Chapter 3
Nova
I didn’t know how badly I needed a nice, hot, relaxing bath until I nearly fell asleep and woke myself up by choking on the water.
Thank god no one was there to see that.
Now, I’m wrapped up in a towel and just got done drying my hair.
I could get dressed and go crawl into bed. It’s what I should do. I’m pretty tired, and a good night's rest is what I need.
What I should do, and what I’m going to do are two very different things.
Grinning at myself in the mirror, I drop the towel.
“Thanks, Ian. I really needed that bath. It was so relaxing,” I say as I exit the bathroom. Instantly, three sets of heated eyes are locked on my body.
Will clears his throat. “Did you forget your change of clothes?” he asks.
Poor thing is struggling to keep his eyes on mine.
Honey, you’ve knotted me, filled me with your cum, and covered me in it when I begged for it.
Looking at my naked body shouldn’t be a big deal, but I appreciate the gentlemanly attempt.
“Nope,” I say, making my way over to where Nick is lying. This time, he’s under the blanket and has taken his shirt off. His tattooed arms are on display and, damn, he looks yummy. “I felt like sleeping naked tonight.”
“What are you doing?” Nick scowls as I crawl under the blankets to join him.
“Getting into bed,” I answer as if it’s obvious.
“You’re sleeping over there.” He points to the bed that Ian is sitting on. “With him. Like always.”
“Nah. I think I want to sleep in this one,” I say, lying down and rolling to my side to look over at him. He has this annoyed glare pointed right at me.
I want to push him and see how far I can go before he cracks. What will grumpy old Nick let me get away with?
Honestly, I really like fucking with him. Tonight, I’ll bite my tongue, lay off the sass, and switch things up a bit to what he does.
Since the moment we met, Nick and I couldn’t stand each other.
The way we fought was fucked up, and I love it.
It’s a thrill. Something I don’t see myself stopping, even if we eventually give in to the bond and accept one another as mates.
It’s inevitable, but I’m not going to make it easy for him. And he doesn’t expect me to.
He, on the other hand, is going to do everything in his power to hold back as long as he can. He’s a stubborn asshole like that.
Just because we’re not ready to mark each other, doesn’t mean I can’t enjoy the sex.
The sex isn’t just good. The sex is amazing. It’s rough and raw. It’s dirty and sometimes even dangerous.
“Fine.” He pulls the blanket off and stands. “I’ll sleep in the other bed.”
Okay. Rude.
He crawls into the other bed and throws his arm over his eyes.
Ha! Like that's going to stop me.
Sitting up, I look over at Ian, who’s grinning widely. He gets up and winks, moving over to sit at the table with Will.
Will shakes his head and goes back to whatever he’s doing on his phone.
Biting my lip, I throw the blanket off and get out of bed. The cool air hits my nipples, making them stiffen into tight peaks. I shiver, both from the chill and from the anticipation.
When I first got out of the bath, I wasn’t actually in the mood for sex. It was more of a way to fuck with Nick and to see if I could get him to give in.
Now, I’m determined.
I walk my naked ass around to the other bed, the one Nick is on, and go to the free side. I pull back the blanket and crawl in. “I swear to god, it better be fucking Will getting into this bed,” Nick growls.
Will snorts a soft laugh from across the room as Nick removes his arm from his eyes and looks my way.
“Hi.” I smile, lying on my side, cheek resting on my clasped hands as I look at him.
“You’re fucking annoying, you know that?” he growls. “Stop fucking with me, Nova. I’m not in the mood.”
“Shame,” I sigh heavily. “Because I am.”
“Then get your little boy toy over there to give you a good knotting and fuck off.”
“But you said no sex,” I pout.
“If it means you leave me alone, I’ve changed my mind.” He throws his arm back over his eyes. “Now, fuck off. I’m trying to sleep.”
“Go right ahead and sleep. No one is stopping you,” I tell him. “But I’m sleeping in this bed... with you.”
“No. You're not,” he growls.
“Why not? It’s just sleep. Wouldn’t you want your naked Omega sleeping next to you rather than your brother?”
“No,” he grunts.
“Well, too bad for you,” I tell him. “Because that's what’s happening.”
“You know what? Whatever. Goodnight.”
Part of me preens because I’ve won this part. Now, how do I get him to fuck me? I’m not going to ask, because that would make me look needy. And he’s not going to initiate it, even though I can smell his arousal from here. I have no doubt he’s hard right now.
“Night, you two. We’re heading to bed,” Will says, getting up to shut the lights off.
“Night,” I say.
“Night, Little Doe,” Ian’s voice in the dark makes me jump, but I melt into the mattress when I feel him cup my cheek and lean in to kiss me.
I moan as his tongue slips in over mine, kissing me deeply.
My whole body shivers, a fire igniting inside my belly.
“Sleep well, my queen,” he murmurs against my lips before pulling away.
Fuck, now there’s slick coating my inner thighs, and my pussy is aching.
I might not have been needy for sex before, but I sure as hell am now.
As Ian walks to his bed, I’m tempted to follow him and have him take care of what he started, but then I feel Nick’s whole body stiffen beside me.
I grin, knowing he’s smelling just how aroused I am right now.
Maybe this will be easier than I thought.
Lying there, I wait for him to say something, do something, but he doesn’t. He just breathes heavily, his body as stiff as a stone.
Okaaaay. I guess my scent alone isn’t enough to make him lose control. That’s okay. He’s still affected, so that’s something I can work with.
Rolling onto my back, I close my eyes and slide my hand between my legs. I was right, I’m soaked. Sticky slick coats my inner thighs as well as the sheets below me.
Biting my lip, I part my legs just enough to play with myself.
I don’t bother being quiet, letting a breathy moan slip free as my fingers rub against my swollen bud. Slowly, I work my clit, electric shocks zinging through my body with every circle I make. Adjusting myself, I widen my legs even further, my right knee bumping against Nick’s scorching hot skin.
The simple contact has me shivering, slick gushing free as I slide two fingers inside myself.
Another moan leaves me as my heart starts to race, my breathing picking up. In and out, I thrust my fingers, bringing them back up to play with my clit before thrusting them back in.
My body is on fire, making me break out into a sweat. A burst of my perfume fills the air. I know everyone in the room can now not only hear, but smell what I’m doing.
Apart from being lost in the haze of my heats, I’ve never masturbated in front of anyone before.
It’s kind of exhilarating, if I’m being honest.
Eventually, I get lost in what I’m doing and the pleasure I’m bringing myself that I forget the whole reason I started doing this.
My hips buck, fucking myself with one of my hands as I grip the sheets below with my other one. I grind against the heel of my palm, fucking myself shamelessly.
Tighter and tighter my muscles coil, the pressure building as I think about all the dirty things my Alphas did to me during my heat.
The feeling of their thick cocks sliding inside me, the glorious pressure of their knots popping into place, and, fuck me, the way they filled me up with their cum until it was gushing out of me.
It’s all too much and just enough to push me over the edge. My pussy clamps around my fingers, gripping them for dear life. A part of me is pissed that it’s not a knot as my orgasm crashes into me.
I bite my lip as my body stutters, a moan of pleasure filling the room as my eyes roll back.
Wave after wave, my pussy pulses around my fingers.
My mind doesn’t have time to register the feral growl sounding next to me. The next thing I know, the blankets are flung back, and my fingers are being ripped out of my pussy.
Eyes flying open. Nick is on top of me, one hand around my throat, the other gripping the hand that was just inside me so tightly that it’s almost painful.
“Why are you such a fucking brat?” he growls. He’s so close that I can feel his hot breath puff against my lips. “You think you can just lie there next to me and play with yourself?”
“Someone had to do it.” I struggle to get the words out, his grip on my throat cutting off my air supply. “You wouldn’t. So I did it myself.”
A guttural growl rumbles in his chest. My head spins as the pressure on my neck starts to grow.
For a moment, I think he might actually kill me. He must smell my fear because he eases up, but doesn’t move away.
“If you hurt her, Nick, I’ll fucking kill you,” Ian growls as the bedside table lamp flicks on.
The light highlights Nick’s face so I can see just how hot the fire in his eyes blazes as he stares back at me. He’s close, maybe an inch away from my face.
“Don’t worry, brother. I won’t hurt her,” Nick chuckles, his eyes never leaving mine. “At least not any more than she wants me to.” He cocks his head. “You like it rough, don’t you, Nova? You’re a dirty little Omega who loves to be pinned down and fucked.”
“Fuck you,” I growl back, but there’s no heat behind it, because he’s right. I do like it. There’s something about fighting with him, followed by hate sex, that causes a fucking mess between my thighs.