33. CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO
“Is this going to be weird for you?” Ciara asked as her lips sought mine out, her hands already pushing up underneath my shirt.
The other three people in the room were slowly undressing, almost shyly as they glanced over at Ciara and me.
“I’ve seen all of your bits at least once,” I said to them, trying to alleviate some of the awkwardness of what we were about to do. “During Artie’s heat, remember?”
I’d been the waterboy for most of that, making sure that the three alphas didn’t shrivel up like raisins while they helped Artie ride out his heat.
Even then, I’d understood that this was my pack—even if Artie and I didn’t have an inkling of a romantic interest in each other—and that seeing each other naked or in intimate acts would become commonplace eventually.
But now that it was here, I found myself feeling a bit out of my element as the men tugged their shirts over their heads and I watched Leith dip low to capture Artie’s mouth with his own.
My mouth dried up a little bit. I’d never done anything like this before and it was making me feel, well, kind of vanilla.
Ciara’s hands gently gripped my face and she pulled my face to hers, blocking my view of the trio just behind her.
“Just look at me,” she told me breathlessly, her light brown eyes locked on mine.
I melted, pushing away all of my anxieties as I pulled her into my lap. “I’m always looking at you.”
“Good.” Ciara’s lips tilted up into a playful smile. “As you should.”
Then her fingers closed around the hem of my shirt and pulled it up over my head. Her eyes and fingers tracing the lines of my torso with pleasure before they landed on the waistband of my sweatpants.
“Are you ready?” she asked, nodding at my bottoms. “Last chance to back out, handsome.”
Swallowing hard, I chanced a glance at the three men who were already in their own world completely in the nude.
“I’ll get these off,” I finally managed, nearly careening off of the bed as I pushed them down and off of my legs. “But now you’re the one who’s overdressed.”
Ciara was the only one in the bed still dressed in her little sleep shorts and my oversized sweatshirt that she seemed to wear more often than I did these days. Not that I minded, Ciara looked infinitely better in it than I did and I liked the way her cinnamon scent lingered whenever she gave it back to me.
I watched as she undressed, dropping each article of clothing over the side of the nest until she was naked too.
She grinned at me, her smile twitching as Artie’s hand smoothed up her bare back and she turned to give his palm a kiss. In my overheated brain it was like she was preparing the area for my bite.
Crooking a finger at me, Ciara beckoned me over. “Come over here and let me take care of you.”
Sucking in a deep breath that was a heady mix of all of my pack’s scents, I crawled across the nest to her and our mouths met hungrily once more.
Ciara didn’t give me any time to get into my head, one of her hands gripping my cock tightly as she stroked it to life in the way only she could.
“Lie back,” she instructed gently, her pupils blown as she pushed me down into the fluffy pillows of the nest.
Her mouth was warm and wet as she devoured me, her tongue sliding along the underside of my cock and making my hips jump.
The new position left my field of vision clear and I realized that we had an audience now.
Enzo and Leith were watching us as they toyed with Artie, causing the omega to let out a moan that filled the previously quiet space.
Ciara seemed to feel their stares because she lifted her hips up into the air in a silent invitation as she took me deeper into her throat.
I wasn’t sure which one of the three did it, but someone must have slid a finger inside of her pussy because she let out a squeal that vibrated through my entire cock and nearly made me come on the spot.
Ciara lifted her face away from me and turned to glare at the men behind her. “I don’t know who that was, but did you have to start with two?”
“Sorry, I couldn’t resist,” came Artie’s strangled response as Enzo did something behind him. It took me a moment to realize that the alpha had slid inside of the omega’s ass, making it hard for him to talk.
With a playful roll of her eyes Ciara returned to the task at hand: me.
“Do you want to come first?” she asked, jacking her hand roughly up and down my wet cock, her eyes finding my face.
I shook my head hard. “No, I want to be inside of you.”
My voice sounded whiny even to my own ears and it made Ciara’s smile turn mischievous. “Should I tease him a bit more, boys?”
She’d drawn them completely into what we were doing and it was almost seamless, like we’d all been fucking in this nest for years.
“I say put him out of his misery,” Enzo called through clenched teeth as the sound of flesh slapping flesh filled the air.
Leith, who’d sat up to plug Artie’s mouth with his cock shrugged. “I don’t know, mo ròs, you’ve tortured the rest of us for much less.”
“Yes, but you’re all naughty,” Ciara said, straddling my hips and bringing the head of my cock to her tight entrance. “And Wiz is always my good boy, aren’t you?”
I shuddered at the praise that she was raining down on me and nodded silently, wanting nothing more than for her to slide down on my cock and make me see stars.
Then, as the head of it slipped just inside, she lifted her hips.
A strangled noise of frustration left me as I reached for her.
Ciara leaned out of my reach, a cheeky smile on her face. “Aren’t you my good boy, Jae-Sun?”
The use of my birth name sent a skitter of anticipation down my spine. Ciara only used it when she was serious about something, and in this case, it was my response to her question.
“I’m your best boy,” I finally managed and moaned as Ciara bore down on my length and slid home, her full lips opening in a low rasp as she hilted herself right down to my knot.
“That’s what I thought, handsome.” Her fingers splayed across my chest, right over my thundering heartbeat.
“Jesus, Ciara,” I heard Leith mutter, his eyes wide as he watched her dominate me so completely—just the way I liked it. “You’re like a secret dominatrix. I’m half expecting you to whip out the strap-on in a moment.”
The visual his words conjured made my hips jerk up resulting in delicious friction from where we were connected.
“I’ve already asked him about that,” Ciara said, her words breathy. “He was playing with my ass the other night and I told him that he could only do it if I got to do the same, and what did you say, Wiz?”
Before I could answer, Ciara swooped down and kissed me, her tongue sliding into my mouth in a dizzying dance.
“I said,” I finally managed dazedly when we broke apart and she began to roll her hips in an almost maddeningly slow manner. “That I’m up for it.”
Truthfully, if it was Ciara asking, I would try anything.
“Next time,” she promised before glancing over at the trio that seemed to be stuck between doing their own thing and watching us with intent eyes. “And would any of you three be interested as well?”
Artie, despite a mouthful of Leith’s cock, made a noise and waved a hand wildly.
“Focus on the task at hand, mo leannan,” Leith scolded him gently before shoving his length deeper down the omega’s throat.
This was nothing like I’d ever experienced before and I was lost to it for a bit as my fingers dug into the smooth skin of Ciara’s thighs as she began to ride me.
Her chin lifted into the air and her eyes fluttered shut as the vice grip of muscles that made up her lock worked my cock like a tight fist.
I was so close that I could feel the tingle of an orgasm crawling up my body, starting at my toes and working up my ankles, calves, and thighs like a current of electricity until it centered right on my cock.
“Ciara—gorgeous—I think I’m going to come,” I managed, my expression twisting with the effort it was taking for me to hang on to my sanity.
Ciara stilled and I nearly wept with frustration as the feeling seemed to hover over me and the need to be satisfied was overwhelming.
“Not so fast, handsome,” she cooed before reaching over to Artie and snagging one of his hands. “Is he close?”
“Enough,” Enzo said with a grunt. “Leith? What do you think?”
“For a bite? Yes, though he’s getting a bit lazy down here,” Leith teased, rubbing a thumb down the side of Artie’s face and grinning as the omega glared up at him. I don’t know what he did with his mouth next, but Leith’s purr told me it must have been good.
Ciara nodded and brought the hand to my mouth. “Bite when you come, Wiz, and make sure to keep biting until you feel a click.”
I frowned, confused. “What sort of click?”
“You’ll know it when you feel it,” Ciara said mysteriously before resuming the roll of her hips, and just like that, I was close again as she clenched around me.
The muffled noises next to me started to get louder and a sense of urgency filled me as I finally let myself go and came with a grunt before opening my mouth and biting down on the fleshy part of Artie’s palm, just next to his thumb.
At first, I felt nothing.
Had Artie’s research been wrong? Did there actually need to be some sort of romantic inclination? Or were we supposed to be the ones having sex? If that was the case, I didn’t need to bond that badly.
My mind hurried to shut that theory down, though, because many an omega had been forcibly bonded without romance or sex.
I was so busy overthinking everything, that I didn’t realize that I was no longer alone in my thoughts.
Like flames lighting up in the darkness, Artie, Leith, Enzo, and finally Ciara lit up in our newly formed bond.
Artie’s mouth had come off of Leith’s cock at some point and he was gasping with a mixture of pain, pleasure, and surprise. “That is so odd.”
“What is?” Ciara asked, clutching so tightly around me that it was clear that she’d also come while I’d been stuck in my head.
“It’s like the bond is a circuit that’s finally closed off. I can pick apart all of your emotions without much trouble… and it feels nice I suppose.”
“It’s balance,” Leith said sagely as he reached over and gave my shoulder a pat. “We might not have known it, but it turns out we needed this one in our bond after all.”
I mumbled something around Artie’s palm, my tongue licking the fresh wound.
“What was that? Don’t talk with your mouth full,” Ciara joked, her hands sliding slowly up my chest as she stretched like a pleased cat.
Waiting a beat to make sure the bond wasn’t going to magically disappear if I released my bite, I gently pulled my teeth out of Artie’s flesh and examined the mark before repeating myself.
“How do you figure out what your emotions are and what are everyone else’s?”
It was a confusing tornado of pleasure and I wasn’t quite sure where mine ended and theirs began.
“Leith can tell you all about that,” Ciara flopped down onto my chest with a yawn, her eyes already fluttering shut. “Just like he did for me.”
“It’s not hard, Wiz, just…”
He began to explain how to imagine everyone as a color to me, but Ciara’s warm dead weight was making it really hard for me to concentrate.
The last thing I remembered before dropping off to sleep was someone pulling a blanket over us and wishing us a good night.