Chapter 3 Calliope
It always took me a minute to remember where I was when I woke up in my nest. That was what happened when your first love ended up nearly beating you to death in one. That was the least of what he had done to me in that nest. He was good, I’ll give him that. Had me buying the loving alpha act. But there was always an undercurrent that I had ignored. Until I couldn’t.
That day was the day I had woken up tied to the bed while he allowed his alpha friends to take turns with me. When it was done, he had knotted and bonded me. My skin itched at the memory. I wanted to curl into a ball and cry. It made me reach for the person in bed with me. The wood smoke scent made my head spin, making me want to curl around him. He pulled me into his arms, his head coming down to press gentle kisses to my forehead. Slowly, I came to, feeling arms around me from both directions and knew that I was safe.
Ayden, my alpha with his wood smoke scent, and Cain my beta smelling like good bud. I forced my panic down, realizing that I was okay. PTSD was a bitch.
Ayden had shown up as I was working to dismember his body after the horrific ordeal had gone down.
He hadn’t judged me, hadn’t called the cops. All he had done was look at me and ask how he could help. I had nearly fallen in love with him right there and then. That was when Cain walked in. They were both devastatingly handsome. Ayden was tall with pale hair and skin, and when his scent hit me—I nearly went into heat right there. The scent of burning pine wood reminded me of the campfires that I had experienced as a child. Cain was completely different, shorter than Ayden, darker blonde hair, and light tan skin. Cain smelled like he had just smoked a blunt at all times. It made my mouth water. They both smelled like home.
Letting them help me dispose of my former alpha’s body was the best decision I had ever made. We had become inseparable from then on. Ayden was a hacker, and yes, that was his job title. He worked for the FBI as a hacker. It was his job to get into omega trafficking rings online and shut them down. He was also a technical analyst for the Behavioral Sciences Unit. Taking down one of the trafficking rings was how he had found me. The bastard alpha had listed me for sale on some deep web site. Cain worked as a CIA agent, head of a taskforce in charge of taking down omega trafficking rings worldwide. All of that was just a really fancy way of saying he was an assassin that was in charge of a lot of working parts. How he got his jobs, I didn’t know, but I did know he liked to watch me work. Loved to watch as alphas bled beneath the custom titanium claws, he’d commissioned for me.
I buried my face in Ayden’s chest, wishing that I could bathe in his scent. “Needy omega.” The rumble of his voice vibrated against my ear.
An inhale from behind me told me that Cain was awake. “It’s her heat.”
That pulled my attention away from thoughts of my next target. “It can’t be, I was just in heat…”
Ayden rolled over and pulled his phone from the table. I watched as he scrolled through apps until he found the right one. Turning the phone towards me, I could see he had opened the heat tracker he preferred. “Says here it’s been eleven and a half weeks.”
I snatched the phone from him. “It can’t be.” I scrolled back and saw that I really was that regular. Every ninety days, like clockwork.
My thyroid didn’t function correctly, so my doctor had put me on hormone therapy to control it. Those hormones had wreaked havoc on my heats. I went a whole year without a single one and then had two in a few weeks’ time. That had been a rough month. I had just hit three years since I started that therapy. It had been hard there for a while, and I still wasn’t completely convinced that Ayden and Cain weren’t going to leave me. But I was regular. Well, as regular as someone could be. That would certainly make things easier for all of us. It also explained why I’d been so cranky. The last kill had been particularly vicious.
“Your perfume only comes in when you’re thinking about fucking or killing. Which one is it?” Cain asked.
“I perfume for you and Ayden all the time.”
Ayden brought his hand down to tease my nipple through the shirt I wore. Fingers moving, he pulled on it just enough that I moaned for him. I started to speak, but his free hand on my throat stopped me. He squeezed just enough that I struggled to breathe as he moved to the other peak. I was using what air I could get to moan for him. Cain pushed against me, his hand moving to slide my thong out of the way. The head of his cock slipped between my lips, teasing my pussy. I was already wet for him, my slick making his cock slide easily.
“Does my little cum whore of an omega want her beta’s cock?” Ayden had mischief in his eyes when he asked me that. I tried to respond, but his hand at my throat stopped me. “Oh, poor little omega doesn’t have her voice, what a shame.”
“Let her speak, I want to hear her beg.” Cain knew exactly how to make me do what he wanted.
Ayden looked down at me and I thought for a moment he wouldn’t let me have a say. That would be a first, and not completely unwelcome. I always needed them. I glued myself to their sides whenever I could. They were my everything.
It had been a rough start, we fought constantly. It wasn’t a relationship; it was a battleground. You couldn’t put three people prone to violence in the same house—the same bed—and expect everything to go smoothly. And it most certainly wasn’t for us. When I wasn’t clinging to Cain like he was my salvation, I was trying to kill Ayden. I hated having such a dominant pig-headed alpha in my space and I made it known at the end of a blade.
That was until my first heat with us together. Cain was out of town doing a job and left Ayden at home with me. He had been making a nuisance of himself all day while I tried to reorganize the entire house. I was in my library, changing the system for my books for the tenth time, when he came in. One moment, I had my favorite stalker romance in my hand and the next I was throwing a blade at him as he approached me from behind. I would never forget the way he caught the knife as it sailed past his head. Snatching the blade out of the air and moving across the room, he boxed me in with my back to the shelves. My face matched the red of the text on the cover of my book when I perfumed for him. He was so calm when he realized that I was in heat. All of the tension between us disappeared in that moment. Fear I didn’t realize I had been holding on to and hope he hadn’t wanted to express all came to the surface. He took care of me for that week while Cain was away. Never leaving my side. I had overheard how relieved he had been when Cain returned. Ayden made him swear he would never leave during my heat again.
“Do what you want to me, my alpha.” He reacted like I had slapped him when I claimed him. It was the first time that I had ever done that. Five years. We had been together five years. Ayden had done everything to take care of me. Working through my trauma bit by bit and reclaiming all the fucked-up things my former alpha had done. There were only so many things left. I knew which one that I needed now. “My only request is that it ends with your mark on my throat.”
“Thank fuck,” Cain gasped behind me. The head of his cock started to push inside me. I couldn’t stop myself from pushing back against him until he was buried.
“Fuck, baby,” I moaned for him.
“Not yet.” Ayden stopped him with a hand on his hip. He watched me until my vision cleared, I saw his startling blue eyes looking at me. Studying me. “Are you sure?”
That, right there, was why I wanted his mark. He knew how much my choice meant in this. My last alpha had forced his bite on me. In the middle of my heat. I had never even moved my head, no baring of my throat for him. So, unlike what I did at that moment. My head tilted away from Ayden, offering him that column of muscle. His eyes flicked down to the mark that was already there. We had briefly talked about it before. I had told him, when I was ready, I wanted him to cover that ugly scar.
There was nothing that I wouldn’t do to have him as mine. Ayden’s eyes shifted between me and Cain. The beta fucked me with small circles of his hips. A hand moved along my waist, using the nails to tease me. It had its desired effect, and I pushed back against him. I needed every inch of that thick cock. He seemed to read my mind, reaching down, and moving my leg so it laid bent on the bed in front of me. Pushing that last bit of him into me, his balls came to rest snug against my pussy.
“That’s what my omega wanted, isn’t it?” Cain’s voice made me tighten around him. He laughed as he continued, “Guess that answers that question.”
The hand that was on my hip moved until it found that sensitive nub. Fuck, his hand was huge, I always forgot how big it was until he did something like that. His nail ran along my clit, pushing back my hood as he went. I took a deep breath to release a whine, but my breathing was cut off by Ayden’s hand wrapping around my throat.
“Does my little omega cumslut like being used by our beta?” I loved it when he used that tone with me. I nodded and a grin crossed his face, letting me know I had pleased him. His purr made me shiver. “Good girl.”
Cain had taken my distraction as an opportunity to flick that cluster of nerves. It made me push back against him. He timed the torturous movements of his fingers as he rubbed me to the pace of his thrusts. He was teasing me, keeping me just on the edge of orgasm. His hand moved and he dipped two fingers inside me, stretching me more for him to watch. He had me spread wide, pulling my leg up so he had a clearer view reflected back at us from the mirror across the room. His thumb moved in maddeningly slow flicks, making me fuck myself on him. Spots clouded my vision and I thought for a moment that Ayden had finally snapped, and I was about to die. The far-off look in his eyes just turned me on more. I gushed for him at that moment, the not knowing making me soak the bed.
“Fuck, you’re so beautiful.” He finally released me, and I took a few breaths before my vision came back.
“You really liked that didn’t you, omega girl?” Cain teased me. “I can tell by the way you clamped down on me like a vise. Almost popped me out at one point there.”
I was still riding the sharp edge of my orgasm. They spoke above me like I wasn’t even there. Like I was their property, and in that moment, I was.
They had particular tastes. No omega wanted to be a man’s fuck toy. To be used for their men’s pleasure with no account for what they wanted. No omega wanted to not have a choice. No omega but me. For me, this was a dream come true. I rarely went to sleep without one of them inside me. Waking up not in the same situation was also rare. Being at their sexual beck and call made my heart sing.
“How close are you?” Ayden’s voice brought me out of the fantasy while Cain pounded into me, and I released something close to a moan.
“Close.”
I looked up at Ayden and made the first request I had ever asked of him in bed. “Mark Cain first.”
He gave me a glare that normally would have made me drop my gaze. Instead, I held it with a challenge in my eyes. His growl made me moan, nearly closing my eyes as my walls tightened around our beta. It took everything I had to hold that challenge. Not to submit like the good omega I was. Truth was, I was tired of being good for them. I wanted to be bad.
I watched as the irritation in Ayden’s emerald gaze shifted until the smile spread across his face. “Seems our little cumslut has remembered she has claws.”
“Yeah, and I’ll use them to bleed you out with your knot buried inside me.”
He produced a knife out of nowhere. The curved blade off the karambit shone in the morning light. I blinked and felt the cold metal pressed against my throat. “You know how often I’ve fantasized about watching you bleed while on top of me?”
I pushed into the knife, not deep enough to harm myself but enough so he could watch ruby drops slide along the length of metal. He pulled the blade back, staring into my soul as he brought it up to his lips. His tongue darted out as his eyes rolled back into his head. That vision of a man losing control made me clench around Cain.
“Fuck, she’s so tight it hurts.” Cain’s voice was nearly a growl. “It’s going to make me cum.”
Ayden shot me a wink and moved at a speed I wouldn’t have thought possible. He was behind Cain. I watched in the full-length mirror as he fisted the beta’s hair. There was a look of ecstasy on the beta’s face. I had learned long ago that Cain was a pain slut. He loved every second of my intense orgasms. Each moment of pain made him fuck me harder, his hands were on my hips, when he got like this, he didn’t touch me as much. He was terrified of hurting me. The slap of flesh as he pounded into me matched the moans that we were releasing. I needed this. Needed to have him fill me while Ayden buried his teeth in his throat.
Ayden’s tongue darted out, licking along the length of Cain’s neck and nipping occasionally. He was edging our beta. Cain wanted Ayden’s bite, but he was punishing me, and loving Cain at the same time.
“Please, Alpha.” Cain was breathless as he begged.
Ayden caught my eyes in the mirror, staring into my soul as he spoke. “You had better be a good boy and fill our omega with cum as I bite you.”
It was a challenge that flipped a switch in Cain’s head. If I thought he was fucking me before, I was mistaken. His hips pistoned, slamming that thick cock into me. I came more times than I could count as I watched Ayden with his teeth buried in Cain’s throat. Cain flooded me more by the second as he rode out the settling of the bond while his cock was throbbing. Cain’s eyes were closed, his head resting against my shoulder as his lips moved against my skin. Tongue darting out to tease a spot on my shoulder, I shivered for him when he took that mound of muscle into his mouth, teeth biting down as his tongue teased the flesh. Pleasure shot through me as I squirted around his cock.
His teeth in my skin were all I craved at that moment, and he knew it. The pain made me cum again, soaking his cock where it was still buried inside me. My eyes flew open, and I caught Ayden’s gaze in the mirror again. He was lavishing the mark he had left with his tongue, healing it with each swipe. That image was too much for me. I came so hard Cain popped out of me. Rolling face down, I struggled to catch my breath.
“You didn’t think I was done with you, did you?” Ayden’s voice rumbled in my ear as he pressed his weight on top of me.
I could feel the head of his cock pushing against me. God, I wanted it so bad. He struggled for a moment to get a good angle before wrapping one arm around my waist. I could feel his strength the moment he lifted me, reaching for a pillow with his free hand. Sliding that pillow beneath me, I collapsed onto it. The head of his length teased my hole, and I already knew the angle was better. A sharp pain in one of my cheeks made me moan, and he took that as an invitation.
Pushing inside me at the exact moment I relaxed, he was knot deep before I could take a breath. His weight shifted so he was putting all of it on top of me. That thick cock slamming into me, knot starting to stretch me with each stroke. Hips slamming me into that pillow. He was rough with me, taking what he wanted while wringing every bit of pleasure from my body that he could. “Take that alpha cock like a good omega.”
“Please.” I didn’t know exactly what I wanted but I knew it revolved around him.
He moved his head until he was next to my ear. Slamming his hand down on my cheek, before doing the same to the other side. I loved every second of my rough alpha using me. His growl made me clench around him. “Not so bratty anymore, are you?”
My response was stolen from me by him slamming into me. The groan I released as his knot started to stretch me would have sounded like one of pain. But it was clear from the way I flooded that I loved every second of it. I needed more. “Knot me please, Alpha.”
Each stroke of his cock stretched me around him. His knot was huge, the size of a softball. He knew me so well. Knew that I loved it when he took his time knotting me. When he teased me with that swell. That stretch as he moved his thick knot through my pussy, slowly opening me with every movement. I loved that feeling of being so full. Everything about Ayden’s cock was huge. “You want your alpha’s knot?”
“You’re not my alpha.” As I said it, my head was already moving to the side, baring my throat for him. For his mark, his bite.
“Your words say one thing, but your body says another.” He was nearly inside me. The thickest part of him stretching me until I was whimpering for him. It was pure need. I liked pain, but I liked it with pleasure. The pain enhanced it, making me scream for him. I needed it now more than ever. I wouldn’t be satisfied until he knotted and bonded me. “I could make you mine and you wouldn’t even protest, would you?”
“Please, Alpha.”
His laugh made chills run down my spine, it should have been terrifying, but with his cock buried inside me, I loved it. “Take that knot like the good girl I know you are.”
That was the last thing he said before he slipped all the way inside me. The stretch always brought me to the razors edge of pain and pleasure. My scream was muffled by Ayden’s hand on my head, pushing my face into a pillow. He held me there as he pulled my head to the side. Baring my throat that held the mark of my former alpha.
He leaned down and lapped across the scar. I was lucky the mark was small enough that Ayden could easily cover it. I had a moment of panic as I was thrown into the past. The feeling of his weight on top of me made me shake, his knot inside me a near-painful reminder of what had happened. I whimpered, and that was enough for Ayden. His tongue made gentle swirls on my throat as his hand snaked around and moved on my clit. He stroked me until I relaxed for him. He pulled back enough to whisper. “I’m here, my love, I’m not going anywhere.”
Ayden had a way of reclaiming my trauma. I reminded myself that I had asked for this. I relaxed in steps until I was laying beneath Ayden, docile. “I’m okay”
“Do you still want my mark?”
He was holding himself back from me. I hated that. I wanted his bond more than anything right now. “Mark me, Alpha.”
That was what he had been waiting for. His teeth moved against my skin again until he lined them up with the scar that was there. I took a deep breath preparing myself for the overwhelming pain. But that didn’t come. Instead, I was swept away in a wave of pleasure. My head swam with the feeling. It felt like I was fucking myself. Like the knot buried inside me was my own. His cock throbbing made me come around him, our orgasms fed off that moment, making me squeeze Ayden’s cock as I screamed into the pillow. That made me come again, soaking the pillow I was laying on.
That was enough to trigger Ayden’s orgasm. He exploded inside me, filling me even more than I had been. It was like an unending circuit. All I could feel was him coming, feeling like I was filling myself. Ayden moved, slowly rolling us to the side as he released my skin. I was bleeding just a little, I could feel it dripping down my throat, mixing with the blood that had already dried. He lapped at the mark, making me clench around him until I was whimpering. It was all too much. The pain wasn’t pleasurable anymore. It just hurt.
“I know, baby. I just need to heal your bond mark, and we can relax and cuddle.” He was purring as he said it. That was when I realized what was happening. He could feel my distress, the pain I was feeling as he lapped at his mark. I was at war with myself, as tight as I was around him it hurt so much but the pleasure from him taking care of me made me weak.
When he was done, I looked up at Cain where he had been watching us. That made it so much hotter. I loved these men so much. Sleep started to claim me when Cain leaned down and brushed a kiss across my forehead.