Chapter Eleven
Vanessa
I'm relaxing in the hot tub while the guys are inside playing video games. The sun went down hours ago, and I haven't felt this relaxed and carefree in forever. Christmas is only a few days away, and our family will be arriving soon. I have to enjoy the peace and quiet while I can.
There's a rustling sound, and a second later, I hear a growl coming from somewhere in the dark. I smirk, thinking it's probably Zayne trying to trick me into thinking there's a bear out there. Like he did all those years ago.
"Haha, very funny, Zayne," I giggle, leaning out a bit to try and catch sight of him. "Instead of standing out there in the cold, why don't you join me in here? The water is perfect."
He doesn't respond, so I lie back in the water, deciding to enjoy the bubbles.
There's a creak as if someone is coming up the porch steps, and then another growl.
My eyes fly open when I realize it's way too animalistic to be Zayne.
Standing on the last step, with its paw frozen in the air, is a grizzly bear, staring at me.
What the fuck was a fucking grizzly bear doing here in the middle of the fucking Winter?
Everything I've learned about how to handle a grizzly flies out the window, and I start floundering around in the water, screaming for the guys.
The bear roars at me, but before anything else can happen, Mason runs outside, his eyes widening when he sees our new friend.
He starts waving his hands, shouting at the bear.
Zayne comes out with a bat and starts slamming it against the floor, making even more noise.
I swear, the bear gives a fuck this shit, I'm out look and disappears down the stairs.
Silas appears next to me, lifting me out of the hot tub and carrying me inside. I'm shaking in his arms, either from shock or the cold. Who knows? He wraps a towel around me and sits down in front of the fireplace. "You okay, baby?"
"Why was there a fucking bear out there?" I sob, clinging onto him. "It's the middle of Winter. Shouldn't it be hibernating?"
"Sometimes they wake up looking for food," Zayne says, rubbing my back, the motion calming me. "It must have smelled the meat we cooked earlier and came to investigate. It's gone now."
"I'm never going outside again," I huff out, finally calm but still feeling dramatic.
"How did it even get so close without you hearing it? They usually make a lot of sound."
"I thought it was you trying to scare me again." I'm full on pouting at Zayne.
There is a beat of silence before all three burst into laughter. Mason pulls me tighter into him, and Silas leans down to boop my nose. I try to bite his finger, which causes them to laugh even more.
"You're so fucking adorable," Silas says, planting kisses on the back of my neck.
I'm about to protest when a cramp hits me out of nowhere, causing me to double over in pain. A whine escapes my lips, and I suddenly feel hot. So hot. I swallow down another whine and fan myself, the guys looking at me with concern.
"Ness, what's wrong?" Silas asks, his nostrils flaring. I can see him putting two and two together. My scent was potent.
"I think it's a heat spike." I sob when another cramp hits me. I was so stupid. They taught us what signs to look out for, but I've never had a heat before. You need to be around compatible alphas to trigger one. I didn't realize how quickly it could happen. "It hurts so much!"
Mason kneels in front of me. "It's going to be okay, baby," he coos, rubbing up and down my thighs. "Can I help you get rid of the pain?"
I nod frantically, and he quickly kisses my inner thigh before sliding my bikini bottom down my legs, exposing me to him and Zayne. "Touch me," I beg him, not caring what they see or how I look.
"Silas, spread her open for me," Mason commands and Silas hooks my legs over his, spreading me open. "You have such a pretty little pussy, Ness." He starts feasting on me, and Silas has to wrap his arms around me to keep me from bucking off his lap.
Mason circles his tongue around my clit and looks up at me through hooded eyes as he teases me.
I grab the back of his head, my nails digging into his scalp as I pull him closer.
Silas undoes my bikini top and starts playing with my nipples while kissing my neck.
The two of them touching me at the same time sends me over the edge, and I cry out as I come.
It takes me a second to come down from my high, and shame sets in. They didn't ask for this, and one look at Zayne's face is enough to chase away the haze. He's frowning at us, his fists clenched at his sides.
"I'm so sorry," I sob, trying to get up, but Silas holds me tight. "I'm so sorry, Zayne. Please don't be mad at them. I'll leave."
Zayne marches forward, pulling me off Silas's lap and into his arms. "Ness, that was the hottest thing I've ever seen. You coming undone for my pack mates is so fucking sexy, and I want to see it again and again." He plants kisses all over my face, and I melt into his arms.
"Why did you look so upset?" I ask softly.
"I feel like a bad alpha," he admits, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear. "You deserve a nest and all the comfy things an omega needs, and we don't have them here. We set up the perfect nest for you to decorate back home, but didn't think to do it here. I'm so sorry, baby girl."
I gasp, wrapping my arms around his neck, I lean up to kiss him. "You have a nest for me back home?"
"Every decision we've made since puberty has included you," Zayne says so matter-of-factly; I have to believe him. "We designed the house with you in mind. If there's anything it doesn't have that you want, we'll make sure to get it."
"Can I have a puppy?" I ask, fluttering my eyelashes at him. "I've always wanted a puppy, but Mom likes cats."
"You can have ten puppies, gorgeous. Anything to make you happy." Silas declares, a lopsided smile on his face. A giggle escapes me when I see the panic on Zayne's face.
"I think we'll start with one," I say, patting Zayne's chest, and I feel him relax.
"What's your favorite breed?" Mason asks, pulling me back onto his lap.
"I don't care about breeds, but I wouldn't mind a bigger dog. I've always wanted to adopt one from the shelter."
He smiles into my hair, and I snuggle into him. He's such a big teddy bear; cuddling with him is the best.
"How are you feeling?" Zayne asks, kneeling in front of me, stroking up and down my legs.
"I'm good now, but I don't know if it's over," I say, letting out a happy little sigh when he starts rubbing my feet.
"I'm going to get dinner started. You go with Silas and look through our stuff for whatever you need.
Mason, we have that huge tent up in the attic.
It's not anything fancy, but it could work as a makeshift nest for now.
I'll help you bring down one of the mattresses when you're done setting it up. "
I swoon at how authoritative Zayne sounds. I love a man who can take charge. Silas smirks at me, obviously knowing where my head is at. He lifts me off Mason's lap and carries me up the stairs bridal style. I bounce on my ass when he drops me on his bed.
"What do you need, gorgeous?"
"Can you bring me everyone's laundry hampers?" I ask shyly. He looks at me like I'm crazy and the most precious thing in the world.
I claw through their dirty clothes, bringing various items up to my nose for a sniff test. The smellier they are, the better. When I have what I need, I carry my stash downstairs, instructing Silas to bring down all of their bedding and pillows.
Mason moved the couches off to the side and placed the tent right in the middle of the living room. It's the perfect little makeshift nest. After dumping everything inside, I wrap my arms around his waist, looking up at him through my lashes. "Thank you so much for doing this for me."
"I would do anything for you, Vanessa," he chokes out, holding me tight.
"And I would do anything for you," I murmur, meaning it. His mouth claims mine, hot and hungry, and lifts me up. I wrap my legs around his waist, kissing him back. I can feel his hard on against my core and start grinding on it, but he breaks the kiss and puts me down.
"Later, baby," he promises, kissing my nose when I pout at him. "You need to get your nest sorted, and Zayne will kill me if you don't eat something before your heat starts."
"Be a good girl and listen to Mason," Zayne calls from the kitchen.
I want to be his good girl.
Mason winks at me and nudges me towards the tent, slapping my ass when I get on all fours to crawl inside. I turn to glare at him, but he's too busy staring at my ass. I make sure to sway my hips a bit when I crawl inside, smirking when I hear him curse under his breath.
I spend the next hour getting everything perfect inside my little nest, loving how cramped it is.
There is enough room inside for all four of us, but it'll be a tight squeeze.
I love it! When every pillow, blanket, and smelly item of clothing is exactly where I want it, I crawl out of the tent, finding all three of them sitting on the couch, waiting for me.
"Nest!" I say happily, making them chuckle.
"Will you invite us in, little omega?" Silas asks, his eyes hooded.
"Maybe." Who am I kidding? Of course, they're invited into my nest. "If you promise to knot the fuck out of me."
"Fuck yes!" Silas whoops, jumping up, but Zayne grabs him by the shoulder, stopping his movements.
"She needs to eat something first," Zayne says firmly, grabbing my hand and leading me into the kitchen.
"I'm not hungry!" I'm full on pouting, and I stomp my foot for added dramatics.
"Omega, sit down and eat your food."
Crossing my arms over my chest, I glare at him. "No."
In a flash, I'm on his lap, facing him. "Be my good girl and listen to me, please."
"Or else what?"
"Or else I'm going to spank you for not listening."
I swallow down the whine in my throat, slick gushing out of me. "And if I do eat?"
Zayne chuckles, but he doesn't sound amused. "I'm still going to spank you for being a little brat, but if you follow my instructions, I'll make you come when I'm done." He picks up a piece of bread and holds it to my lips. "Open."
And I do. Every time I finish chewing, Zayne calls me a good girl, and when we're done eating, and I slide off his lap, his lap is drenched in my slick.
I guess I have a praise kink.