Chapter 44
Kaiden
I’ve already come watching Revea being fucked by my pack, but seeing her like this has me tipping into rut.
The second I told her to present, her heat hit.
I didn’t think she could smell better. I was wrong. So fucking wrong.
The four of us let out a deep growl as her full scent filled the room. I sent a warning over the bond, but it was frayed. How can I concentrate on anything else when she looks like that?
She’s in a perfect present position.
Plump ass in the air, her pink, swollen pussy glistening in the low light, and her sounds… those soft keens and whimpers. Combined with her scent, it’s enough to tip any alpha into rut.
I take a deep breath, checking my bite guard by pushing the tip of my tongue against the chrome before I make my way to her.
I lean over her from behind. “I warned you, omega,” I rumble, my voice more alpha than my own.
My fingers graze over the curve of her ass, down her perfectly arched spine.
“I’m going to bind you like this.” I trail the rope over her thighs, letting her feel the soft material. “You’re going to stay in this position. Presenting so perfectly.”
She shifts a little on her knees, tries to push her perfect ass back against my cock.
“Stay,” I bark.
She shivers, whining softly. I breathe in deeply, searching for restraint. This enchantress is pushing my limits.
My chest lies over her spine as I slide the rope under her stomach, lifting each arm and crossing them at the wrists against her back. Her head turns, cheek lying flush against the nest floor.
“I’m going to fuck you just like this,” I breathe against her ear, letting her feel the weight of me before tying the rope in a sharp tug. She groans into the mattress. “You’ll stay just like this while I fuck you and knot you. Do you understand?”
“Yes, alpha.” It’s the first time she’s spoken since full heat, and her voice is deadly.
Desperate, so fucking needy.
I close my eyes, fighting back the urge to fuck her hard and fast.
“Val,” I murmur over the bond, and he’s there. “Tell me, why did I bark, Revea?” My fingers graze over her swollen entrance, but never enter.
“I... I didn’t listen,” she whispers, trying to shift back.
I slip my other hand under the rope crossing between her shoulder blades, gripping it, causing every line to tighten over her body. “You know you need to be more specific, omega.”
“I… I tried to take Valentin’s knot.”
“Mmm.” I award her truth by relaxing the ropes and slipping the tip of my finger inside her dripping heat.
Fuck. Even just this small touch of her, and she feels incredible.
“Not only will you stay like this while I fuck you.” I nuzzle her throat, her pulse hammering. “You’ll take Valentin in your mouth like this. Understood?”
She buries her face into the mattress. “Oh god, yes, alpha,” she moans.
“Because you made me bark, and you made him come, you’re going to make it up to us.” I sink my finger deeper. “You’re going to be a good omega for your alphas.”
She tries to nod, tries to shift her hips higher as my bark melts away. It only makes the ropes tighten, only increases her pleasure. An omega’s skin is already sensitive; during the peak of her heat, every little bit of friction can cause arousal.
“Kai.” Val’s voice is tight over the bond. “I want to, but I’m going to come the second she touches me.” His teeth grit together. “Just… look at her, smell her—”
“Apologise to Valentin,” I whisper in her ear, smirking as Val’s jaw cuts sharp.
“I’m sorry, alpha.” She’s breathless, needy, and Val’s gaze darkens to almost black as she peers up at him. “So sorry.”
“For...” I drawl, slipping in another finger, pushing deeper.
“For... for trying—fuck,” she gasps, clenching around me. “For trying to take your knot. Making you come too soon.”
Val’s fingers slip into her hair, his alpha right there, worries about coming too soon evaporating. “Show me how sorry you are.”
He slides his cock into her mouth, and her entire body convulses.
Val groans, head tipping back. “Shit... You feel so good. So fucking...” His thrusts speed up. “Fuck, omega. Look at you. Taking my cock so deep.”
Her eyes water, rope pulling tight, neck strained—so fucking pretty.
“I’m already so close…” He groans, looking pained. “I’m going to fill your throat, and you’ll swallow every drop. Look at me.” She does through teary eyes. “Take everything.”
Her gaze stays locked on Valentin’s as he stills deep in her throat, his body tensing, and comes.
She swallows, never looking away, following his instruction perfectly.
His fingers brush her flushed cheeks tenderly as he finishes, and when Val finally pulls out, she licks her lips.
His chest erupts in a bubbling growl of pleasure. “Goddamn it, Revea. I wanted to last longer, but you...” he pants, grazing her swollen lips with his thumb.
“It’s fine,” I say. “She’ll need her mouth empty to scream when I knot her.”
I push the tip of my cock in without warning and immediately stop when she gasps.
“Baby, you’re dripping, but you’re still so tight for me.” An awed groan rumbles out as I thrust in a little more. “So swollen and tight.”
She whines, and I’m compelled to soothe her, leaning over her.
“Shh, you can take it, omega,” I murmur beside her ear. “Your heat’s made my cock swell so much. If you think this is tight…” I slip in more. She moans softly. “Wait until you feel my knot.”
I slam in fully, her mouth parting on a soundless cry.
“Fuck, that’s such a pretty sight,” Luc murmurs from somewhere. I’m too busy trying not to come.
I pull out carefully, only to plunge right back in, her wet, tight walls taking me every time.
“There you go, that’s it, you’re taking me,” I praise, pumping in and out, slow but deep. “Ready for my knot, omega?”
I thrust in harder, and she flinches forward.
I drag her back by her hips. “No, you wanted a knot so badly.” I slowly pull out. “You’ll take mine.” I thrust back in. She cries out.
My pack groans. Sylvan’s is muffled. When I look up, I realise they’re surrounding us, Sylvan’s bindings undone but his gag still in place.
But my knot still isn’t in. It’s so much harder and bigger than when she last took it, but she’s wetter, her body more capable in peak heat.
I graze my thumb over her clit in soft circles, shifting my hips, trying for a different angle.
When she whimpers, I know I’ve got the right spot.
“Shhh, I know, baby. I know it’s big. But you’ve taken me before. Your tight little cunt forced my knot inside.” I kiss her wet cheeks. “You’ll take it again.”
I ease in slowly, pushing, going deeper. I grip her hips, fingers denting her skin, and when I drag her back firmly, I push forward—hard.
“That’s it. Fuck, that’s it. My knot’s edging in, stretching you. Feel it. Feel how hard I am for you.”
She whines and keens but keeps pushing back, just as eager to have me inside her.
When it starts slipping in, we both groan.
“And when we’re knotted,” I rasp. “I’m going to keep fucking you, Revea. I’ll fill you with everything I have. Knot you full of the four of us, like a good, perfect fucking omega—”
My heated ramble cuts short as my knot slots in.
My breath catches. Revea’s body locks. And she comes on a broken scream.
Everything darkens, my teeth ache, my body tight, knot throbbing.
Need pushes into desperation. My hips try to move, to go deeper, feel more, but they can’t.
We’re locked tight.
My shaking fingers unleash the rope in one pull, and her arms fly forward, bracing her against the nest. And when she peers over her shoulder at me, eyes glazed, mouth parted…
I lose it.
“Mine,” I snarl, pushing her down to lie completely flat, knocking her legs wider, lying almost fully over her as I shift the little I can, and come and keep coming.
The small shifts of my hips are all I can manage with how tightly we’re locked. But she moans like I’m fucking her deeply, pushing back, urging those little movements to keep going.
I need more.
Need to feel more.
Have more.
My eyes lock onto her throat. I move—
“Motherfucker—” someone hisses, gripping my arms.
I snarl, trying to shake them off, but I can’t move because I’m knotted to my omega… my omega who is whining beneath me, baring her throat, and I need to sink my fucking teeth into that pale skin—
There’s something in my mouth, and my teeth sink into the hard rubber, my growl reverberating throughout the entire room.
“Kaiden,” someone says—someone I recognise. My eyes dart around, vision clearing enough to make out Sylvan. My right-hand man. “No biting. Remember.”
His words drench me in cold.
I freeze, looking down at Revea, who lies twitching beneath me.
“Fuck,” I try to say, but there’s... “Did you gag me?”
Sylvan nods, brows deeply furrowed. “We should have bought more.”
The grip on my arms, Luciano and Valentin, I realise, loosens.
I rip out the gag, throwing it to the side. “Revea,” I murmur, lying on my side and scooping her to me. We’re still locked so deep. “I’m so sorry, I... Did I hurt you? I didn’t—”
She shakes her head, and those beautiful eyes seek me out over her shoulder. Pupils blown wide, a thin line of green edging them.
She smiles, but it’s a little crooked. “Again?”
Shocked, breathless, I try to laugh, but it’s more of an exhale. “Revea. We’re freshly knotted, and I… I tried to bite you.”
Her response is to shift her hips back and whisper, “More, alpha.”
I bite back a groan, forehead falling to her shoulder.
“Did we die and go to heaven?” Luc murmurs over the bond before lying down in front of Revea. “Hey, baby.” Her eyes snap to him. “Before you have more, we need you to drink first, okay?”
His fingertips graze her cheek, and she purrs. It’s so loud and potent, my body immediately loses all its tension, and Luc sinks into the mattress on his side.
“You like this, omega? Being locked to our pack alpha while we tend to you?” he whispers.
She nods, and I bury my face into the crook of her throat, inhaling deeply. She grinds back, and I groan as more spurts of cum squeeze out of me.
The mattress dips, and Sylvan’s there, holding a bottle of pale blue liquid to Revea’s lips.
“Are you hungry?” he asks as she drinks.
She nods empathically. His brows dip as he places the bottle down.
She opens her mouth. Wide.
“Syl, I don’t think she’s hungry for food,” Luc murmurs.
“Revea.” Val tuts, sitting on the edge behind us with a bowl of something in his hands. When he tries to put a spoon of it to her lips, she shuts them tightly.
He slips into the nest on his knees. “Come on, trouble. You didn’t have breakfast. You need to eat—”
“You,” she whispers, and although I can’t see her face, I can picture her wicked expression from the sounds of my pack.
And fuck, my knot’s hard again. My pained groan is muffled against her throat.
“After,” rumbles out of Val. He clears his throat. “Eat. Please.”
That please is the key. And after a few mouthfuls of food and more gulps of electrolytes, she slowly drifts into an exhausted sleep.
And I’m still locked, with no sign of it softening.
Val stares at her. “This is...”
“…incredible,” Luc finishes, smoothing Revea’s hair back from her face.
“She’ll need more,” Sylvan says. “Now she’s in full heat, she’ll need to come every couple of hours. At least one knot every time. I suggest we start prepping her for anal—”
“Sylvan. Please.” My teeth grit together. “Or else she’ll wake up, and we’ll still be knotted.”
“Still can’t believe our big pack alpha nearly lost his shit.” Luc chuckles softly, careful not to wake Revea.
“Thank fuck you stopped me, all of you,” I murmur.
“That’s what packs do,” Sylvan says in his matter-of-fact tone. “But... Never mind.”
Sylvan never normally stops himself speaking. We all glance at each other.
“What?” Val ends up asking.
Sylvan’s gaze darts around the nest before landing back on the centre of all our thoughts.
“Would it have been so bad?” He shrugs. “Biting her.”
He didn’t need to clarify, but saying those words makes my chest rumble. Even in her sleep, she shifts back, even closer, fingers curling over my arm that traps her to me.
“This feeling, this possessiveness, research says it’s normal during heat. But the biting…” Sylvan’s explanation drifts as his gaze drops to her throat. “That’s… interesting.”
“Syl, biting isn’t a one-time thing—it’s permanent.” Luc turns to look at him. “You know that.”
“I know…” Syl’s gaze locks onto a random corner.
“Sylvan, we only started courting a week ago,” I remind him. “It’s way too soon to be talking about biting.”
He nods, still staring elsewhere. “I know.”
Val grasps his shoulder. “You already left your mark anyway.”
We all stare down as Val carefully shifts Revea’s hair from her throat. There, a set of faint teeth marks fades into a pale red.
Four purrs burst out, filling the room.