Chapter 14
FOURTEEN
Before her fever breaks, Elsie fucks the soul out of my body.
I can barely keep my eyes open, my lashes fluttering as the view of her blowing Raivat goes in and out of my consciousness.
My toes curl and I brace myself for dear life, my fingers digging into the sheets.
I tried to hold onto her hips, but they were going too fast for me to keep up, and now I’m being fucked within an inch of my life.
“Holy fuck,” I swear again, my eyes rolling back. I hear DJ snort in the corner where he sits with Casey, their arms slung over each other. The sight of them together just adds to the sensations, my emotions fueling the already building heat in my sternum.
“That’s it, Pari,” Raivat whispers, his fingers laced in her hair. She peers up at him as she rides me, her big blue doe eyes innocent as she sucks him dry. My friend moans, holding her gaze as he fucks her mouth. “Shit. Just like that.”
She whines, the sound trapped around his dick, but it causes him to swallow harshly. “I’m going to fucking come.”
He does, not even a second later, and her hips slow as he empties down her throat. She hums happily before bobbing off, her attention instantly turning back to me. I don’t have another moment to relax as she picks the pace up again, scrunching her brows in concentration.
“You’re so fucking gorgeous,” I tell her, the sound rough as my vocal cords shake with every powerful bounce on my cock. “You feel so good around me, so fucking tight. I want your pussy squeezing my knot.”
She pants, a frustrated moan escaping as she digs her nails into my chest. The pain stings in the best way possible, sending an electric current down to my balls.
“You’ve got this, baby. Push onto my knot. Come all over it.”
“Fuck,” Casey whispers, and I work my jaw.
He’s had a constant hard-on since he joined this heat, but he won’t let us help him.
I mean, we’ve sucked him off a few times and stroked him, but he won’t let any of us fuck him in case Elsie needs our knots.
The thought process is understandable, but I wish he’d let us take care of him.
He’s our omega, too.
My words spur Elsie on, and she somehow doubles her speed. I didn’t think it was possible, but she renders me speechless, taking the air right from my lungs. I grunt, feeling the need to come a bucketload and trying not to when she slams down on my knot, pulling it inside her and coming instantly.
The movement sends me right over the edge.
I take control, thrusting as much as I can as my knot locks into place.
It’s so snug, so good, that I let out an embarrassing noise as I come.
She moans as my cum spills inside her, her nails digging in deeper as she pulses around me.
The sensation is so overwhelming that I black out for a moment, letting the feeling of bliss completely take over me.
My head thunks onto the pillow as I come back into my body.
Holy fuck. That was the best orgasm I’ve ever had.
Elsie’s cheek rests upon my chest, her skin slick against mine as her pussy clamps around me.
I grit my teeth and let out a regulating breath.
Casey is there a moment later, lying on his side and peering into our omega’s eyes.
“Elkie?”
The nickname makes something spark in my chest. Seeing the way he has been this entire heat—one that isn’t his own—is eye-opening. Not to mention how he watched his own scent matches take care of another omega right in front of him.
I thought this was the kind of thing that made omegas gouge each other’s eyes out, but these two don’t act like that. They adore each other. If I wanted to make assumptions, I would even say they love each other.
Elsie’s eyes flutter open, little pants escaping as her chest rises and falls against mine. We’ve all seen this look over the past few days, but this time it’s different. There’s a shimmer of recognition as she stares into Casey’s pale eyes.
“Casey?” she asks, surprise flickering in her tone.
He gives a few gentle nods. “It’s me, baby.”
For a moment, her gaze is full of wonder.
It’s like her brain is trying to catch up, working through the limited memories that she has from her dissociated state.
I put a hand on her back, but the second it touches her bare skin, her eyes flare open.
She must realize the position we’re in because she panics, her heart thrumming fast as she tries to spring up.
The motion pulls at my knot, causing me to wince with pain.
“No, no, it’s okay,” Casey tells her, his hands up as he speaks calmly. “It’s okay. You’re knotted, so you can’t move right now.”
Elsie nods, her brows pinched together like she’s in pain. I’m about to offer a way to separate us to make her comfortable, but then she looks back to her friend.
“I don’t remember…” She stops, flattening her lips. “How long have you been here?”
“Since the first day,” Raivat answers from the end of the bed, watching intently. “You asked for him. You stopped letting us touch you until he was here.”
She gnaws at her lip, her body shaking slightly. I put my hand on her arm to soothe her, ground her, and the tension seems to dissipate slightly.
“Did I… Was that okay?” she asks the other omega. “I don’t want to make you uncomfortable, I’m sorry I forced you to come…”
“You didn’t force me to do anything, El. I wanted to be here. I loved being here,” he says genuinely. “I loved every minute of being in this bed with you.”
Her pussy squeezes around me again, this time from his words, and that sends a spark of energy right down my spine.
Fuck. Did she… like hearing that from him?
“Did we…” She looks around, avoiding Casey’s gaze.
“Did we fuck?” he echoes the unspoken question.
A soft nod.
“No,” he answers.
Her shoulders deflate and her scent dulls the tiniest bit almost, as if she’s disappointed by that.
“But he taught all of us a few things about using our fingers before our dicks,” DJ interjects with a stupid grin.
Fucking idiot.
But instead of the awkward silence I expect, Elsie bursts into a delighted laughter, the sound bright and radiant. The prettiest sound I’ve ever heard. I can’t help but join in, the joy contagious.
She catches my eye, her smile growing. “Shit, well… that was eventful.”
DJ snickers. “You’re telling me. That was the best six days of my life.”
Elsie balks. “Six days?”
“That’s pretty common for your first one, actually,” Casey comments. “My first one was around seven days.”
She groans. “My body is going to be so sore.”
“It’s not sore right now?” Raivat asks, and she shakes her head.
“No, it’s too blissed out to be sore.”
She flashes a tiny smirk and my stomach flips.
“We’re sorry that we couldn’t have a more thorough discussion before your heat,” I say, rubbing her back.
“It’s okay, that’s what the app was meant for, right?”
“Yeah, but we’re your scent matches.”
She gives a nod, her eyes glancing at Casey before falling silent. If she has concerns about us being scent matches, she doesn’t voice them. She just rubs her cheek against my chest and hums a tired sigh.
At some point, my knot goes down and she’s able to finally slide off me. She winces a little at the pain as she wraps herself up in one of the blankets we got her. The sight makes my chest pinch.
“What do you want first, love? Food or a warm bath?” DJ asks.
At the mention of food, her stomach grumbles. “Can I have food while I’m in the bath?”
I chuckle. “I don’t see why not. I guess it depends on what you want.”
“A sandwich would probably be hard to eat,” Raivat says with amusement. “We have plenty of soup left.”
“Soup sounds good,” she agrees, rubbing a hand over her stomach. “And a ginger ale.”
DJ and Raivat head to the kitchen while Casey and I draw her a bath. When the water is warm, I carry her in despite her protests.
“You’ve been taking care of me for days. I can walk,” she argues.
“I know you can, but I want to carry you. If you’d let me, I’d happily take care of you for the rest of my jovial life.”
Her cheeks heat as she stops fighting me, her arms relaxing into my hold. I think her scent even gets a tad sweeter from my statement.
I set her in the bathtub that’s way too small for an omega and then sit beside Casey on the porcelain floor. We don’t even have time to spark a conversation before DJ and Raivat come in, an array of soups in their arms.
“Soup party in the bathroom!” DJ exclaims.
Raivat shakes his head. “He wouldn’t let me say no.”
“Because it’s a wonderful idea. A great bonding exercise between us and our newly scent-matched omegas.”
Casey tenses beside me, his gaze darting to Elsie.
“I’m sorry, did you say omegas? As in plural?” she asks, her eyes like saucers.
“Elsie.”
She turns to look at Casey, his expression hesitant. “They’re not just your scent matches… they’re all my scent matches, too.”
Everything goes silent as she processes that, her features morphing into a variety of expressions, but they all spell out one major emotion: confusion.
“They…” She looks at all three of us, glancing between each of our faces. “They’re both of our scent matches?”
We all nod as Raivat speaks. “Yes, we found out when he got here, but we haven’t been able to discuss it—”
“This heat was about you,” Casey emphasizes. He steps forward, kneeling beside the tub. “So we put it on the back burner.”
DJ stands awkwardly with the tray of soups. “Maybe I should have held off on the soup party.”
Elsie balks again. “What are the odds?” she asks, so quietly that I think she’s saying it to herself.
“They were very slim,” Raivat jokes, but the omega’s face is still morphed in surprise. He steps closer. “But since your heat is over, I guess it’s time to make it official. I’m sure all three of us are in agreement, but we’d like to court both of you.”
He looks to us for confirmation, and my head gives a curt nod, followed by DJ’s excited one.
“Court us… both?” she asks, her eyes wide.
DJ grins, his white teeth completely on display. “Of course. Why wouldn’t we court you both?”
“If we had met under normal circumstances,” I begin, stepping into the conversation. “We might have asked you in a more romantic way.”
Casey and Elsie look at each other, their eye contact saying everything and nothing at the same time. He gives her a soft smile, still trying to ease her anxiety. When she doesn’t give any reaction, he reaches for her hand, cupping it gently.
“It’s what we always wanted, isn’t it, El?” he says, low, the statement just for her. “To stay together, even after we met our packs? What better way to do that than to have the same pack?”
She glances at his lips for the briefest moment and nods. “Yeah. It’s what we’ve always wanted.”
He angles their hands so he can squeeze tighter. “Then let’s see where it goes.”
Elsie looks back at us, steeling her shoulders. “We’d like that,” she finally agrees, her lips twitching until a cheeky smile appears. “We’d like that a lot.”