Chapter 20
CHAPTER TWENTY
Kara
Abath and food were just what I needed to feel somewhat like myself again. My body still ached, but not nearly as bad as before I got in the bath.
Even though I was on suppressants and had just gone through a full-blown heat the last time, this one felt similar. The only difference was that it didn’t hurt nearly as much because I had four alphas making sure I was taken care of.
After soaking in the cool bath for a while and eating the sandwich and chips Alvaro brought me, I quickly showered and emerged from the bathroom wrapped in a towel. There was really no point in putting on clothes when I was likely to strip them off again soon enough.
The bedroom wasn’t bad, but it wasn’t good either.
It had been a struggle the night before not to lose my omega sanity over being in the back of a bus for the first wave of my heat.
I thought it would be fine, but every time the bus had moved or whatever came on to power things, I’d feel twitchy.
Not to mention there was absolutely no privacy, even from my alphas.
Now, I was in some stranger’s space, and not only was the bedroom large, but it had windows up high with no blinds.
I didn’t like feeling needy and picky, but something about feeling like your insides are being ripped in half from not having sexual relief and a knot just brought out the codependent side.
My nose burned with the urge to cry. I hated being so vulnerable and being away from a safe space where I was comfortable. But I’d chosen this and chosen them. There was no turning back now.
There was a shirt and shorts on the bed for me, but I ignored them, tucking the towel tighter around me. I was in search of a brush or a comb. I had a whole regimen for my hair but was just going to put it back in braids again.
“Hey, sweetheart.” Tate jumped off the couch, nearly knocking the Sprite out of Cal’s hand as a timer went off on his phone. “Feeling better?”
I thought he was going to come wrap me in his arms, but instead, he went into the open kitchen and opened the oven to pull out a sheet of chocolate chip cookies. At least, that was what they smelled like.
“Yeah.” I scrunched my nose at the television showing a college football game. “Why does sports have to be on every day all the time?”
Would they rather be watching football than in my nest with me? The thing was, I knew my brain was being ridiculous, but I couldn’t stop the sudden feeling of loneliness.
Cal wiped the side of his hand where some drink had spilled on his sweatpants. They had all showered. I could smell the soap mixing with their scents, and I didn’t like it one bit. “Do you want me to put it on something else? There’s every channel known to man on here.”
I shook my head and rubbed the back of my calf with my opposite foot. “I just...”
And then I burst into tears.
Cal was to me first and picked me up, sitting back down on the couch. “What’s wrong? Alvaro said he left you clothes. We put the ones you were wearing in the washer.”
“I don’t want clothes.” I buried my face in his chest.
Tate tucked a large blanket that looked like it belonged on a king-sized bed over me and Cal. “Is it because we aren’t in the nest? We just thought you might like some time to yourself. Let me go get Avery and Alvaro.”
“It’s not a nest.” I pulled the blanket over my head. “I’m sorry.”
“Jonathan and Anya are getting a rental car and are going to pick up some stuff I ordered and groceries.” Cal brushed my wet hair over my shoulder and began stroking up and down my back. “We can maybe pay off a flight crew and fly back to our house.”
“But your tour. You can’t cancel the rest of it.” The thought of being on an airplane while in heat gave me heart palpitations. “I just need a good cry.”
I shut my eyes and focused on my breathing, which only made things worse because I didn’t smell like them anymore.
Cal pulled the blanket over both of our heads. “We’re going to make you the best temporary nest you’ve ever seen, okay? And then we’ll move it all to the bus when we leave here in a few days.”
I nodded and wrapped my arm that had been trapped between us around his waist. He was cooler than I was, and I untucked the towel and pulled it open the best I could so our skin could touch.
The blanket wasn’t too thick, so it wasn’t hot under it and there was just enough light peeking under the edges to see his face.
While still caressing my back, he ran his other hand up and down my thigh. “Is this okay? Do you need a knot? An orgasm?”
I smiled through my tears. “This is perfect. I wish I wasn’t so emotional; I hate that the first time in months that we get to see each other in person, I’m a blubbering mess of an omega.”
“How else should you be? Heats are crazy from what we know about them. Your body goes through a lot and so does your mind.” He kissed the crown of my head. “Was there not a blow dryer in the bathroom?”
“I need a brush or comb before I braid it. I have nothing here with me.” I was going to fall asleep again if he kept cuddling me like he was.
“Want a cookie? Fresh baked... right from the package they came in.” Tate lifted the blanket down by my feet and poked his head under. “This is cozy.”
Cal grunted as Tate shoved the plate of cookies at him to take, and he lifted my legs to sit down. “No one invited you into our cavern of solitude.”
Tate snatched the plate back. “Then you can’t have any of my cookies.”
“They’re everyone’s.” Cal took one and brought it to my lips.
I bit into it and groaned as the chocolate chips hit my tongue. It was so good, even if it came from a pre-made container. Cal watched me with heated eyes as I finished the cookie and then licked the bit of chocolate from one of his fingers.
“I think they’re all hers.” Tate’s voice had deepened, and he held another cookie to my lips.
I giggled and took another bite. Being fed wasn’t on the list of things I thought I’d like. It was sensual to have them feeding me and watching my lips as I ate.
“More?” Cal reached for another cookie.
“No, I’ll save some for everyone else. Where are Alvaro and Avery?” I wanted them all with me on the couch, absorbing their scents back onto my clean skin.
“They went for a walk to see if anything is around here that doesn’t show on the map. Just to be on the safe side.” Tate picked up a cookie and took a bite, shutting his eyes and moaning. “Not homemade, but fucking hits the spot.”
“I think our girl’s pussy needs a little break. Stop that moaning bullshit.” Cal took a cookie and shoved the whole thing in his mouth. “Hawwwt!” He opened his mouth and fanned at it.
“That’s why you don’t shove the whole damn thing in your mouth.” Tate smirked. “I heard you say you need to do your hair. I can braid it for you. I used to help my auntie braid my cousins’ hair.”
A shiver ran through me, and my nipples pebbled. Oh, yes. I liked the idea of him doing my hair. My perfume blossomed under the blanket and both alphas’ chests rumbled with growls of pleasure.
Cal swallowed hard and coughed while trying to talk. “I want to learn how.”
“I’ll go get a brush and comb.” Tate set the cookie plate on my lap and disappeared out of our cocoon.
“Feeling a little better now?” Cal swiped his finger over one of the melted chocolate chips on the top of the cookie and then smeared it on my nipple. “Because I sure am.”
“Callum…”
He lowered his lips and sucked the hard point, swirling his tongue. He released it with a pop and already had more chocolate on his finger, which he smeared on my bottom lip.
“What happened to giving my nether region a break?” I couldn’t stop my legs from opening, my scent growing even stronger under the blanket.
“I love hearing my name come from your sweet lips.” He licked along where he’d placed the chocolate, gathering it on his tongue before sliding it between my lips and into my mouth.
I moaned, tilting my head and deepening the kiss. Did my body need a break? Maybe. Was that going to stop me from sitting on his cock that was pressing against my hip? Probably not.
Things had been calm between my legs until they started feeding me, and then the chocolate on my nipple? I was done for.
I broke the kiss and moved the plate to the side table, managing to keep the blanket over us. Cal readjusted it, pulling it farther over our heads so it would stay put.
“What are you doing, Omega?” He walked his fingers up my leg and stopped before getting to the apex. “Do you want me to take you to the bedroom? Jonathan and Anya could be back at any time.”
“Don’t care.” I got out of his lap, staying hunched under the blanket, and then straddled him.
His hard length pressed against my wet center, and I kissed him as I moved against it.
He’d started this and I intended to finish it.
I could sense Tate was back in the room, but he didn’t say a word or try to join us.
I appreciated that because they had been acting like Cal was going to lose his mind.
“Kara.” His head fell back against the cushion as I slid up and down, his sweatpants and the pressure from inside them hitting me just right. “Let’s do this without my pants.”
“Feels good...” I kissed down his neck and sucked his skin where I intended to leave my mark. “I want to ride you, Callum.”
“Fuuuuck.” He groaned, his hips lifting to meet my movement. “Lift up for a second, baby.”
I did, and he pulled down his sweatpants just enough for his cock to spring free. Sitting back on his thighs, I wrapped my hand around him. “Are you going to knot me, Alpha?”
His head went back to the cushion, and he groaned as I started to stroke him. “Yesss. Fuck, Kara. Get on my cock already.”
“Impatient.” I teasingly circled his crown with my finger before running it under his shaft. “Maybe I want to play a little.”
I didn’t really, not with how wet I was between my thighs and the ache slowly building in my core. I needed his knot, but I also wanted to see him yearn for me and possibly beg for it.
“You can play with your mouth.” He reached forward with both hands and pinched my nipples.
I shivered in pleasure and cupped his balls, stroking my thumb along the seam. They were velvety soft, and I could have touched them all day. “Maybe Tate can bring us some melted chocolate chips and I can drizzle it all over you and lick it up.”
“Karrrraaa,” he half growled, half moaned. It was the sexiest sound, and I found myself grinning. “I’d bend you over the coffee table and let you have it, but I really want you to ride me.”
“Oh, yeah?” I used my other hand to wrap around his shaft and began stroking him firmly. “You want me to come all over you?”
I heard Tate sit on the other side of the couch and was keenly aware he was going to listen to us. There was something super arousing about him not being able to see us.
“Yes, and watch these delicious tits bounce.” He pinched my nipples again and then grabbed my hips, yanking me forward. I broke contact with his balls and cock and braced my hands against his chest. “You’re a little tease, aren’t you?”
“Maybe.” I circled my finger around his nipple. “Your cock jerks every time I do. You like it.”
He grabbed a handful of my pretty damp hair and brought our lips together in a hungry kiss. I whimpered and wrapped an arm around his neck to give me some leverage to lift my body.
He held onto the base of his cock as I slowly sank onto him. Our tongues tangled in a dance as I began sliding up and down his cock.
On the other side of the couch, I could hear Tate’s breathing get louder and assumed he was stroking himself. I loved not knowing what he was doing and that he was listening to us.
Cal scooted his butt toward the edge of the couch. and I grabbed onto the back. My breaths were coming faster and faster as I thrust my hips, my clit hitting just right against him to send jolts of pleasure through my limbs.
“You feel so good wrapped around me.” Cal’s eyes were half shut and he dug his fingers into my ass cheeks, helping me move on top of him. “Fuck, you ride me so perfectly.”
My brain was starting to short circuit, and little moans left me each time I slid my clit against him. And when he slid down just a smidge lower and took one of my nipples in his mouth, I clenched around him.
“Oh, God, Cal. You feel so good.” I was losing control, my knees burning as I chased my orgasm. I was right at the edge, every cell in my body trembling and on alert for the explosion that was about to come.
Cal released my nipple. “That’s it, baby. Ride my cock like a good little omega. Fuck, yes.” His hand smacked my ass, the sting and heat of it sending me plummeting straight over the edge.
I cried out, my body stiffening and my movements out of control. “Cal! Yes!”
He grabbed ahold of my hips and sank lower on the couch, his hips jacking up to thrust into me. It was not enough and too much all at the same time.
“I’m… oh, fuck!” He exploded, his hot cum spilling inside me, and then the tight squeeze and pinch of his knot filled me.
Tate groaned from the end of the sofa.
My stomach muscles contracted, and a full body clench roared through me before releasing. I was gripping the back cushion so tightly my knuckles hurt.
Cal wrapped an arm around my waist and shimmied up the couch. He wasn’t hanging off, but his butt had been pretty close to the edge. I rested against him, both of our chests heaving.
Tate was quiet, but I hadn’t heard him leave and could somehow still feel that he was there. Had he come all over his hand and stomach? I wanted to peek out from under the blanket, but my limbs were heavy, and I couldn’t quite move yet.
“Stretch out your legs.” Cal scooted back down the couch, taking me with him. It was a bit awkward unfolding my legs after they had been bent like they had, but I managed to.
“Fuck. I can’t move.” Cal chuckled, only his upper back and shoulder on the couch. “Little help here, Tate.”
Tate grunted and sounded like he stood up before the blanket was pulled away. Tate stared down at us, his cock hanging limp and his stomach and hand still covered in his release.
“Give me a second.” He grabbed the back of his shorts and did a half-run-half-waddle to the kitchen.
I giggled and Cal groaned, his neck and face straining. “Are you okay?”
“Legs. Cramping. Going to fall.” He sucked air in through his teeth and I braced myself for the jolt, but then Tate was back, helping Cal to lie on the couch. “Please tell me that’s water that just touched my back.”
Tate looked at his hand and then grinned. “I must have missed some between my fingers, sorry.” He didn’t sound very sorry to me.
I laughed, burying my face in the crook of Cal’s neck as Tate re-covered us with the blanket.
It oddly was comforting to have it completely covering us, and given the circumstances, it was perfect... for now.