Chapter 10
TEN
Three alphas stand in my kitchen, their scents calling out to me…
pulling me in like a spell. I huff out a squeak of distress, because what the hell, universe?
I just asked for alphas to help me with my heat, not for my freaking scent matches to randomly show up at my door before the most intense first experience of my life.
Their eyes are wide as saucers as they stare at me, dumbfounded as they try to navigate this discovery to the best of their abilities. They probably didn’t expect to get here and suddenly have an omega. I certainly didn’t expect to suddenly have a pack.
The air between us should be charged, but I am currently shitting myself with worry instead.
Each alpha is more gorgeous than the last, each of their scents enticing in their own special way.
It’s almost overwhelming to be meeting them this way, with all their aromas together in one big tangled mess.
I can’t even tell which scent is coming from who.
The silk honey and dark liquor is eerily familiar, but then there’s something sweet.
Almost like chocolate, but with a nutty and fruity edge.
Figs, I realize. Casey has always made fun of me for liking them.
Then there’s the sweet punch of bitter pumpkin with a creamy undertone, and my mouth begins to water.
A droplet of sweat falls over my brow and I wince. Shit, we haven’t even said our pleasantries yet.
“It’s okay,” the one with the beautiful wavy hair says. “We can figure this out, but first we want to say… well, I want to say… you look stunning.”
My cheeks redden as my stomach pools with heat. “Th-Thanks.”
“I’m Raivat, this is DJ, and this is—”
“Honey bourbon,” I voice, finally recognizing the scent from last night.
“You’re the omega I smelled at the party,” the alpha with caramel hair muses to himself, like he just made the same connection I did.
Raivat looks over at him. “She’s the one you scented, Brodie? The one you thought was your scent match?”
Brodie’s head whips to him. “What? How did you know that?”
“Because you told me last night when you were black-out drunk.”
His eyes flash with something that I can’t distinguish. “And you were still going to let me connect with another omega even though I told you that?”
“Well, you insisted!” Raivat yells. “And it doesn’t look like that matters now, does it?”
“But still!” he squeaks. “You knew and you didn’t try to stop me?!”
“Dude, I didn’t even know if you wanted me to know, so I was pretending like you didn’t tell me.”
“She’s my scent match, too,” DJ confesses, his eyes never leaving me.
They continue to talk back and forth, going a mile a minute, and the quickness at which the conversation is happening causes a vein in my forehead to pulse.
I can’t even process this information because all I can think about is Casey.
Our chance of being together is quickly slipping away—if there was ever a chance to begin with—and the sadness from that knowledge can’t even be properly felt because my heat is coming on stronger with every whiff of these amazing alphas.
Alphas, ones that I will never share with Casey.
Their argument continues, and even though I hear no real malice in their tones toward each other, it sends stress through my body all the same, and I suddenly can’t take it anymore as the command spills from my lips.
“Shut up!”
They stop talking immediately, their gazes snapping back to me. Raivat’s brows scrunch as he steps forward, moving toward me like I’m a wounded animal. “Elsie? Are you okay?”
My breathing becomes ragged as my stomach pinches. Their scents are too much. I put my hand to my head.
“Feeling d-dizzy,” I force out, sweat breaking out all over my body.
“Fuck.” He closes the distance between us just in time to catch me as I slump to the ground, my stomach doing somersaults over spikes. His warm hands on me should increase the discomfort, but instead I’m leaning further into him, needing the touch more than I need to breathe.
“M-More,” I find myself whispering. My mind and body seem to be doing the work for me, and my consciousness starts to waver as that innate part of myself begins to take over.
Knots, I think. I’m an omega and I need knots.
I have no control as a whine slips up my throat, prompting the three alphas to my side immediately. They start talking to me, using soothing words that do nothing but irritate me because why are they talking? I don’t need calm, I need ravenous. I need knots.
They all stop speaking collectively and I realize that I said all of that out loud.
“If our omega wants ravenous,” Brodie whispers, “then she’ll fucking have it.”
One of them scoops me up, the alpha that smells like pumpkin and eggnog, and carries me down the hallway. “Which one is your room, love?”
I go to speak, but no sound escapes, the dizziness taking over.
I can only vaguely point to the left, but he somehow understands me.
We enter my room and I wince at the mess that I tried and failed to sort out before they got here, but none of their eyes trail that way.
Their gazes stay steady on me as we get on my bed, the comforter suddenly sticking to my sweaty frame.
“Do you have a nest, Pari?” Raivat asks. The nickname sticks out, his tongue wrapping around the ‘R’ with a beautiful roll.
Embarrassed, I shake my head.
“That’s okay. We’ll make one. We can pull something together, what do you say? We brought you a bunch of stuff from the store.”
My body lights up from that information. I faintly remember them asking about favorite colors and textures, but I thought that was just a nicety. I didn’t know they would actually go to the nest store.
“Let’s give you some orgasms first,” the green-eyed one says, my brain no longer able to remember his name. “Then we can make your nest to your liking.”
I preen, my hands moving to his collar so I can pull him to me. His honey bourbon scent is exotic, mouthwatering. Being close to him is like being drunk on the best liquor money can buy, and I’m ready to spend it all.
He gasps with surprise when my lips collide with his.
For a half-second, a spark of insecurity rises in me like I wasn’t supposed to do that, but then he melts into me, his lips moving over mine with expert precision.
A moan bubbles up my throat and I tug him closer, needing every part of his flesh against mine.
“More,” I find myself saying again. The alpha obliges, pulling off his shirt that was already too small to begin with, freeing the bulging muscles underneath. I gape at them, no longer able to care about my blatant ogling as he removes the rest of his clothing and then proceeds to discard my own.
The cool air against my bare skin brings a touch of relief.
With no barriers between us, the alpha with the bourbon scent and the massive biceps leans over me, his eyes piercing into mine.
“I never would have imagined this is how our first time would be, Omega,” he whispers, holding me with every word.
“When this is over, I will worship you properly. Have you singing on my cock and my lips alike, but right now, I need to take care of you.”
He slides into me easily, the movement surprising but oh so good.
My legs wrap around him instinctually, my body lighting up with every drag as he immediately fucks me exactly the way I need.
My hindbrain becomes focused on one thing and one thing only, and that is coming on his cock, squeezing his knot until there’s nothing left.
He groans deeply as I move into him, our bodies moving in tandem for the quickest release possible.
“That’s it, baby,” he whispers, and spots darken behind my eyes. “I need your slick all over me. Wring out my cock.”
My stomach flips and my head spins from the intense pleasure moving through me. I can’t breathe, can’t speak. All I can do is brace myself and wait for the first orgasm to take me. To ease this fire burning in my gut.
It doesn’t take long. It might be the fastest orgasm I’ve ever had. Maybe it’s because he’s my scent match, or maybe it’s because I’m going into full-blown heat, but the intensity pressurizes me from the inside out, and I can’t do anything about it as he works my body into a frenzy.
The second I start to pulse around him, he pushes his knot into me, instantly heightening the pleasure as I scream. Every fiber in my body goes off like a firework. My toes curl, my back bows, and I come harder than I ever have.
And when I feel him coming inside me, spurts of warm cum filling me completely, I black out.
When I come to, I find myself being held close, protected. The autumn scents all surround me, blanketing me with the ultimate comfort as my body rests, my breaths coming in quick puffs.
It doesn’t take long before he’s able to pull out of me, my body igniting with fire once more.
“Time for round two,” one of the alphas says before my omega takes over completely.