Chapter 17
Chapter seventeen
August
I’ve lost track of how long I’ve been listening to Iris and Wilder fuck. My poor dick is hard and straining, pre-cum staining the fresh set of boxers I put on.
I’m suffering alone out here, but it’s by choice.
Mateo and Jett went downstairs at least twenty minutes ago, unable to be so close to their pack lead in rut.
I could tell it hurt them to walk away, but it would have been worse if they stayed.
Especially since they’ve both been close to falling into rut themselves, being near has them at risk of doing the same.
I’ve heard stories of more than one Alpha succumbing to it at the same time, and I know Iris is an Omega and built to take them, but she shouldn’t have to deal with that.
So, my mate and Jett are off getting a late lunch and fixing Iris and Wilder something for when the rut subsides.
And I’m on watch duty. We all trust Wilder, of course we do, but this is an unusual circumstance.
I told them I’d stay in case Iris needed me to intervene.
Moreover, I’m the best person for the job.
I’ve helped Wilder through a rut before, and I know how he is.
I can take his dominance and punishing strength.
And while we may not be intimate in the way Mateo and I are on a daily basis, we both love each other.
I also have eyes and my Prime is a very attractive Alpha.
It’s not like I didn’t enjoy helping him when he needed me, and he knows I’ll always be there for him. He trusts me and I trust him.
“Augie!”
I’m standing up from my spot on the wall in a flash, heart racing by the command in Wilder’s voice and the surprise of it coursing through my system.
“Get in here. Our Omega needs you.”
I’m walking into his bedroom before I even have time to take a breath. The door had been cracked open, but the moment I’m inside their combined scents hit me like a freight train.
Strawberry, mint, sex—like a mojito on the beach in the summertime. I hold back a groan, dick tenting my underwear.
“He’s been waiting to help you, Omega. Look how excited he is.”
My gaze meets Wilder’s briefly. He’s sitting on the bed next to Iris, his hazel eyes black, and thick pierced cock impressive and leaking.
He’s definitely in rut, but way more coherent than he was the time I helped him.
In the hours that we fucked, he’d hardly let up.
Grunting and swearing. He wasn’t making full sentences like this, or acting like the cocky Wilder I know he can be when he’s not in pack leader or business mode.
I won’t complain about it, because I’m glad he’s let me join and his Alpha wants to share.
But that doesn’t mean I’m not going to be cautious.
The last thing we need is to add some Alpha rage to the mix.
“You’re here,” Iris says from the bed. Or should I say our Omega.
She’s stunning. Her generous body is covered in marks from our fingers and mouths, not to mention cum, slick, and sweat. Her face is flushed with desire and lips swollen from kisses. Her legs are slightly spread, her pussy plump and ready to be fucked again.
I cautiously step forward toward the bed, making sure to be aware of Wilder. “I’m here, sweet girl.”
She reaches for me, spreading her legs wider to invite me between them.
I’ve had dreams like this before, ones I never even told Mateo about.
Visions of us together tangled in sheets while I made her come again and again.
Not only us alone but with Mateo and our pack.
I still can’t believe this is all real. That my dream girl is here. That she’s our mate. Our Omega.
It makes me wish I would have met her sooner.
That I’d gone to one of her conventions for Knot Hollows or tried to get our pack to hire her for a movie before now.
But what’s done is done, and that’s the past. I’m living in the present, and hopefully after her heat is over she’ll choose to stay with us forever.
I take another step forward but when I reach the edge of the bed Wilder stops me. Iris whines, the low keen an arrow to my gut. I swallow and meet my pack leader’s gaze. He’s half-smiling, stroking his hand down our Omega’s arm.
“I’m knotting her ass, and you’re going to knot her pussy. Do you understand?”
My heart bangs in my chest and all I can hear is the sound of blood pumping in my ears. There’s only two ways I can “knot” an Omega as Beta. One, is if I put on a silicone knot, or two, I use my fist.
I don’t have a silicone knot right now so that leaves the latter.
I’d imagined doing that to Iris when I was fingering her on the couch, and I’m not going to lie and say I’m not very interested in the idea.
And by the smell of Iris’s perfume filling the air and fresh slick dripping from her slit, she wants what Wilder is offering.
Even if she may not know exactly what that is.
She’ll soon find out.
“I understand, Alpha.”
Wilder’s half-grin turns to a smile that shoots a shiver of anticipation through me that goes right to my dick. He turns to Iris and leans over to capture her lips in his. He kissed her on set, but watching them now in the privacy of his bedroom is erotic to say the least.
Wilder’s tattooed hands grip her face, nearly swallowing it whole.
Her mouth opens to him obediently and the sounds they make are obscene.
I palm my cock through my briefs for some relief, but not enough that I’ll come in my pants again.
I’m going to save it all for our Omega. She’ll no doubt want it before our time here is through.
She drank me down before like I was the best tasting Beta on the planet, and I won’t deny that I liked watching her swallow my cum.
I want to see her do it again and again.
Wilder pulls back from Iris’s mouth. She pouts and tries to get him back but he says something to her I can’t hear.
He shifts her toward the edge of his bed and places a pillow under her hips and head.
When he’s satisfied, he kisses down her neck and over her breasts.
His strong hands palm them, squeezing them hard so she cries out.
When he’s done playing, he makes his way over her stomach, kissing each line and mark, before kissing down to her pussy.
I squeeze my cock harder and pull air into my lungs the moment Iris cries out.
She grips his dark hair beneath her fingers as he swirls his tongue around her clit, lapping up her slick until more drips out and he does the process again.
It doesn’t take long before she’s writhing on the bed and begging.
“Alpha, please. Aug—” She reaches out for me as an orgasm hits her with a brutal force.
Wilder takes the moment she arches off the bed in pleasure from his tongue to remove the silver plug from her ass.
The action elicits a high keening noise, and Wilder uses one of his hands to motion me to them while he helps our Omega ride through her orgasm with his mouth.
I cautiously move on to the bed, the mattress dipping under my weight.
Wilder looks up at me, mouth and beard soaked with slick.
I tap into our bond and am hit with not only his pure and pressing arousal, but gratitude toward me being there with him.
It’s odd considering the situation, but now I’m curious if ruts with scent-matched Omega’s are different from normal ruts.
Another thing to Google when I’m not getting ready to dive fist first into our Omega’s tight pussy.
I smirk at Wilder and he mirrors the same expression back, as if he knows exactly what I was thinking about. He glances down to my hand then to Iris. “Go slow.”
There’s no bark in his command but I’m not going to disobey his request. I replace Wilder’s mouth with my fingers, lazily playing with her over-sensitive clit. She tries to arch into my hand but Wilder pins her legs open.
“Stay still, Omega,” he demands. “Our Beta is going to make your pussy feel so good before I knot your tight little asshole.”
Fuck. I forgot how dirty Wilder can talk. It’s hot to say the least.
I shift on the bed so I can use both hands. I continue to circle her clit slowly while I collect slick with the other. When it’s nice and wet, I make eye contact with Iris.
“If it’s too much, tell me to stop.”
She nods vigorously, eyes glossy with pleasure and lost to her heat.
I’m not sure she knows exactly what I’m going to do but she’ll figure it out soon enough.
I dip two fingers inside her, ignoring whatever Wilder is doing for now.
He’ll make it known if he wants me to stop or do something different.
Iris’s pussy grips my fingers, already greedy for more. I wet my lips and slide my fingers further in until I’m knuckle deep, curling them and dragging them over the spot where a knot would usually lock.
“Yes!” she cries, her body trembling with her need. “More! I need more!”
“I know you do, sweet girl. And I’m going to give it to you.”
I add a third finger, then a fourth, moving in slow circles before pushing them in and out, the squelching sounds sexy as hell.
“She’s ready,” Wilder says. His tone is a near growl that alerts me he’s hanging on to himself by a thread again. No doubt the need to knot his Omega and ease her discomfort riding him hard, even more so since he’s in rut.
“I’m going to knot you now, Omega.”
She blinks at me in surprise and I return it with a playful smile, forming my hand into a duck bill. My entire hand slips past her opening, her pussy sucking me in. She cries out and I place my free hand on her lower belly to sooth her.
“Look at you,” I say in awe. “Taking my knot like such a good Omega should,” I tease, forming my hand into a fist inside her so she feels what I’m saying.
She gasps, hips lifting. “Oh my gods!”