Chapter 31 Casey
Casey
I wake up with a hunger that’s almost as fierce as it ever was. The three bodies around me peel away, and I let out a low growl.
The male in front of me growls back, pacing closer.
He stalks towards me, his eyes glowing in the dark. His power, his control is absolute. But I refuse. He snarls again, and I smile at him.
“Kiss me,” I growl.
“You don’t give orders here.”
I snarl again, but, suddenly, there’s another presence at my back. He grips my hair, yanking my head back and sniffing my head, rubbing his nose hard into my skin, and then following with the long, broad length of his tongue.
Snow, he fills the air with the scent of snow. It makes my mouth water.
I shudder, my head falling back.
His growl is everything I need and more. I feel the warmth coil between my legs, an ache that won’t go away.
“Need knots.”
“And you’ll get them. After we play,” the ice-cold voice says.
Angel, I remember him now. He bites my neck, and I go limp. But he doesn’t break skin, he doesn’t claim me like I want, like I need.
His hands slide around my ribs and lift my breasts, pulling at my nipples. Painful bolts of pleasure shoot through me, and I feel my slick leak down my inner thighs. I let out a whine.
He laughs mockingly in my ear.
“Beg for it.”
Damn, I love that commanding, mean voice. Unlike Khaos, he doesn’t raise his voice above a quiet croon, but it cuts just as deep. I want to belong to this alpha, and I want him to be mine.
“Please give it to me.”
“Spread your legs.”
I part my legs and gasp when he slaps me down there.
“Mm, so wet. You are needy, aren’t you? So fucking needy.
It’s so hot to see you so undone over our knots.
” Angel bites my ear and then abruptly lets me go and throws me on the bed.
I bounce, but he’s on me in seconds, grabbing one wrist and securing it and then the other.
He moves down my body, slowly touching and exploring.
He shoves three fingers inside me. I clamp around him, but he pulls his hand out and sticks his fingers in my mouth. I suck obediently.
“Good omega.”
He slaps my pussy again and then rolls my hips so I’m on my side, my arms crossed where I’m secured.
I can just see him holding his cock, lining himself up before he pushes inside me.
I groan, panting as he slams into a spot that makes the pleasure almost burn.
He lifts my leg and leans against it, thrusting in a smooth motion before he stops and pulls out again.
I whimper, but he slaps my ass and lets me go.
He disappears, leaving me. I panic, trying to sit up. Why? He left? Khaos comes towards me. He looks down at me and strokes my face.
“He will be back. It’s my turn.” He flicks a look over his shoulder. “Don’t let me claim her.”
He crawls over me, putting himself between my legs, and presses in. I feel him trembling. He breathes hard and then reaches for my restraints, flicking them off.
“Wrap your arms around me and hold on.”
I do as he suggests, feeling so full, willing to do whatever it takes to keep this cock in me. He stares at me, his eyes glowing.
Then he starts to move. I know now why he’s waited.
He doesn’t just fuck me. He wrecks me. Khaos has no control in all the best ways.
He pounds into me mercilessly, without holding back.
He expects me to take it, and I do. I take everything he can give and willingly.
I come hard on his cock, squeezing around him, but he doesn’t even blink.
He just keeps going, not breaking eye contact.
Fucking me like it’s the only thing that he is born to do. I scream and come a second time; the orgasm stolen out of me by the sheer force of him slamming into my G-spot.
The sheets are saturated. And I lay there limply, but he still moves, and I feel another orgasm building.
“Who do you belong to?” he snarls.
“You!” I scream and come again.
He roars, slamming into me even harder than before, and then stiffens, his release pouring into me. His knot locks us together. I sob into his shoulder, pulling him down onto me. Needing him. Needing more.
“I can’t. I can’t,” he murmurs over and over. “No biting, no bonds. I can’t.”
Finally, his lips find mine, and the kiss almost makes up for the feeling of loss.
He holds me and murmurs into my ear for a long time. I listen to the words, the promises, and stroke his back. He brushes my hair off my face.
“Are you ready for Angel now?”
The need has been building, and I nod. He slides out of me, and, immediately, Angel rolls me onto my stomach and slides into my soppy, swollen pussy.
“More?”
“More!” I cry out.
He drags my hips up and slaps my ass. “Perfect ass.” He thrusts into me a few times and then stops, spitting on me. He rubs the spit into my ass and then laughs.
“Look who I found.”
He presses something cold and plastic into my ass. I gasp and tense.
“Uh-uh. Relax.”
I force myself to relax as he pushes it all the way in.
“It vibrates,” Angel says cheerfully. He turns it on and growls fiercely.
I whimper as he thrusts really hard five times then stops. He reaches out and tugs at my nipples.
“I can feel it vibrating. I can feel how wet you’re getting. You like it. Has it ever been in your ass before?”
I shake my head.
“Words!” he snaps and slaps my ass.
“No,” I shout.
“Mm. Good.” He starts moving. Slowly. Stopping every now and then to fuck me with the dildo.
“So hot. Your ass is gaping at me. I really want to fuck that, but, first, I’m going to knot this.”
He bends over me, breathing into my ear, slamming his hips into mine, forcing his cock and the vibrator into me.
He reaches around and pinches my clit.
“Come,” he barks.
It’s instantaneous. I couldn’t hold back if I tried.
“Oh, that’s good. So tight, so fucking wet. I’m going to bathe in this and have you lick me clean.”
He starts moving again and, after a while, pinches my clit, wringing another orgasm out of me. I lay there panting as he continues the torture.
I’m sobbing, almost at the point where I’m ready to beg him to stop, when he sits up, grips my hips, and drags me back into him while he slams into me. Over and over until I come, and he roars out his release.
I feel his knot and scream. I see stars. It’s too much. Not enough. And then everything goes black. I come back panting, lying there with Angel gently stroking my back, and Khaos staring at me from an inch away.
“You did so well, Omega.”
I smile. “Casey.”
“You did so well, Casey.”
“How long has it been?”
“Seven days,” Khaos whispers.
I groan and try to shift closer to him. He moves so he’s pressed up against me. “Can we just sleep for a little while?”
Angel strokes my hair and carefully pulls out of me. “Sure, Casey. We’ll all sleep.”
I snuggle into the alphas and the scents of my nest. Aware of the others that are there with us.
Finally, my nest feels like a nest. My first heat was perfect.
I don’t register the surprise and tenseness of the males in my bed or the fact I whispered those words out loud.