Chapter 26
Chapter
Twenty-Six
ARLO
Curling up into a ball, I try to breathe through the pain as it rips through me. Maybe if I ignore it, no one will notice I’m starting my heat. Ves is working, and I don’t want this to happen without him.
I know he’s busy and the newest murder has turned things into a media circus. This is the worst freaking timing, but I’ve been in pain for the past hour, trying to keep things quiet.
I never went to the doctor to get a heat suppressant prescription. Honestly, I’m not even sure I fit the requirements for it. Ves gets his because he’s a single father with a demanding job. Doctors can get very uncomfortable about long term suppressant use.
We’re not technically supposed to go without a heat, and I’ve never had one with another person before. I used toys when I was in college, but that was dicey since I hid in my closet for several days and used descenting spray every time I perfumed.
The fear of being found after the first few had me running to the health clinic to get a prescription. They’re more lax at the college clinic, well used to their students asking for contraceptives and suppressants. They didn’t even ask me any questions.
Ow, shit. Thank god Cali is visiting her grandmother.
When Ves’ mother saw him on television over his case, she called and demanded to take her for a couple of weeks.
Apparently, he does everything possible to stay out of the limelight.
His family is concerned now that he’s publicly announced he’s lead on The Orphan murders.
“Arlo?”
I fall out of bed and half crawl-slash-run to the bathroom, ducking around Lennox in my hurry. I’m about to lose my dinner from last night. I barely make it before I’m praying to the porcelain god, shuddering and making unspeakable noises as I throw up.
Slick pushes its way out of my asshole in commiseration with my misery, and I whine as I grip the edges of the toilet.
“Definitely not a stomach virus,” Baron says softly. My alphas were making me something to help my stomach, but nothing short of knots and alpha cum is going to fix me.
“Nope,” Lennox grunts.
“Stop...talking around me as if I’m not here,” I groan, closing my eyes.
“I was trying not to distract you,” Baron says. “Let’s get you a shower.”
“Unless you plan to fuck me in there, please get out.”
I’m being rude, but I swear I can’t help it. All I can smell are their scents, and it’s making things worse. It’s like having all of these sweet treats in front of me and being on some kind of diet. How do I ask for them to take care of me?
We haven’t discussed heats yet. I don’t know how this is supposed to work. This revolves around my need to not kick up a fuss and stay small. It’s a hard habit to break. I know they love me. I do.
Flushing the toilet, I shove my pants off my hips as I get up. I feel so hot! My skin is burning up.
“Fucking you is all we’re going to be doing for the next few days, Arlo. I’m trying to figure out the best way to take care of you,” Baron says.
“I’m going to be a feral omega,” I confess, moving to the sink to brush my teeth. I would rather rinse my mouth out with cum, but I’m too afraid to ask.
Would that be too weird?
I’m so focused on what I’m doing, I almost miss my ass cheeks being parted. My teeth clamp on my brush as a tongue is shoved into my puckered hole, lapping at the slick being pushed out of it.
Baron leans against the counter with a smirk, shrugging as he watches me lean over more to give Lennox access.
“That’s not what I asked, baby boy. Your alpha is going to eat your ass while you brush. This is aggressive self-care at its finest, and you know how much Lennox believes in that.”
“Mmumph!”
Baron chuckles as he grabs my toothbrush and presses on my jaw to get me to open my mouth. I can’t bring myself to feel embarrassed as he takes over and Lennox’s hand wraps around my hard dick. No amount of puking is going to make that go down.
“I expect you to not make much sense for a while. It’s hard to talk when your mouth is stuffed with a fat cock.”
My eyes roll back as Baron performs the sexiest self-care I’ve ever had. Lennox groans as I shove into his face, his free hand keeping my ass cheeks open when my hole clenches.
“Stick your tongue out. I want to clean that too before Lennox comes all over it. He’s getting your ass ready for my cock.”
Fuck me. The guys always joke that I ended up with a pack of assholes, but I don’t think this at all. They’re growly and perfect for me. I need to be pushed into remembering to take care of myself, and my anxiety responds better when they get in my face.
“Such a good boy for me,” Baron croons.
Fuck… oh God.
“We’ve got a gusher,” Lennox grins. “That’s it, Little Omega. The first orgasm is always the roughest. Fuck yes. Keep going and ride it out in my hand.”
I think they’re going to kill me. Lennox continues to milk my cock with his fist as Baron pushes my head down.
“Spit.” I do as I’m told, slumping as I whine. I’m no longer nauseous, just really fucking horny. I almost drown as I stick my face under the running faucet to rinse my mouth out and Lennox pushes his fingers into my asshole. “I don’t think we’re doing this right.”
Baron moves to the shower stall to turn on the water, and I hope it’s warm enough by the time I finish dying.
“Don’t inhale the water,” Lennox chuckles. “His stomach muscles are clenching like they’re in a contest to destroy each other. I thought I was helping.”
I choke as I attempt to spit out the water in my mouth and decide no one has ever died before from not rinsing well enough. Here’s to having minty cum-smelling breath. I don’t fucking care anymore.
“Alpha. Cock. Fuck. Now,” I gasp out.
Baron comes back and steals me away from Lennox, but instead of moving to the shower, he lifts me up until my ass is propped up on the edge of the sink. Lennox pulls down Baron’s pants, pumping his cock as he leads him to my needy hole. This brings an entirely new meaning to a helping hand.
Baron grits his teeth as he pulls my hips forward, dragging me down his shaft as I moan.
“That’s it, baby. We’re going to fuck you so good. Lennox, text Ves and tell him to get his ass back here.”
My head and shoulders are pressed against the mirror as Baron begins to fuck into me, and my heels are barely touching the edge of the counter. I can’t do anything more than lay here, but I do register his words.
“He’s…busy. Oh God. More!”
Baron’s cock is hitting the perfect spot as he drives into me, and logic is quickly becoming meaningless.
“You know he wants to be here,” he growls. “Push out while I fuck you. Coat my knot in your slick.”
“Uhhhgh. Yes!”
Baron’s hips continue to slap against my skin as he yanks his hoodie off.
He’s not wearing anything else and he’s gloriously naked now.
His lips are slack as he lets his eyes drift over my body, his palm massaging my stomach as he watches me.
His eyes pinch as I cry out, pain wrenching through me because as good as this feels, it’s not enough.
His arm wraps around my back as he lifts me up, and my ankles cross at the base of his spine as he begins to bounce me on his cock.
“Ahhh. Alpha!”
“I know, baby. We’re going to move you to the shower now. It’s all hands on deck. Lennox! That means you! I need your dick.”
My alpha almost trips over his feet as he rushes into the bathroom, his phone in his hand.
“Ves is a little tied up, but said he’d get here soon,” he gasps, tossing the device onto the counter. He’s already naked, and follows Baron into the shower. “Your hole looks so pretty swallowing our grumpy alpha’s cock.”
“No one can be grumpy right now, not even me,” Baron mutters, kissing my lips. “Mmm. Minty. Focus on my cock, Arlo. You feel it?”
I writhe as he presses me against the tile wall, accidentally bumping my head while I’m at it.
“Yes. So big and thick,” I mewl. “Rearrange my insides, Alpha. I want my colon to remember you for days.”
“Fuck. Arlo,” Lennox chuckles, shocked. “You’re such an adorable freak. I love it. I bet there will be a Baron-sized imprint in your asshole. His cum will proudly proclaim,‘I was here.’”
I gasp out a laugh as Baron does his best to do just that.
“Let’s shoot for his dick bulging out of my stomach and I’m in,” I moan. “Ohhh. God! Baron!”
“Ooh, you do remember my name. Look at you. We’re changing position, baby.”
I begin to cry as Baron pulls out of me. Lennox grabs my arms as soon as my feet hit the floor, guiding my hands to his hips. He’s braced with his back against the glass wall, and I vaguely wonder if there will be alpha-sized butt cheek marks on it later. The cleaning crew is going to hate us.
“We need to tip the housekeepers,” I mumble, dragging my tongue up my alpha’s shaft.
“Still so sweet,” Lennox grins, his fingers twisting into my hair. “I got you, baby. Suck hard for the pain. It’ll help me know how you’re doing while your mouth is busy. Fuuuuuck! Arlo!”
I swallow Lennox down to the root as another cramp hits me, grunting as Baron begins to push his cock back into my ass. My teeth sink into my alpha’s dick, and his yell has me grinning around him. I want to to be spanked and fucked.
“Goddamn, Arlo. Fuck our omega into me,” Lennox groans. “He’s in a lot of pain if the way he’s hoovering my cock down is any indication.”
“I do enjoy bossing you around on occasion,” Baron admits. “Let our omega torture you with his mouth until he gets his reward.”
Cum. Yes. Gimme.
My hands move to grab fistfuls of Lennox’s juicy ass and I hold on for dear life as my alpha fucks me. Bites, fucking, and knots. This is going to be the best damn heat I’ve ever had.