Chapter Seventeen
Elizabeth
Ha. A ton of paperwork, my ass. I had to fill out longer forms at the DMV for fucks’ sake.
Using phylogenetic trees and a habitat loss map, I had narrowed it down to two possible options, both on the larger end of the size scale.
Dragonflies are miniature, bad-ass, flying, terrifying predators. They are just what we need to keep the Glohas syrup, and trees, safe.
I’m wrapping up my hand-written recommendations. And ruminating on learning Celnoe written language so I can use their version of a keyboard, when my pussy starts to throb.
Fuck.
I’m so close to wrapping this up and sending it to Fohux. I look over my shoulder to see Wells napping peacefully on the couch in the library.
I know they said to tell them, to let them get me off, but maybe I can just rub one out real quick, then I can finish up this packet.
My hand slips between my legs, my first two fingers going right to my clit over the soft material of my harness.
I jump, not realizing how sensitive I’ve become.
I haven’t jilled-off since I got here. I few circles and I’m already close.
Wow, this is convenient, it used to take me much longer and usually involved a vibrator back home.
My eyes close and I feel my legs start to tremble. Yes. Right there.
Suddenly, I’m scooped up and the scent of angry alpha is in my nostrils. Tart, citrus, and overwhelming. My eyes snap open to find a very pissed-off Wells holding me to his chest.
“I...why are you mad?” I get out, my chest feeling heavy.
“You’re too close to your heat,” he snarls as he takes us to the couch. I’m abruptly ass-up over his knee, his tail wrapped around my thighs.
“Wells!” I yell, surprised. My big easy-going puppy-alpha should not be spanking me.
His hand lands on my ass, hard. Harder than Ry, maybe, or maybe it’s the proximity to the heat making everything feel more intense. I yelp.
“You do not pleasure yourself. Ever,” he snarls, as he spanks me in a hard, fast rhythm, alternating cheeks and the tops of my thighs.
“I...”
“Hush, omega. Bad girl,” he snarls again.
Tears fill my eyes and it’s not the spanking. I disappointed him. I was bad. I knew they expected me to tell them, especially now, near my heat, if I was horny.
The big feelings inside me spill over and I start to sob into the couch. The spanking continues.
I hear the door open but Wells does not stop.
“What are you doing, ufura?” Ry asks, a hard edge in his tone.
“She was self-pleasuring.” Each word is compounded by a swat.
Snarls. Angry alpha scents. I cry harder.
“I just...” I whimper, pressing my ass up, feeling insanely turned on and on the edge of an orgasm, “I wanted to get the paperwork done.”
More growls but Wells’ hand stops, cupping my now-hot ass. After a moment of silence, in which I wipe my face against the couch as I take deep breaths, his hand starts to rub some of the hurt away.
“She’s about to release,” Zallan’s voice.
The scent of butter and sweetness from Ryson hits me and I’m lifted.
Suddenly, I’m on my hands and knees in front of him as he sits on the couch. He drapes his tail out, near me.
“Between the spanking—that you well-deserved—and the mitigating factor of your incoming heat, the rest of your punishment will be over soon. As soon as you ride my tail in front of us all. Rub that needy, wet, human cunt against your alpha’s tail and beg for forgiveness for not listening to our very reasonable rules. ”
My face pinks and he tilts my chin up. “A little embarrassment will go a long way for you, I believe. Given how much you like praise and clear commands.”
I slowly crawl over his tail, feeling embarrassed as fuck, which only worsens when I hear Zallan and Nara sit next to me on the floor, as Ry and Wells glare down at me from the couch.
I take a deep breath and shift my hips down and the feel of Ry’s thick, warm tail against me through the thin fabric over my pussy is enough to make me gasp.
Well, plus side is I bet this won’t take long.
I close my eyes and lean my face against his tail as I let my hips start to hump against him.
My alphas are all silent. No growls, no purrs, no praise.
My eyes fill with tears again. Goddamn this omega hormonal bullshit, flits through my mind just as an orgasm hits me out of nowhere. I whine embarrassingly loudly through my gritted teeth as I rub myself against Ry.
I pant, eyes still closed, face pressed to his skin. He moves his tail, using the tip to raise my face slowly.
“Look at me. Look at us and apologize. Do it well, or you’re going to hump my tail again like a naughty little pet.”
Oh fuck, I am never misbehaving again.
I look between them, making sure to make eye contact with each of my alphas though my heart is in my stomach.
“I’m sorry alphas. I was... horny, and I thought it would be easy and fast if I just used my fingers.
I will never do it again.” My voice gets softer and softer as I speak and I’m staring at the ground by the end.
“That’ll do,” Ryson says. He glares at me, “We told you not to pleasure yourself, that we would help. Did you think we said that for fun? Our rules are to keep you safe and healthy. An orgasm close to your heat without alpha pheromones will make your heat hurt much worse than a few spanks.”
Oh shit.
Nara stands and crosses the room. He tosses something to Wells.
“You pinked her ass, you take care of it,” he says, sounding a bit annoyed.
“Stand, omega,” Wells murmurs and he kneels behind me, moving the now-itchy straps of my harness to rub a cream on my ass. I blush again. I had become used to them touching and caring for my body, so I assume this is more embarrassment for my poor choices.
“Go finish that paperwork,” Wells says quietly, “Then you’re going to suck me off.”
THE PAPERWORK GOT OFF to Fohux, and then Wells got off. He knotted my mouth and I nearly rubbed my pussy against his leg in my need. He had not done anything to relieve me, just scooped me up and brought me to the nest and told me to nap.
I am just a horny little pet, like Ry had suggested, I think embarrassed. My thoughts are a jumble.
I roll in the nest, the softest blanket I could find around me. Zallan sits near the fireplace, reading a book and seemingly ignoring me. But I can tell from the tension in his body that he is listening to me carefully.
I roll again, trying to get comfortable. I sigh, flipping and fluffing up a pillow.
I force my eyes closed, trying to not think about my still-warm ass or my still-wet pussy.
But then the nest shifts and Zallan pulls me into his lap. My head rests on his chest and I can hear his heartbeat. It’s slower than a human’s. His berry-scent surrounds me and I relax.
“What is wrong, omega?” He rumbles.
I sigh, emotion welling up. These hormones are like being a teenager all over again, I think bitterly.
“I’m horny. And my butt hurts. And I want to be filled. And... I’m sorry. I want you all to tell me I’m not naughty and that you love me.”
The last bit just slips out and I gasp.
I meant it, I realize. Shit, do I love them?
We sit in silence, Zallan’s body tense.
Aw, fuck, I do love them, I conclude after a quick check on my feelings.
“We do love you, Elizabeth. My Libby,” he purrs, his chest rumbling.
“You are our good little omega.” His hand creeps to my ass as he speaks, rubbing gently.
“Once I reassure you, I’m going to lick you from ass to clit until you release your incredible creamy, sweet flavor into my mouth.
And as soon as your heat hits, I’m going to yank these trainers out and replace the one in your pussy with my cock while Ry fucks your needy asshole. ”
I blink in surprise at his blunt words.
“And of course my good little omega loves that idea, I scent how your body responds to that plan.” His voice is light and I look up to see he’s biting down a grin, his sharp canines obvious.
He pauses, meeting my eyes. I can feel his anxiety suddenly. “Will you let us fully bond during your heat? You must let us know now; it won’t be fair to ask you when you’re in heat.”
I take a deep breath, thinking. “You’re sure, sure that all of you want me? Love me?” My eyes fill with tears again, fuck it all.
I rub my face against his chest, his purr soaking into me.
He leans his head back and lets out an ear-splitting whistle. I jump but he hugs me tighter.
Within seconds, the door opens and Wells, Ry and Nara pour in.
“Our omega needs to hear that she is treasured. Desired. Loved.”
Purrs erupt and I watch my other alphas climb into the nest. I tug the blanket down off me, feeling warm.
Wells kisses me. “I’m sorry about the hard spanking, omega. I was so worried, so upset, about you making your heat worse, but I should have let our ebondenn handle it. Please tell me you don’t hate me?”
There’s my big puppy. I grin at him, and then kiss him again. “I’m not mad. I’m sorry I didn’t just get you to help me. I don’t hate you, of course not.”
Ry lets out a chuckle, “Our Wells doesn’t have the constitution to handle your ire, my dear.”
“I love you, Libby,” Wells purrs as he sits back.
“I don’t mind your ire, omega,” Ryson says smoothly, “Now that I’ve found the key to you. But I’m a generous ebondenn, and I love pleasing you. I love you, Elizabeth.” He kisses my nose and I grin like a fool.
But I can’t leave well enough alone, so I add, “It would help if you explained why rules are in place.”
He tosses me a look, arching one eyebrow.
Nara crawls closer. “You are ridiculous, omega, to not realize that I am devoted to you already. I love you, Libby.”
I lean out of Zallan’s arms a bit to kiss Nara.
I look into their eyes. “Bond me.”
Suddenly, I’m so hot that I crawl out of Zallan’s warm lap. I wave a hand at my face, fanning myself.
Nara growls and crawls around me. “I’m braiding your hair up and out of the way, omega, because I think your heat is about to hit.”
I nod, feeling puzzled. The removal of my long hair from my neck feels delightful though. Hands at my waist.