Chapter Five
T he next morning, I wake up earlier than usual with excitement rushing through me. Today, I’ll get to see the guys again. But first, I have to make sure the house is ready.
I start with the bedroom, changing the sheets to my favorite lilac-colored sheets. I also make sure there are a few spare sets in the closet, just in case we need to change them during my heat. I cleaned the bathroom the day before, and I know there are plenty of clean towels in there.
I’ve been learning about what to expect during my heat since I was fourteen, and yet, I feel completely unprepared. Not to mention a little out of control—something that I can’t stand. I know the heat is already riding me, making me feel uncomfortable in my skin. It makes me wonder what it’ll be like tomorrow when it fully kicks in .
We’re far from the only species who have to deal with heats—some even have to deal with them monthly. I can’t imagine having to deal with this more than once a year. I’ve also heard that some species create a nest to spend their heat in, another thing I’m grateful I don’t have to deal with. All I have to do is make sure there are clean sheets on my bed and that the fridge is fully stocked—both of which I’m happy to say have already been taken care of.
Giving my room one last glance, I’m glad that I splurged on the California King. It’s really too big for just me, but I feel it’ll still be too small for the five of us. But we’ll make do, I’m sure.
A shiver runs through my body when I realize how little sleep we’ll be getting over the next few days—or at least that’s what I’ve been taught. Nerves send my stomach aflutter, and I press a hand to it as I try to calm down.
I head to the kitchen, making sure to clean it thoroughly before moving into the living room. It’s not like either room is especially dirty. I just need something to keep my mind off the guys and the fact that I’m waiting for them to arrive.
When I woke up this morning, there had been a bunch of texts in the group chat. The most important one had been from Carter, telling me they’d be here around noon.
A glance at the clock shows me they’ll be here any minute now.
With nothing left to clean, I grab a book to curl up on the couch, but the words seem to swim in front of me. I guess that’s another thing that the heat has taken from me. I can’t even freaking read. Great.
I jump when the doorbell rings, my nerves getting the better of me. I hurry over to the door because even though I’m nervous, I can’t wait to see them again. In my excitement, I throw the door open a little too hard and it bounces off the wall.
I wince, grinning as I shrug my shoulders. “Oops?”
“Glad I’m not the only one excited.” Aidan grins, sweeping into the house and lifting me in his arms. I wrap my legs around him as his lips descend on mine. My eyes fall shut as my back hits the wall, Aidan’s hands running over my body as he devours my mouth.
“Really, Aidan?” Oliver laughs. “How about you let the rest of us say hello and get a tour of the house before jumping her? ”
“Fine.” Aidan pouts, setting me on the floor, and I can’t help but laugh at him. He just looks so put out.
Oliver pulls me away from Aidan and gives me a quick kiss before passing me to Carter. Carter doesn’t kiss me right away, spinning me in his arms so my back is to his chest and I’m facing Ty.
“Go on, Ty,” Carter urges him.
Ty hesitates for a moment before pressing to my front and kissing me. Unlike our first kiss, this one is slower—sweeter. Carter noses at my neck, biting down slightly and making me gasp.
Ty is grinning when he steps back, and Carter swoops in to kiss me, never pulling away from my back.
“So, how about that tour?” Oliver asks, interrupting my kiss with Carter.
This time, it’s my turn to pout as Carter breaks away from me, causing all four men to laugh. I glare, biting on my lip as I try to keep myself from laughing with them, but I can’t keep it in, throwing my head back as I laugh.
We take a quick tour of the house, pointing out the rooms that will be most important during my heat—the kitchen, the laundry room, and the extra bathroom—before I lead them to my bedroom. I don’t bother showing them the spare bedroom or my office because what use will they have for it? Hopefully none.
Pausing outside the door, nervousness rushes through me once more.
“What’s wrong, kitten?” Aidan purrs as he presses himself against my back. “Nervous?”
I shrug, clearing my throat. “Maybe.”
“There’s no reason to be nervous.” As always, Ty’s voice is quiet as he squeezes my hand. “We’ve got you.”
Nodding without looking at him, I step away from Aidan and open the door to my room. “Obviously, this is my room, and that’s the bathroom.”
I avoid looking at the bed and stand there awkwardly, unsure of what the next step is.
A squeal falls from my lips when someone sweeps my legs out from under me, pulling me into their arms. Glancing up, I find Oliver grinning down at me.
“I think you need to get out of your head.”
He’s probably right. My face flushes, and I snuggle into his chest as he carries me to the bed, setting me down gently on the edge .
“I also don’t think you’ll be needing these.” Oliver slides his hands under my shirt, lifting it up and over my head before kneeling to pull my shorts down my hips, leaving me bare before them.
The bed dips behind me just before someone kisses my shoulder, startling me slightly.
“C’mon, kitten.” Aidan’s hands slide down my arms as he speaks, letting me know who’s behind me before he pulls me back on the bed until I’m between his legs as he leans against the headboard. As I settle against his bare chest, I realize he must’ve stripped down while Oliver distracted me. His shirt and pants are gone, but I can feel the fabric of his boxers against the back of my legs.
Oliver reaches behind him, pulling his shirt over his head before quickly flicking the button of his jeans and letting them fall to the floor. He grins as my eyes roam over his fit body, clad only in tight boxer briefs, before he crawls onto the bed and between my legs.
Grabbing my hips, he pulls until I’m reclining more than sitting against Aidan before pushing my thighs apart to reveal my arousal. He hums in approval. “I need to taste you. Please, can I taste you? ”
I’m nodding before his blue eyes even flicker up to me. Who in their right mind would tell a man no when he offers to go down on her? Not me—I’m not an idiot.
Oliver leans close, inhaling as his nose runs along my pussy. “You smell fucking amazing. I wonder if you’ll taste just as good?”
Aidan’s hands find my breasts at the same moment that Oliver’s tongue flicks across my clit, pulling a loud moan from my lips. My hips shift toward Oliver as Aidan rolls my nipples between his fingers and Oliver buries his face in my pussy, tongue spearing inside of me before drifting back to my clit. Another moan spills out as he slides first one, and then two, fingers inside of me, working me over on them.
A quiet, masculine groan pulls my attention away from the two men currently pleasuring me, and I can’t help but gasp at the sight that awaits me at the foot of the bed. A now naked Carter is pressing against Ty’s back as he works Ty’s cock in his hand. How had I missed them both undressing?
My mouth falls open as I glance between the two of them and Carter’s moving hand. That is so hot. Carter smirks before biting down on Ty’s shoulder and pulling another groan from the man before him.
“Oh, she likes that,” Oliver calls out as he glances behind him, humming when he sees the two men. “Hell, I like that.”
Ty’s eyes shoot open and meet mine. I see the uncertainty and fear there, and it makes me wonder if they’ve been with a woman who didn’t like the fact that they were also into one another.
Well, they don’t need to worry about that with me. I lick my lips before letting my eyes fall to Ty’s cock and watching as Carter’s hand continues to stroke him with an unhurried pace.
“Faster,” I gasp, not sure exactly who I’m talking to—Oliver or Carter. But it doesn’t matter because they both pick up their pace, and it’s not long before I’m clenching down on Oliver’s fingers and exploding, my orgasm pulling my body taut before I collapse against Aidan. “Holy guacamole.”
“Holy guacamole is right.” Aidan chuckles as he bites down on the spot where my shoulder and neck meet, my back bowing as a shiver runs through me. “I need to be inside of you.”
Not waiting for a response, Aidan grasps my hips and lifts me away from Oliver. He settles me on his lap, his cock pressing against my pussy lips. I’m not sure when he shoved aside his boxers, but I can still feel them against the back of my thighs.
I squirm in Aidan’s lap, trying to reach down so that I can push him inside me. Aidan clicks his tongue, pushing my hand away.
“I see I’m not the only one who’s impatient.”
I open my mouth to snap at him, but with one thrust, he’s pushing inside of me. I struggle to get my knees beneath me, my hands landing on Aidan’s thighs as he pulls my hips down until he’s fully seated inside of me.
My eyes roll back as he tilts his hips just right, and his cock brushes against my G-spot. The sound that falls from my lips isn’t one I’ve ever made before—a needy keening noise. Then Aidan is lifting me and slamming me back down on his cock, pulling the sound from me again.
“I’m not going to last long this first time, kitten,” Aidan pants as he thrusts up into me. “Next time will be better.”
“Let me help.” Oliver ducks his head between my legs again, tongue flicking against my clit.
It doesn’t take much for me to fall apart again, screaming as Oliver sucks my clit into his mouth and Aidan slams into my G-spot over and over again. I hear Aidan grunt behind me as I milk his cock, and then I feel him spill inside of me.
I’m boneless as I collapse against Aidan once more. Oliver grins up at me, his face damp with my juices. When he leans in to kiss me, I taste myself, and I don’t even care.
“My turn.”
I break away from Oliver to find Ty kneeling there, eyes hungry. Oliver shrugs and crawls away, settling beside Aidan against the headboard. I don’t know where Carter is, but I can’t bring myself to look away from Ty to find out.
“Flip her over, Aidan. Let me see that ass.”
My eyes widen at the words falling from Ty’s mouth. It seems like maybe he isn’t nearly as shy in the bedroom, and I’m here for it.
Aidan lifts me, his cock and cum spilling from me as he turns me around for his pod mate. Moving onto my hands and knees, I wiggle my butt in Ty’s direction while I grin at Aidan and Oliver.
I jolt when a hand slaps against my ass, gasping as my pussy clenches on nothing. Fiddlesticks! He just spanked me .
“Don’t be a brat,” Ty growls as he rubs at the sore spot for a moment before grasping my hips in his hands. He pushes into me slowly, my back arching as he fills me.
While watching him and Carter, I saw he was big—most whale shifters are, thank the gods—but it’s completely different than feeling him inside me. I moan when his hand slides into my hair, pulling lightly and placing just the right amount of pressure to ride that line between pain and pleasure.
Ty pulls out before slamming back into me again and again, hips hitting me hard enough that I will probably bruise.
“Oliver.” Ty’s voice is gruff as he turns my head toward his friend and I’m not sure what he has planned until Oliver is kneeling before me, cock level with my eye.
Yes, please. Don’t mind if I do.
My mouth falls open, and Oliver slides inside, one of his hands joining Ty’s in my hair. The two of them take control of my head as Oliver slides in and out of my mouth. I’m just along for the ride. I run my tongue along his head as he moves out, occasionally hollowing my cheeks, but this isn’t my show .
When Ty shifts me, tilting my hips and hitting just the right spot, I know I won’t last much longer. And I’m right. With just a handful of strokes, I’m coming. My screams are muffled by the cock still in my mouth.
“Fuck,” Ty grunts as his hand tightens almost too tightly in my hair. “Your pussy is squeezing me so tight.”
He growls as he comes, filling me with his seed, but he doesn’t stop moving as he works us both through our orgasms. Oliver pulls back, and I watch as he strokes his cock, still wet from my mouth, while I try to catch my breath.
Having sex with this many men at once is a lot of work. And there are still two left. They just might kill me before my heat even begins.
Ty hums as he leans forward, curling over my back. “That was amazing, baby. Oliver and Carter will take care of you together. I bet you’re getting tired.”
“Come here, kitten.” Aidan pulls me into his arms as Ty pulls out, and I feel the two men’s combined cum spill from me. My bed is going to be a mess. “Lay back, Oliver.”
Aidan kisses my forehead, and then he lifts me to straddle Oliver, holding the other man’s cock so I can lower myself onto him. I don’t have the energy to ride him properly, but I try to at least attempt it, causing Oliver to laugh.
“Just lay here for a moment, precious. Carter needs to get you ready, anyway.” Oliver pulls me forward until I’m sprawled across his chest, his cock still inside me.
When I feel a hand on my butt cheeks, a finger probing between them, I tense up. A kiss lands on my ass as another hand strokes down it.
“Just relax, Lila.”
So I do.
I turn my head so I can kiss Oliver as Carter spreads lube on my backside and works his fingers inside of me until I’m reeling. Then he’s spreading me open with his cock, and my back arches at the pressure.
It doesn’t hurt—it’s just a lot, especially since Oliver is still sitting inside my pussy. It takes Carter a few minutes to work himself fully inside of me, but once he’s seated, I feel so full—and so freaking needy.
“Move,” I beg.
They don’t hesitate as they screw me hard and fast—there is no taking it slow here.
Not that I’m complaining .
Sensations wrack my body as someone’s hands find their way to my nipples, twisting and plucking at them as I’m railed from both sides. My next orgasm sneaks up on me, but the two men don’t slow as they continue to thrust into me.
Oliver is the first to come, almost taking me over the edge with him again. He collapses back onto the bed and pants. Carter pulls me back into his lap and lifts me up and down onto his cock to meet his thrusts.
“I’m close, Lila. You feel amazing. Do you think you can come again?”
I don’t know if I can or not, but I sure want to. When I don’t answer, Ty ducks between my thighs, lapping at my clit and sliding three fingers inside me—I’m so wet with my arousal and the men’s cum that he doesn’t even need to work up to three. He curls his fingers against my G-spot, and it’s all over. This one is so intense I black out.
When I come to, I’m lying on my side with Ty spooning me from behind, an arm tossed over me. Carter is lying on my other side, hand running through my hair.
“Wow. ”
Carter grins down at me. “Wow, indeed. You should sleep. Your body is going to be sore, and you’ve got to be tired. Once your heat starts tomorrow, we won’t get much sleep.”
I want to tell him I don’t want to sleep, that I want to stay up and talk to them. Or, at the bare minimum, clean myself of the cum that is dripping from me, but my eyes are already falling shut. I just hum, smiling to myself.
I hadn’t been looking forward to my heat before meeting these four, but after this? I can’t wait.