14. Chapter 12
“But what about Wylder?” I asked as Noah gently picked me up and brought me downstairs.
“I’ll get my turn,” Wylder assured me, a glint in his eye.
I was a little worried, yes. I just had his cock in my mouth, but inside me was a different thing. I wondered how the piercings would feel, if I would feel one by one going in.
I clenched, and Noah growled in my ear, “Patience.”
True, the fever has lessened, but I still needed more. I’ve never been sexual like this before. I liked kissing. I liked sex just fine, but I never trembled for someone. I never got so slick between my legs that I had to remove my underwear.
All my senses were heightened around them. My skin felt different, tuned to their touches, and my mouth craved for their kisses.
Noah sat me on the table, naked still. But they all were, and no one seemed to care. Theo went for the fridge and looked me over his shoulder. “A sandwich okay?”
I nodded. Now he said that, I was starving, pizza seeming like two lifetimes ago.
“What time is it?”
“Just past six in the morning,” Noah replied, bringing me a glass of water and checking my temperature once again.
“You guys fuss too much over me.”
“You’re our omega. That’s our job.”
Their omega. I couldn’t help but furrow my brows. I went to sleep in the normal world, and I woke up in need of being knotted. It was a lot to take in, but it was more than alphas and omegas. I was having trouble with the notion that they actually wanted me.
No one else.
Me.
“You can ask questions,” Wylder said, watching me.
I gulped the last of the water down and put aside the glass, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand.
“Explain it to me. Everything. Why do you guys have knots?”
“How come others don’t?” Wylder shrugged.
Theo tsked from the counter as he prepared four sandwiches. “Alpha communities are everywhere, Julia. We don’t know for certain why we were born differently, but we were. We keep to ourselves, our costumes, and our way of life. People come and go, and we just never announce to them what we are.”
“And it’s not just here?”
It was Noah who shook his head. “All over the world. Small communities of alphas, omegas, and betas. But we’re dying out. There aren’t many of us out there anymore—not enough omegas, not enough children being born.”
I wanted to ask, but I couldn’t. I felt like a bitch when I asked Theo why he was single, and I wasn’t going to repeat it.
But he smiled, the wrinkles in the corner of his eyes showing. “The last omega of this community mated twenty years ago. We never thought we were going to find anyone.”
“Not even in other places?” I asked.
“They tried to reach out to other villages,” Noah said. “But our people really like to keep to ourselves. No one volunteered.”
“I don’t think it’s sustainable,” Wylder said. “Other places have alphas just like us, alone. Maybe no one mated outside the community yet, but once they found out about Julia…”
“Yes.” I nodded. “How… How am I an omega and I never knew?”
The idea that my parents lied to me was still heavy in my heart. I loved them fiercely, but it was hard not to carry some resentment. I knew they did what they thought was best for me. I knew I was raised with privileges many only ever dreamed of, but throughout my whole life, I carried this weight in my heart, and only now did I understand why.
I was grateful for the art, for the opportunities. I was grateful for the travels and the memories we made together, but I craved a home. I wanted to settle. I wanted the truth that they never gave me.
“Do you know where your parents were born, Julia?” Theo asked as he put a sandwich in front of each of us.
I nodded, taking a bite, “But I never visited. I only met one of my dad’s brothers.” It was the time he brought us to see the diablada. “My dad never let anyone get too close. He said he didn’t like the place he came from, so we never visited.” The boys exchanged a look, and I asked, “What are you thinking?”
“It’s impossible to know,” Theo started.
“She needs to be from a community,” Wylder pointed out. “It’s the only way.”
“We can investigate that later,” Noah ended the argument. “The most important thing is that Julia is not only a miracle to us.”
Theo nodded. “I know when Kent reached out to other communities, the leaders didn’t want to confirm it, but it seemed like they were dying out too. You are a miracle, Julia. It could mean hope for a lot of packs.”
“It doesn’t mean anything.” I shook my head. “We don’t even know where I’m from. It doesn’t mean more omegas will be out there.”
“But maybe,” Wylder said. “If anyone said to us twenty years ago that there was the smallest chance an omega was out there for us? That could have changed everything.”
“Like what?”
“Like this house,” Noah said, his cheeks turning red.
“What’s wrong with this house?” I snorted.
The house was perfect—every single window, every single room. It was the most amazing thing I’d ever seen.
“It’s …” Noah couldn’t even say the words.
Wylder tsked. “Noah’s parents passed the land to him. He was supposed to bring his pack and his omega here. We were going to decorate, to get it ready, but then…”
Silence fell.
These poor men. They thought they were going to be alone forever. Everyone was mated in the village, and they were left behind like toys no one wanted to play with. My heart broke for them.
“To be fair, I was just a child twenty years ago. You had to wait,” I joked.
Noah nodded, kissing me on the temple in a way that made me feel he was going through a lot of emotions. “And it was worth the wait.”
I blushed, Theo laughed, and Wylder threw a small piece of bread at me that got stuck in my hair.
It was so normal with them, so seamless. My rational side knew I should resist more. It wasn’t every day someone told you that you’re an omega, that you had to mate a pack.
I was feeling defeated, and then suddenly, I was part of an us. I should be feeling overwhelmed, and in a way, I was a bit, but the good kind of overwhelmed.
It was the kind with butterflies in your stomach, the kind that makes you with giddy with possibilities.
I didn’t want them to be wrong. I didn’t want to poke the bear and find out that I actually wasn’t an omega, that I was just plain old Julia, destined to be alone.
A hand gripped my hair, tipping my head back to meet Wylder’s ferocious eyes.
“Break time is over.”
“What?” I chuckled.
He wasn’t joking. His eyes were full of hunger when he whispered against my lips. “Run, little omega.”
My body was quicker than my head once again, because I jumped into action, running from the kitchen. I heard him laughing loudly, knowing that with the short legs I had, they would catch me pretty soon.
I ran to the living room and into the small room behind it. When I heard his steps approaching, I pivoted to the other side, reaching the staircase.
“Little omega, running from your mate? You can’t.”
Shit.
It was so hot, running naked through the house, my feet flapping against the wooden floors. When I reached upstairs, that room called to me.
I tested the door, and bingo. It was unlocked.
I closed the door and found the balcony, my eyes on the small gate leading me to the woods.
Like the first time I ran through these woods with Wylder, my heart hammered in anticipation. The only difference is that the first time, I had no idea what was waiting for me.
I knew better now.
I heard their steps behind me—not only Wylder, but Noah and Theo too, the pack chasing me like wolves.
I was their prey.
I salivated, wanting to be caught but never daring to slow down. As I arrived at the same clearance in the woods as before, I pushed to go faster. These woods held unimaginable power. I knew it now. I believed it.
I heard them approaching, warmth spreading over me.
“Little omega…” Wylder called, and I felt slick gush between my thighs.
Catch me. Please, catch me.
Suddenly, I felt strong arms close around my waist. I was brought to a hard chest, and my legs danced in the air as he lifted me.
“Caught ya,” Wylder chuckled in my ear.
I felt his cock hard digging into my back, his piercings cold in comparison with the warmth of our skin. I whimpered and wiggled my backside, needing the friction.
“You’re such a tease, sweetheart. I’m going to devour you.”
I believed him.
He let me go, and my feet met the ground once again, crushing snow. Theo and Noah were there too, watching a few steps behind.
I gulped, my eyes not moving from Wylder’s cock. He had that boyish smirk of his, his muscles tight like he needed to be held back, but holding back was the last thing I needed.
It was my third knot, and I wanted it like I wanted the first. The fever was still present, burning me up from the inside out. It knew they were three, that I needed three.
“The way you perfume these woods, Julia,” he growled, prowling to me. “It drives me crazy.”
“So easy to follow your scent,” Noah added.
They breathed hard, moved precisely like predators closing on their prey. I jumped back and tripped on a stick, falling into the ground. Wylder was fast, grabbing my ankle and dragging me until I was under him.
“Stay,” he ordered.
I never wanted to go anywhere. I couldn’t. This is where I belonged. I swallowed dryly, my eyes on him as he moved slowly, bringing me closer. Noah positioned himself behind me, his hands on my shoulders and then palming my breasts, teasing my nipples as Wylder took the lead.
“I have these crazy ideas about what to do with you, sweetheart. I don’t know if you’ll survive them.”
“I will,” I said quickly. “You know I will.”
My eagerness made him smile, and something sweet twisted inside me. I’d tried to prove myself my whole life, but everywhere else, I came out lacking.
Not here.
From the second we came together, all my doubts flew out of the window. The boys talked about my body like they knew it before me. They said I perfumed the room, that I went into heat because of them.
It was crazy to imagine my biology knew more than my brain, but it must be right, because I never felt so comfortable in my own skin.
I felt alive. I wanted to show myself to the world for the first time. Talk to people I feared talking to. Laugh too loudly, dance, be unapologetically happy.
I was ready to be me, to accept myself fully.
I didn’t even know I couldn’t until this moment. It was like seeing every color.
Wylder tugged my leg until I slid down to him, leaving Noah’s lap, and his mouth closed on my clit the second it was in range. He was so aggressive, I screamed in surprise.
Hot mouth, icy ground.
“I’m going to fuck you while Theo fucks your ass.” His voice was muffled between my legs.
I rose on my elbows. “What?”
Wylder lifted his head with a wolfish smile. “I’m going to fuck your pussy, and Theo will take your ass. Noah can have your mouth if he likes.”
I had no idea what to say to that, but he didn’t let me dwell on it too much. His mouth descended on me once again, his vicious tongue working an unforgivable rhythm.
“Wylder!” I moaned, grabbing his blonde hair between my fingers.
I couldn’t explain my feelings, wasn’t ready for everything that was happening. Wylder ate me out like he would never get tired of doing so. I relished in his warm body, the sensations overtaking me, and my orgasm building so hot in my core that I could melt snow.
I jumped when I felt something slick and warm at my back entrance. I looked behind me to find Theo licking his fingers and preparing me as Wylder kept licking my clit.
This was really happening.
I must look panicked, because then, all I could see was Noah’s face as he brushed a strand of hair behind my ear.
“They will go slow. You just need to breathe through it.”
I nodded, almost taking notes.
“You’re going to be fine.”
“She won’t,” Wylder laughed.
Noah pierced him with a look, but the other man just laughed. A blink later, Wylder settled in the ground and pulled my body on top of his.
“First, you’re going to take my pierced cock,” he told me, holding my face between his fingers. “And then, Theo will fuck you from behind. That’s all the warming up you’re getting.”
I looked over my shoulder at Theo, his eyes never leaving mine as I nodded.
Wylder’s hands carved into my legs, turning my attention to him once again. He positioned me better, his cock bobbing in front of me, the piercings grazing my clit while he moved me where he wanted me.
“Up, sweetheart,” he urged me, and I did as I was told.
I rose on my knees and positioned his cock right at my entrance before I slowly moved down onto him. My toes curled as the head breached me, and my head tipped back when I found the first piercing. His cock was almost too big, his piercings completing the tight fit.
“Work it,” he commanded, his hand on my hips, urging me to drop lower.
And I did. I dropped and enveloped the second and third piercings, feeling them snug inside me. I howled, and Wylder chuckled, flicking my nipple as I went a little lower.
“Work for my cock, omega.”
Jesus fucking Christ, I’d never worked so hard. I was tired, still horny, and way too out of it. He was big and a little too crazy, another piece of the perfect puzzle.
“Here,” someone said as they reached for my clit and massaged it slowly.
I looked down at the hand snaking across my stomach from behind, and over my shoulder, I found Theo. His cock was ready, pressing against my ass, and when he bit down on my shoulder, I went down the rest of the way.
Five piercings deep, the madman inside Wylder took control, and he started an unforgivable pace, his fingers gripping my waist, not letting me rest for a second. My knees found purchase on the cold ground, and I found the right pace.
He thrusted hard into me, making me whimper when he rose and took a nipple into his mouth. When he bit down, I called his name so loud, the whole country must have heard it.
Right when I thought I couldn’t take any longer, Theo kissed me, swallowing my moans. He never stopped working my clit, and I was beyond gone.
How could I be this close so fast? Theo took his hand off my clit and bit my lip before he asked, “Ready?”
“No warnings, I said,” Wylder reprimanded him.
“Fuck off.”
My throaty laugh spurred Wylder on as his thrusts picked up pace, impaling me and taking my voice away.
I felt Theo’s finger on my ass, pressing against my hole as I leaned forward, holding onto Wylder’s chest.
“Breathe,” Noah whispered.
I looked in the direction of his voice, losing my mind when I saw him sitting closer, his watchful eyes on me as he slowly stroked his dick.
“Noah…” I moaned, and he smirked.
“Oh no, sweetheart.” Wylder took my chin into his hand and moved my face to his. “I’m nine inches deep here. You call my name.”
“Make me,” I taunted.
“Shit.” He shook his head. “Fucking brat.”
He twisted my nipple and took charge of my hips once again. We were frantic, impossible, marvelous.
Theo’s hand pushed down on my back, and I went with it. I felt his warm tip teasing my back entrance, just the thought of having them both inside me making me tremble with need.
“Relax for me, Julia. I need to be inside you,” Theo asked in the sweetest voice.
He was the heart, kind and attentive. Wylder was, well… the wild side. He was unpredictable and impossible. He was fun, a run in the woods, and a laugh so loud, you couldn’t ignore it.
Noah was the protector. Even from afar, I could feel his eyes on me, could hear his patient voice asking me to breathe, guiding me through this.
And they were mine. Theo made space inside me, and all I could think about was that they were mine and I was theirs.
I opened my mouth in a needy, silent scream, stretched beyond belief. I could feel each one of Wylder’s piercings on every thrust, rubbing against me deliciously.
Theo never let me breathe. He went all in and followed Wylder’s lead, filling me up and making me whole. His hand caressed my back, and even as his cock tore me apart, I felt the love in his touch.
Love . Shit.
It was too early to say something like that. Clearly, I was feeling overwhelmed. As the fever of the heat subsided, my heart caught all the feelings I promised myself I wouldn’t.
By taking me, they were literally taking me for themselves.
Their mate . It fluttered in my head as Theo grunted his need in my ear and Wylder smiled wickedly, twisting my nipple almost like he wanted to make it hurt as well.
They stretched me more than I ever thought possible, and when I was full, I still wanted more.
I wanted them all .
I looked at the corner where Noah was, his eyes on fire when we looked at each other. With an extended hand, I called for him.
“I need you,” I whispered, but he heard me fine.
I needed them all inside me. I wanted us to be one, needed that more than anything.
Wylder grunted but slowed down as Noah came to us, cock in his hand, grazing his thumb over his moist tip.
“Please,” I begged.
I begged for him, for them, for home. I was begging to do this every single day, to have them with me like this, like our bodies were made for this forever.
Noah kneeled on the ground in front of me, that smirk of his shining when he took his tip and traced my lips. Hungry, my mouth fell open trying to catch it, and he chuckled.
“You want us all?”
“Please.”
Coil heat curled inside me, and I was about to explode when Noah fed me his cock.
Wylder, Theo, and Noah.
I had them all. They used me like they needed me in their life, and I took them as if my life only started when I arrived at that bar and begged Theo to take me home.
Damp skin slapped against each other, their grunts and growls filling the woods. I was louder though, my whimpers powerful as they remade me.
“You’re so tight, sweetheart. So fucking tight,” Wylder gritted between his teeth.
I squeezed him further, feeling those delicious piercings one by one.
We were together in this, their pleasure echoing into mine. My mouth opened for Noah, my pussy tight for Wylder, my ass ready for Theo.
Noah was the first to come. He took his cock from my mouth and painted my breasts, murmuring filth as he did.
“I love when you’re drenched in my cum. Look at you. Those perfect tits look beautiful like that.”
Then, it was Wylder. He pushed his knot so far into me, Theo had to step back. Wylder wasn’t here for pleasantries, and he wanted to knot me good. I knew the moment we were locked together. He looked into my eyes and called my name, his knot so impossibly big, I couldn’t breathe for a second.
Theo was the last one, painting my back with a growl and holding my hair into his fist.
Knotted, painted, and satisfied. Then, it was my turn.
I came like a hurricane, my hands grasping at Wylder’s chest, trying to find purchase. My throat was raw, my life forever changed.
Wylder played with Noah’s cum all over my chest, making patterns as I rode out my orgasm, his smile calm for the first time.