Chapter Twenty-Nine Luca
Rewind - Luca
The Lexus rolls into the garage, and Luca is out of the car and into their familiar-smelling den in thirty seconds flat. Driving away from Nix, Gideon, and Jay had been so dysregulating after the afternoon’s excitement. Luca had been entirely focused on bringing their mate home and settling him into their nest, so he hadn’t given much thought to all the things that could go wrong.
This omega thing has thrown them all for a loop. Nix smells so good when he’s just breathing, and when he gets sexed up, it’s next-level nirvana. Watching him finally reunite with Jay today and smelling that incredible vanilla-sex scent had made him come untouched (he’s not allowed to touch, and Luca is good) in his favorite skirt. Luca thinks he might want to write a song about it, but Jay will probably not agree with the lyrics: I want to eat you out .
Or at least he hadn’t that one other time.
Add in that Rowan is more pre-rut crazy than usual, Grayson is a shadow of himself on suppressants for reasons above Luca’s pay grade, and when they’d driven away, Gideon had seemed, well, stressed .
There are so many good things though, and Luca is happy that he’d been the first to hear his baby’s voice ( so deep) , the first to have a hug ( so strong) and he even had their first kiss (sweet like sugar). He knows that his first impression is spot on: he is Luca’s baby, and Nix has already agreed that Luca is his, too. It makes him giddy with sheer excitement.
Now, he’s standing in their foyer, paralyzed by indecision. Does he go to the nest? It’s lonely, and all the materials are in the bag in Leo’s hand. He could go in the hot tub, but it’s almost too cold outside. He could watch some more Supernatural, but it just makes him think of Nix and the whole day, and then he’s right back where he started. Le sigh.
Gah. He hates deciding. He does know one thing, though; he is taking off his fucking pants. Dropping the sweatpants to the floor, he hears Rowan rummaging in the freezer, probably for his favorite ice cream. That sounds good, at least until Jay can get the rest of his pack in the door.
“Luc, pick those up, come on. Jay is going to get here any minute, and the first thing Nix is going to see is your laundry.” He stops and realizes he’s holding a bag full of laundry that Nix had, in fact, seen already. “Fuck you, fine. It’s a mess, though—”
The front door flies back on its hinges, and a sweaty, wild-eyed Gideon blows in like a thunderstorm.
The hair on the back of Luca’s neck stands straight up, and he’s hard so fast his head hurts. Nose in the air, Gideon spots him frozen in the middle of the foyer. He’s on him in a flash, hoisting Luca up, legs around his waist.
“Sugar, wha–?”
“If you don’t want me, then say so now.” Poised on the precipice, there is no universe in which Luca says no.
“Yes.” Please and thank you with a cherry on top .
“Safe word?” Gideon growls. They’re halfway up the stairs, and Gideon’s teeth are in his neck, and a finger is already rubbing at his hole.
“Taxidermy.”
Gideon takes him to Luca’s room and slams the door hard enough to rattle the pictures on the wall. He presses him up against it, and Luca wonders if he’s about to be fucked dry right there. Not that he’d complain. He tilts his head to the side to better let Gideon bite down on his neck where it meets his shoulder. Frustrated by the edge of the hoodie, Luca scrambles to get it over his head while Gideon turns to drop him on the bed. Already so grateful that he’d dropped his pants downstairs. The pros list of being pants-less writes its-fucking-self.
“Sugar, what happened?” Sweating, with eyes flashing red-brown-red, Gideon yanks hard until his dress shirt buttons ping off the wall and TV. He’s forgotten to unbutton the cuffs, and he struggles with a surprising lack of finesse. “Let me help—”
But Gideon just tears the cuff off with his teeth and flings the shirt to the floor. The button on the pants is next, and he’s gloriously naked before Luca can wipe away his drool, hard cock slapping against his belly.
Gideon’s muscles aren’t made by weights or cardio machines like Leo’s or Rowan’s. They’re made in the boxing ring or running a hundred miles a week. They’re long and covered with the smoothest golden skin, with heavy thighs and a firm ass; it’s the reason Gideon’s stroke game is unmatched. That, and the incredible control he has over his body and that of his partner.
But this Gideon is not in control. Not at all.
“Luca. I need—” He sounds desperate; it sends a frisson of anxiety down his spine, and Luca pulls him down so they’re lying chest-to-chest.
Luca’s only goal in that moment is to soothe, so he holds him by the jaw and opens his mouth. Gideon finally gets with the plan, licking the roof of his mouth, his left hand holding the back of Luca’s head while the other slides over his chest to feel his pounding heart and to pinch his nipple, hard.
He alternates rubbing and pinching until it’s red, raw, and burning. Bending so he can draw it into his mouth, Gideon uses his front teeth to pull it up as far as he can. It stings in the most delicious way causing Luca to gasp, his ass clenching down on nothing. He’ll need that fixed ASAP.
He opens his legs wanting to feel Gideon’s cock slide along his perineum. He’s rewarded when it slots right between his cheeks, Gideon’s slick cock head nudging up against his hole. Gideon pushes his legs up and squeezes the pink skin of his lower cheeks.
“Sugar, fuck.” Luca tries to grind down as arousal streaks hot and fast through his core when Gideon grips his hips in an unyielding hold. He feels the creep of subspace but pushes it back. Gideon isn’t “playing” right now, regardless of the previous talk of safe words. But Luca can hang on for his alpha.
It’s difficult when Gideon’s dick is perfect; it’s not so big that he has trouble taking it (I’m talking to you, Rowan Foster), but it fills him up so well that he can still feel it in all the best ways afterward. The alpha puts one hand on his hip and one in his hair and pulls. Luca thinks if Gideon would just put his dick in him, he could come just like that. Trying to incite a break in Gideon’s tenuous hold on his willpower, Luca just deepens the kiss, biting his lips and sucking on his alpha’s tongue.
When Gideon moves his hand down between Luca’s legs, pressing against the smooth space behind his balls and rubbing over his hole, Luca thinks he might be closer to getting that dick in his ass. Firm hands flip him over onto his belly, with a raspy “Ass up” and a loud smack to Luca’s hip.
His ass is still tender from his morning’s tantrum-induced spanking, so the pain zings right down to his toes. He can’t contain his moan. “Still sore? If I remember right, I think you earned another ten.”
Luca bites his bottom lip and moans when Gideon uses one hand to pull his cheek to one side and uses two fingers to slap his hole. “Should we do it like this? Count.”
“Gideon…” Luca both hates and loves this kind of spanking. He hates that it hurts much worse than the usual spanking but loves how it makes the actual fucking burn perfectly. “One…two…”
By the time he’s at ten, there are hot tears and snot on his face, and the burning heat of his hole radiates outward in white, fiery sparks.
“So desperate for it, such a needy baby.” Gideon croons and licks a hot stripe over his hole. It stings, pushing him closer to the coming untouched for the second time that day.
“Need you, Alpha. Please. So empty.”
Gideon slaps Luca’s hip again with a growled, “Lube.” Luca digs a bottle out from between his bed and the wall.
“Fuck,” Gideon pops the cap, squeezing the warming lube onto his long fingers as the smell of artificial vanilla fills the space. “Fuck, Luc. Why?”
“Need him. Need you. He’s going to taste so good. Fuck me like you’re going to fuck him. Please.” Luca wiggles his ass, hoping to incite Gideon to forgo laborious prep.
Gideon growls so low and loud that Luca has goosebumps. His alpha runs his nails down his back and shoves two fingers all the way in, setting his rim on fire. The scent of vanilla and thunderstorms sends him so close to the edge that Luca thinks he might come without permission.
His soulmate knows him so well. “You don’t come until I say. You did at the hospital already, but that wasn’t your fault. Thought I was going to, too.” He grazes Luca’s prostate, sending burning pleasure outward to his toes.
“Oh fuck. That’s so hot. W–wish you could have seen him, claws out and fangs stuck in Jay’s shoulder, a-ass up-p. So pretty. And he’s ours. But I was good, I d–didn’t touch. Please, please.” Luca can’t remember why he’s saying please, and Gideon pulls his fingers out, only to push three in as deep as they’ll go.
Keening, Luca slides two of his fingers into his mouth, pushing them deep into his mouth until he gags. Hole clenching, he pushes back onto his alpha’s fingers, trying to keep them inside.
When Gideon finally pulls his fingers out, he uses the rest of the lube to coat his cock, then adds a bit more directly into Luca’s hole, just to hear him squeak at the cold before smearing the excess on his thigh. “Such a pretty hole. What if someday I fuck you both at the same time? Fuck into you and then pull out and fuck right into him? Would you like for us to make our pretty Nixie come?”
“Yes, Goddess, want that. Please. Soon?”
“As soon as he’s ready, baby.” Gideon pushes the head of his perfect cock past his burning rim, sinking in, in, in. “Fuck, so hotwetperfect. ” Gideon wastes no time in setting up a punishing rhythm and all Luca can do is hang on to his pillow, letting his alpha fill him to overflowing.
“Harder, Alpha. Wanna come. Wanna come. Wanna come.” Luca is back to begging, his orgasm building, burning low in his body, gathering momentum, and it’s going to be so good. “Fuck us, Sugar. Nix and I want you to come in us; on us . Please, we need you, Alpha.” And that’s all it takes; Gideon’s knot bullies it past his rim in a single hard push, and his alpha is coming.
“Come, Luca. Come for me.” His orgasm has his balls drawn up tight and his cock spurting white stripes on the blanket below him, untouched. It’s a deep aching pleasure that spreads from his dick to his toes. Gideon’s knot presses up against his prostate, and the pulsing rhythm has his cock giving one last tiny spurt.
Collapsing on Luca’s back, breath sawing in and out, Gideon finally seems in control again. He runs his hands up and down Luca’s sides before rolling them over, careful not to jostle his knot in Luca’s sore hole. There’s a familiar comfort in the touch, so Luca sighs, letting himself finally slip into his welcoming subspace.
Luca isn’t sure how long he’s out when he feels a gentle fingertip over his eyelids, and Gideon croons, “Honey, let’s have some water. Show me your pretty eyes.”
Luca gulps the water down until the bottle is empty, as Gideon presses his nose to the top of his head. He brushes his hand over Gideon’s cheek and into his hair so he can pull him down into a kiss that is at once soft and deep.
Luca loves Gideon like no other. He’s certain that they are soulmates. “You okay now? Do you want to tell me what had you running home from the hospital and fucking me within an inch of my life?”
Gideon gently turns him so he’s resting on his side so Luca can see his alpha and be seen in return. He runs a finger over Gideon’s eyebrows and down his perfect nose. Gideon smiles, pushing his hand away, “Tickles.”
Luca says nothing and just waits.
“I want him. I want him almost as much as I want you. And I don’t like it.”
“You don’t like it? What does that mean? He’s your mate. You want us all, right?”
“I do. I–fuck, I desire all of you, but you know that what you and I have is different. It’s not just the play, the dominance, and the submission. We’re soulmates. I’ve known it since I first saw you, standing in the kitchen at Quest, determined to tell me that I shouldn’t put fucking cilantro in my buttermilk panna cotta. It scares me because I felt so much all at once. I’d been waiting for all of you for so long, but then there was also…just you. They’re my fated mates, loved and treasured. But you are my beloved.”
Luca lets his heart overflow; Gideon expresses exactly how he feels. “But…”
Rubbing a hand over his eyes, Gideon continues. “It’s not a but , as much as it is an and. Nix feels like I’m supposed to be more for him and let him be more for me. I can see it’s the same for Jay, who is finally sleeping, and his eyes have lost those dark circles despite the stress. He’s lighter.”
Luca gets it. There’s something about Nix that just encourages them to want to be more and to do better, and it’s not all his scent or his secondary gender. It’s only going to get better the more they get to know him. He completes them, trite though it might be. “Do you think it’s the same for the others?”
Gideon nods and pushes a strand of hair behind Luca’s ear. “They may not know it yet. Grayson definitely, although I’m not sure what’s going on going on with him.”
“It’s not like him to miss out on making a memory like today. Nix is changing everything, and today is just the first day.” Anticipation swirls in his belly, and for once, Luca can tell it’s 100% excitement and not anxiety.
Gideon breathes deeply before kissing his forehead and whispering, “You know I’ll always love you best, right?” His alpha wants to reassure him, and Luca could not love him more.
It’s easy to smile at his romantic soulmate. “Me too.” Luca tilts his head until he can kiss him softly on the lips and the tip of his perfect nose.