Chapter 19
CHAPTER NINETEEN
Alexander
“We’re really going to have sex with them for the first time during Crew’s heat?” I ask hesitantly.
Mason runs a hand through his hair. “While not ideal, what are we going to do? Tell him no, we won’t help him through his heat? That he and Kiara have to wait another three months before we’ll bond with them?”
“Fuck that noise,” Davis snarls. “They’ve made it clear they want to be with us, and they want us to be a pack. We’re just going to get thrown into the deep end of intimacy.”
“Right. Of course, we wouldn’t tell him no. It just seems…weird, right? We’ve been taking things slow, and now, it’s bam! Time to have sex.” My eyes follow Crew and Kiara’s path from their bedroom into the nest next door.
While the room Crew is using for his nest wasn’t meant to be a nest, it’s the best we have available at Pack Owens’s house. If only we had our pack house done, we could’ve brought Crew there for our first heat together.
None of this is happening the way I expected it to.
Although I don’t think any of us could’ve expected this.
Crew sticks his head out of the nest room, a snarl on his handsome face. “Shirts. Now.”
All three of us move as one, stripping off our shirts and hurrying over to hand them over. Glancing inside, I find Kiara barely holding back her laughter.
“Naked, Kiki. Now.” Crew pushes against her shoulder until she falls back into the nest he allowed her to help him build.
“Looks like I better go grab the protein and electrolyte drinks now.” Davis glances into the nest once more before hurrying down the stairs.
Mason’s hand is back in his hair as he tugs at it, his breathing picking up as Crew’s peach and bourbon scent nearly overwhelms us. There’s a very good chance both of us are going to end up in a rut during his heat. We’re both already riding the damn edge.
Having your scent-matched omega go into heat does something to an alpha.
I’m not sure I like it, and I’m hoping it’s only this bad because we’re not bonded yet.
Although that’ll be remedied shortly.
Crew has been slipping in and out of what Kiara has been calling his feral omega stage. She swears up and down he’ll slip out of it for the first part of the heat at least.
Here’s hoping because I’d rather he be aware as we bond with him.
Then it’ll be up to me and Mason to not slip into a rut before we bond.
My eyes lock on Kiara as she strips off her tee and shorts, leaving her only in her panties, and I have to bite back a growl. She’s even more gorgeous than I thought she’d be.
“Damn.” A glance at Mason shows he’s staring at Kiara just as hard as I am.
I’m so focused on the beta that I nearly jump back when Crew seemingly appears out of nowhere, just suddenly standing in the doorway. It takes me a moment to realize he’s naked too.
“Double damn,” Mason murmurs, and I hum my agreement.
Kiara and Crew are both gorgeous in their own ways. Kiara is feminine beauty, while Crew is masculine beauty. If someone asked me at gunpoint which I preferred, I don’t know that I’d be able to choose—thank fuck we don’t have to.
“Where’s Davis?” Crew asks, hands on his hips.
“Uh…he ran downstairs to grab drinks to put in the mini fridge.”
Our omega rolls his eyes. “I don’t need drinks, I need dicks. You were all supposed to wait in the hallway until I was ready. Now I’m ready and you’re not all here. Do you see the problem?”
“I’m here! I’m here!” Davis appears, carrying a cardboard box I’m assuming has the drinks he went for. “I’m sorry, omega. It’s my job to provide you with what you need when you aren’t able to do it yourself.”
Crew’s eyes narrow. “I guess that’s acceptable. Now that you’re all here, please enter my nest. I expect you to strip as soon as you step inside.”
Davis hesitates. “Would it be okay if I put the drinks away first? The box is a little heavy and awkward. I’m not sure I could undress while holding it.”
“Oh, I’m happy to help with that.” Crew steps out of the nest and grasps the waistband of Davis’s sweats before yanking them down to his ankles.
Like us, he hadn’t bothered with anything underneath them since we knew we’d be getting naked soon enough.
Davis shrugs. “I guess that’s one way to do it. Thank you, omega.” Then he steps into the nest and beelines for the mini fridge while Crew collects the sweats.
Standing once more, he lifts his eyebrows and glances between us. “Well?”
“Oh, right.” I shove my pants down, quickly pulling them off and offering them to the waiting omega. Mason follows suit, and then the three of us are standing in the hallway naked.
“Much better.” Crew spins on his heel, moving toward Kiara and dumping the pants on top of her. “Find a good spot for these, please?”
Kiara grins up at him. “It would be my honor.”
I glance at Mason. “Are you ready for this?”
“Fuck no,” he admits quietly. “But we’re doing it, anyway.”
I chuckle as I follow him into the nest, shutting and locking the door behind us. There shouldn’t be anyone else in the house, but I’d rather be safe than sorry. I won’t allow my omega’s safety to be in question when he’s at his most vulnerable. Hell, when we’re all our most vulnerable.
Crew settles into the center of the nest on his knees as Kiara tucks our sweats into the nest. As soon as she finishes, she glances at Crew, who gives her a nod and a grin.
“It’s perfect. Isn’t it, alphas?”
A purr rips itself from my chest, surprising me—especially when I hear Mason doing the same thing. “You and Kiara built the very best nest. It would be my honor to join the two of you.”
“You may enter, alpha.” Crew spares me a glance before his attention focuses on Mason.
“You have created a fine nest, Crew. May I enter?”
Crew’s eyes narrow. “I did not build it alone.”
“Of course you didn’t. Kiara, thank you for helping Crew create such an amazing nest.”
Seemingly content with Mason’s words, Crew nods. “You may enter.”
“Crew, would you be willing to have an electrolyte drink before we proceed?” Davis asks, holding up multiple bottles.
“I don’t want to,” our omega pouts.
Kiara sighs. “Don’t start being a brat already—at least wait until you’re completely under the haze. He’ll take a red one, and I’ll take a blue one. Thank you, Davis.”
“Fine.” An exasperated sigh leaves Crew before he waves Davis over. “You may enter the nest, beta.”
“Thank you, omega.” Davis emphasizes Crew’s designation as he grins. He tosses me and Mason each a drink, and I open mine and swallow half of it down in one go.
Davis opens Crew’s before handing it to him, then does the same for Kiara. He settles beside Kiara before opening his own and chugging it.
“My heat is riding me hard,” Crew admits. “We won’t have long before I have zero awareness of what’s going on. Someone can fuck me while I fuck Kiara and once we bond, then they can bond with me. After that, I won’t be very lucid.”
“It should be Davis,” I say before anyone else can speak up. “Mason and I are both riding the edge of a rut. You need to bond with the betas first because we’re not going to be in the right headspace to let them near you for a bit.”
Mason nods. “He’s right. Kiki, I know you said you want to bond with us too. It might be better to bond with Alexander and me toward the end. I don’t know how long our ruts will last.”
Davis throws his arm around her shoulders. “Isn’t it nice that we aren’t ruled by instincts and can bond whenever we want?”
“Shut up, Davis.” Kiara shoves at his shoulder as she flushes.
Crew throws his head back as he downs the rest of his drink. He recaps it before throwing it out of the nest and stalking sensually toward Kiara on his hands and knees. “It’s time to bond, my love.”
Davis scoots out of the way as Crew crawls up her body and pushes her onto her back. Their lips meet in a dirty, hungry kiss that has my cock standing at attention.
Who am I kidding? I’ve been hard since I closed the door and Crew’s scent enveloped us. But watching the two of them is hot as hell.
Crew pulls back and kisses the tip of her nose before slipping further down her body. He pauses at her tits, lapping at her nipples before blowing on them. Kiara’s back arches, and he smirks as he continues downward until he settles between her legs, throwing them over his shoulders.
Before diving in, he glances over his shoulder at Davis. “This is the only time during my heat I’ll need any prep. My slick production is already increasing, but we’re not there yet. Why don’t you prep me while I make our girl come? Then you can fuck her through me.”
“Fuuuuck.” Davis reaches down to squeeze the base of his dick. “That sounds hot as fuck.”
“Then get to prepping his ass, beta,” Mason barks, and Davis moves without hesitation. There wasn’t much power behind his bark, but he’s eager to bond with our omega.
Holy shit.
In no time at all, we’re going to have a bonded omega—and not just any omega, but our scent-matched omega.
Then, we’ll make Kiara ours.
I can’t wait to have both of them in our bond.
I settle beside Mason, both of us wanting a prime viewing spot as our hands encircle our cocks.
Crew licks a stripe along Kiara’s pussy before blowing on her, and her back arches off the nest once more. It seems our girl likes a bit of temperature play. That might be fun to explore outside of Crew’s heat.
“Oh, fuck,” Crew cries out as Davis spreads his cheeks and tongues at his puckered hole. “Yes, fuck. That feels amazing.”
Kiara’s hand slides into Crew’s hair as she yanks his head up so he’s looking at her. “I was promised an orgasm.”
Crew smirks. “Yes, you were.”
He dives back in, fucking his tongue into her wet cunt as Davis eats his ass. Crew is panting and shaking, his attention wavering from time to time as he tries to focus on getting Kiara off. Eventually, he slides his fingers into her and sucks on her clit.
“Mmm, good idea,” Davis murmurs and glances around with wide eyes. “Fuck. Do we have any lube?”