30. Twenty-Nine
Twenty-Nine
Emmanuel
Opening my eyes, I hear a faint whimper echoing through the silence, causing me to sit up and scan my dimly lit room. I check the time and groan as I realize it’s only two in the morning, and I drag my hand down my face, trying to shake off the sleepiness.
Another faint whimper catches my attention, and I glance towards my bedroom door, which is still slightly ajar, realizing the sound is coming from Cozy’s room. I quietly get out of bed and step out into the hallway, furrowing my brows as I gaze at her closed door.
“No! Please!”
Her cry pierces the air, and I react instinctively. I push open the door to her room, my heart racing and filled with both fear and determination to find out if she’s alright. The door to her bathroom is wide open, allowing the light to spill out and making it easy for me to see. I glance towards her bed, surprised to see her alone, considering Jeremiah or Micah have slept in here with her every night since they arrived.
She’s wrapped in her sheet with the comforter kicked off. Her tousled hair frames her face, and I observe her troubled expression as she frowns in her sleep, her brows knitting together before a tearful sound escapes her.
A nightmare.
I move over to the side she’s sleeping on and crouch down, looking at her face and noting tear streaks that make me ache to wipe away. Cautiously, I reach out and touch her shoulder, gently shaking her. Her eyes pop open and she gasps, scrambling away from me as she stares at me with wide eyes that I don’t think are actually seeing me. I hold my hands up so she can see them, palms open and relaxed, to show her I’m not a threat. A purr rumbles deep in my chest to soothe her, and slowly the shadows in her eyes dissipate.
“It’s just me, mi corazón ,” I murmur, and she relaxes, sniffling as tears shine in her eyes.
When she holds her arms out for me, I waste no time in climbing into her bed and pulling her into my lap until she’s facing me, legs straddling my hips. My heart is in my throat as she wraps her arms around me, burying her face in the crook of my neck. I hold her in my lap, feeling the quivering of her body, and I tenderly caress her back, providing comfort until her trembling stops.
“You wanna talk about it?” I ask her after several quiet moments, and she sits up, looking at me.
I bring my hand up, wiping away the last of her tears, and her eyes close briefly. She nibbles on her bottom lip, wiping her eyes, before she shakes her head and looks down. Her fingertips lightly graze my chest, their soft touch creating a delicate symphony of sensations that makes my heart race.
“Even after all these months, he still haunts my dreams. Not as often since I met all of you, but when I sleep alone, they sometimes break through. I figured I’d be okay to sleep by myself tonight after such a good week, but I suppose I was wrong,” she whispers with a hollow laugh.
Victor.
She’s talking about Victor Travis.
Even in death, his lingering presence continues to inflict pain on her, and I’m at a loss on how to free her of his oppressive grasp from beyond the grave.
It’s been several days since they all moved in, and while we’ve all adjusted and gotten to know each other better, she’s smiled more and more. Slowly, she’s become more relaxed with us all, and for once, our home feels like just that.
A home.
To be honest, it’s not just Cozette being here that’s made everything feel complete. It’s Micah and Jeremiah as well.
I don’t think any of us realized that there was more than an omega-sized hole in our lives, but with them here, it’s become so obvious that our lives—our pack—never would have been entirely complete without them. I already see them as my brothers, and I’d like to say they both view us the same way.
Cozy lays her head back against my chest with a deep sigh, and I wrap my arms around her, pressing my nose to her hair and breathing her sugary lemon scent in. In the comfortable silence, we lay there motionless for several minutes. I feel a rush of warmth spread through me as she turns her head, burying her nose into the center of my chest, before planting a soft kiss there, causing my hands to tighten around her hips.
She sucks in a breath, wiggling in my lap and freezing when a low groan escapes me before I can stop it as my body responds to the unintended message her movement sends. I take a deep breath in through my nose, closing my eyes as I breathe out slowly through my mouth to control my hormones, but all that does is make my cock harder as her scent invades my nostrils. When I reopen my eyes, she’s peering up at me through her long lashes, and another groan crawls up my throat as I go to move her off me before she gets the wrong idea.
She makes a discontented sound in the back of her throat, holding on to me tighter when I try to get her off my lap, frowning up at me with furrowed brows.
“You’re making it really difficult to be a gentleman right now, Sirenita ,” I murmur, running my index finger lightly between her brows until her features relax.
“Maybe I don’t need you to be one right now,” she whispers huskily, nipping my left pec.
Her intoxicating scent fills the air, enticing me as it lingers around us. As she sits up straight—her palms pressed against my chest—a dampness slowly spreads on my shorts beneath her until the fabric sticks to my bare skin. My hands clench on her hips, a purr rattling in my chest involuntarily.
Cautiously, she leans into me, and my heart thumps loudly in my chest as I watch her cheeks turn a bright shade of pink. She releases a breath through slightly parted lips before she lightly presses them against mine in a kiss so sweet it makes my heart ache. I watch as her throat bobs when she pulls back and swallows, her blue eyes looking deep into mine.
“I want to make you feel as good as you make me feel,” she whimpers, biting her lip, and I’m done for.
I reach up and cup the back of her head, gripping her curls in my fist gently, and she arches into me with a gasp.
“You make me feel good just by existing, mi amor. Anything you want, it’s yours. I’m yours,” I tell her, swallowing around the lump forming in my throat.
She kisses me again, this time exploring my mouth with her tongue, and my eyes close of their own volition as I get lost in the feel of her lips against mine. My stomach clenches when she rubs her tongue against mine, rolling her hips against me with a soft moan. While our lips are connected, her hand slowly moves down my chest and stomach until she reaches the waistband of my shorts. She dips her fingers in, brushing against the tip of my cock lightly, before she reaches inside and grips me in her soft, small hand.
She continues kissing me as she strokes me slowly, running her hand up and down my shaft in a way that has my brain short circuiting. Knowing that she’s touching me has me harder than I’ve ever been in my life, and even though I’d rather she squeeze me a little tighter, I don’t want her to stop what she’s doing. Because with her, everything is just so much more.
With her, everything is just… better.
I nearly lose it when she starts kissing her way down my neck and chest, and when I realize her intentions, I suck in a shocked breath. Her hair is still gripped in my hand, and subconsciously, I pull it out of the way so I can see her face. When she reaches the waistband of my shorts, she pauses, taking a deep breath. I let go of her hair and grip her chin, tipping her head up to look at me.
“You can stop, mi amor. Don’t do something you don’t want to just to please me.”
A small smile curls the corners of her lips, and she shakes her head.
“No, I want to. I just… um, well, I don’t really know what I’m doing. During my heat, Jeremiah and Micah didn’t really let me…” she trails off, her cheeks burning bright, and I grin down at her.
Fucking adorable.
Sitting up, I carefully grasp her under the arms and smoothly pull her towards me, feeling her weight against my body as I kiss her until we’re both breathless. Kissing her is like guzzling down an ice-cold glass of water after being out in the stifling heat all day long. Refreshing and vital to my health.
“Can we try something that’ll make us both feel good?” I ask with a gentle smile when I pull back, tucking her hair behind her ear.
She nods, nibbling on her bottom lip, her hands resting on my chest. I run my hands down her sides slowly until I reach the band of her shorts. Hooking my thumbs in, I keep my eyes on hers to watch for any signs of her becoming uncomfortable or wanting to stop. She lifts her hips slightly as I drag her shorts and panties down over her hips, shifting to help me pull them the rest of the way off. I suck in a breath when she starts pulling my shorts off, lifting my hips to help and watching her slide down my body as she drags them down my legs. Her throat bobs when she glances up and comes eye to eye with my already hard cock, but her eyes shine with a need that makes my gut clench.
When she starts crawling back up to me, she stops at my hips, her breaths fanning out across the head of my cock. My hands clench in the comforter on her bed to stop myself from reaching down and gripping her hair when she bends her head and swipes her tongue across my crown tentatively before glancing up at me and moving back up my body. I grip the back of her head and slam my lips to hers in a hard kiss, and when I pull back, her eyes are wide and lips slightly parted.
“Naughty omega.”
I smirk at her playfully and she wiggles in my grasp, her wet pussy rubbing against the head of my cock, making me groan and my hips flex upwards. Nipping her on her lip, I whisper, “Climb up here and sit on my face, princesa. I wanna taste you while you taste me.”
Her skin turns a delectable pink all the way down her chest as she sucks in a breath and her nipples pucker through her shirt, rubbing against my bare skin. She eventually listens after taking several breaths, and when she’s got her thighs wrapped around my head, I know I’ve died and gone to heaven.
“Turn around, facing the other way,” I tell her, lightly tapping her thigh as I stare up at her glistening pussy, my mouth watering for her taste on my tongue.
Her thighs tremble as she hesitates before eventually doing as I ask and gasping when I pull her hips back and shove my face up against her, making her fall forward until she’s gripping my thighs. With a groan, I swipe my tongue from her clit to her hole, my eyes rolling back as her sweet, tart lemon flavor bursts across my taste buds. She moans, her nails digging into my skin as her head bows, her curls brushing the tops of my thighs and across my cock.
“Let your instincts guide you. I promise, there’s nothing you can do that I won’t love,” I murmur against her, rolling my tongue over her clit as I grip her thighs to hold her to me.
The first brush of her tongue over my heated flesh has me groaning as I suck on her slick-soaked lips, and when she wraps her lips around my crown, I momentarily forget how to breathe. Her movements are hesitant at first, but eventually she finds a rhythm that works for her, and as she sucks and licks my cock while using her hand to squeeze the swelling knot at my base, I feast on her like she’s my last meal.
I groan against her when her hips start rolling, and I stick my tongue out, flattening it against her clit as I let her ride my face to find her pleasure. Her grip around my knot tightens as she slides her mouth down further, gagging slightly, and my hands clench her thighs hard as my hips involuntarily thrust up at the feeling. She gags again, but doesn’t pull away, squeezing my knot again like she’s trying to tell me something.
I thrust up again, this time slower, and she moans around me. My eyes close at the feeling, and I do it again, a tingle spreading down my spine as her throat constricts around me. Taking control, I plant my feet on the bed for leverage and thrust up into her mouth while I spread her wide and wrap my lips around her clit, sucking on the swollen nub until she’s crying out around me.
She lets me fuck her throat while I attempt to suffocate myself in her pussy, my chest beginning to burn as my balls tighten. I pull back at the impending orgasm, sucking in a breath, and she cries out as my cock pops free of her mouth, scratching at my thigh.
“No, don’t stop. Please,” she mewls, wrapping her lips back around my head and sucking until my eyes nearly cross.
“I’m gonna come,” I breathe out, trying to hold it at bay as I kiss her pretty cunt, pink, swollen, and still glistening from my attention and her need.
She doubles her efforts at my words, sliding me all the way to the back of her throat, her lips nearly reaching my knot, and I snarl as her hips shake, her needy pussy rubbing against my lips until I shove my face back against her, sucking and licking her clit until she’s quivering above me.
Her moan around me as she falls over the edge, soaking my face, is what does me in. My cock jerks, my cum spilling down her throat as it constricts to drink it all down, and I groan around her clit, tugging on it with my teeth gently until she’s spasming above me again. I relax back when my cock stops twitching, and so does Cozy with a pleased sigh. She falls to the side, still facing opposite me, with her lips still wrapped around my now semi-hard length.
Her eyes are closed, but she snuggles in closer to me as I turn slightly on my side to look down at her with an amused smile, her head resting on her hands as she lightly suckles me. My stomach clenches at the feeling, but the content noises coming from her have me hesitating to move her.
In the end, I grab the small throw at the end of her bed and pull it over her shoulders. This leaves me pretty exposed, but I couldn’t care less with my omega softly sucking on me as she comforts herself in a way that will hopefully let her sleep.
It’s not something I’ve ever experienced before, but I’m learning that with Cozy, I’ll do anything if it makes her happy. The more time I spend with her, the more I fall in love with her, and I know deep in mi corazón that she’s the one for me.
For us.
Cozette is it.
She’s the beginning and the end, and everything in between.
If she ever leaves, I don’t think any of us will survive it. This is so much more than things with Elise.
Sure, it stung when she did what she did, but we moved on.
We’re already in too deep with Cozy, and it’s only been a couple of months. Only a week since she moved in officially, giving us even more time to spend with her, to fall for her.
She’s made the nest her own. Her room even has the feel of her to it.
If she changes her mind about us, I don’t think this house would ever be the same.
I shake my head, ridding myself of those thoughts as I relax back into the pillows, kissing her leg and closing my eyes as I fall asleep to the gentle suckling of her lips and sweet sounds escaping her.
“Out. Out right now,” I hear whispered furiously near Cozy’s door.
I lift my head and peek my eyes open, seeing Jeremiah with his back facing me as he points out the door, glaring at Zeke, who’s standing in the doorway with his mouth hanging open.
“Bu-wha-he-?” he stutters, pointing in at us, and I grin, winking at him before laying back against the pillows and closing my eyes.
“Shut the fuck up and get out before you wake her up and embarrass her, you giant fucking oaf!” Jeremiah whisper-yells at him.
I hear Zeke grunt before the door quietly clicks back shut, and I laugh under my breath as I imagine Jeremiah shoving Zeke out and softly closing the door as he warred with his need to throttle my brother.
Our brother.
Cozy is still sleeping soundly, and when I pick my head up to check on her, I snort at what I see. I’m on my back now and her head is nestled on top of my hips, her mouth hanging open as she quietly snores, with my softened cock still in her mouth. When I try to remove it, she frowns in her sleep before wrapping her lips back around it, and I shake my head with a grin, falling back into the pillows.
Yeah, I fucking love her.
The next time I wake up, it’s to Cozy kissing me all over my face. My lips curl upwards as I open my eyes to see her beautiful, smiling face above mine. I wrap my arm around her, flipping us over until I’m hovering above her with her grinning up at me. I raise a brow at her when I feel the cool air brushing over my bare ass while she now is fully clothed.
“ Buenos días, Sirenita. How long have you been awake?” I murmur, giving her a quick kiss.
“Not long. I haven’t been downstairs yet. I was waiting on you,” she tells me with a sweet smile, her blue eyes sparkling with unbridled happiness up at me.
“Mm. How’d you sleep?” I ask her with a raised brow, smirking down at her when her cheeks burn and she looks to the side, nibbling her lip.
I kiss her cheek, turning her back to face me, and softening my features.
“Don’t hide from me. There’s nothing to be embarrassed about between us. Nothing to be ashamed of, ever,” I whisper against her lips and look deep into her eyes so she can see.
“No more nightmares,” she whispers back, and I nod, kissing her again before I get up and start searching for my shorts.
I find them at the end of the bed and look up at her as I tug them on, grinning when I catch her eyeing my cock as she bites her lip. Once they’re back on, I pounce on her and she falls back against the bed with a giggle. Her shiny copper curls are splayed out around her head like a halo, and her eyes are shining brightly as she smiles brilliantly.
“What would you like to do today, mí corazón? Anything you want to do, we’ll do it. It can be just me and you, or it can be all of us.”
“Anything?” she asks, her eyes sparkling with mirth as her smile grows.
I laugh and nod, kissing her all over her face.
“Yes, anything. Let’s hear it.”
“Movie day in the nest? All of us?” she asks me with a hopeful grin, triggering my own smile.
“Anything in particular you want to watch?”
She blushes before giving me a shy smile.
“Disney movies? Specifically, some of the new ones? Ripley was telling me about one that her nieces are obsessed with, and I haven’t gotten to watch it yet,” she murmurs, looking up at me so innocently and full of nerves that she’ll be ridiculed because she’s an adult that wants to watch cartoons.
“I’m just not big on horror movies, and romance movies are okay, but I prefer the older ones to the new ones—” she tries to explain herself, but I stop her with a kiss, and she sighs as I lick her bottom lip, opening for me.
I explore her mouth with my tongue until neither of us can breathe, and when I pull back, she’s staring up at me with glazed eyes and parted lips.
“I love Disney movies,” I tell her, and she beams up at me with the biggest smile that makes my heart trip in my chest.
I get up and help her off the bed, and we both leave her room. Hand in hand, we make our way downstairs, finding everyone in the kitchen. They all turn to look at us when we walk in, and Cozy stiffens until I pull her to my side, wrapping my arm around her shoulders.
“Cozy wants to hang out in the nest and watch Disney movies with us today. Nobody has plans, right?” I ask as I walk us further into the kitchen, sitting on one of the empty stools and pulling her onto my lap.
Zeke is grinning at us like a maniac as he drinks his coffee, Micah is smiling softly at Cozy, Ridge is scowling at me, and Jeremiah is sliding a plate over to our girl, holding a piece of bacon up and feeding her with a twinkle in his eye as he stares at her.
“I’m down with Disney movies, Dove. But only if I get to snuggle up next to you,” Jeremiah tells Cozy with a smirk, and she beams at him.
“Och! Na fair! I’m callin’ dibs on her other side right now, if that’s what we’re doin’. I wanna snuggle wi’ my omega too, ye stingy fuckers,” Zeke huffs, glaring at me and Jeremiah, prompting him to roll his eyes.
“I think it’s up to Cozy on who gets to snuggle with her during our movie day,” Ridge interjects, setting a glass of juice in front of Cozy with a soft smile and a kiss to the top of her head.
She beams up at him, taking a sip, before looking over at Zeke.
“We can play musical Cozy to make it fair. Two of you can snuggle with me, then switch with each movie, so everyone gets a chance. How’s that sound?” she says, her sweet smile still in place as she looks at Zeke on the other side of Jeremiah.
He puffs up his chest and grins wildly at her.
“Fine, but I get first dibs. Tae make it fair, ” he says with a smirk, looking over at me.
Jeremiah elbows him in the side, making him groan as he clutches his stomach, glaring at the man that matches him in size. I roll my eyes, kissing Cozy’s cheek to distract her, and she starts eating on her own until Jeremiah notices and playfully scowls at her. He snatches the fork from her and finishes feeding her while she laughs and looks at him with so much love that it practically shines out of her.
As I watch them together, all I can think about is how I can’t wait for the day that she looks at me like that.
Once we’ve all had a sort of brunch, all of us guys gather up some snacks and drinks, while Cozy runs upstairs to change into her ‘movie binge’ pajamas, as she called them. When she comes back down, we all stop what we’re doing and stare at her.
I can’t speak for the others, but when I see her in the cutest pink Stitch onesie I’ve probably ever seen, with a hood that has giant pink eyes and fluffy pink ears that flop over, all I can think about is wrapping her in my arms and kissing her because she’s so fucking adorable that it makes my heart wanna burst with the feelings she brings out in me.
She stops in her tracks, tilting her head slightly as she looks at us all with a confused smile.
“What?” she asks, squeezing the teal bat plush that’s obviously her favorite tight to her chest.
Everyone clears their throats before jumping back into action and Micah laughs, walking over to her.
“Got everything?” he asks her, and she smiles up at him, nodding.
We all file out of the house, each of us with arms full of snacks and extra blankets from around the house, just in case she wants them. Once inside the nest, Ridge gets the projector set up on the wall, pulling the screen down, while we all find our spots inside of her little fort and get comfortable. Jeremiah and Zeke each plant themselves on either side of Cozy, leaving the rest of us to spread out as best as we can while keeping close to her.
Micah and I end up resting down near her feet while Ridge takes up the spot above her head, pulling up the streaming app we need before passing her the remote. For the rest of the day, we watch every movie she hasn’t seen yet, then we watch some she has seen. Through it all, we switch up our positions after each movie, until eventually, we all fall asleep, curled up with our omega in her nest and the soundtrack to Beauty and the Beast playing in the background.