13. Lila
Lila
My first thought is ouch. My body feels like I decided to join a marathon in my sleep. Which, I guess in a way, I did. But it’s distinctly different this time.
Usually, when my heats end, the ache is in my abdomen. In my chest. Unsatisfied heats can be painful for omegas, and with Larry, I often went very unsatisfied.
But this time? Fuck, I can feel the cum slicking my inner thighs. The scent of sex and alphas is heavy in the air. They took such amazing care of me. These alphas that had no commitments to me.
None of them is my boyfriend. They simply like me. They enjoyed making me come. Hell, Wes seems to have a kink involving endless orgasms. Never-ending orgasms, honestly.
And how many times did River lick the cum from between my legs? Fuck, I think Harrison pumped me so full of his cum, he was trying to overwhelm my birth control and impregnate me or something.
Flashes of my heat fill my mind, but none of the memories fully stick. Just moments here and there. Did I bite River? Shit…
The realization that these three alphas did more for me in one heat than Larry ever did in four years has tears filling my eyes. I’m draped across an alpha’s chest, so I roll over to avoid disturbing Harrison’s sleep. He sits up the second I pull away from him, though. Guess his rut ended too.
“Come here, Lila. Do you need another knot?” He reaches for me, but I resist, burying my face further into the blankets, embarrassed that he’s catching me crying.
“My heat’s over,” I groan, unsure if I want him to abandon me now or comfort me. I can’t face them if they thought I was awful…if I wasn’t enough. If they want to be done with me now that I’m no longer in heat.
“Shit, what's wrong, baby girl?” Harrison has me scooped up and in his lap in seconds. His scent blooms until it’s as comforting as the way he cuddles me to his chest. The contact is so soothing, I settle enough to catch my breath.
River and Wes are pressing into me as soon as Harrison gets us sitting up, their scents flooding the air along with their packmates.
Comfort and reassurance. Everything omegas need when they’re vulnerable.
I shake my head, unable to look up. Unable to face them, because what I’m about to say could anger them.
Larry lashed out when I angered him… The scent of my fear causes a ripple of growls, that turn to purrs, to fill the air.
They prove that they are nothing like Larry at every turn, so why do I keep comparing them to him?
“I want to go home now,” I whisper. Harrison takes a deep breath, as I hold mine, scared of his reaction. “But I don’t have one anymore,” I add softly. “My ex… I had to leave a lot of my things behind. I’m sleeping on my best friend's couch.”
Harrison’s purr sputters out as his chest rumbles with a growl.
I brace for heated words or accusations, but instead, he just holds me tighter.
He huffs a heavy breath, but his purr picks back up.
He’s not mad at me? I bury my face against his neck and breathe in his alpha scent, letting it calm my racing heart when he doesn’t shove me away.
“Stay here with us, Lila. We’ve got plenty of space for you.
And you don’t have to sleep alone, our beds are more than big enough for you,” Wes offers without hesitation, which only makes me cry harder.
Their worry for me fills their scents, as it grows thick in the air. River and Harrison grunt in agreement.
I don’t say anything. I can’t yet. My throat is too tight. And I don’t even know what to say to that kind of offer. Stay with them? They’re offering to let me live with them. Is that what they want?
“Tomorrow I’m taking you to your ex’s place, and we’re getting all of your things back. I’d ask to go today, just so he can smell our cum on you, but you need rest. You’ve had a long four days,” River says, stroking my hair gently.
Four days? My heats usually last two. The cramping can last longer than that, though. River’s other words click in my head then, and I blink up at him. The idea of them going with me to get the rest of my things that Larry has been keeping from me makes me tear up again.
Even if Larry did try to stop us, at least I wouldn’t be alone. Still, they’re already offering to do so much for me.
“You don’t have to do that,” I murmur around the tightness in my throat. I can’t accept their offer to move in yet, can I? I need to see Wendy, but the thought of leaving makes me dizzy. If I leave, will they tell me not to come back?
“No, I don’t. But I’m going to anyway. Your ex was a piece of shit, but my pack is going to show you what it’s like to be taken care of.” River’s vow makes my heart race.
“I’ll come as well,” Wes says, and when I glance at him, the mischievous smirk on his face should make me nervous. But it doesn’t.
“We can get your things from your friend today, if you want? We’ll all go,” Harrison offers, and any lingering anxiety melts away.
“She might want the three of you to wait in the hall,” I wince, “or you’ll need scent blockers.” The thought of them covering up our scents makes my stomach turn.
“We can wait in the hall, Lila. We’re not removing your scent from our bodies…” Wes says as he stands up, offering me a hand.
“Okay,” I nod, not sure why that makes me so happy. “I’m going to call her and warn her first,” I say, grabbing a blanket that looks relatively slick and cum free to wrap around my body.
“I’ll make you breakfast,” River says with a smack on my ass. “We’ll go after you eat.”
River
I’m leaning over the sink in my master bathroom to look closer at the teeth marks left on my shoulder when my omega peeks in shyly from the doorway.
“What’s wrong, sweetheart?” I am moving forward to take her into my arms before I finish the question.
I see the moment her eyes catch on my neck. Biting her lip as she looks up into my gaze.
“Is…is this okay?” Reaching up, I pull the bottom lip she's worrying out of her teeth and press my nose into the soft skin of her neck.
“More than. It’s everything we’ve ever dreamed of. And soon we'll make good on that promise to make you ours. For now, you get to feel how much I want you. How much I need to have eyes on you all the time.”
There’s a hitch in her breath as she takes that in. I pull back enough to grab her slim hand in mine and lead her into my room.
The soft gray walls of the room are interrupted by the dark furniture I prefer. Two bookcases on either side of my desk are full of books and picture frames. Lila pulls away from me to take a closer look as I step over to sit on the queen-size bed pushed into the corner.
Throwing herself back into my office chair, in front of my desk, I know she’s finally ready to ask the question.
“How did you know?” She’s firm as she asks, but I think she knows the answer.
“What do you mean?” The smirk taking over my face says it all.
“Everything. Somehow, you have known details that no one else does, and the things I like from the get-go. I talked a lot with Harrison that night, but not that much. And I doubt you paid that much attention to me in school.” She leans back in the seat, ready to face the truth.
“You’re mine. Ours. I knew it from the moment I scented you. I made it my business to know all aspects of you.”
“You really did stalk me.” There is no question, just certainty.
I shrug.
“Research. I like to be informed.”
She is rolling her eyes as she gets up and crosses the room to stand in front of me.
“You’re lucky I like you, Alpha.” Leaning forward to rest my arms on her shoulders, I lean into her chest, loving the scent of our pack clinging to her.
“A little light stalking is good for a healthy relationship.” I laugh as she settles against me.
“Questionable at best, sir,” she murmurs as she kisses the mark she left on my neck. Groaning at the feel of her, she ruins my new plans of seduction when her stomach growls.
“Come on, Sweetheart. Wes made French toast. Let’s get out there before Harrison eats all the bacon.”