Chapter 38
My life was a hot and cold roller coaster of the mind and body, but right now, all the dials agreed that it was steamy. Blob even had the decency to calm down.
My three alphas looked at me with big eyes, almost as if they’d never been told to get undressed and get the sexy times started right the fuck now. As far as I knew, they hadn’t. Not that I cared.
I waved a hand. “Get naked, people.”
You could say what you wanted about being an omega, but the ability to tell a bunch of alpha werewolves what to do and have them follow your orders to the letter was pretty nice, all things considered.
Everyone got moving while all I had to do was lean back and enjoy.
Yes, I’d have to undress too, but that was a bridge I’d cross then.
The idea of getting bitten to the point of there being blood was also still unsettling, but I’d very much take it if it could curb my relentless need to hoard everyone’s socks.
Honestly, I had no right at all to ever live that one down, no matter how nice and understanding everyone was being about it. It was socks. They’d been worn. I loved them as if they were the shiniest of gemstones.
Dom and Ell embraced the assignment and started making out once their shirts were off. They opened each other’s pants, and I approved. I very much approved.
“Want me to help you, Marcus?” Linc still had his pants on, but they were undone. He was getting hard too, such a welcome sight.
I considered my options. I was horny on and off, just like I’d told them, but what I hadn’t mentioned was that I was feeling increasingly self-conscious about, well, everything.
Things were a-changing, and it wasn’t easy for my self-image to keep pace.
That was how Greg, my therapist, had framed it.
Greg was lucky we were doing therapy remotely, or he’d have gotten a sock to the face more than once by now.
Honestly though, Greg had such a way with words and understatements. I had no idea where I would be without his arid sense of humor and razor-sharp sarcasm. He enjoyed emphasizing the importance of communication. He was a real nuisance about it.
“Yes, but don’t make me feel self-conscious, okay? I wear Ell’s baggy old things for a reason.” There. Greg would be proud.
Ell looked up from kissing Dom’s lips raw. “Hey, that sweater isn’t that old.”
I shrugged and brushed a hand over the navy blue material. “Whatever you say.” It was a really soft sweater, and it was one of my favorite pieces of stolen clothing.
Linc helped me up to my knees, making it so I could lean my back against him. His arms came around me, coming to rest over my belly.
“You’re very beautiful, Marcus. I can’t imagine what it feels like to have things change in that way, but to me, it doesn’t matter. I adore looking at you and touching you. I’ll take Ell’s old sweater off, okay? Tell me if you want me to stop or slow down.”
I nodded. Ell and Dom, while they didn’t stop making out, cast glances our way.
“Look at those two hot guys over there,” Dom said, his lips twisting in teasing promise.
Ell wound Dom’s hair around his fingers. “Can’t look past them.”
Linc pulled my stolen sweater up over my head, going slowly. I knew what I looked like. Round and swollen. I was getting hard too, but even if someone pulled down my sweatpants, I wouldn’t be able to see. The rate at which the baby had grown was honestly shocking.
Linc’s fingers played over my exposed belly while he pressed kisses all over my neck and shoulders.
He stopped kissing me, his warm breath washing over my neck. “If you want, I can give you my bite now. We all can, and then we’ll make you feel good. Yes?”
I didn’t allow myself to think. “Yes.”
One of his hands moved up to my sternum, to my nipples, which had become insanely sensitive. I moaned and squirmed as he played with them, my arousal spiking much faster than I’d anticipated.
He kissed me, once, twice, and one more time. When his mouth clamped down over the skin at the back of my neck, my knees were trembling, and I could feel myself growing desperate for more stimulation. Then Linc rolled my swollen nipple between his fingers and bit down.
I felt it. It was no worse than I’d imagined acupuncture would feel, and even while I was moaning, the pinch of pain turned into a kind of desire I’d never felt before.
My muscles squeezed tight, and I felt myself grow slick between my butt cheeks, yet another change that I hadn’t been prepared for at all when it first happened.
Linc kept his mouth clamped over my skin, and I only realized I was rocking my hips and rubbing up against him when the brightest spike of sensation had died down.
Dom and Ell had broken up their own make-out session next to us, and Dom was pulling down my sweatpants. His sweatpants, technically, but it wasn’t like anyone was keeping track anymore.
“You’re very hard, Little Red,” Dom said.
In that moment, Linc released my neck, and…well, I came. No idea whether that was normal, but I went from everything just feeling really good to an all-out orgasm.
My vision whited out, and I’d have collapsed if Linc hadn’t been holding me up. My skin grew slick and even more sensitive, and wave after wave of it washed over me, making the place where Linc had bitten me feel hot in a torturously sexual way.
When my vision came back online, I saw that some of my cum had ended up on Dom’s leg, who looked both excited and surprised. “Hmm. I think we didn’t pay enough attention to your needs.”
Ell was getting in behind me, and just him being near made the nerve endings in my spine light up. The pleasure high of orgasm wasn’t dying down like it was supposed to. I wanted more.
I turned and just about managed to grab Ell’s wrist. “Your turn. Bite me, now.”
Again, that secret omega power of commanding my alphas reared its head. Linc and Ell exchanged a look, and Linc sort of handed me over while also lifting me up, just enough that he and Dom could pull my pants the rest of the way off.
That put me with my back to Ell’s front, my legs held up by the other two, and my ass sort of aching for what I could get if they just got the angle right.
I felt Ell’s lips on my neck in roughly the same spot Linc had bitten.
“Stop!”
Everyone froze, and Ell’s warm mouth lifted off that tender spot.
“You want to stop?” Ell asked.
I reached back and put my hand on his thigh. “Nope, I just want you inside me when you chomp down. Come on, please.”
He let out a sharp little breath. “But, Marcus—”
“It’s fine. I’m good to go.” I wiggled my butt and saw his eyes widen when he felt how very slick I was. “Now.”
I barely had to do anything. Dom and Linc put my legs down, and before long, I felt the hot press of a cock against my hole, then the glorious stretch, my balls tightening as Ell pushed inside me and filled me.
Before, this would’ve been uncomfortable or even painful without preparation, but now?
Now it was almost as good as an ice-cold glass of apple juice.
Maybe better. I’d get perspective on that post pregnancy.
Ell rocked his hips slowly and deliberately. I wanted to complain about it, but honestly, it was better that way. I was sensitive as it was, and I could feel another orgasm building, impossible though that should’ve been.
“You want the bite still?” Ell whispered.
“Yes. Fuck yes.”
And he gave it to me. I couldn’t see it, but in my imagination, his teeth fit perfectly over the spot Linc had first claimed, the pattern of belonging sinking ever deeper into my skin.
It was ridiculous, the way it felt so hot, so debauched, while only being…
pretty tame sex and a nice set of canines.
But what it was like objectively and what this bite meant to me didn’t have to be the same.
I hadn’t understood that before. I did now.
This was not a mark to say I had been hunted down and taken.
This was not ownership. This was them saying, you have our strength, our teeth and blood are yours, we will protect you.
I didn’t have anything like that to offer them in return, but they gave it anyway. I was the one who accepted it.
Ell’s teeth pierced my skin. I reveled in the moment, in the sweet pain, shocked at myself for loving it, and the moment he opened his mouth and released my skin, my second orgasm hit, as good as the first, but tiring, exquisitely exhausting in the way cream satisfies you while wanting more whipped goodness.
“Marcus, Marcus, yes.” Ell’s arms banded around me, ever careful of my belly, and I felt him come inside me, reveled in it.
My legs really were giving out after that though, so Ell helped me lie on my side.
I looked around. “Dom?”
“Don’t rush me, Little Red.”
I craned my neck. He was behind me, Linc kissing his shoulder. They were both looking at my behind with way too much interest.
“Seriously?”
Ell’s weight made the padding next to me dip. We looked at each other.
“You’re beautiful, that’s why they’re staring.” He brushed a strand of hair behind my ear. “That’s a fact.”
I frowned, but I didn’t get the chance to complain. Dom got in behind me.
He kissed that tender spot the other two had bitten. “Do you also want me to fuck you, like Ell did? We don’t have to. I don’t want to hurt you.”
“I want it.”
Maybe I’d be sore after, but this was worth it. Honestly, I had no idea how long I’d still be able to do this for. I got tired way too fast these days.
“Okay. Then what we’re going to do is, Linc’s going to fuck me, and I’m going to fuck you. Does that sound good?”
Ell and I locked eyes. The way he was licking his lips, he found the idea as hot as I did.
“Yes, do it,” I said.
The logistics for me were easy. Ell kissed me, and Dom slipped right inside me.
I couldn’t see what Linc was doing, but I heard him moan, felt Dom’s movements stutter and stall before picking back up, felt him gasp against the spot he was meant to bite.
It was almost like listening to people having sex on the other side of a closed door, except…
except I was right in the middle. I was a part of what we were.
A family. We were a family.
Dom bit right where the others had, his thrusts controlled by how Linc moved, and it made another release of pleasure boil up and through me.
I came against Ell’s belly. It felt good, but I could tell I’d need to move soon, and then probably I’d need a rest. It was what it was.
I soaked up all the pleasure of the moment as if it were the last drop of sugar from summer’s sweetest berries.
In my heart, I knew we had become one, and I wrapped that feeling around my very being. It wasn’t as warm as all those clothes I had stolen from my alphas, but it was a special, secret thing only the four of us knew about.
It was our bond, and I’d keep a tight hold of it for as long as I was able.