Chapter 45
FORTY-FIVE
“It’s okay, baby. Let’s get to your nest,” Remi says. Lennon holds me as we move through the hallways of our house. My stomach cramps and a whimper escapes, causing my alpha to hold me closer.
“When did this house get so fucking big?” I complain. “Oh my god, and hot. Someone turn on some A.C.; I feel like I’m being burned alive.”
“You’re going into heat, little vicious,” my tall alpha reminds me. My skin is sweltering so much that it slides over his, my grip behind his neck tight even though I know he would never drop me. “We’re almost there, then we can make you feel better.”
A strangled cry escapes me. At least, I think it’s me, but my stomach is twisting and turning so much that I can’t process anything but the excruciating pain of it. “Are the others coming?”
“Cyrus and Jamie are on their way.” Malaki’s voice sounds from behind us and I maneuver to look at him. Despite the predicament, he still looks just as happy as ever. Cool as a fucking cucumber.
I miss my two other mates like a knife to the heart. In their defense, we thought we had a few more days to prepare for my heat, but apparently our bonds all worked really fast to bring it forward.
Like two days fast. And it’s just my luck that it started while Jamie and Cyrus were making last-minute preparations with their team to keep paparazzi away from the house and to let every person know we will be unavailable for the time being.
We come upon the door to my nest and the guys all pause, unsure and hesitant.
“Fuck the pleasantries,” I hiss. “Take me into my fucking nest.”
I don’t even realize that my command has an edge of omega bark until they practically jump forward, immediately moving into action.
The presence of my nest immediately eases me.
I loved everything the guys had chosen for the nest on the bus, so all of those same items are surrounding us now.
All the different blankets and shades of purple surround me, along with beautiful butterfly lights that twinkle around the edges of the walls.
They installed another speaker, and Remi takes the time to find something soothing while Lennon places me in the center of the comfy, huge mattress.
Another bout of pain punches my gut and nearly knocks the wind out of me, and I look at the alphas with a glare. “If I knew it would hurt this fucking much, I would have never let you assholes bite me.”
“I love when you’re like this,” Lennon says lovingly. He nuzzles into my shoulder, swiping his scent over my skin and inhaling my own. He kisses his bond mark there, sending shockwaves down my spine with every innocent peck.
“You’re not going to love it when I rip your neck open for not fucking me already.”
I wince a little. Wow, I had no idea I would be this cutthroat during my heat. The pain hurts so much that it’s taken me out of victim mode and sent me right into vicious territory. I’m irritable, angry, and all I want is to stab the mattress until the pain subsides.
Malaki crawls to my other side and starts discarding my soaked clothes. “We’re here to oblige. Do your worst, Omega, and even then, we’ll love every fucking minute of it.”
His smile is both annoying me and sending me into a spiral of hormones as he gets every item of clothing off me, and then works on himself. Lennon and Remi do the same, and they spread their worn clothes throughout the blankets to even out the scents just the way I like it.
My omega preens, finally coming to the forefront. I roll my eyes and look down at my chest. “Where the fuck have you been?” I ask her. “Take over already so I can dissociate from this fucking torture.”
The guys give each other a look of both concern and amusement as I yell at my breasts.
Before anyone can comment on it, Lennon and Malaki are back at my sides, their attention moving to me tenfold. “That’s definitely why it hurts so much, Bubbles,” Malaki whispers, his hand feathering over my bare torso. “You haven’t gone all the way under. Let’s help you with that.”
Lennon’s mouth closes over one of my nipples while Malaki’s finger slides over my clit. He groans from the wetness already pooled there, my slick pouring out of me as the feeling of arousal builds in my stomach. His hand moves slow, precise, but it builds me up until a frenzy all the same.
This time, when a cramp overtakes me, the feeling is numbed, and my omega completely takes over.
I feel myself speaking, but it’s through a fog. I beg one of them to fuck me, to knot me, and by the smell of ginger, one of them obliges as they crawl on top of me. The alpha pulls back my knees and impales me, his cock long and hard and… jeweled?
Whatever it is, it’s hitting me nicely as he starts a steady pace. My fingernails dig into his biceps and he hisses from the pain, but his smile tells me he is anything but upset about it.
“Is Lennon fucking you good, Omega?” my other alpha asks, the one with the long hair and syrupy smell. He strokes himself as he watches us, his lips curved into a sinister smirk. I don’t say anything, but a loud moan falls out as Lennon’s knot hits my entrance with each fast thrust.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck.” I can’t help the curse from tumbling out on repeat, my body bending to the will of the alpha above me. My stomach hurts a little bit less with every thrust, the pain turning to pleasure as I get closer to the edge.
“You’re the most beautiful omega I have ever seen,” the alpha whispers to me, his gaze looking at me with something soft now, something loving. “You feel so good around my cock, Josie. Please come on me. I need to feel you coming.”
He inserts his knot into me after speaking those lovely words.
The pleasurable sound alone could have pulled the orgasm out of me, but this is way better as his knot inflates and hits every part of me that it needs to.
A part of me remembers this feeling, but it’s all heightened now, like this is the whole point.
I feel an instant rush of relief from the pain as my body feels nothing but bliss, and with each tiny thrust he makes, the feeling gets calmer and calmer as I come.
My fingers find their way into his hair, petting and rubbing until his chest erupts in a quiet purr. I revel in the feeling of it, nuzzling my face against his as we heavily breathe in each other’s air.
It feels like it takes a long time for his knot to deflate and for a new cramp to start, but when it does, my brain stalls from the sting.
“Someone…. else… inside… now.”
My voice is rough, guttural. The scent of glorious midnight campfire clouds my senses, clogging up each nostril with endorphins as the alpha behind the smell crawls on top of me.
There’s a flash of blue, my mind tingling with recognition before his cock penetrates me.
The feeling overtakes every existing thought as he starts immediately fucking me, his forehead resting on my shoulder as he groans so low that my core spasms.
“Yes,” he mutters, the sound like liquid in my ear. “You’re soaking me. Oh my god.”
A whine climbs up my throat, my back arching from the power of each hard thrust. His knot feels just as large as the last, and my body sings every time it hits my entrance.
I dig into his back, the flesh punctured beneath my nails.
He howls, reveling in the pain of it. Just when I don’t think I can take it anymore, he pushes his knot in on the next thrust, the bulb completing me in every possible way.
I crash, falling overboard. Wave after wave of pleasure wash away the ache until there is nothing but satisfaction coiling in my gut.
I blink my eyes open, wondering how long I was in the blissful state until another cramp hits me low and hard. There’s no longer a knot inside me; I feel so empty, so vacant, and the knowledge of that makes me bellow with a sob.
I strangle out the noise just as the door slams open, my two other mates standing on the other side. Their eyes are blown wide, their chests heaving as if they ran all the way here.
“Omega,” Cyrus whispers.
“Please,” I whimper. “Come here.”
“She’s had two knots and slept for about five minutes. She must have sensed you,” one of the alphas beside me says.
They both move quickly. The beta runs to my side while our prime shuts and secures the door, immediately easing any anxiety that the open space had caused. The smell of beautiful, dark flowers flows over me and I feel emotional by the presence of it.
“My beautiful little flower,” he murmurs before kissing me. “Do you need our cocks?”
I only manage to nod a few times before he is entering me in one quick swoop, the size of him filling me in the most delicious way. He groans in my ear at the ease of it, his fingers intertwining with mine as he breathes heavily through his nose.
“Fuck,” my beta whimpers. “You’re so fucking wet. Do you need this wet pussy fucked, my flower?”
A cry escapes me as he starts to move, his body working mine over with short, quick thrusts. I squeeze his fingers and use them to ground me as the pace quickens, leaving me suspended in the beautiful feeling of his cock sending me higher and higher with each push and pull.
My prime stands over us, his clothes gone and his hand stroking himself. He doesn’t say anything; his eyes are dark as he angles himself toward the beta that’s fucking me; he accepts it willingly, his hips still pistoning in and out of me as he lets the alpha fuck his mouth.
“Yes, good boy,” he praises, then he looks at me. “You’re going to come on Jamie’s cock, Omega. And then Remi and I are going to fuck you. And then, Remi is going to give you his knot. Is that what you want?” I nod, unable to say anything. “Good omega.”
Then he starts to fuck his mouth again, and the sight of them has me coming immediately.
Jamie moans and pops off Cyrus’s dick as he feels me pulsing around him. His mouth is parted, a quiet moan escaping him. I feel him coming inside me, and it propels my pleasure forward even more as I squeal with glee.
The relief only lasts a few seconds before the spasm starts up in my stomach again.
All I can do is cry out as the feeling spreads through my body, making every limb and muscle sore and sweaty.
I can just barely feel the men manhandling me as they get me into place.
When I open my eyes again, I am met with the prettiest blue eyes.
My long-haired alpha is below me, smiling softly as he moves my hair behind my ear and kisses me gingerly.
Then his cock slowly enters me. His hands grip my hips as he controls the movement, sliding me all the way down until we’re flush against each other. He lets out the sexiest groan, and then the movement stops and he holds my chest to his.
“We have to be patient, Omega,” he says to me, his rough voice scratching my brain in a delightful way. “Let me love on you a bit, and then we’re going to fuck you at the same time.”
I let him keep my lips preoccupied, the feeling making my heart so full it could burst with endorphins. Then a slight movement behind me has us parting, and I gasp as a cold liquid pours over me.
“What?” I find myself saying, my eyes fluttering shut as someone’s finger moves over my backside.
“Shh, baby,” the alpha below me says once more, his hands touching me everyplace they can. It leaves trails of fire over my skin, goosebumps rising in its wake.
“We need to ease her pain,” someone whispers nearby. This one has an American accent, which puzzles me for half a second before the image of my beta comes to mind.
“We will; this will break her fever for the time being,” the prime replies from behind me as he continues to work on my other hole.
The reminder causes me to lose my patience, and I try to thrust back onto his fingers forcibly, but that just earns me a crack to the ass.
“Greedy omega,” he chastises with a soft murmur as he moves a second digit in at his own pace, but the feeling of them is so good that I release a moan. “Do you like both of your holes being used, my love?”
I clamp down on the cock inside me, and it twitches slightly as a sound rumbles from the alpha’s chest. I place my cheek there, hoping to hear it rumble further, and it starts quickly, like I jumpstarted it simply from the act of wanting it.
It only takes a few minutes, but then my prime’s cock is at my back entrance.
He says soft words of encouragement as he enters, but I don’t want soft.
I whine for them to go faster, for them to both be inside of me this instant.
And when it finally happens and they are both all the way inside me, the sparks unfurl over my entire body.
They both let out curses that cause me to preen, my scent blossoming outwards. Then they’re moving, and I have to bite my lip to keep from screaming at the sensation it brings me.
I let them manipulate my body, the feeling wound tight inside of me as it spreads through my limbs.
They hold on, keeping me secure in their movements.
I can’t even vocalize it when I come the first time, the pressure spilling over before they’ve even begun to speed up.
Everyone’s scents are circling, soothing me, and the two alphas fucking me are harmonizing in their sounds as they feel just as elevated as me with each powerful movement.
I reach around and hold onto the wrists of the alpha fucking me from behind. He hisses, and then he gives a feral growl that sends sparks of energy to my clit.
“This fucking ass was meant to be mine,” he whispers as he leans over to nip at a bond mark on my neck. I find myself pulsing around them again as he sucks on it. “It’s meant to be played with, meant to be fucked. Mine.”
I feel his pace falter and then he is coming inside me, his dark chocolate scent becoming melted goo on my tongue. His fingernails dig into my hips, and he kisses my shoulder blades, whispering sweet nothings that get overridden by the cramp in my stomach.
“Alpha,” I whisper to the one below me. “Knot me.”
“Don’t mind if I do.” I can hear the sexy arrogance in his voice as he pops his knot into place.
It inflates inside me, locking us, and I let out a long mewling moan.
I find myself clutching his shoulders, my arms wrapping around his back.
He envelopes me in his arms as the feeling takes over completely.
I must have blacked out, because when I come to, they’re maneuvering me. They move me gently, making sure not to aggravate the place where we are joined, and I find myself cuddled close between two bodies; the scents of my entire pack close by.
My eyes flutter closed, exhaustion wracking me, and the cramp gone. There is no overwhelming heat, and I feel bliss for the first time since entering this room.
“We’ve got you, Omega,” one of them whispers. “Rest.”
My eyes close as sleep takes me.