Chapter 36
CHAPTER
THIRTY-SIX
ALISA
I’m half asleep and Troy is knotted in my ass. There’s comfort in knowing your alpha is connected to you in a way that means they can’t leave. Maybe this sounds crazy, but as an omega, it makes perfect sense.
Heats have always been painful and something I dread, yet my alphas are making this experience completely different. My breathing is even and slow, the cramps are a dull throb, and I’m covered in cum.
My emotions are out of control though. A couple of hours ago I started crying because I didn’t recognize the room. I couldn’t remember we were in Minneapolis or why, and I bawled over not having a nest. Ugh, I don’t even want one!
I don’t know why my brain chose to lose it. Silas and Troy were so sweet and promised to make me one. It must be important to me if I’m worried about it in one of my more vulnerable moments. It’s still really difficult for me to connect with my inner omega side.
It means being willing to be dysregulated all of the time and then finding new coping strategies. I hate everything about this.
“Shhh.” Troy’s strong voice attempts to calm me and his palm ghosts down my body as I slip deeper into sleep. I can feel a cramp bubbling inside of me, and instead of it being in my stomach, it’s in my uterus.
“Ughhh,” I moan, angry I can’t completely drift off.
“We’re here,” Silas says, his fingers massaging my inner thighs.
Together, Troy and Silas help me under the grip of sleep, and I find myself cradled on my alpha’s chest instead of on my side.
My eyes remain closed as Troy’s lips press against my neck, my hips bucking as another cramp rips through me.
Lips press against my thighs as large hands push my legs open, and I huff in my sleep. I’m kind of drifting until I have to demand my alphas fuck me. I’m so freaking tired.
A thick crown nudges against my entrance and I can feel my lips curling as I relax even further. Yes, please, service your omega while I sleep.
“That’s it, baby. There’s nothing to see here, just your pussy swallowing my cock.”
“You’re ridiculous,” Troy mutters. “She’s so chill right now, I keep waiting for her to start snoring.”
Silas chuckles as he holds my legs up and begins to thrust his hips gently in and out. My body barely shifts as Troy wraps his arms around me, his fingers playing with my nipples absently.
“Her pussy walls are fluttering around me but not clenching. Ugh, fuck. I think I just found a new addiction, guys.”
“You can’t make a habit of fucking our omega in her sleep, even if she said she wanted you to,” East mutters. “She fell asleep almost instantly after Troy knotted her. Our girl needs to rest.”
“She’s cramping,” Silas grunts. “Shit. I can feel the cramps rolling through her cunt as I thrust. How did I not know this was a thing?”
“Science books and the internet only work so far,” Lyle chuckles. “We’ve prepared for this day, but real world experience is the only way to be ready.”
“She’s perfect,” Troy murmurs. “That’s it, Little Fighter. Let Daddy do all the work for you.”
Silas’ hips try to push me up Troy’s body and he has to hold me tighter to keep me in place. The last of my heat spikes through me and I moan as need fills me.
“I wasn’t prepared for you to call me that. Fuck.”
“Silas is disgruntled by daddy kink,” East chuckles. “He’s the least silver of us all.”
“I’m not against it,” he admits. “Alisa. Fuck, you needed this, didn’t you, sweet girl? So relaxed. Keep sleeping.”
“Well, we figured out the secret to get her to sleep,” Lyle says, humor in his voice. “I bet you can last longer now that she’s not strangling your cock, Si.”
“Fuck, I don’t think I can ever get tired of this. I’ll sleep when I’m dead. She’s just wet enough for me. Her slick is slowing down. Can you come like this, Alisa?”
Honestly, my leg muscles are starting to twitch for reasons other than exertion. Silas’ cock is stroking perfectly against my g-spot, and I can feel my alphas rubbing along the thin membrane separating them from each other. My heat licking up my body is making everything more intense too.
Troy grunts as if feeling it too, shifting as he tries not to rut inside my ass.
“What’s wrong, Troy?” Lyle chuckles.
“Si is… I might come from feeling him fuck our girl,” he confesses.
“I love a good two for one special,” Si growls. His cock pistons harder inside of me, and I can feel the haze of sleep starting to dissipate. “Mmm. Give me your pretty little noises, Alisa.”
I can’t help but whimper as my toes begin to curl and my head shifts back and forth as my orgasm builds.
His cock is playing my cunt like his favorite instrument.
Every nerve ending sings as his thick mushroom tip stretches me, and I whine as he pulls almost all the way out before thrusting back in.
Pleasure crashes over me as I wail, my eyes slamming open as I come. My heat bursts like an overheated bubble, leaving behind endorphins and bonelessness.
“Fuck. Fuck, yes,” Silas groans, watching me as he thrusts his knot inside of me. The change in sensation to the bite of pain from it has my body writhing, and I gasp as he fucks me. “Welcome back, sleeping beauty.”
“It’s nice to be fucked,” I moan, knowing I don’t make any sense.
Lyle chuckles as he kisses my shoulder. “You’re not warm anymore.”
“I think it’s over,” I admit, eyes rolling as I enjoy Silas for his big knot and not my ravenous need for cum. “Please don’t stop, Si.”
“I couldn’t if I wanted to.”
Troy’s knot begins to deflate and I whimper as Silas releases my legs to pull me into his arms.
“How does my knot, a shower, and breakfast sound?” he asks.
My stomach growls angrily, and I giggle as I shrug.
“I could eat.”
“I’m going to strip the sheets and start loads of laundry,” Lyle says.
“I’ll charge the phones,” Easton grunts.
“I’ll move before the tornado of efficiency eats me,” Troy laughs.
“I want you to nap on the plane,” Silas says, his arms easily holding me as we walk into the bathroom. “Someone will call your brothers to give them proof of life.”
“Oh boy,” I laugh.
Silas is helping me detangle my hair with the help of conditioner since I’m still knotted when Troy joins us.
“Everyone is showering and I missed you already,” he grumbles.
“Oh no. Do you want to help with my ends? I’m a little stuck.”
“Yes,” he grins. His boyish smile softens how intense he always looks, and he takes the brush from me.
“Easton called Lars and he said he wants to see you before we fly back. We have to pick Doc up too. We kind of deserted him. He’s apparently been keeping busy at Omega’s Haven.
I swear the man can’t handle down time.”
“He got bored keeping my father alive?” I tease.
“Well, it’s been five days, baby,” he explains.
“No fucking way!” I squeal. Silas hisses as his knot begins to soften, and I wince as he slips out. That explains why I’m kind of sore. “I’ve never had a heat for so long.”
“I doubt they’ll all be like this,” Silas says. My body glides down his as he puts me down, and I tell my pussy to shut up. We’ve had enough sex, thank you.
Damn hussy.
“You can’t help but want me,” Silas grins smugly.
“He’s going to be impossible to live with now,” Troy sighs, moving me toward the shower to rinse out my hair. “Anyway, your brother is demanding to feed you before we leave.”
“Mmm. Yes, please. Hungry.”
“Grunting doesn’t lead to anything good,” Silas murmurs. “We should hurry.”
He’s not wrong. Cum and blueberries probably isn’t going to cut it anymore.
“She lives!” Caleb yells. I blush furiously as I step into the coffee shop. It’s after four in the afternoon and the sign says Brewed Awakenings is closed.
“Haha. I only fell off the edge of the earth for a few days,” I mumble.
“Don’t tease her!” Lars yells from the kitchen. “I set up a long table, Alisa. Take a load off.”
“Do you need any help?” Silas asks, pulling my chair out for me.
“Ah… Possibly.”
“I’ll be right back.” Silas presses a kiss to my hair and walks back to the kitchen with purpose.
“How does he do that?” Caleb mutters.
Lyle sits next to me, raising his brow. “Do what?”
“I’ve noticed he always seems to be in the middle of things. Never in the way, just ready to jump in if necessary.”
“That’s just Silas,” Troy grins, grabbing a seat. “He had my entire apartment packed up the second he felt my resolve to keep my own place waning. It was just after we found Alisa.”
“To be fair, we’d been courting him for months. Troy is stubborn as fuck,” East adds.
“Why bother putting up a fight?” my brother asks.
“Trauma,” Troy says without thinking.
“Yeah, I heard about that,” Caleb says. “Is she dead yet?”
“Which one?” I ask.
“The puck bunny.”
“Yep, but I’ll never admit it outside of our circle,” Lyle shrugs. “Now if we can just get rid of his ex-wife, maybe my blood lust will be happy.”
“Alisa.” Caleb’s wide eyes have me laughing at him.
“Aren’t they perfect?” I ask.
“They’re something. Jesus.”
“Don’t interrogate Alisa without me,” Hollis calls out, locking the door behind her as she comes inside.
“Did I lose my doctor to Minneapolis?” I ask, not seeing him.
“No, he’s actually at the store,” Caleb says. “He said you needed a fuzzy blanket and a pillow for the flight home.”
“I mean, I won’t say no to that,” I admit.
“He was really good at keeping Dad alive for us. It was scary how impressive it was.”
“He told me once that when he was younger, he worked for the government as a torture specialist,” Easton says. “Doc changed fields when he got tired of it. That’s when he became Don Acetta’s family doctor, but didn’t realize the bastard was just as bad.”
“It’s like there’s something in the fucking water and the storks are out there handing babies to people who don’t deserve it,” Caleb mutters.
“Your omega is a midwife. I know you know how babies are made,” I tell him.
“Nice one,” Hollis grins as my brother sputters.
“Ready!” Lars says, coming out with Silas. There’s tons of dishes and my jaw drops. “Don’t get overwhelmed, Alisa. I made you something special. If you don’t like it, I’ll take the fail.”