43. Connor
Connor
It's been three days since Cali's heat started. We've had her all over the nest in as many combinations and positions as she could think of. With as many toys and props as we have available. Her omega is insatiable. But I'm worried now.
We've gotten her to eat and drink only in small amounts, and at odd hours.
This is part of why a pack takes care of omegas.
During heat, they forget everything but their insatiable need for knots, and they can easily hurt themselves by not maintaining a healthy amount of sustenance.
How Cali managed by herself, I'll never know.
We've taken her into the attached bathroom suite and had to knot her in the shower to get her to stay still long enough to wash. We've enjoyed every minute of it, but we miss our sweet girl. We miss talking to her, and spending time with her. Feeding her delicious food and taking her on dates.
She begins to stir, and her pupils are no longer dilated when she opens her eyes. I can see their hazel, and I know that Cali, not her omega, has regained control.
She smiles at me and then promptly bursts into tears.
"Hey," I whisper, scooping her into my arms. I'm laid down next to her, and she's curled her head under my chin and weeping into my neck.
"I'm sorry," she gasps. "It's always like this after my heat. The hormones going nuts." I nod and rub soothing circles into her back while she cries. I'm the only one awake. Bax and Seth are passed out on the cushions next to us.
"You cry all you need, Baby. We're not going anywhere," I remind her.
Her omega has been completely freaked out about any of us leaving the nest, and I don't blame her.
Thank god for the attached bathroom to the suite.
We only leave while she's sleeping to sneak down to the freezer get some of the meals I'd prepped. She never even notices.
Cali finally calms down enough to look up at me. Her puffy, red-rimmed eyes snag onto my heart and won't let go. Her wild, untamed hair frames her face. We tried to keep it brushed for her, but she wouldn't sit still. Seth had to knot her while I snuck behind her and brushed it.
"I love you," she whispers, and the sound cracks me in half and then stitches me back together. My eyes burn, and I find myself burying my face in her shoulder while holding her to me so tight that I let go just as quickly for fear that I'll hurt her. She smiles, and I smile.
"Can we bond now?" she asks.
I take in a deep, shaky breath. "I couldn't think of anything better. If you're sure?"
We all talked about bonding again before the heat hit, thank Christ. But we'd thought she'd still have a few weeks to consider it.
We'd assured her we could wait until the next heat if she wasn't ready, but we were prepared.
We would always be ready for Cali. She'd said she wanted to bond the first night sharing our bed together, but this wasn't something set in stone, and if she's changed her mind, I want to give her that out.
"I will always be sure, " she vows. Blurring pricks the edges of my vision, and I don't even try to stop the tears from rolling down my face.
I'd always let her see me and all of my soul.
She leans up and kisses each one off. "I will always be sure of our bond, our pack, and especially of us, " she continues.
Shifting beside us lets me know that the guys are awake.
Cali climbs onto my lap and looks me right in the eyes. As she sinks down onto my cock, everything we've shared, our scent-sensitive match, our love, overcomes me, and I lean forward and bite her right where her neck and shoulder meet.
She calls out my name, and I can feel our minds connecting.
It's like a window, and she's on the other side.
Though slightly muffled, her emotions, love, care, and desire all flood me.
And all of my devotion, protection, and love flow back.
I can close the window, but I leave it wide open.
Honestly, I can't imagine ever closing it.
I lick the bite mark a few times with the pad of my tongue, tending it.
When I pull back, she looks me right in the eyes, kisses me, and then leans down to bite me in the exact same spot on my own neck.
Her emotions, which are muffled, become crystal clear.
The bond is complete. I thrust up into her a few times before we both tip over the edge.
The bond makes every touch and every thrust feel electrically charged.
I didn't knot Cali, knowing, from those books, that once we began bonding, she would be compelled to finish the entire pack, creating the strongest bonds she could between us. If I was knotted in her while she bit the others, that wouldn't be fair, even if the thought does make my cock hard again.
She crawls to Bax next. Her gaze drifts over him, and his hands shoot out. One to tangle in her hair while the other curls around her waist and pulls her into his lap, sheathing her in one quick thrust. I hiss. I can feel her orgasm already building.
"I love you so much, Bax," she whispers to him.
"You're everything to me, Cali," he promises her, and then bends down to bite her on the shoulder, opposite my bite mark on her neck.
Her head falls back, and her eyes roll up in ecstasy.
She comes and I feel every moment of it.
He licks and sucks at the bite mark, and before he even lets go of it, she swings her head forward and bites him on his shoulder.
He roars into her skin and ruts up into her at a hard, sharp pace until she screams, and he tips over with a hard growl.