Chapter 8
CHAPTER EIGHT
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EVA
Islowly surfaced, feeling nothing but warmth and a knowing glow of happiness I’d never woken up with before. Cracking my eyes showed me the barest hints of dawn through the windows, and a hard body lying beside mine.
Jack.
He was naked now, one hand absently stroking my hip with his eyes closed. I hadn’t wanted to sleep. But the exhaustion after Dylan fucked me hit like a freight train.
“Hi.” My voice was barely a whisper.
He smiled before his eyes opened. Without saying a word, he shifted his body over mine and kissed my forehead slowly. Both cheeks. Pressed our foreheads together before he kissed my mouth, soft and slow.
The soft rumble of his purr felt like home.
“Hi,” he finally whispered back.
I wasn’t a shy person, but I felt shy right now. This was all new, and I didn’t know how to react to it. We knew almost nothing about each other, and yet I knew. Just one random act of scenting, and life was forever altered.
A small giggle escaped me, and Jack grinned. “What?”
“Just thinking about last night and the R.A.S.”
His eyebrows rose. “What’s that?”
“Random act of scenting. Yes, I just made it up. But it seems appropriate.”
The quiet laugh vibrated through him. “Yes, it does.”
Movement on my other side distracted me, Tyler rolling closer. Now I was surrounded by Alpha and my Omega liked that. Heat began to build beneath my skin. I didn’t have long until it would fully hijack me again, but I had a couple of minutes.
“I don’t know anything about you except your first names, your band name, your scents, and that you’re mine.”
Tyler pressed his face into my neck and breathed deep. “My last name is Dawson. Liam Carswell, Dylan Orrett, Jack Montgomery. Pack name Feroce.”
“What does that mean?”
“It gets written on music,” he said. “It means to play fiercely or aggressively. We kind of knew when we saw it. It felt right. Do you like it?”
“Fair-oh-chay,” I intentionally over-pronounced it, pretending to consider it, though I couldn’t wipe the smile off my face that told them I was teasing. “It’ll do.”
“I’m glad.” Tyler kissed me, and it wasn’t gentle. It was all-consuming and possessive. It set fire to the need gathering beneath my skin.
I sucked in a breath, the whine in my throat instinct and not choice.
“I—” Swallowing, I tried to find the words for what I needed.
It was the one thing I wasn’t good at. Vocalizing what I needed from sexual partners.
Over the years I’d had my share, but while Esme dealt with people wanting her to be me, I had to worry about whether my partners wanted me or to say they’d been with me.
Not these partners.
Still, my words disappeared like evaporating steam.
Jack tilted my face toward him. “You’re okay, princess. We’ll take care of you.”
I nodded, desperate for their hands, their mouths, their knots and cocks. “Please.”
Tyler rolled me toward Jack, fit himself against me, and pushed into me in one smooth stroke. His cock curved, hitting different places inside me, and I melted. Yes.
Reaching, I found Jack’s cock and wrapped my hand around it. He was already half-hard, growing harder under my fingers. His mandarin scent filled my nostrils and it wasn’t enough. “Taste,” I begged.
He didn’t have to be told twice. He moved upward, lining his hips up with my mouth. Tyler thrust deep between my legs, and my mouth opened in pleasure. Jack took the opportunity and slid into my mouth. And in, feeling like his cock lasted forever. He was the longest of them without a doubt. And—
He was pierced too. I felt it where it bumped the back of my throat.
His low groan sent sparkles of pleasure through me.
Between the two of them, I couldn’t even focus.
Steady, perfect pleasure from Tyler and the desire to make Jack feel as good as he’d done to me last night. But I couldn’t move to do anything.
They knew. Somehow they knew I was torn between desire and sensation along with their bodies.
Tyler gripped my hip to hold me still, driving deeper with a slow, even, maddening pace that was going to bring me over the edge.
I didn’t know how long it would take me to get there, but I would, and I already knew it would be explosive.
I reached, and Jack caught my hands, putting my wrists together and holding them in one hand as he pulled out of my mouth. He came back to me, kissing me hard, delving deep with his tongue, biting my lips, completely erasing any attempts I made to help them.
A low growl skittered over my skin, and he cupped my jaw with his free hand and whispered in my ear with lethal softness.
“There are so many things I want, Omega, I wouldn’t be able to list them all if I tried.
That includes you on your knees and giving you free rein to suck and worship my cock the way you want, for as long as you want. ”
Chills tingled over my whole body, rippling along with Tyler’s thrusts. He moved harder, but not faster, finding the spot that made me gasp and moan and writhe even as Jack held me.
“But you’re in heat,” Jack kept speaking. “You’re out of your mind in the best way, sweetheart. So don’t worry about how to use that pretty mouth of yours. I’m going to do it.” He kissed me one more time. “So let go and let us fuck you.”
The hand holding my jaw moved to the back of my head, guiding my mouth back to his cock, and I obeyed. I sank down into the haze of hormones and heat, and let the pleasure of them overtake my mind.
The world turned a haze shade of gold, every breath laced with fire and glory.
“Damn,” Liam’s voice came from the other side of the large bed. “That’s a view I could wake up to every day.”
The thought of being watched by them, desired, forever, shattered me. I came, pleasure bursting through me with quiet intensity.
Tyler swore, yanking my hips backward and letting himself loose. “Yes, Eva,” he said. “That’s what I want. You shuddering on my cock and feeling so good. Give me another one. I need it before I knot you. Need to know every sense you have is overloaded.”
Jack moved his fingers, gripping my hair and holding my mouth still as he took me deeper. They moved together, driving into me in the same rough, perfect rhythm. I couldn’t breathe, both pleasure and Jack’s cock rendering me lightheaded.
The second orgasm wasn’t hard to find. I was primed, my body ready, the heat clearing away every doubt or hesitation that could get in the way of true release.
Every sound I made was muffled, but I couldn’t keep still. Light flared in my vision. I was momentarily blind, a creature of light and ecstasy.
“Fuck,” Tyler drove into me, pounding through my orgasm before his took him, that glorious knot filling the spot I needed him too. Being knotted already felt like perfection. It reached deep inside an Omega’s soul and soothed an ache we barely noticed until it was removed.
Being knotted by your Alpha?
Transcendent.
Jack’s rough sounds grew frantic. He pulled back as he came, spilling himself across my skin instead of down my throat.
Across my collarbones and the tops of my breasts.
The scent of him so close and so raw… fuck.
Part of me was disappointed not to taste him, and an entirely different part of me perked up and purred hello.
“I didn’t want to knot your mouth. Yet.” He smirked.
“Yet,” I managed.
“If you want.”
“Yes,” I said. “I want that. I want more. I want—”
The words froze on my tongue and my face turned hot.
“What was that thought?”
“Nothing.”
Dylan appeared at the edge of the bed, eyes still adorably sleepy, but the rest of him—all of him—was fully awake. Liam stood there too. Jack gripped my jaw once more and Tyler locked an arm around my chest, holding me close. There was no escape, and I didn’t want any.
“Tell us,” Dylan said. His town was gentle. “I promise there is nothing you could ever say that would change things. We’re not there yet, and we know that, but I also want you to know how quickly the world turned once I scented you. Nothing else matters. Nothing you want can change that.”
I swallowed, savoring the utter truth in his words. “I just…” My face flamed again, but I needed to be able to own my desires. If I couldn’t do that with my scent-sympathetic Alphas, who could I do it with? “I want to be covered in all of you.”
Jack’s eyes went wide, and the heat in them was exactly what I wanted. Feral. Stripped back. Nothing but their instincts matching mine.
“Like this?” He placed his palm on my chest, right in the middle of the mess he made, and spread it over my skin. Down over my breasts. Up over my shoulders. His scent on me felt right. Like I belonged to him. And I needed more. This wasn’t enough. I needed to belong to all of them.
I nodded.
Tyler’s knot receded, but he didn’t pull back.
Not at first. He slipped a hand between my legs and caught the cum leaking out of me as he released me.
He spread it up onto my stomach and down onto my thighs.
It was methodical and matter of fact, and something about that made it so much fucking hotter.
All four Alphas stared at me and the drying cum on my skin.
Nerves danced in my stomach. I’d never admitted that want or need to anyone before.
That desire to be claimed in the most carnal way imaginable.
The need for them to be so overcome with their need for me that they had to paint me with themselves. Make me a masterpiece.
Dylan tugged me to the edge of the bed and crouched near my face.
He stroked his cock slowly, thumb swiping over the head once, then twice, before stroking his full length.
The bars of his piercings disappeared and reappeared, entrancing me.
“What else are you hiding in that beautiful head of yours?”
“I don’t know what you mean.”
Drawing one finger through what remained of Jack, he painted my lips with it. “Yes you do. I’ll go first. I’m not an exhibitionist, and I’ll gouge the eyes out of any Alpha besides us who has a chance to look at you like this. But I love the idea of being caught.
“So backstage at our concerts when we’re about to go on.
At an award show when you have thirty seconds until your cue.
In a park behind the trees. I want to muffle your cries and fuck you as hard as I can while no one knows any better.
I want all of us to fuck you, one after another, until your pussy is so wet with us it feels like heaven.
I want every depraved and gorgeous thing we can have.
So don’t think you have to hide what you need. ”
I shuddered, arousal forcing a new wave of slick from me.
That sounded both terrifying and exhilarating.
It wasn’t something I’d thought about, but I would do it with them.
Because they would take care of me. They wouldn’t let anything bad happen.
They wouldn’t do it purely for a chance to get an illicit photo.
The bed shifted, and Tyler moved away, making room. Hands gripped my hips and flipped me onto my knees before a tongue dove straight into my pussy. The moan told me it was Liam. “Fuck you taste perfect.”
My breath came in pants. I couldn’t think, and they didn’t want me to.
It was glorious.
“Just watching you like this,” Dylan murmured, his hand moving faster, “I’m going to come. You get a choice.”
“What? Oh, shit.” My whole body jerked as Liam fucked me with his tongue, diving deep and not coming up for air.
Dylan laughed. “You want to taste me? Or do you want me on you?”
I was so far beyond embarrassment. “On me.”
One finger slid inside me, and then another. The way they curled had me digging my fingers into the blankets and arching my back, trying to force my hips into his mouth, wordlessly begging for more. I needed more.
“Close your eyes,” Dylan said.
I obeyed, surrendering. Heat struck my face, the sweetest thing I’d ever smelled. Maple syrup that enveloped me. The feeling of it sent me over the edge. The orgasm had me crying out on every breath and it didn’t seem to stop.
Even when fingers spread his cum to cover more of me. Even when the next wave of heat hit my back as Liam came. I shuddered, savoring the bliss.
Strong hands slid up the sides of my back, thumbs pressing into my spine and massaging, covering me with them, just like I’d asked.
“Why do you like it?” No judgement in Liam’s tone.
“It feels like you’re claiming me,” I mumbled. “Like I belong to you.”
Four purrs rose in the silence. “You do,” Jack said. “You do.”
He didn’t flip me over, instead choosing to line himself up behind me and wrap his body around mine. “And I’m the only one who hasn’t knotted you yet. That changes now.”
One word, and I was once again on fire.
What a beautiful way to burn.