Chapter 11 Dax
Her whine had some power behind it, I was willing to admit that. Especially the one she had released when she thought I was leaving. It hit me like a freight train, making my back stand rod-straight. I stopped where I was, turning to see her green eyes boring a hole into me. It was like she was staring into my very soul. Whatever she saw had her soaked, her arousal showing by how it dripped on the floor below her. That was when her perfume hit me. There was none in the air moments before, suddenly I was suffocating in the scent of blood. It made my cock hard—made it throb with the thought of the woman who created it. All I could think about was how good she would taste as I worshipped that sweet pussy. “Don’t go.”
Those two words were like a gut punch. I hesitated too long for her, so she started to move. Her footsteps were barely audible as she ran at me. I spun in place, catching her in my arms when she launched herself at me. She wrapped her legs around my waist, sliding down just enough that her weight caused the button of my jeans to dig into the head of my cock. I slid one of my hands beneath her, cupping her ass and lifting her enough that I could adjust myself. Satisfied, I moved my free hand so I could use both to hold those plump cheeks.
“I suppose that’s her answer.” Cain was standing there with his hands on his hips.
Ayden shook his head, disbelief plain. “Fine, but we don’t leave him alone with her.”
That was the last thing either of them said before they were leading me up the stairs to the nest. Today just seemed to be full of unique experiences. This was the first time I had been in a nest with no intention of killing the omega inside. The only thing on my mind when I walked through that door was taking care of the omega that had wrapped herself around me. The room itself spoke to who this omega was. The walls were painted black, making the room look larger than it was. I liked the way it made the string lights seem to reflect. A massive bed was centered along one of the walls, this was also draped in black blankets. What color there was came from the graphic t-shirts that were strewn about that surface. The back wall was made entirely of windows opening up to a view of Jordan Lake. There was a couch, table, chairs, and a chest in front of that window, making it seem like a nice little sitting area. I suspected that space had other uses, but that was the everyday placement. A door leading to what I presumed was a bathroom was in the back corner.
I started to go to the bed, but Cain stopped me with a hand on my arm. “She likes to use this bed towards the end.”
I nodded as he led me to a corner. Pushing on a picture caused a hidden door to open, this led to a staircase behind the wall. Cain took the front, while Ayden followed behind us. Single file, we climbed the stairs until Cain pulled open a door. Stepping into the room, I realized it smelled much more strongly of Calliope than downstairs had. Calling this room a second bedroom would be a massive understatement. It was a hexagonal space, making it seem very turret-like. Along the walls were custom bookshelves. Each one of them was overflowing with romance books. I scanned along the titles, recognizing a few. In the direct center of the room was a bed that was larger than the one downstairs. This one covered in bedding the color of fresh-spilled blood. The part that I was sure Calliope loved the most was the atrium.
I went to that bed and gently set her down on it. I was taking more care of her than I had any other omega. My reactions to her were starting to make me question everything I knew about myself. She didn’t want to let go of me, but when Cain climbed on the bed behind her, having stripped while I was distracted, she went to him, taking his large cock in her hand and lapping at the head. His head fell back, eyes closing as he released a moan.
“Don’t get distracted.” Ayden snapped his fingers in front of my face. “We need to go over the rules before you climb into bed with my omega.”
“I didn’t know there were rules to fucking.”
I was still watching Calliope as she teased Cain by licking down his length, sucking his balls into her mouth and licking back up the other side. “There are the way she does it.”
“Explain.”
“Don’t you fucking bark at me. And certainly, don’t aim that shit at Calliope.” He was pissed off, but at least he had my undivided attention. Tilting his head, he led me away from the bed to a set of chairs that were set up with a small table between them. They both had a clear view of the bed. Taking our seats, he continued. “There are certain things she’s into.”
“I’m not surprised considering the way you’re cut up, and the slice to her throat. Consensual right?”
“She likes to make people bleed and bleed herself. For the most part if she asks for it, it’s on the table. She’s pretty vocal about what she wants when she’s with someone new.” He sighed adding, “If she isn’t, me or Cain will direct you.”
“Okay.” That seemed pretty standard.
“Have you been through a heat before?”
“I haven’t.”
That made him eye me, disbelief on his face. “How did you make it to forty-five without ever being involved with an omega’s heat?”
“Kind of hard to when most omegas smell revolting to you.”
He laughed then. “I keep forgetting you aren’t—”
I knew what he meant. “So, you’re a cop huh?”
“Not technically. I am employed by the FBI, but not as an agent. I am… for lack of a better word, a hacker.”
“So, a serial killer and someone tasked with helping to hunt them down.”
“Yeah, we make strange bedmates.” Whatever he was going to say was cut off by Calliope whining. “I owe you an explanation, and I promise I will give you one later, but I need to run through the hard limits list. These are an absolute no. You do any of them, and I gut you alive. Clear?”
“Crystal.”
“Great.” He nodded. “No ropes of any kind. No telling her you want to tie her up. No barking at her; I think we covered that one quite well already. Don’t tell her she has no choice in what she does. And under absolutely no circumstances should you ever tell her to present to you. Questions?”
“Not that I can think of.”
He nodded. “Wonderful. Don’t get too mad when we don’t leave you alone with her.”
A moan from the bed brought our attention to what Calliope was doing. It was magnificent watching her writhe on top of Cain, riding him backwards so we could see her face. The sight of her pussy spread as she took him should have been obscene. Instead it was erotic to watch her take her pleasure from the beta while her hands roamed her body. Each pass of her fingers caused another moan to slip from her lips. Her eyes closed, a guttural moan slipping from her lips as she gushed around Cain’s cock. She was devastatingly beautiful as she took her pleasure.
“Is she…?” I didn’t even know how to finish that sentence.
“Using him as a human dildo?” he supplied. When I nodded, he answered that question. “She is. Don’t worry, he likes it.”
“I don’t have that kind of stamina.”
“No one but Cain does.” He seemed more relaxed at that moment than he had since I walked into the house.
My response was cut off by Calliope begging, “I need a knot please, someone.”
Ayden turned to me with mischief in his eyes. “Watch this.”