Chapter Fifteen
Harper
I didn’t know what I was saying. Or rather, I knew but didn’t want to say it.
To need it. These three alphas were exciting to me, but I did not want to want them.
Feverish, trembling, and frantic, I had to deal with it in some way.
I’d sworn to myself that if I ever had another heat, if I was unable to suppress it, I would lock myself away and take sedatives until it passed.
But with these three alphas right here and willing, I didn’t have the strength to do that.
Their scents wrapped around me, intensifying the agony of the heat while at the same time offering a solution.
I shouldn’t let them. It would be leading them on when I knew I had no intention of making it more than this one time.
And they’d removed any chances of my being filmed.
Not that I thought they’d do it, but once burned, forever extra careful.
But they all smelled so good and their voices were so deep and enticing. When they laid a hand on me, the place they touched flamed. I couldn’t walk away, no matter how much I told myself I should. Instead, I allowed them to deal with the heat. My mind was fogging quickly.
They undressed me, slowly, carefully, until I shrieked with impatience and shredded away the last of my garments. Then I reached for theirs, and tore at them, snarling.
“Shh.” Miles grabbed my arms and pinned me against him. “We’ve got you. Let us take care of you. We’ll make it all better.”
I struggled, but he was implacable, refusing to let me move while Rowan and Lev got naked. Then he passed me to Lev and undressed. Although I was struggling, they managed to get me on the bed, on my back.
“We’d love to spend hours on foreplay, omega,” Rowan said, near my ear, “but your pain comes first.”
“All of me hurts. Fix it. Please.”
“We’ve got you.” Lev settled on my other side, and he and Rowan caressed me, kissing my face and throat and breasts while Miles knelt between my legs and lifted them over his shoulders.
His first lick sent fire all over me; the second slammed me into an orgasm that went on and on, while he found my clitoris and circled it with his tongue before drawing it into his mouth.
This never happened to me before. Nobody had ever…
but it wasn’t enough. I was empty inside. “Alpha, I need you.”
Miles rose up and shifted, knowing without more words what I asked.
He fitted his cock to my entrance and drove inside, while I writhed and whimpered and cried out.
My heat would seem to have caught them all as they grew fiercer, Rowan straddling my shoulders and tapping my lips with his cockhead until I opened my mouth and let him feed it to me.
While Miles thrust harder and faster, Rowan’s cock touched the back of my throat, only there a moment before his cum poured into me, the salty, sharp taste driving me even wilder. Miles came then, hot surges of cum his knot swelled and held inside.
That was the last time I held enough awareness to know who was inside me when and who was fucking my mouth. Whose knot bound me to whom and who licked and bit my nipples.
Each time I came again, I had a second or two of relief before the heat surged back again, stronger, leaving me burning up, shivering with cold, and the pain…
After they came, the heat brought them right back again, with none of the breaks a male usually needed, but as long as I suffered, they did just what they said and took good care of me, long into the night.
I’d never felt this way before. Even through the brain fog, I knew that much.
And I reached out to them, needing them all over again, begging for more.
At one point, there were two of them inside me, something else I’d never done before, stretched to the breaking point and screaming in pain and pleasure.
Until, finally, with no strength left, I reached for all of them and pulled them close, needing them with me, needing to feel their skin, to smell their scents.
As I fell asleep, I had a vague thought that the bedding would have to be replaced, maybe even the bed.
And I had no idea how long we’d been at it.
But the pain changed from excruciating to the kind a person experienced after too much exercise. A pleasant ache. As consciousness left me, I prayed that the heat was over and would not come back again.
It might kill us all.