Chapter 32
Chapter Thirty-Two
NICO
Our new home echoes around us as we walk through the entryway. There’s still very little furniture, but I’m not worried about that. We’ll fill our home with things we all want later. We have the essentials for now, and my brothers and I decorated the nests before we went to the party.
“Rosa,” I murmur, glancing at the secret doorway as I stop in the hallway.
There’s room for improvement, but it’s as ready as we could make it.
My brothers and I stuffed our dirty clothes underneath the sheets of both nests, but now I’m left with the decision of whether or not she’ll want Pablo with her or not now that they’re both officially in heat.
A nest is a sacred place. I don’t want to assume what she does or doesn’t want.
“I don’t feel good,” she whimpers, her lashes fluttering.
“We’re home,” I reassure her. “Do you want Pablo in your nest with you?”
There’s one bedroom downstairs outside of the nest here, and then the other bedrooms and Pablo's nest are upstairs.
“Yes. Why aren’t we inside it already?” she pouts.
“Just checking,” I murmur. Verona smirks at me, probably already having known what Rosa would want.
This home has everything that I wanted, including a safe room.
I’m the only one who knows about it as of yet, since William Turley showed me where it is behind the kitchen pantry while he was showing off the house.
There’s a fake doorway at the back, and it opens to the safe room.
I’ll discuss with Pablo what it’ll need to be fully functional and how to outfit it without needing an outside security company.
I’ll show my pack the room once we’re ready to outfit it.
It’s not a secret, I just haven’t had the time to tell them about it.
Or, maybe I’ll start shopping for one I may be able to trust. If for some reason our children are inside there, I want them to be able to call for help.
Children are no longer the threat I once held over Rosa’s head, and she’s beginning to come around to the idea.
I meant what I said though, if the clock runs out on my father’s will, I’ll redistribute his businesses.
Our pack is more important. It may even be a relief not to need to juggle so much.
Verona pulls out the one book left in the large bookcase, which opens a door into the nest. It’ll ensure we’re protected against intruders as well if it’s ever necessary and we can’t get into the safe room.
Life isn’t always easy. I want my pack to have options to hide if they can’t fight at my side.
Stepping out of my shoes, I turn toward the full bathroom across the hallway.
“You need a shower, baby,” I sigh, holding her up as I help her out of her dress.
“You do too, Pablo,” Ciro murmurs.
“Please fuck me,” Pablo groans. “I can be dirty while you give me your knot.”
“I’ll chase you upstairs,” my brother teases him. “If I can’t catch you, I’ll fuck you against the tile wall of the shower.”
“And if you do?”
Glancing over my shoulder, I see Pablo is already stepping backward, ready to run.
“I suggest you don’t find out,” Ciro growls.
“Fuck!”
The sound of pounding footsteps makes me chuckle, and I let Rosa’s dress hit the floor.
“I’m with Pablo. I was a very good wife,” Rosa whimpers. Her hair has blood in it, and I grin as I sit her on the counter so I can rip off my clothes.
“You were so good,” I croon. “Still standing, unhurt, though there’s a bruise on your cheek, baby.”
“A few of my family members hit me in the same place while we were fighting,” she grumbles. “I don’t want to walk. Ups, please. My legs feel like jello.”
“Ups?” I snort. “You’re so cute when you’re in heat. Like a cute little animal.”
“Those still have teeth and claws,” she reminds me. “Shit, is the water turned on with the water company?”
“Yes,” I grin. “Silas got everything in our names, and made a lot of calls on our behalf. We need to send him a gift basket or something.”
Turning on the water in the shower, I return to my wife, dropping to my knees to worship between her thighs. Her legs open trustingly, and my soul settles. When she accepted the bottle of water from me at the party, I knew she trusted me.
That’s a huge thing from a woman who I thought was more likely to slit my throat than wish me well.
My tongue is coated quickly with her slick as I drag it over her puffy lower lips, and I use my fingers to expose her clit.
Rosa is very responsive, but her face pinches with pain, showing me she doesn’t need foreplay.
She needs my dick. Still, I suck hard on her clit, listening as she cries out before rising to my feet.
“I have what you need,” I promise her, lifting her into my arms. My cock rests right at her entrance, as if we both know how desperate she is. Taking control, her heels dig into my ass and her hands brace on my shoulders to sink herself down on my dick.
“Mine,” she whimpers, her lips parted in relief as I fill her sweet cunt.
“Always,” I murmur, moving to the shower stall to step inside with my spider monkey. Leaning her against the wall, I begin to thrust hard inside of her. I’ll wash her hair once she’s happily knotted.
“I feel really hot,” she complains.
Trying not to think about how I’m going to freeze after this, I turn the temperature down on the water. The lukewarm spray mostly hits my body, but it also cools down the air for her, which is what she needs.
My lips kiss all over her face, and she sighs happily as she basks in my love. Her fingers dig into my shoulders as she goes along for the ride, my hips piston my cock in and out of her, and her breaths get faster as she moans.
“That’s it, Rosa. I’m going to knot you, baby. Fuck, you’re squeezing me so well…”
“Nico,” she whimpers. “Fucking give it to me!”
I yank her down hard on my knot, wincing at the way she goes silent. Was that too hard?
“I love when you actually pay attention.” Her voice is low and raspy, and she gasps as her cunt sucks at my knot. Her slick gushes over my knot, helping me push it in.
Rosa’s ankles threaten to permanently indent themselves in my ass I straighten, and she grinds on my knot to help its way inside of her. Using her desperation to my advantage, I fuck my knot in and out of her until she comes with a scream.
“Nico!” Her body shakes with aftershocks as her cunt strangles my knot. I’m almost all the way in, but if I can still move, it doesn’t count.
“Rosa?”
She can’t do anything but glare at me as she comes down from her orgasm while I grin maniacally. I love being a smug shit with her. This is the best day of my life, she just doesn’t know it yet. I didn’t think omegas could be this much fun, and the two I have are incredible.
“Now you can have it.”
Her fingers fist my hair in response, and there’s no more speaking for the next ten minutes as I knot her.
I lose myself to a rut, growling as I kiss her until she screams out another orgasm.
Rosa slumps against me while I hum happily, my cum plugged in her pussy by my knot.
I hold her in my arms, happy to keep her close as I wash her hair using the products Silas stocked the bathroom with.
“Rest while you can,” I whisper, lathering her hair. I use my fingers to clean the blood from the strands, and the water at our feet runs red as it goes down the drain.
Tonight, Rosa fought for her revenge with wit, fire, and excrement. She deserves to tune out the world and have something for herself.
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VERONA
I am a chicken shit. I am currently leaning against the wall of the nest as I watch Nico fuck Pablo into Rosa. She’s sucking on Ciro’s cock, and they look fucking incredible together. The combined scents make me squeeze my thighs as I get wet, ruining my panties.
To make matters worse, the bond between Rosa and I is creating a feedback loop. Every time she comes, it sends shockwaves through my body. At one point, it dropped me to my knees, and I’ve had two orgasms since this heat started without anyone touching me.
I’m still completely dressed in a pair of pjs after my shower to wash off the night’s earlier activities, and acting as a gopher for the last few hours with Dario.
After the first hour, Dario tagged in to take care of Rosa, letting Pablo fuck his ass while Ciro fucked him.
It’s a tangled web of limbs, and from what I understand, tonight is the first time anyone has ever fucked Dario’s ass.
I don’t understand why I’m holding onto such a stupid thing like my virginity, while Dario couldn’t care less. I’m incredibly frustrated with myself.
“Come here.” Large hands lift me up and I keep my mouth shut to keep from being a nuisance as Dario physically removes me from the nest. “What the fuck is going on in that pretty little head of yours?”
Pressing me against the wall, Dario leans over me with a confused expression. Feeling useless, I sniffle as tears begin to slide down my face.
“It’s so stupid,” I whimper.
“Are you kidding me? If you’re crying about it, then it’s not stupid. We’ve already established that. Now, stop being mean to yourself. They’re well taken care of. Our scents are in the room, they won’t notice if we’re gone.”
A keening wail escapes the opening to the secret room and he chuckles under his breath.
“Besides, I think they may all pass out soon. We’ve been fucking for hours.”
“That’s the problem,” I sigh. I’m making absolutely no sense. Ugh. My hands wrap around Dario’s arms, my gaze on his corded muscles as my thumbs move over them.
After watching them all have sex, you’d think I’d be immune to his naked body.
Instead, it’s making me realize I’ve never been interested in men before because they’re all selfish pricks.
The Domino brothers and Pablo have all shown me they’re anything but that when they have their heads extracted from their asses.
“Hey. You’re burning a hole in my body, and I doubt it’s because you think it’s all that interesting,” Dario grunts. “My eyes are up here.”
“I know,” I mumble, my breaths reedy as my tears keep falling.
“Ugh, that’s it.”