51. Hunt
Hunt
We're all asleep when the whine rings out.
Sunny was curled up against my side when we fell asleep.
Jess is on my other side like a cozy sandwich.
Luca splayed between her thighs before we'd joined them, and that's where he'd fallen asleep.
Cole's spooned into her back on her other side.
This is the way we've slept most nights lately.
After we'd talked about bonding, and our plans to stay on the Peninsula with her if she'd be open to it, Sunny basically made it her mission to ensure that we all at least went to bed together each night.
With her explanation that it was her grandmother's key to a successful relationship, we'd all been far more than willing to make that dream happen for her.
But she isn't next to me now. She's sitting up, and Luca's sitting in front of her.
"You okay, Pretty Girl? What's the matter?" Luca asks. It's so dark I can just barely make out their outlines in the starlight from the windows.
"Alpha," Sunny breathes, and the sound of her breathy whisper makes me sit up, and my alpha snap to life within me. Her arousal hits me now that I'm really awake. Thick like cold honey and rich like expensive tea. It's pheromones and submission. Her omega, completely in control.
"Is she—" Jess starts.
"She's in heat," Cole confirms. His voice is rough and low.
Sunny's eyes shoot to his. She keens high and needy.
Cole snaps up, grasps the back of her neck hard, and hauls her to his chest. "Does this omega pussy need a knot?"
"Yes, Daddy."
We all freeze. That's new. Well, new to us.
Cole seems completely unfazed, so apparently, this is their thing.
The thought has my dick going hard, but not for Cole.
I'm not interested in him at all, and he's not interested in men—Jess asked once when he was drunk. I’m hard for Sunny calling Cole Daddy while we rail her. That image has me filling my pants.
He scoops her up and we're marching to the suite.
My god, this is happening. Our first pack heat.
Cole carries her through the door and we enter.
The suite is perfect. It's all sunny. The white walls and pine wood ceiling and fluffy, light throw pillows with embroidered sunflowers all reflect her love for this farm.
Her omega instantly relaxes when Cole places her in the recessed area meant for cuddles and knots.
I expect him to immediately strip her and take her.
As the dominant alpha, he'll be the one doing most of the coordination in here, making sure the omega gets what she needs, from knots to food to water breaks.
He'll keep her omega in check so that she doesn't push herself too hard and accidentally hurt herself.
But he doesn't take Sunny. Instead, he gently takes off her slip nightgown and underwear.
He sits, legs spread but still fully clothed, and has her sit between his thighs.
He hooks each of his legs over hers and drags them apart.
She's spread wide in his lap, her glistening center weeping with anticipation. She perfumes and looks up at us.
"Who's first?" Cole asks. He told us he has a list of things she likes. This must have been on it because Sunny is trying to thrust up into the cool air. Her pussy clenches on nothing, clearly seeking friction and a knot.
I dive in before the other two can shake their dazed lust off. Snapping off my belt and yanking down my pants so that my cock is exposed, but I'm still fully dressed.
"You want this knot, Bumblebee?" I gruff.
She mewls and jerks her hips up so that her wet folds just brush against the tip of my cock.
I growl and move forward, lining myself up and thrusting in one quick motion.
Sunny throws her head back against Cole's shoulder, and he brings his mouth to her ear, whispering obscenities that I only catch the tail end of.
Things about her being a good fucking girl and take your alphas cock.
She whimpers and tries to thrust up into me, but he has her fully pinned against him, which gives me all the power.
I can't hold back. With her smelling so goddamn delicious, all I can do is thrust into her.
It's not romantic or soft. It's dirty, hard, fucking.
But with her heat-laced scent in my lungs and wrapped around my cock, it's all I can do.
I feel her walls spasming around me and realize that Cole's hand is between us, rubbing at her clit.
"Knot her now, Hunt," he barks, and I push in hard on the last thrust. My knot pops in. She bucks as much as she can in her position as she clamps around me, milking my cock through her orgasm. I tip over when I feel her heat squeeze me like a vice and release.
When I'm done, I just lay braced on my hands.
Panting. Cole meets my gaze over her shoulder and nods.
This was definitely something on her list. After only a few minutes, my knot deflates enough for me to slip out.
Heat pheromones cause knots to deflate much faster so as many alphas as possible can give her a knot and release the painful spikes that happen one after the other during full heats.
Cole doesn't let Sunny go. He holds her open still, and I get to experience the mind-numbing satisfaction of watching my cum dribble out of her slick pussy.
"Next," is all he says.
Luca and Jess look at each other.
"Please, alpha," Sunny says, reaching forward, but not gesturing to any one of them in particular.
They both scramble to her at once, jockeying for position between her legs.
Luca snarls and pushes Jess against the wall.
As the second most dominant, that was pretty predictable.
Cole chuckles as Luca shucks off his pants and boxers.
"You did that on purpose. You wanted your alphas to fight over you." His thunder of a voice rings out across the room. "The omega is just as bratty as the woman."
Luca slides up between her legs.