Chapter 26
Twenty-Six
Vivian
"Eat, babe," Riot demands, slapping Silas' ass.
In the past two days since they made out for the first time, they've become exceptionally comfortable with each other.
Silas grumbles and finally takes his attention off me. I swear he's been counting the number of bites I've taken of my leftover pasta. He's only slightly driving me crazy, but I get it. We're all dealing with the trauma of these past two months in our own ways.
I haven't been out to the garden since my meltdown, even though everyone has assured me it's fixed. There's no sign I lost my shit, but I remember it. It was awful, and I'm not ready to face it yet. I have other things to focus on.
It takes a lot to remind my body and mind that I haven't eaten since eight in the morning. Kade and the others thought it would be good to exercise my ability to separate myself from Riot, which just means Riot will go on as is and I need to work through the differences.
He already ate lunch, and I just started a few minutes ago. I was starving an hour ago, but I'm not anymore, all because my alpha is full from his food. What I'm feeling isn't me.
I've gotten a few hunger cues, but I really have to focus. Which makes this an incredibly stressful event. I feel like I'm overeating, when in reality, my body is begging for food.
Now that Silas is taking care of himself and eating, I relax in my chair at the dining room table. Still, he hovers at the island watching over me, but it feels less suffocating.
At least for a moment.
Riot closes the fridge and saunters behind Silas. His low rumbling purr as he dips his head into our beta's neck sends tingles straight to my core.
A ringing starts in my ears, drowning out Riot's words, but judging by Silas' red cheeks and eyes rolling into the back of his head, they're sexy words. My uterus cramps ever so slightly, and if I weren't working on my awareness, I'd say my stomach was too full.
But no. Riot's tongue flicks out, licking up the side of Silas' throat. My pussy clenches and the cramp twists harder. No, not now!
"Firefly, what's happening?"
Jolting, I realize Riot's standing straight again, holding Silas' hips. My voice is locked away, nerves and pain silencing me.
"I can't smell her. Can you?!" Riot sounds alarmed.
Silas stiffens and starts walking around the counter. The closer he gets, the more the tension in my throat and pussy builds. A low whine breaks free, my omega begging her mates to make it go away.
"We haven't talked about this," Silas murmurs, staying quiet and slow as he approaches me. "Vivian is having a heat spike."
"Shouldn't her scent spike and fill the entire house?" Riot looks worried, making my omega lunge against my ribs. Need to make him feel better.
My breaths see-saw in and out, the pressure of not getting enough oxygen making my chest ache. When Silas crouches next to me and places his hands on my thighs, all my attention snaps to his touch and the thumping of his pulse in his throat.
"Her perfume will spike, but only after we're loving on her. Growing up being told she's a burden has changed some of her biological responses. A heat is an omega's most vulnerable time, and she hates requiring so much effort and time from her mates."
Riot growls, making my nipples tingle with awareness. "The fuck? I think I speak for all four of us when I say we'd kill to dote on her and fuck her for a week straight."
Silas hums, his fingers trailing along the bottom of my shorts. "You're correct. Our woman gets it as soon as we're falling into bed and practically drooling for her. Until then, her body has learned to mute itself so as not to pull us from work too soon or?—"
"Fuck work. Our omega is the most important thing in the fucking world. Show me what you do," Riot demands, standing off to the side with his arms crossed, watching us.
"First, we call the knot bearers," Silas jokes, but now is not the time to tease! "No growling, Omega. Riot really has unlocked your feral gene, huh?"
Realization flickers through his eyes, but I don't care about that right now.
Especially not when his thumb presses against my throbbing clit through the fabric of my shorts.
Pleasure and pure need zip through my veins.
Not a moment later, Kade and Jarek are rushing into the kitchen.
The tension in the air rises, and my eyes burn with tears.
"Effective," Riot mutters, stepping to the side when Jarek crouches beside Silas.
"Hi, Butterfly," Jay coos. His words, paired with the comfort of his bond, send my tears over the edge into a full on sob. My cramps are rising by the second, and I'm swamped with too many feelings to demand a knot right now.
This is my first heat after being in captivity. I haven't given it much thought, but it makes sense that I'm being overrun by all the emotions.
Jarek grabs my wrists gently and pulls them away from my face. I didn't even realize I had buried myself in them. "What are you feeling, baby?"
My throat convulses, and I hiccup. It's irrational, I know I'm safe and loved, but I still glance at Riot before speaking. His tether squeezes my arm and buzzes encouragingly. He's become the reassurance I need that I can be outspoken.
"It's not fair," I whimper. "Everything is a mess. I'm a mess. And now I need your knots. We only just got home, and we had a fight, and—and—and?—"
"Shh, let's get you upstairs," Jarek whispers. He pulls me from the chair and cradles me to his chest. "This could be the perfect timing. It will be good to connect this way again, don't you think? We'll shower you in love and cum as Kade likes to say."
When I peek at a growling Kade, I can't help but giggle. His rumbled warning quickly turns into a purr.
It isn't until I'm being placed in a pile of pillows that I realize I missed the entire trek up to our pack nest.
Worry fills me that Riot didn't come, but he quickly sets me at ease when he teases Kade. "Do you really say that? So cheesy," Riot murmurs under his breath and settles against a body pillow.
Kade drops to his knees beside me and glares at Riot. "Listen...You're asking for my knot in your ass.”
"Sure, sure. My safeword is red, by the way. Green for go. Why don't we work on getting our girl knotted first, though?" Riot winks at me and a full ass smile breaks out on my face. I love him...
Before I can digest the depth of my feelings for my new mate, Kade settles behind me and drags me back into his chest. Sitting between Kade’s thighs I give him my weight. "Spread your legs, Vivian. Let Jay show Riot how you like it. Then when this wave breaks, you can make your new alpha yours."
Slick drips down my ass crack as Jarek peels my shorts away. "Please," I whimper, spreading my legs as far as I can. More. I need everything.
"Good girl," Kade whispers in my ear and nibbles on it.
Jarek wastes no time stuffing me full of two fingers. My scent immediately coats the room in my perfume and lust. The guys all collectively groan, and I can't help but look over at Riot. This is the first time he'll see me this way...wanton, wet, and wanting.
A fierce cramp seizes my breath, and my abs contract in pain. "Shit, okay, Butterfly. This is going to be fast. I don't want you hurting ever again," Jarek rushes out and unsheathes his cock from his jeans.
"She likes to be completely dominated and used," Silas says quietly. "Her safeword is red, and if she can't speak, she will hit one of us as hard as she can. She's never had to do so."
While I appreciate Silas' continued education about my sex life, I need someone to stick their knot in me. Now.
"You either put those teeth away or you use them," Jarek warns me right before he slams his cock into my drenched pussy.
Molten lava swirls low in my belly and my walls grip him like I'm terrified he'll leave. The slow, silky drag of his veins and head through my channel makes me whimper and writhe. Oh, it's so good.
Jarek doesn't leave me much of a choice when he just about pulls all the way out. Lashing out, I use both of my hands to drag him back down and sink my teeth into his shoulder. Only a mating bite will scar, so this one is just for fun and to soothe my hindbrain and drive our pleasure higher. It’ll fade within the next few hours, much to my omega’s dismay.
"You got me," Jarek grunts, palming the back of my head as he ruts into me like a man in love. "My omega."
The grind of his pelvis against my clit hits just right now that we're pressed together. My tongue flicks out to soothe the temporary wound on his shoulder right before I scream out in ecstasy. "ALPHA!"
The moment his knot slots into place, locking us together for the foreseeable future, my eyesight dims but my arms cling tighter. Don't let me go.
"Rest, Butterfly. We're all here with you."
His reassurance and my mates surrounding me, allow me to fall into the deepest sleep I’ve had in a long time.
Jarek was right; connecting physically and giving them my submission is exactly what I needed.