52. Sunny
Chapter 52
Sunny
I was safe.
Luka was safe.
My pack, my sweet, loving pack, had spent the last week coming up with a solution for me, and it was perfect.
It took me almost an hour to get the nest right, but as soon as it was, I flopped down on my front in the sheets, humming contentedly.
Warm cinnamon chocolate hit my nose as Blaze joined me.
“I’m going to go check we have everything we need,” Walker said, smiling down at me. “Any snack requests?”
“Cock?” I asked innocently, making him laugh.
“I’ll see what I can do,” he said before heading into the kitchen as I silently mourned the loss of his marshmallowy self.
Rune grabbed a duffel bag. “I’m going to shower. I still have paint in some places I shouldn't. You okay taking care of our omega in the meantime?” he asked Blaze.
“More than okay!” he chirped, turning to me. “How does a nice back massage sound, sunshine?”
I sighed. “Like heaven.”
As soon as it was just us, Blaze ripped my shirt off over my head, his hands exploring the flesh of my back, kneading and massaging in slow circles that turned me into a puddle.
“Your hands are so good,” I moaned.
He chuckled, the warm sound comforting to my ears. “That’s what I like to hear… Now, I think in order to massage your lower back better, these leggings need to go.”
Humming in agreement, I didn’t say anything; I simply lifted my ass so he could pull them off with ease. As he did, a fresh wave of perfume hit the air.
“Fuck me, sunshine. You’ve got me drooling.”
“You do that to me all the time, so I guess it’s only fair,” I mumbled as he started massaging again.
The small space only made his scent that much stronger, almost smothering me in chocolaty goodness—I wasn’t complaining.
When was the last time I’d had a proper massage? Under Blaze’s hands, I was turning into a puddle of mush.
A needy, desperate puddle of mush.
Despite my body’s languid state, slick was starting to trail down my thighs, and Blaze had to smell it. Still, he kept up his movements.
I didn’t know if I wanted him to keep going or to fuck me—both options seemed like a good idea.
“Please,” I whimpered, wiggling my hips.
“Does my girl want to get knotted?” Blaze asked playfully.
I nodded. “I do.”
He didn’t answer—instead, he placed both his hands next to my face, caging me in as the head of his cock pressed against my folds.
“Now, you’re supposed to be relaxing, so just lie there and let me knot this desperately perfect pussy.”
Well, how could I deny a command like that?
I bit the sheets as he slowly entered me. We hadn’t really had any alone time over the last few weeks, so I nearly wept at finally feeling full again.
Blaze, despite being probably just as pent up as me, didn’t falter. He set a painfully slow pace, each thrust measured.
“How is this pussy so perfectly warm and tight? Fuck. You’re going to be a mess by the end of this heat, and I can’t wait to see it. Stuffed full of all our cum.”
I whimpered, wiggling my hips.
Even his kisses that he peppered across my shoulder were slow and thoughtful.
It was overwhelming, but not in a way I was used to. We fucked hard and fast, and I loved that, but this was a whole new level of intensity.
When Blaze couldn’t hold back any longer and we both tumbled over the edge, his knot expanding and making me almost painfully full, my orgasm was so intense, it felt never ending.
“Fuck me, if the whole heat is going to be like this, I’m never going to survive,” Blaze muttered as he rested his forehead on my shoulder.
“That’s why you have all of us. Many cocks make light work,” that silky Cajun voice said from the doorway as a waft of graham cracker hit my nose.
Glancing up, I licked my lips at the sight of a wet Rune, freshly showered and wearing only a towel.
My core throbbed at the sight, and even though I was on Blaze’s knot, I still wanted Rune. I needed to taste him.
It wasn’t a want—it was a need. That familiar desperation of heat was starting to take over, and I had no idea how long I would be lucid for, but I intended to enjoy every minute until I was lost to the heat haze.
“Come here,” I said, moving so I was on my knees, Blaze still thoroughly locked inside me. The movement made his knot touch new places, and I shivered with pleasure.
I was kneeling, my hands grabbing for Rune’s cock, yanking the towel away.
The mammoth length bobbed just inches away from my face. Looking Rune dead in the eye, I kept my sight on him as I opened my mouth and took every inch of him down my throat.
Usually, I would take some warming up, but heats made everything fit just that little bit easier.
“Cher,” Rune groaned, his hand coming to rest at the back of my head. I smiled around his cock. I wanted him to guide me.
I took my time lapping at the head of his cock between Blaze’s thrusts.
“Fuck my mouth,” I instructed, smiling up at him.
His eyes widened. “Are you sure?”
I nodded. “I’ll smack your leg if it’s too much,” I said sweetly.
Rune looked at me questioningly, but as my smile never faltered, his grip on the back of my head tightened.
Closing my lips around him, I let him take over, thrusting into my mouth, using my throat for his pleasure.
My mind buzzed as my body shook. I needed this. I wanted my alphas to use me, to fill me. Every time Rune thrust into my throat, the muscles of his arms bulging as he did so, my pussy wept even more tart-smelling slick.
We were going to make my nest smell like a goddamned bakery.
Locked on a knot, my throat being used, my mind went gloriously blank. There were no thoughts, just their cocks as they worked me into a frenzy.
“Fuck, Cher, your slick is so strong. Are you getting close from me using that pretty little mouth?” he asked in a gravelly voice.
I nodded—well, as much as I could with a mouth stuffed full of cock.
Rune glanced behind me, probably at Blaze, but I couldn’t tell.
A second later, Blaze’s fingers found my clit and started circling the sensitive nerves.
My vision blurred to white, and there was nothing but them. Nothing but the feeling of my body preparing to fall apart.
It didn’t take me long to come with my mouth on Rune’s cock.
“That’s two.” Blaze chuckled. “I wonder how many times we can make you come before you pass out?”
My body shivered. I didn’t know how many it would take, but I certainly wanted to find out.
The cock in my mouth started to throb, and Rune pulled back as his knot expanded. I didn’t let him go far, though. My lips sealed around his head as he groaned with release, and I swallowed every drop of musky cum.
When I pulled back, I grinned at him, proud of the dopey look on his face. Just like the last time I’d given him a blow job, it appeared he was going to take a few minutes to recover.
Blaze’s cock had softened enough that, when I moved forward, he slipped out easily. With a smug, satisfied grin, I hopped up from the bed and made my way toward the kitchen to find Walker.
Said alpha was stacking a few small boxes of bottled water. “Hey,” I greeted warmly, not even attempting to hide my nakedness.
“Looks like you've been having a good time.” He smiled, standing straight and taking me in.
I nodded enthusiastically. “I am. It's taking a minute or two for their brains to reboot.”
“So you came to find me.”
“Yep. Knot?” I asked hopefully.
He smirked. “I think I can do that.” As he spoke, a cramp ripped across my midsection, making me whimper and double over in pain.
All laughter dead, Walker lurched forward and grabbed me around the waist. “How do you want me?”
“Right now,” I moaned. I was incredibly needy, my body screaming for a knot, but at the same time, cramps were radiating through my body, making me sore and achy. The only solution to that pain was to be knotted again and again and again.
Luckily, I had three alphas who were up to the task.
The next cramp that hit was so intense that I didn't even notice when Walker turned me around and bent me over the kitchen counter. As soon as my position registered, I spread my legs, sticking my ass out in a desperate invitation.
There was no foreplay, no preparation. One minute we were talking, the next he was buried inside me. The relief was almost instant, but not complete. Being filled with his cock was only a temporary solution. What I really needed was his knot.
“How fast can you knot me?” I asked with a pathetic whine.
“When your pussy is gripping me like this? It won’t take long at all.”
I sobbed the first time he pulled back. The sensation of being empty was too much, I hated it and needed his cock more than I needed air.
He didn’t wait to fill me again. He thrust almost violently, his body crashing against mine with every thrust. In that position, his cock grazed over my walls and stretched them, making my legs tremble as I came almost embarrassingly fast.
“Come, good little omega,” Walker muttered in my ear, nipping at my lobe. “I want your pussy to be nice and slick so I can fuck it again and again. By the time we are done, you’ll feel us for weeks.”
The nest smelled like s'mores, which was officially my favorite scent.
My alphas were also my favorite snack.
“Yes!” I panted, trying to thrust back on his cock, but I was in his tight grip, which held me in place as he used my pussy and made me feel better than I could have ever imagined.
“Mine,” Walker growled as his knot grew, my pussy accepting it gleefully as I came again.
My vision swam, and as I came down from my release, the throes of my heat hit me at full force.