Chapter 11 – Violet
Chapter Eleven
Violet
My skin aches as I wake sometime later. Fergus’s face comes into view, and I glance around to see I’m on my side.
That must mean Bryant is the one wrapped around my back.
His skin always feels warm compared to mine, at least when I’m in human form.
My vampiric side runs much cooler than him.
He currently feels cool compared to me, and that makes no sense.
Fergus’s brow furrows as he studies my face, bringing his hand to my cheek. “You back with us, love?”
My eyes ache, and there’s a burning under my skin that I don’t understand.
A wave of cramps rips through my abdomen, and my legs jerk as I try to pull them to my chest. It causes Bryant’s knot to drag along my inner walls, and I whimper.
It’s not like I could pull my legs to my chest with Fergus blocking them, but I have no idea what’s happening, and I tell them that.
Bryant’s hand soothes over my hair from behind, and he gets close to my ear. “Do you know what an omega is?”
I groan, nodding.
“I’m quite surprised,” Fergus murmurs. “I was under the impression that they went extinct ages ago.”
“No, just into hiding,” I croak. “Why? What’s wrong with me?” It clicks in my hazy mind, and my jaw falls. “No way. My mother can’t have passed on her crappy omega genetics to both of us. Hazel was furious when she presented.”
“That’s your sister, right?” Fergus asks, brushing his thumb over my cheek.
“My twin.” My eyes ache, and I clench them closed to try to rehydrate them, but upon opening them, it’s clear it hasn’t helped.
“I believe we have our answer,” Bryant says, his tone gentle. “You’re going into heat. Bonding your mates likely sped up the process.”
“Every cell in my body hurts,” I choke out, trying to combat the fear that pulses in my chest.
I always thought my vampire genetics would win out over any of my shifter genes. Then again, my mom is a witch. I know from lived experience that any species can present as an omega—well, any supernatural species.
It’s even more intimidating to be an omega shifter because omegas died out of shifter culture first as a punishment for wolves not protecting their weakest pack members. Except Ember’s wolf is an alpha, and her human side is an omega.
So maybe things are changing.
I don’t know.
My head throbs, and I jolt as pain rips through my lower abdomen.
“Rut,” I beg, shoving my hips back into Bryant’s pelvis.
“I’ve got you,” Bryant murmurs, grinding into me as much as he can when we’re locked together.
My nerve endings light up, and I clench around his knot, which sends a wave of pleasure through the bond.
Holy shit.
I noticed it earlier with Fergus, and it’s just as intense with Bryant.
Sex with a bond is an entirely different level of connection and euphoria.
Realizing I can use the link to send my neediness, I push it out to both my guys.
I still need to complete my side of the claiming with Bryant, but I want a neck bite for that, which is impossible in this position.
“We’ve got you.” Fergus pecks a kiss on my nose, raising his hand and swiping it through the air.
Bryant lets out an oomph as Fergus uses his magic to roll the alpha shifter onto his back from his side. Since he’s still locked inside me, I’m along for the ride. Bryant keeps me tight to his chest with his hand on my sternum, and I groan at the new position.
“If you lean up, can you tuck your feet back toward Bryant’s head?” Fergus asks, stripping out of his shirt. He still has those sexy as fuck lace-up leather pants on, and they hang dangerously low on his slender hips. “Would you like me to help you? Or can you manage?”
I’m basically lying on top of Bryant with my feet toward his, but I follow Fergus’s instructions. I end up in the reverse cowgirl position, and Bryant’s hands land on my hips.
“I’ve got an excellent view of your sexy little ass like this,” the alpha growls. “Mmm, ride me, little wolf.”
It’s tricky while locked together, but I swivel my hips in a circle. It feels incredible. My skin is hot, and sweat beads on my brow and between my breasts.
Fergus’s long braids fall over his shoulder as he works on getting himself out of his pants. All those lithe muscles move and flex as he kicks out of the material and prowls onto the end of the bed. His half-hard cock bounces around as he moves, and my mouth waters.
If he stood on the bed, would I be able to get him into my mouth?
He’s tall.
Where there’s a will, there’s a way.
If that doesn’t work, there’s always magic.
Fergus climbs over Bryant’s thighs, and the alpha wolf growls low in warning.
“Fuck off, mutt. We have a mate to take care of. We’re both going to have to get comfortable with each other’s bodies.
” Fergus grins, wiggling his eyebrows at me.
“And each other’s bodily fluids.” He wraps his hand around my throat from the side, and his fingers dig into my hair at the base of my skull.
His head dips to mine, and then he’s kissing me.
Bryant’s fingers dig into my hips, and he guides me over him. I’m achy and sore, but also hazy and out of it. It’s not a great combination for being able to follow what’s happening.
Fergus leads the kiss, guiding me where he wants me, and his other hand moves between us to tease my clit. My skin pulses with heat, and I groan against his lips.
We should have stayed on our sides.
Keeping myself upright is hard.
Fergus nips at my lower lip, and I clench around Bryant, who growls. I want to come again, and now that Fergus is focused on my clit, it seems like it’s right there. Maybe I’m easy to please, or it could be the wave of heat riding me, but I’m desperate for more orgasms.
Bryant’s knot swells inside me, and every tiny movement rocks me to my foundations.
I moan as the orgasm washes over me from nowhere.
I end up mostly begging against Fergus’s lips, which makes me sound like a lazy fuck.
No one wants to be thought of that way, but omegas are made to be pampered.
It’s like the one good thing we get out of life in between turning into sex-crazed lunatics every three months.
My body shivers and shakes, but the orgasm is light and not one of those that completely satiates a person’s system.
Fergus bumps my cheek against his, saying, “Lie back. You’re getting a little wobbly.”
I follow his instruction, and he helps me relocate my legs back toward the end of the bed. It leaves me once again lying on Bryant’s chest.
Fergus crawls over both of us, pushing me into Bryant’s chest below. It makes my insides hum. I have no idea why, but being literally trapped between them soothes my instincts.
I’m already full of Bryant’s knot, but Fergus’s crown bumps my clit as he jerks himself against my pussy.
Bryant nuzzles his cheek to the top of my head and runs his hands down my sides. “You’re okay, little wolf. We’re going to stuff you so full of our cum that it’ll be dripping down your thighs for days. That will settle the pain, and you can truly enjoy the benefits of having two mates.”
Fergus groans and captures my lips as his hot cum splatters my pussy. It feels so fucking good being surrounded by them and both their scents.
My head gets even hazier as I kiss Fergus, and that’s the last clear thought I have for ages.
“Mmm, more.” I groan, melting into Bryant’s chest as he bucks up into me from below.
Fergus chuckles darkly, making his shaft jump in my ass. “I feel quite lazy, but whatever the mutt is doing seems to be fucking you on both our cocks.” He runs his hands over my hip, and even the gentle contact makes my skin sizzle.
“You move too,” I beg, reaching a hand back and slapping his stomach.
“You really are a demanding little thing,” Fergus says, pulling out a bit and thrusting deeper. “I just wanted to give your body some time to acclimate. I didn’t want to risk hurting you.”
“I’m good. I promise.” I’m fuller than I’ve ever been, but the twinge of pain gave way to pure pleasure after he was fully inside me.
They work in tandem until I’m a begging, sobbing mess.
“I need to bite you now,” I tell Bryant.
“Dig your fangs in,” he growls.
My orgasm is right there, but I ignore it for the time being, stretching up and digging my fangs into Bryant’s throat. His blood spills into my mouth, and I gobble it up like a greedy vampire.
It completes the circuit between us, and I finally give in to the pleasure that sits right there.
I tumble over the edge as the bond fully locks into place between us. I clamp down on their cocks as they swell, and it only makes the orgasm more intense.
I didn’t have to bite Bryant for the bond to exist between us, but I want both my mates to wear my claiming bite, and now they do.
Missing six days of work was not in my plans, but Fergus called and warned them that we would be out. By the time the post-heat cramps start, I’m disgusted by the smell of all of our cum and never want to see another dick in my life.
Okay, that’s dramatic.
I’ll probably change my mind once my uterus stops trying to kill me. I’m a fucking vampire. I’ve never had a menstrual cycle, and this shit feels like cruel and unusual punishment.
Luckily, Fergus uses his magic to clean up the bedroom, and Bryant is excellent at lower back massages.
I lie with my face against his chest as the alpha wolf purrs, carefully digging his fingers into my lumbar region. It’s heavenly, but I don’t even want to think about having to go back to work.
Ahh, to be independently wealthy.
Fergus snorts from his place on the club chair. “What was that thought, darling?”
I groan. “I really don’t want to have to go back to work, but I know I can’t miss too many more days. I’m already pushing the limit if I want to avoid being fired.”
“I don’t know how the mage feels, but I would prefer you not go back at all,” Bryant says in his deep, growly tone. “Sitting at the club for hours every night is going to get tedious.”
I snort, playfully smacking his chest. “You don’t have to come with me.”
“I disagree,” Bryant replies.
“We could take a vacation and visit one of my homes,” Fergus offers.
“What?” I ask, pushing up to look at him. “I thought you lived here in Black Cove.”
His blond braid rests over his shoulder, and he’s so damn sexy that it’s hard to believe I get to keep him. “I’ve been renting since I got to town, but no. I don’t own a home here. My residences are in Washington state, Northern Ireland, and Greece.”
I blink repeatedly. “Why in the world have you been wasting your time working in Rut if you own three houses in some of the most beautiful places in the world?”
“Ahh, you see. I came to town, met this beautiful hybrid, and lost all interest in being anywhere but where she is,” Fergus says with a shrug.
“I own two homes—one in Canada and one two hours north of Black Cove,” Bryant chimes in. “It’s not on pack lands, but it is close enough that I can visit my brothers without them attempting to rope me into helping with any of the day-to-day runnings of the pack.”
“Are you saying your family runs a pack?” I ask before I can hold back the words. That’s solely my wolf. She lights up at the thought of being around other wolves and having the chance to run around pack lands, but I remind her how dangerous that would be.
“I have four brothers,” Bryant says. “I’m the second oldest. My eldest brother inherited the alpha title.
He’s an honorable and fair wolf. You’ll like him.
My eldest brother and youngest brother are mated to the same shewolf.
Hell, she might have collected my other brothers by now.
” Bryant laughs. “Although, just to be clear, I had no interest in her.”
“Female wolves are rare now,” I say on autopilot. “Is she safe? Like, your brothers are able to protect her?”
“They are, but she’s also an alpha. Lydia protects herself,” Bryant says, sounding amused. “There were a few other female wolves in the pack last time I was home. Nowhere close to a fifty-fifty split, but I was hoping you might help with that.”
“I don’t know if I ever want kids,” I choke out, shaking my head. “Maybe way down the line.”
“I can understand that,” Bryant says. “But that’s not what I meant.
In the old days, omegas boosted the fertility of the entire pack by lending their pheromones to the other female shifters in the days and weeks leading to a heat.
Just spending time with the pack could help to give my brothers the heir they’ve been so desperate for. ”
My brow furrows.
That’s a lot of pressure.
What if my pheromones aren’t strong enough to help since I’m a hybrid? It’s not like they’re going to welcome my wolf, anyway. Her eyes in wolf form give away that there’s more to us than a simple female shifter.
I heard from my mother that Ember was able to do something similar with the North American Pack. Wolves only gestate for three months, and multiple babies have been born since she took over, including several coveted female shifters.
Is that why the universe made me an omega? Am I supposed to help repopulate Bryant’s brother’s pack?
It’s still dangerous.
Then again, Hazel is only a phone call away if I need her, and she could lay down the law real quick. One look at her monster, and all the shifters would understand that I’m not to be fucked with.
Not that I have no confidence in my ability to protect myself.
It’s just, Hazel could suck the souls out of multiple wolves without even breaking a sweat.
Bryant and Fergus would also fight to the death to protect me.
“I want to meet your family,” I tell Bryant. “Maybe we can time that visit right before a heat.”
“I do love to travel,” Fergus says, and some emotion I can’t place filters through the bond from him.
I peck a kiss on Bryant’s chest and climb off the couch to go snuggle with my other mate.
Fergus welcomes me with open arms, and I cuddle my face to his bare chest.
“We can vote on where we want to go and make the rounds visiting all of our families.” I stretch up on my knees, burying my face in his neck.
I flick my tongue over my bondmark, and an unmatched sense of pride settles in my chest. He took our bonding better than most would with no warning.
I send my appreciation through the link, kissing my way from his throat, up his jaw to his lips.
“I really don’t care where we end up, as long as I’m with the two of you. ”