Chapter 15 #2
Joker’s breathing has become ragged like his heat is hitting hard already.
He holds up his hooked pinkie finger. “Pinkie promise not to slash my throat and slash off any other more…intimate parts…while I’m in heat.”
Amused, I hook my finger around his. “This is my first pinkie promise.”
He grins.
“I’m honored,” Joker pants, breathless. “This is legally binding. You can’t take it back.”
“Thanks for the warning.”
Bird bursts back into the room, staggering under the weight of a large oak chest. He has stacked a pile of pillows, as well as what looks like dirty laundry on top of it. I can’t even see his head over the top of the laundry.
Bird dumps the clothes and pillows onto the bed, before dropping the oak box onto the floor with a crack. “Wow, that’s heavy.”
Jokers writhes out from underneath me like an eel, as I always knew he could, to excitedly snatch up the pillows. He buries his head in them, taking deep breaths.
Then he starts to purr.
It’s a beautiful purr.
Both Bird and I stare at Joker, transfixed.
Bird shakes his head like he’s trying to clear it. “I thought that you’d like some clothes from your Alpha as well. He’s sort of a neat freak, isn’t he? But I found the laundry hamper. I’ll build them into a nest for you.”
Joker raises his head to give Bird a heated look. “If you were an Alpha, I’d be begging you to rut me, sweet thing.”
Bird’s gaze becomes wicked.
He shoves Joker backward amongst the clothes, caging him. “I may not have a knot but I have a cock. I can still ravish you.”
“Yes, fucking please,” Joker breathes.
Called it.
“What’s with all the Omega on Omega action?” I lean over the bed to the oak chest, dragging it open. Wow, Joker has a lot of toys. I lift up a large, knotted dildo. “Didn’t someone say they wanted me to peg them?”
Joker writhes, held down by Bird. “Am I dreaming? This feels like one of my fantasies come to life.”
I crawl over Joker. “We have your consent?”
I need to be sure, before the heat fully clouds his mind.
He nods, enthusiastically. “My h-h-heats have always been extreme and h-h-hit fast. I’m already s-s-truggling to talk…”
Bird kisses him to silence. “Then don’t talk and enjoy this. We’re here with you. You’re safe. I’m going to make this pleasurable.”
Joker looks less certain about that last point. But then, Bird doesn’t understand his fear in the way that I do.
“It’ll be fun,” Bird urges. “Ro and you can just let go and feel. I’ll kind of be switching too because I’ll take the usual role of the Beta as best I can.
I’m not in heat, so I’ll ensure that you’re both okay.
I’ll find the kitchen and fetch water and snacks for you both throughout.
You don’t need to worry about anything.”
“D-d-do people like you really exist?” Joker stares up at Bird in awe.
I know how Joker feels.
Bird doesn’t come from our shadowy worlds. Bird’s sunshine is almost painful when you first feel it on your skin. It’s hard to accept that it’s real, but once you’ve felt it, it’s impossible to live without.
Will Joker be able to live without Bird after this experience?
Joker’s eyelashes are matted wet. “I have n-n-never enjoyed a heat.”
Bird’s smile fades, before he leans down and nuzzles him, tenderly. “You will with me. I’m here now.”
A tear chases down Joker’s cheek.
Bird kisses the path the tear has taken.
I lean to unzip Joker’s jeans and slide them down his lean legs. Then I tug off his underwear as well, and his hard cock springs out.
My mouth waters at the sight of the titanium ring with an amber bead hanging from it, which pierces the head of his cock.
I’ve never had my rut with an Omega who was pierced before. Piercings are forbidden amongst the Hotel Omegas and also, are looked down on amongst elite Omegas.
Most body piercing studios won’t accept Omega clients. So, Joker is a rebel. But then, did he have this done when he was a Beta?
Joker is the only naked one in the bed.
He’s vulnerable and exposed, as he writhes in his heat.
Bird and I have sworn to keep Joker safe, however, and see him through this heat, and we will.
My rut rages through me, when I see how wet his thighs are.
I love the way that Joker tips up his chin in challenge.
I don’t need to be as careful as I was with Bird. Joker is a powerful fighter. I can allow out a side to myself that I normally chain.
I bare my teeth, and so does Joker.
I settle myself between Joker’s thighs, roughly pushing his legs wider apart. “Keep them there. I’m going to work your little hole wide enough to take Bird’s cock, while I lock you. You’re all ours for the next twenty-four hours, brat Omega. Behave, or we’ll wreck you.”
“What if I want you to?” Joker quirks his brow.
I should have seen that coming.
“Then misbehave.” I shove the tip of the knotted dildo into Joker’s slick and more than ready ass without warning, and he arches with pleasure. “And see how hard we ruin you.”
It should be a punishment, but for Joker, we both know that it would be a reward.
I’m making a promise, rather than threatening him.
As I suspected, Joker starts to purr.
Bird blinks with surprise, before leaning down and kissing him. His gentleness is a contrast to the rough way that I am fucking Joker with the dildo, deeper and deeper.
Joker takes a breath of Phantom’s scent on the pillow, and I know that it helps him to imagine that his other Alpha is in the bed with us.
Is he fantasizing that the knotted dildo is Phantom’s cock?