Chapter 15
Cordelia
Sebastian takes one look at me when we get back and opens his arms. I crawl into them and just lay on his chest, drawing in that intense but soothing scent.
I’ve tried to replicate his scent a few times, but I can never get it just right.
He strokes my back in long, soothing circles as I fall into a state where my brain finally switches off.
There were too many choices, and it just got overwhelming too fast.
It takes a while for me to notice the simmering scent of my heat getting stronger and stronger. I tense, letting out a distressed whine, but Sebastian starts to purr. The vibration under my chest eases the panic but not completely.
“It’s okay, Omega. You’re going to be okay,” Katsu murmurs.
I turn my head towards him and stare into those pale eyes. He’s so confident that everything will be fine.
“You won’t leave me?”
He doesn’t smile; he just presses his fingers to my inner wrist and gently rubs down into my palm.
“I would never leave you,” he murmurs, telling me with both his voice and his eyes.
I believe him.
The heat hits me hard, sudden, and violent. I curl around my stomach, whimpering and letting out a whine. My body clenches as slick pours out of me. My skin gets sensitive, and suddenly, clothes are painful.
“Well, I guess we’re doing this during the heat,” Fox murmurs.
I follow the chocolate smell to Sebastian’s neck and nuzzle the spot, licking and scraping my teeth over it. I shift my body until I’m straddling him, pressing the aching part of me against the hardness that is hidden behind his jeans.
“You’re wearing too many clothes, Alpha.”
Part of me would be mortified at saying that to Sebastian Sol, but a whole new side of me has taken over, and I don’t need to worry about him rejecting me. I know he wants me. I can feel it.
I grind on his jeans, soaking through my clothes and his.
Sebastian pants, his jaw clenches, and his pupils have expanded to take over.
He looks hungry. I arch my back, and his hands grip my waist, holding me still.
I let out a soft, protesting whine, but then he’s pulling my top up over my head.
Fox catches it and tosses the material away.
Sebastian’s large hands cover my breasts.
It’s not the same as when I touch them. God. Why do his hands feel so different from mine? So rough and large. So good.
A ragged sob tears out of me.
“It’s too sensitive. Take it off,” I cry out.
My bra’s undone and removed from my body, and it too disappears.
“Look how perfect you are,” Sebastian says in the roughest and most uncontrolled voice I’ve ever heard.
I lean forward, unable to resist him, and press my lips to his. He tastes of chocolate and years of yearning. My fingers stroke over the soft material of his jumper, pulling until I can work my finger under the material so I’m touching his super-heated skin.
“Alpha,” I struggle to speak, to get my words out. Everything is so hot. “Sebastian, I need you inside me.”
“I need to make this good for you.”
I grab his ear and pull, not enough to hurt, but enough so he sits up, his arms wrapping around me.
“This is good for me, but I need more. Now. Lots more. A…” my mind hesitates, stutters, and the word blooms like the answer to prayers I didn’t know I had, “knot. Your knot. Inside me.”
“Oh, shit,” Sebastian whispers with a husky warble. He stands up, one hand gripping my ass, holding me tight to him.
“Is it too hard?” I whisper against his lips and giggle.
“Oh, you are a comedian, aren’t you?” Sebastian growls and kisses me again, his teeth catching my bottom lip and nipping lightly. “Very funny, Cordie.”
I bite his jaw, dragging my tongue over the stubble that’s grown there. “Mmm, you taste like winter nights and all the nights I spent touching myself staring at your window.”
Sebastian growls and sways; his eyes are almost entirely black. “You touched yourself and thought of me?”
“Oh, we have a whole sordid history. We’ve fucked everywhere.”
Sebastian moans.
I know the other two are around, but my focus is entirely on this alpha, on how he feels between my legs, the hardness of his grip, his breath and moans, the way his eyes stare at me, like this is a dream that he’s going to fight to the death to keep.
“You are still wearing too many clothes,” I point out breathlessly.
“Fuck,” he hisses and kisses me hard. “I have to put you down to get naked.”
“Mmm, that is how clothes come off.”
Sebastian huffs and bites my lower lip in a punishing grip.
Abruptly, I’m set down, and he steps away. I let out a protest and follow him. Katsu grabs my arms, holding me back, while Fox peels my jeans from my body. As soon as they’re gone, he pulls my underwear off and then brings them to his nose, inhaling deeply.
I swivel my head around to watch him. Um, that is incredibly hot and a bit confronting, but it sends the heat in me even higher, like the fire has exploded to consume all of me and is only being contained by the skin.
My eyes track down and find the hard length of him pressing against his pants.
My mouth waters.
“Omega, I need you to listen,” Katsu demands.
It’s impossible to ignore him. I focus on him, watching the way his lips move.
“This is your first time and his, and you’re going to want to push, but he needs to make sure you feel good. It’s important, so you’re going to listen to us, aren’t you, Omega?”
I stare at him and then bob my head.
“Good girl.”
I gasp, and when he gets close, I step into him, rubbing my body along the length of his.
His fingers trail over my back, leaving liquid lightning in their path. I’m turned, and I find myself staring at a naked Sebastian again. It’s been years since I accidentally walked in on him in the shower, and he’s changed, but not that much. He is just bigger, more intense, larger than life.
I step away from Katsu as he turns, and I get a look at him. I’ve seen naked men on the Internet, when Sofia and I got curious in high school and looked up pictures. The guys at school when they were skinny-dipping.
But I’ve never seen a guy like this, not erect and hard and weeping for me. I’ve never seen the engorged flesh of an alpha’s knot. But I can see it now.
Sebastian looks raw, and there’s a flicker of hesitation in his eyes.
No, that’s not good enough. I glide towards him, stepping into him deliberately so the hot, thick ridge of his cock presses against my stomach.
I’m breathing hard, my lungs rising and falling as I slowly lift my hands and run them down his chest.
I could touch him all day long and never get bored.
“You are beautiful.”
“I think that was my line,” Sebastian says.
“Take me to my nest, Alpha.”
One arm sweeps me up, and he’s turning, stomping down the hallway to the nest. He opens the door and stops dead.
I do a double take, pulling myself free of his arms, and step into the room.
It’s lit up with twinkling lights. There’s a little box that’s projecting coloured waves.
There’s a massive mattress taking up three quarters of the space that looks like it could easily handle all four of us, and so many pillows and cushions it’s not funny.
“I was supposed to make the nest,” I say flatly.
“Did you want to?” Sebastian says. “We thought we were helping.”
“No, I didn't, I just am supposed to want to, right? It was enough to pick it out; I didn’t need to do this, but I should have, right? That’s what omegas do?” I fret, feeling like I’ve stuffed up, like it’s not right.
“Who says that’s what omegas do? Omegas can do whatever they want.” He brushes a hand over my hair, soothing the uncertainty. “Besides, Fox and Katsu really enjoyed doing this for you.”
“They did?” I ask uncertainty.
“We did,” Katsu says. “It was my pleasure to create my omega’s nest.”
I look at it with more interest, seeing the organised lines of Katsu and the chaotic artistry of Fox. They created my nest. It somehow feels extra special, sacred, even. The unease is smoothed away, leaving me feeling soft and warm.
I step into it and kneel on the bed. It’s perfect, not too soft, not too hard.
There aren’t too many blankets, nor are there too many pillows.
More importantly, the nest smells like my alphas, and I beeline straight to the pillows, where I find items of their clothing.
I lean down, picking them up, smelling them one by one before replacing them exactly where I found them.
“I love it,” I whisper, near tears.
There’s a box on the mattress that I look at. It’s black and has a ribbon. It’s about the size of my hand. I reach for it, checking in to see if someone is going to stop me.
“Who is this from?”
“That’s from me,” Sebastian says. “It’s for you. For now, actually.”
I grab it and rip it open, staring at the yellow vibrator and feeling the hunger return in a wave that takes my breath away.
“What’s this for?” I purr.
“To make you feel good.”
It’s not in its packaging, and when I turn it on, I find that it’s charged. I turn to Sebastian and toss it to him. He catches it easily.
“Show me?”
He wheezes but nods like this is a mission he is prepared to die to achieve and climbs onto the bed, all tawny, tasty skin and rippling muscles.
“Do you want us to go-” Katsu asks.
“Stay. I want you to watch.”
My words send a bolt of panic and intense arousal through me.
Yes, I want these alphas to watch. I want to see them going crazy, and then I want them to make me theirs.
The twinkling lights turn the roof into a pseudo night sky, and I wriggle under my alpha, getting into the perfect position.
I hum happily as Sebastian glides one of his giant hands up my ankle to my hip.
I recline on the pillows, my hair fanning out around me.
Katsu leans on the wall, while Fox sits on the edge of the bed, but I lose track of them as Sebastian takes the buzzing toy and trails it from my knee up to my inner thigh.
“Show me how wet you are,” he rasps.
I slowly part my thighs; his breath hitches.
“You are very wet.”
He swallows hard and sweeps his hand forward, trailing his fingers across my skin until he reaches this spot on my inner thigh. I jerk and grab his wrist, falling back on the pillows, panting.
“What was that?” he murmurs and brushes the spot again.
I spasm a second time, letting out a whine.
“Tell me,” he demands.
“I don’t know, it’s just like that spot has a direct line on my insides, and it just feels so freaking good,” I say between clenched teeth.
“That is…good to know.”
His hand slides back down, and I realise he’s taking note of how I react to how he’s touching me and where.
“You could just draw a map,” I grumble.
“Katsu is already on it,” Sebastian says dismissively.
I bark a surprised laugh which turns into me choking when he suddenly lays down and surges up between my legs, using his shoulders to force my legs wide.
His fingers are gentle and warm and so alien. I let out a choked cry. My body bears down, and slick runs out of me. It’s embarrassing, but then I hear a hungry growl.
Before I can say anything, Sebastian leans forward and puts his mouth on me. I almost come off the bed. I claw the blankets, writhing and twisting, but he pins me there and licks until I can’t focus on anything but his mouth on me.
“Bas, my Bas. Please, oh, fuck.”
He brings up the buzzing toy and touches it to my clit.
I arch up, screaming. My toes curl, and I lose time; I know I do. Sebastian hauls me up against his mouth and goes into a frenzy.
I can’t do anything but lie there and ride the waves of my body.
“You look beautiful,” Katsu murmurs. It’s the first clear thing I hear or see, my alpha telling me I’m beautiful.
“Please?” I ask him, but I don’t even know what I want.
Fox chuckles and lies beside me, reaching out to trace a fingertip around my nipple. “Watching is amazing. But I’d like to touch you, may I?”
I nod as Sebastian tosses the toy aside and gets up on his knees. He grabs my legs and lifts them so they are pressed against his shoulder.
I feel the blunt head of his cock nuzzling my entrance. I exhale through the nerves, but they disappear when I look at the alphas who are with me.
I trust them.
They won’t leave me.
He pushes in, but slowly, his eyes scanning my face, looking for any sign of discomfort.
There are a million things I want to say, but I hold them all back, swallowing them all down.
It’s weird, but it doesn’t hurt, and after a moment, it kinda feels good.
He pulls out and pushes back in, starting a rocking motion that has me losing my mind. I slide my legs free of him, but wrap them around his back and use them to pull myself up with each time he thrusts into me.
He collapses on me, his body framing mine, blanketing mine. Sebastian kisses me, and I fall into the fantasy I never thought I’d live to see. He strokes us higher, pushing the ache and feel of fullness until I’m clawing at his back, and he’s just letting out a deep thrumming sound that won’t stop.
I bury my face in his neck, holding him to me as he thrusts harder. His knot hits my entrance hard and then slides in. Pleasure explodes and then ripples through me, growing stronger as his knot gets bigger, until every movement of either of us sets off firework levels of pleasure inside me.
I don’t even realise I’m weeping until I hear him telling me that it will be okay.
He pulls back, and I stare into those eyes I’ve known forever.
“I promise, Cordelia, it’s all going to be okay.”
And I believe him.