Chapter Thirty-Eight
Fern
The water swirls from the movement of one of their tails. Everything feels so much right now.
“So this is a heat?” I confirm, even as Arch raises my arm and soaps me.
“Yes,” Ben says, gripping my hips where I straddle him. “The original purpose was a time when omegas were fertile.”
“Wait a fucking second,” I say, outraged. “Are you seriously telling me I’ve had my period a week a month for two decades for fucking nothing?”
He cringes, still obviously sensitive to my moods. “Well, we’re really not sure.” He raises a shoulder in a shrug. “Only one year of data and all.”
“Look up, sweetling, I’m going to wash the conditioner out of these gorgeous locks.”
I do and Ben rocks me, my clit pressed to his ridges. I whimper and thrust against him, an orgasm just out of reach.
I whine and suddenly Theo and Arch are touching me.
One slips his tail in my still-wet bottom, one cups a breast, hands hold me firmly but kindly.
Ben dips his head and suckles my nipple into his mouth as Arch purrs.
“That’s perfect, Fern. That seed fever is hard, isn’t it baby? Get what you need, little rebel.”
His words and their gentle hands tip me over as I come again. My entire body tenses and I arch hard, pressing my pussy down on Ben’s ridges.
Fuck, these orgasms during heat are some next level shit.
As I slowly can sense my body again, I’m rotated, laid back in the hot water, as Theo nimbly pulls tangles out of my hair.
Ben’s voice is muffled by the water but I can still hear him. “You’ll soon be insensible again, flower.”
I nod, my entire body sore. I’m not sure if it’s from the battle or the heat. But he’s right, I can feel the growing ache in my abdomen.
“We’ll care for you, Fern,” Arch adds, “We’ll help.”
I sit up slowly to Theo’s adorable noise of displeasure.
I look between them, these hard males, that I had hated so much, and all I see now is comfort and safety. I frown... it still galls me a bit.
“Oh fuck, are you hurting already?” Arch’s voice is near frantic. “Theo, grab a towel. Ben, is the bed remade?”
“I’m fine, I’m fine,” I hurry to reassure him, a smile on my face. Big bad gargoyle Earl, in a tizzy about me.
Theo brings a wide toothed comb over. “May I, Fern?”
I nod, an unusual emotion growing inside me.
“Wait,” Arch says as he slides through the water to me. He grabs my hips and lifts me easily to the edge of the in-ground bathtub. “Hands and knees, my omega, and let me worship you.”
He sits on the bench in the water under me and leans back, head upon the tile, as he tugs me down.
I kneel, my legs hanging over the bath and Arch’s arms wrap around my hips as my legs spread to drop my pussy to his mouth. His arms tug hard and the forcefulness pulls a pleasurable ache through me.
He lips suction around my clit and I squeal, my hands raising off the cold tile as I back onto my knees.
“Oh fuck,” I whisper, my hands landing on my thighs.
Suddenly I buck, pushing my clit further into Arch’s mouth, but two tails work into me. One in my pussy, which makes me whimper and then... one in my bottom. I bite my lip, still unsure how to feel about it.
Honestly, the training they’ve done, or my horniness is... my thoughts trail off, drifting to the concept that they explained... alphas. A special ‘species’ that bring out different aspects of some humans, or gargoyles.
Arch’s tongue works me hard as the tail inside me presses against the internal part of my clit. My hips shake and I moan, needing. Needing... so much. Everything. Harder, more, deeper, faster.
An alpha is meant to protect, give, care. At least, that is what they explained to me. Shouldn't he...
My coherent thoughts trail off as I orgasm, hips rocking to his touch, my whimpers loud in the calm room.
I CAN TELL WHAT IS going on, I think fuzzily, as I’m fed Arch’s cock for a knot in my mouth, as my ass is being stretched in an odd but pleasant way from Ben, who I’m laying upon. Theo kneels over us and fucks me smoothly.
But it’s as if I’m in a haze, and communicating is damn near impossible.
As I taste Arch’s cum, I realize that it doesn’t matter. I trust them fully.
As they trusted me. They let me leave. Fuck, they equipped me and dropped me off to manage when what was important to me. They trusted me to fight against their kind, to stay alive, to even return to them.
And I did. I had planned on it, even before the pain had gotten terrible. I had intended to stay another week or so, to help the rest of our contingent to Raquel’s city, and to return to them. My big grumpy bats. My dangerous males. My... pack, as it turns out.
Their explanation of alphas, betas, and omegas—a previously unknown designation to me—in the bath had shaken me.
But honestly, it made so much sense. So much sense that some gargoyles would be able to.
.. control... manage, some humans with their hormones.
Makes sense that our species are interlinked.
The way some of us have soft spots for them, the way some of us want to lay with them, the way we seem so similar in so, so many ways.
Not least of all... the emotions we seem to share.
I’M SUDDENLY CLEAR again, and in the bath. This time to tails stuffing me as the boys wash me. I whimper, horny as stones.
“C’mere, baby,” Arch mutters, lifting me onto his lap. “Rub that aching little clit against my ridges while I tell you how much I adore you.”
The big sap. I grin and start to ride his lap.
“I love that you tried to kill me. Fuck, that got me so hard, Fern. Your scent is indescribable and I want nothing more than to coat myself in it all day every day, so every alpha I meet knows I’m yours.
Those big brown eyes of yours.” He gasps, gripping my hips harder.
“This wet, needy cunt. How brilliant you are. Your spirit, your fire. You, my little rebel.”
And before I can even get off, Arch’s body tenses, his cock shooting his seed into the bath. I ride him harder, his huge dick pressed to his stomach between us and then I’m finishing, hard, harder as the tails inside me thrust pleasantly.
I lay my head on his cool shoulder as he kisses my neck. “I love you Fern. Fuck, I love you so much. Please, stay with us,” he whispers, voice broken.
I slowly lean back. I wince, the pain growing in my belly. His eyes immediately flash to worried.
“You’d let me leave? When my heat is over?” I ask, voice flat.
A tiny growl escapes Theo and I can sense Ben freeze.
Arch’s eyebrows pull down even as his tail wraps around my back and pulls me tighter to his body.
“Yes. We would, Fern. For an omega as spirited and courageous as you, must not be caged. But we’d always be here for you, ready for you to return, even to give us crumbs before leaving again.
We’re yours, don’t you see? An omega doesn’t belong to their alphas. The alphas belong to their omega.”
My eyes fill with tears and the pain inside me grows.
“It’s almost over, flower,” Ben’s voice is pained and his hand lands upon my back, the cool touch soothing. “I think this will be the last round, omega.”
“I couldn’t leave you. I’ll find a way to stay,” I whisper just before my muscles tighten and I lose myself again.
I AWAKE TO DIM EVENING light filtering in the windows. I’m laying across Arch’s chest and I turn my face into him to inhale his spicy cinnamon and forest.
I hear bumping and I turn to look, even as Arch starts to stroke my hair.
Ben and Theo are moving a dresser. I sit up slowly.
“What are you two doing?” I ask, befuddled. Not sure if it's the rather unusual wake-up activities or leftover from the heat.
“Moving Arch’s things to his office. And his office stuff downstairs,” Theo answers even as his tail snaps out and grabs a medal sitting on the side table.
“But...why...?”
“So we can make you a proper room and nest, omega,” Arch rumbles quietly, a thread of nervousness in his voice.
I turn and kiss his hard chest and I see tiny bumps break out across his flesh. Hmm, I didn’t know they could have goosebumps.
“I get the biggest room?” I ask, smug.
“Indeed. And we’ll take you shopping at a textiles shop to pick out blankets and pillows for your nest.” He pauses, his face starting to relax, “So your next heat is more comfortable.”
“Ughhhh,” I grumble, “When is that?”
Ben calls from the hallway, “About six months, we believe.”
Arch tilts my chin upward and kisses me delicately. I smile, eyes closed, enjoying his touch. “Unless we’ve given you a wingling,” he whispers.
I freeze, completely unsure about this idea. I had never intended to reproduce, considering how dangerous my life was, how unstable things were. Are.
But now... it’s different.
I look to Ben as he enters the room. “So... uh... how do human hormonal suppressants work on omegas?”
He gives me a stern look. “And why would my omega ask that?”
I clear my throat. “Mighta gotten some before the bridal selection...”
He makes an unimpressed noise. “If you weren’t still recovering from your heat, I might have to put you ass-up over my knee for a good, hard, embarrassing spanking and tail-fucking until you came all over my leg.”
I smile, “Well, luckily, I am still recovering.”
Theo and Ben curl up on either side of Arch and me.
Tails touch me and my eyes close in pleasure. My muscles relax even more, my alphas touch and pheromones easing me.
I drift off, warm and happy, and all concerns drained.