Teo.” My dad looks back at me. “Tell me everything so we can get to the bottom of this. When did this all start?”
I explain as much as I can. It’s hard to focus but I think I get everything out. I tell them about my run. I tell them how I ended up at Jett’s house. Then I explain our weekend together and how magical it all was.
Teo, my alpha father gives my omega dad, Zac, a small smile. “It reminds me of our first weekend together.”
“Now is not the time. Wait, you might be onto something,” my omega dad says slowly. “What you’re describing, it’s very similar to what I would describe as a heat.”
“But I’m an alpha,” I say, my voice breaking. “How could that be?”
My alpha dad picks up my wrist, breathing in my scent. He shrugs. “You smell like an alpha who’s going through withdrawal.”
“We have to call Jett.”
I fumble for my phone but freeze when there’s a knock at the door. It’s loud, like the person is desperate to get inside. We all look at each other.
“Well, I certainly can’t get up,” I say, making the two of them finally move.
They run to the door and pull it open. I can hear them talking but my head is still quite foggy, unable to really focus on what anyone is saying.
If I’m honest, I’m still trying to process the conclusion my dads had about what’s going on.
Could this be because I’m away from Jett?
“Landon.”
I look up, my eyes meeting Jett’s. Gods, were his eyes always so pretty?
“Jett,” I breathe out, the tightness in my chest loosening for the first time since I got home. I open my arms and Jett is there, somehow squeezing his big frame onto the couch alongside me.
“I know what’s going on,” he says into my hair. I keep my face against his throat, just breathing in his salty, ocean scent. With every breath, I feel a little better, my head growing a little clearer.
“What? How do you know?”
“It’s because of me. I’m so sorry, Landon.”
“What do you mean, Jett? Talk to me, please.”
Jett lets out a shaky breath, his arms tightening around me. “It’s because I’m an octopus. I’ve been throwing pheromones at you this whole time. I’m so sorry I didn’t think of it sooner, otherwise I would have warned you about what’s going on.”
I pull back in order to look into Jett’s eyes, in order to properly see his face as we talk. I’m trying to understand what he’s saying.
“My dads thought I was in withdrawal from you.”
“Yes,” he says, his eyes darting between my own. “We need to be together because our bodies are changing, preparing us for our mating and umm, for something else.”
“Mating? Isn’t that too soon?”
“My octopus has made up his mind. I am yours, Landon.”
My head finally feels clear enough to take all of this in. This is all so much but I’m not upset by any of it. Nothing that Jett has said has been wrong or too much. I feel the same way and it’s a relief to hear that he feels the same about me.
“You are mine,” I say, my voice taking on an animalistic growl.
“Yes. In every way that means.”
“Explain the rest. I want to hear everything.”
“I am an octopus shifter, as you know. We do things a little differently.
There are no alphas or omegas, we are all the same, even despite genders.
When my octopus has chosen his mate, my body will change.
I will start to produce pheromones to prepare my partner.
Then, once I have my partner's DNA, I will produce a mating tentacle.”
“Oh,” I say, breathing out a long sigh. Jett bottomed for me. I came inside of him. This is all very serious but my insides still send a thrill through me, thinking about the way I marked him like that. It had been so good. “Okay, keep going.”
“Your body, on the other hand, has changed in a different way. Your body is changing in order to accept my mating tentacle and the eggs that come with it.”
“I’m sorry, did you just say eggs?”
“Yes, though it might be just one! It could also be up to six,” he says with a wince. “They are how octopi reproduce.” Jett clears his throat. “They are our children.”
I stare at him, blinking slowly. The words play over and over inside my head.
Our children.
“You’re going to make me your mate and then we’re going to have children.”
“Yes,” he says slowly. “But only if you want that. If not, we just have to stay away from each other until this is all over. Your body, though it won’t feel very good, will go back to normal.
My mating tentacle and the eggs will eventually dissolve on their own and will be reabsorbed inside my body.
The process is incredibly unpleasant but that’s okay.
I don’t ever want to do anything you don’t want to do or are not ready for. I can handle--”
I cut off Jett by surging forward and kissing his lips. I won’t even let him talk about dealing with this himself. I’m here and more than willing to be in this. Jett is mine and I am his.
The quickness of love doesn’t matter, it’s the quality that does and the quality with which I feel for him is off the charts.
“I’m all in,” I tell him when we finally break apart.
I feel breathless and giddy. My affections for this man skyrocket until I can’t hold it in a moment longer.
“It’s quick, I know, but I don’t care. I want you.
I want this. I want your mating tentacle.
I want our babies. I want the whole thing, Jett, because all of that comes with you. ”
Jett kisses me. He kisses me over and over and over again. “I’ve never heard anything more beautiful.” I’m about to kiss him again but I freeze. “What is it?”
I let out a long groan. “This is so embarrassing but umm, my parents are here,” I say with a hissed out whisper. “How much of that do you think they heard?”
“Some of it but not all,” my dad says, walking back into the room. “Teo and I are just gonna go grab a hotel, okay? You call us when it’s safe to come back!”
I bury my face against Jett’s chest, my cheeks burning bright hot.
“You two have fun,” my alpha dad calls out with a chuckle. “It was nice to meet you, Jett! Looking forward to getting to know you later!”
We stay like that until the door clicks shut. “That might be the most embarrassing thing I’ve ever gone through,” I confess slowly, still hiding my face.
“Could be worse. I could have already had my tentacles out.”
We both burst out laughing. It’s amazing how much better I feel just from being close to Jett. His scent washes over me, like a warm blanket tucked around my shoulders. This is all so scary and new, but I welcome it.
“When do we,” my words cut off as I think about the words, “you know?”
“Use my mating tentacle?”
“Yeah. That.”
“As soon as you’re ready,” Jett says. “I can feel it. It’s ready to be used. Our eggs are ready to be deposited inside of you.”
“This feels so strange. Never once have I thought about being a carrier. I’m an alpha.”
“I know,” Jett whispers, petting my cheek. I lean into his touch. “This must all be overwhelming for you. I’m sorry it’s happening so quickly.”
“That’s okay. Maybe it’s better this way. I can’t really overthink it if it’s happening right now.”
Jett smiles at me. “Are you ready?”
“We are not doing this on my couch,” I say with a giggle. “Take me to bed, Jett.”
“Gladly,” Jett says, getting off the couch before leaning down and picking me up. I wrap my legs around his waist and hold onto his shoulders as he carries me through my home. I direct him as we go, showing him where my bedroom is.
Jett sets me on the ground, immediately working at getting my clothes off. Once I’m completely naked, instead of getting into bed, I move over to my bathroom and get the shower started.
Jett quickly gets naked as well, joining me in the shower. He wraps his arms around me from behind, the hot water hitting my front. My body relaxes. Jett gets the soap, lathering up my body.
My ass feels funny and I realize that I’m wet. Gods, is this what omegas feel like when they get turned on? It feels weirdly good and tingly. I also have a burning desire to be fucked. I feel achingly empty. I need Jett. I need his mating tentacle.
“I can smell it,” Jett breathes against my ear. “You’re wet.”
I whimper as I scoot my ass back, rubbing against his erection. Jett adjusts himself until the head of his cock slips into my ass. Oh gods. Fuck. I’ve bottomed before but it’s never felt like this.
“Jesus Christ,” I gasp out, pushing back and impaling myself on Jett’s cock. I can’t take my time and enjoy this. No. I’m filled with a need like never before. I need to be fucked. I need to be bred.
“Landon,” Jett says, his voice coming out in a hiss. “Slow down. I don’t want you to hurt yourself. I promise you will be thoroughly filled before the night is over.”
Jett’s hands rub over my sides, soothing me. He starts slow, fucking me in soft thrusts. Pleasure surges through me and my body tenses. How the fuck am I already so close to coming? We’ve barely gotten started!