Chapter 34
Flora
I’d felt it coming for a while now. The building urge inside me had grown steadily, and this definitely wasn’t the little taste I’d gotten before we made my nest.
Nothing could change what was about to happen. I was pissed it wasn't my choice, but it wasn’t my fault or the fault of any of the alphas in the apartment.
I was going into heat.
Sitting in the center of my hastily constructed nest, I looked out over the room that wasn’t mine, my skin on fire and itchy.
This wasn’t exactly how I’d pictured going into my first proper heat with alphas.
Hell, I’d thoroughly believed I’d be able to avoid them forever.
I was grasping on to the bottle of supposed suppressants.
I didn’t know why. But I’d grabbed them, holding them in my lap as I waited for the heat to truly begin.
Spencer had left them on my nightstand after he had realized they were fake.
The guys had let me have a bit of space, and I was grateful for it.
Everything had happened so quickly after I’d learned that the pills were placebos, and I hadn’t had a moment to process it all.
My alphas were never too far away, though; all I had to do was call out, and one of them would be with me in a second.
Given that my brain was no longer clouded with the first wave of my heat, I could really ruminate on what having my suppressants changed meant. Why had my stalker done that? Why change my medication? Were they hoping that I’d go into heat on my own and they could be the one to…
I couldn’t keep going with that line of thought. It was unbearable. I allowed myself to be pissed for a moment, well and truly pissed the fuck off. It was my choice how to handle my heats, and I’d chosen suppressants. That choice was taken from me, and dammit, I was allowed to be angry about it.
Bear and Chase had been so understanding.
I was still surprised by their reaction even now.
I had no doubt that they would arrange for new medication after this, but there was no stopping the heat that was coming on fast. I was waiting for the switch to flip, for that first hit of hormones that I knew would knock me on my ass.
A wave of warmth, little rivulets of molten fucking lava coursed through my veins, my insides twisting up, making me double over as I collapsed onto the bed.
It hurt. There was no way around it, and there was no amount of positive thinking that would make it go away.
This was miserable, and I needed help. The cramps were overwhelming and made the ones I’d endured earlier look like child’s play.
“Bear!” Tears smeared across my face as I buried it in the comforting pillows and fabrics of my nest. “Chase! Oh God… Help!”
It wasn’t more than two seconds before their footsteps pounded on the floor as they rushed in. Hands found my sides, and the touch on my skin was both amazing and overwhelming.
“Oh God, you’re burning up.” In the back of my mind, I knew it was Bear, but it was his scent that truly anchored me, let me crack open my eyelids and ask for what I needed. Pumpkin bread. Sweet with that fruity hint. It was perfect.
It was mine.
“Off.” I started pulling at my shirt, stretching the fabric as I shoved off my socks with my feet. “Get it off me.”
“Of course, honeybee,” Chase said, helping me with my clothing, ridding me of the horrible scratchy fabric so that I could finally breathe. The shirt went over my head as I did my best, focusing on the room around me.
Chase was kneeling in the nest on my right, and Bear was standing at the side of the bed, dropping my leggings to the floor.
He wasn’t wearing a shirt, and I looked back at Chase, seeing that he was the same.
They’d prepared. And circumstances be damned, they looked fucking hot as hell, their stares pinned to my heated skin.
“Damn, little omega,” Bear groaned, his eyes rolling back as he breathed hard through his nose. “Your scent. It’s so…”
He climbed onto the bed, dragging his nose up my extended leg, then all the way up my body until he was nuzzling into my neck.
“… good.”
A simple word, but it was the way he said it.
Bear’s large hands roamed up my sides until one found my breast. I gasped, my head pitching backward to land on Chase’s chest. He chuckled, the sound rumbling through me, and took my other breast in his grip, rolling my nipple between his fingers.
Their scents were nearly as strong as mine now, and I drank them in, utterly obsessed with the ginger and pumpkin bread that perfumed the air.
It was all so much, and every pluck and tease of my nipples went straight to my clit, dimming the ache inside me only slightly.
I needed more.
“Ugh, touch me, please.” My voice was an unfamiliar whine, but I didn’t care. I was so desperate for their hands on me, for the fullness I instinctively knew would be the only thing to make the throbbing need inside me—the one that ached and clawed at me—back off. “I need you… It hurts…”
“No, honeybee. None of that for you. We’ve got you.” Chase danced his fingers down the plane of my stomach, reaching between my legs and finding my aching clit. “We’ve got you.”
Tingling lightning shot through me as Chase touched me, such profound pleasure easing the need that wouldn’t relent.
I felt Bear on my other side as he dropped his lips to my collarbone, then my chest, and then down to my nipple.
He sucked and swirled his tongue, my nerves going haywire, but still he didn’t stop there.
Bear sank lower and lower until he was between my legs, leaning me against Chase as his mouth found my pussy.
“Oh!” Chase didn’t stop twirling his fingers over my clit as Bear’s tongue slid in and out of my entrance, my legs now over his shoulders.
It was all happening so fast, but I never wanted it to end. It was so good. It was the only good thing keeping me from the oppressive pain of the heat.
I wanted them both so badly.
A low growl rumbled out from across the room, and I cracked an eye open to find Spencer in the doorway.
It felt very familiar, except this time, as I looked at him, the glow in his dark eyes was undeniable, and the barest hint of a smirk lifted his cheek.
I couldn’t pull my eyes away as he grasped for his zipper, pulling it down before reaching into his pants.
There was something about him touching himself that was fucking hot. Spencer was watching me, his eyes glued to his pack mates tending to me. He wasn’t butting in or taking over. He was letting me have this—while he stroked his cock.
My pussy clamped down, and I came hard. Between the incredible sensations of Chase’s fingers and Bear’s tongue, the addition of Spencer touching himself was more than enough to push me over the edge.
My eyes rolled back as euphoria washed over me, not a trace of the heat pain, and I writhed against Bear’s face as Chase flicked faster.
Another growl gritted out of Spencer, and I opened my eyes again to find him working that thick erection, slick pouring from me. He clenched his jaw so tight, then his eyes found mine, and I sucked in a shaky breath. Neither of us said anything, but somehow we both knew what was happening.
Spencer was going to stay right there while his pack mates knotted me through this wave of the heat. He was choosing to let them ease me into this because, when it was his turn, it was going to be something else.
Why was that so damn hot?
The bliss of my orgasm faded, however, and that horrible need came roaring back with a vengeance. I needed these alphas. I needed their knots inside me, or I was fairly certain that I was going to actually die.
I clawed at Bear, yanking him up so he knelt in front of me. “Knots. Now.”
“Little omega, are you sure you’re ready for—”
“I said now.” Going for the waistband on Bear’s pants, I shoved it down, positively dripping as his erection sprang free. “Knot me. Both of you.”
“Who am I to deny such a wonderful omega?” Chase whispered in my ear, his hands going to my ass and lifting me so I leaned on him, his arms hooked under my legs, acting as a seat.
His cock slid between my cheeks, and a moan oozed out of me, my eyes closing as I dropped my head back against his shoulder.
“Fuuuck…” Bear sounded like he was barely holding on, and I felt him move closer, his hands running down the insides of my thighs. “As you wish, Flora.”
His fingers swirled my slick over my ass, working it over the tight hole to get me ready for Chase.
I could hardly think now past the feeling of his fingers stretching me before they left, and the blunt head of Chase’s cock took their place.
I whined as he swirled it against me before pressing it in, Chase gritting out a hiss in my ear.
“Damn, honeybee, you’re so tight.” Chase rocked his hips behind me, taking over for Bear once his erection was in place. “Squeezing me so good.”
“She’s so fucking tight, isn’t she?” Spencer said from the doorway, voice thick with need. “So fucking perfect, and all ours.”
It was wild, nearly too much, but it was perfect, just like Spencer had said, and I relaxed down onto Chase’s dick as Bear positioned his at my pussy, saying, “Are you ready, sweet omega? Are you going to take your alphas’ knots so well, my good girl?”
“Yes! Please!’
My entire body was crying out for them, and then that amazing alpha delivered. Bear’s cock slid all the way home, together, with Chase in my ass. I shattered. Full. I was just so full, and it was precisely what every cell in my body had been demanding.
“You’re spectacular, Flora. A damn dream,” Bear crooned, gripping my thighs as my legs were hoisted up and back, thrusting into me in time with Chase.
“Better than a dream, honeybee. God, yes, baby, taking us so well. You’re going to send me over the edge so fast.”
I nodded frantically, forcing my eyes open just enough as Spencer approached the bed, his cock in hand, stroking up and down the glistening length that dripped precum.
“Yes! I want you to come. Oh God, please. I need it. Please, please, please.”
“Anything, omega.” Bear pistoned his hips harder, and, as one, he and Chase claimed me so completely, their knots pressing and pressing and pressing until finally they slid in and I was perfectly filled.
They expanded rapidly, and for a moment, I was sure I was going to tear in two from the pain of taking two knots at once.
That only lasted a moment, though, before the pain faded away, making way for mind-blowing pleasure.
I came again, so much harder, and I pulsed around their knots, demanding their relief.
Warmth flooded me as both Bear and Chase emptied themselves, locked in place as my heat pain was satisfied.
Another low grunt sounded just a few feet away, and I had no doubt that Spencer had also found his climax.
It was euphoric, magnificent. I couldn’t move even if I wanted to.
Exhaustion and the bone-deep sense of completion filled me, and I let my alphas do what they needed to get us lying down in the nest. I cozied into Bear’s chest as Chase stroked my back, and even though I didn’t really want to, I fell asleep, knowing that was just the beginning of my heat.
We had a long way to go.