Chapter 27 Daisy
Daisy
Ash takes me from behind as Briar fucks my front, and the ecstasy that rushes through me next, running from the tips of my toes to my head, has me crying out loud.
Briar’s hips jerk, and as he grinds his teeth, emptying his cock deep inside me, his knot fills me out.
Ash catches up behind us, and when his knot swells, too, inflating me from behind, I gasp in pleasure.
Holy shit… so big… so full.
We just stay that way for a while, a heaving knot of sweaty limbs as we catch our breath.
My body is still shaking from the orgasm, and it doesn’t help that I have two knots inside me. When Briar thrusts his hips, notching in deeper, I shudder. His cock scrapes my walls, and I clench him tight, claiming him as my own.
How I always dreamed of this when we were back in high school. Even at seventeen, I’d had a dirty mind…
I don’t think it helped that I read a shitload of smut, too, which my younger brother, River, called porn.
I chase all thoughts of my unruly brother from my mind now as I rest my cheek on Briar’s shoulder, breathing in his musky scent of clove.
Ash is lost for words behind us, and whenever he moves his knot, I shiver, closing my eyes in satisfaction.
“Damn…” Briar whispers, reaching across to kiss my sweaty temple. “You were amazing, Daisy-chain.”
I smirk against his shoulder, even though he can’t see. “Well, I am the new queen of Silverpine High. I may as well live up to the crown.”
Both Alphas pause at the declaration. Then Briar snorts, brushing wispy strands of my white-blonde hair out of my face. Ash kisses down the length of my neck, his lips tender against my vertebrae.
“I always had a feeling she was jealous of you. And it seems I was right,” Briar remarks.
I shrug. “People do surprise you.”
I’m still baffled by Natalie’s confession myself. How on earth the tall, tanned, and baby-blue-eyed Natalie Fox can be jealous of me, I’ll never know, yet she told me herself.
It seems she has changed. She even ran off and told the guys when I’d passed out in the bathroom.
I will never forgive teenage Natalie. That young girl was a cruel, vindictive bitch… but I like what I am seeing of the adult Natalie—the woman and the mother.
I have a feeling that her eldest son takes after his father. Which is why she is highly embarrassed now about how she treated me.
Being the mother of a bully would be a hard pill to swallow. I don’t even know how I would take it myself.
Apparently, her son has a crush on the little girl in his class, hence why he is so mean to her.
“Natalie told me something else, too. About Kyle… She confessed that she hated me back then because Kyle low-key was crushing on me.”
Both Alphas freeze at that announcement. And then their twin growls echo through the room, making me feel so small yet powerful at the same time.
They are growling because of me… because of the threat of another male.
“What?” Ash breathes angrily behind me, and what happened to my big, shy, friendly tree surgeon?
“Easy…” Briar rasps in front of me, trying to calm his own Alpha. “Kyle Barlow is no real threat to us, Ash. He wasn’t then, and he sure as hell isn’t now.”
Ash closes his eyes, inhaling several times. I turn my head, trying to see him. “Hey,” I reach my hand up, patting his dirty blond hair. “It’s okay. I would never be interested in him. He’s awful, and quite frankly, boringly handsome.”
“H-handsome?” Ash whispers, bewildered.
Shit.
Backtrack, backtrack.
“More like unhandsome, am I right?” A nervous laugh escapes me.
Briar lifts his head, his smile tight. “I said, take it easy, Ash. Seriously.”
Ash is trembling behind me, lip curling as his fists clench at my sides. Briar shakes his head.
Briar sighs. “Look, it’s not that we’re worried about you anyway, Daisy. We know you would never stoop that low. But sleazy men like Kyle… well, they just bring out the worst in a guy...”
Now I think back to our days in high school. Of how Kyle used to tease me and sing me ‘Daisy Bell’ in the school hallways. I can’t hear that song now without hearing that prick. When it’s in a movie or a TV show, I flinch.
But I suppose that was the first sign…Why would he even deign to sing to me if he thought I was worthless?
Ash comes back to us now, muttering to himself. “It makes sense… why Rowan pinned him to the wall... Kyle was checking out Daisy!” His green eyes are distant as his mind transports him back to the reunion.
Now, Briar has to shut his eyes, calming down his own Alpha. “Fuck… you’re right.”
I look back and forth between them. “What? Why would Rowan care if Kyle was checking me out? I’m nothing to him. He hates me.”
Briar and Ash meet each other’s eyes, and they do that twin thing where they can sense each other’s thoughts.
“Is there something I should know?” I ask.
Ash rubs his face. Then he meets my eyes, coming back to his senses at last, and there’s my friendly tree surgeon. “Bumblebee… Rowan doesn’t hate you...”
I snort. “Yeah, right.”
My heart pounds as my Omega stirs her head.
“He’s right, Daisy-chain. Rowan wants you just as much as we do. He’s just…”
I meet Briar’s hazel eyes. “What?”
The Alpha’s grin is taut when he whispers, “In denial.”
The blood rushes through my head. In denial… but I think I understand. I even had a feeling back then. I’d even argued the point to them, but I’d struck a nerve.
I’ll never forget the ire on Rowan’s face that day in the hallway. The way the lightning silhouetted his dark form.
“Your mother,” I whisper, swallowing.
They take a moment to respond, and then, they nod.
Briar continues. “Rowan thinks he is protecting you by rejecting you. But he is only destroying himself… and hurting you.”
Water fills my eyes as Briar disappears behind a wall of tears. Then I suck in a breath. “I… thought so.”
Now silence. Both Alphas are still knotted inside me, but we stay that way for the time being. But I can’t help but feel that something is missing.
That I will never be wholly complete.
Still, I will take whatever happiness I can. I have yearned for that Alpha for ten years, and I won’t yearn anymore.
Briar and Ash purr, trying to comfort me, and I focus on their sounds. Then they lay me down, still locked inside me as Briar yanks up the blankets and covers.
And then I fall asleep to the sound of their rumbling purrs.
However, I dream of eyes the color of icebergs.
Even in my dreams, he haunts me…