Chapter 20
CHAPTER TWENTY
Kiara
Mason and Alexander growl as Crew taunts them, and I pull away from my mate. Both Davis and I move to the edge of the nest.
“Probably best if we don’t get in the middle of that,” he says conversationally. “Pretty sure they just went into a rut.”
“There’s one way to confirm that. Mason? Alexander? Are you still with us?” The only response I get is growls as they pounce on Crew. “It would seem you are correct.”
Davis sighs. “Why don’t we go shower and let them have this time for themselves? If one of them snaps at either of us, they’re going to feel like shit when their ruts are over.”
Glancing down at my cum-covered body, I laugh. “I could definitely do with a good hosing off.”
“Yeah, you could. Or a good licking.” He waggles his eyebrows at me, and I’m not sure if he’s serious or not.
“Do you want to lick me clean?”
He considers me for a moment before shaking his head. “Maybe if it had just happened, but it’s probably already drying.”
He’s not wrong, so I allow him to haul me out of the nest, and we head into the en suite. While I’d been helping Crew set up his nest, I’d also stocked the bathroom.
Davis moves straight to the shower and turns it on, testing the temperature as the water heats. I grab a couple of washcloths and towels, setting the latter on the counter beside the shower before climbing inside.
Davis takes the offered washcloth as he joins me, and I can’t help checking him out as we both wash off. He was an athlete in high school, so he’s always been in shape, but he’s bulked up since then. He has the body of a man now, and I’m here for it.
“See something you like?” he asks.
“You know I do.” I blow him a kiss. “But we’re not doing anything in the shower. When we have sex, we’re bonding—and the shower isn’t exactly a romantic spot.”
He chuckles. “It’s really not, and sadly, I need more of a break than the others between rounds. Crew’s pheromones keep him hard pretty much the entirety of his heat, right?”
I nod. “Shit, they keep him hard when he’s not in heat, too. He’s a horny fucker. He just about fucked me out before his heat even hit.”
“Mmm, yes, we’ve definitely heard you a few times.
But it’s made for great sex between the three of us, so I’m not complaining.
” He laughs again. “But as I was saying, Crew’s pheromones will keep both the alphas hard for his heat too.
At least me not being able to take part the entire time will let me take care of everyone. ”
“I can help with that too,” I remind him.
“I get the feeling that your pussy is going to be full for most of his heat, too.” He laughs at the face I make. “I don’t know what to tell you, little K. We’ve been without pussy for years. We’re all going to want a piece of that, and Crew is clearly obsessed with you.”
I shrug, knowing he’s probably right. If Crew hadn’t been fucking me way too often lately, I wouldn’t even complain.
We’re not even an hour into Crew’s heat, and I’m already exhausted.
Fuck me…or not. Definitely not.
It doesn’t take us long to finish showering, and once we’re done drying off, we step back into the nest.
The sight before me almost has me swallowing my tongue.
Hot damn.
Mason and Alexander have Crew between them—Mason fucking his ass, while Alexander fucks his mouth. They’re all rippling muscles and hard bodies, and the longer I stand there, the wetter I get.
“Not feeling so tired anymore, are you?” Davis murmurs against my ear, pressing against my back.
His cock is hard again, and I want it inside me immediately.
“Nope. I think it’s time for us to bond while we watch the three of them.”
“Hell, yes!” Davis spins me around so fast, I would’ve fallen if he didn’t catch me and pull me against his body. His lips crash into mine, and my mouth falls open on instinct, sighing as our tongues tangle.
Damn, I love kissing him.
Who am I kidding? I love kissing all four of my men.
And that’s one hundred percent what they are—mine. And each other, but I don’t mind sharing.
Plus, it’s hot as hell to watch them together—at least from the minimal experience I’ve had with it thus far.
Davis pulls away almost as quickly as he kissed me, turning me back toward the nest and slapping my ass lightly. “Back to the nest we go.”
I shoot him a mock glare over my shoulder before rushing forward to slide down into the nest. I don’t get too close to the rutting trio—it’s very clear none of them have the full use of their facilities at the moment.
They’re little more than instincts, and while that’s hot, I’m not sure how any of them would react to me and Davis coming too close. Hopefully, they should calm down once they bond.
Davis drops beside me, pulling me onto his lap. I squeak, not expecting the move, but it quickly becomes a moan as he sinks me onto his cock.
“Fuck, Davis,” I moan.
“Shhh, Kiki. Let’s enjoy the show they’re putting on for us while I fuck your brains out. Then I’m going to make you mine.”
Heat rushes through me as a shiver runs down my spine, my pussy flutters around Davis and pulls a groan from him.
“Fuck. You feel even more perfect than I ever imagined.” He buries his face in my neck for just a moment before returning his attention to our live-action show.
Mason is rutting into Crew, who’s already come at least twice based on the amount of cum covering the blankets beneath him. Alexander is fucking his big dick into Crew’s mouth, while my mate moans around him.
I wonder what it would be like to be pressed between them like Crew is right now. Hopefully, I won’t have to wait long to find out.
Davis fucks me slow and deep from below, and I can’t help undulating my hips to meet his thrusts. He’s hitting every pleasure point inside of me, while watching the other three has me practically dripping.
I can already feel an orgasm building, and I know it won’t take long.
Especially not when Mason lets out a feral roar as he thrusts into Crew twice more before shoving his knot into his ass and leaning down to bite his neck, sending our omega into another orgasm. He chokes on Alexander’s length, the alpha pulling out of his mouth to allow him to breathe.
Except Crew doesn’t apparently have any plans to breathe, instead biting down on Alexander’s thigh. The alpha’s body shudders as his cock kicks, cum spewing from it and onto Crew’s head.
“That’s going to be a pain in the ass to clean,” Davis says with a sigh, and I laugh. “Oh, fuck. Don’t do that, Kiki. You’re going to make me come too soon.”
Turning my head, I meet his eyes. “Good.” Then I squeeze my muscles on purpose this time, and he curses.
His hands dig into my hips as he fucks into me harder, his teeth grazing the back of my neck before sinking in.
Pleasure washes through me, my sight going white out as I come hard. I lose all control of my body as it shakes, and I scream out my pleasure. Davis keeps fucking me through the orgasm, and as soon as I can breathe again, I reach for his arm—the same one Crew already marked.
Blinking a few times, I bite into the skin there, my mark slightly overlapping Crew’s.
Davis grunts, fucking into me one more time before filling me with his cum. I moan a dirty sound, my hand snaking down my body to circle my clit and sending myself over the edge one last time.
It hits me hard and fast, and it’s all too much.
Death by orgasm doesn’t sound too far off from where I am as I black out.
“Kiki.” Hot breath skates across my neck as I blink my eyes open to find Davis hovering over me. “There you are. I didn’t think you’d want to miss them finishing their bonds.”
“Shit.” I lift a hand to my head before allowing him to help me sit up. “How long was I out?”
He kisses me lightly. “Only a few minutes. Long enough for me to get a washcloth to clean us up, but they’re about to bond.”
My eyes immediately find Crew, Alexander, and Mason, who have changed positions. Crew is riding Alexander’s cock, while Mason sucks his. They’re all covered in so much cum, I know it’s going to be a pain in the ass to get them clean, but that’s a problem for later.
They’re so damn sexy as they move together sensually—as if they’ve been fucking for years instead of an hour.
Alexander stops Crew’s movements, holding him still as he fucks up into him before biting into his neck—on the side opposite Mason’s bite. Alexander’s fat knot almost doesn’t fit into Crew’s ass, but somehow he manages to slip it inside.
Crew’s back arches as he groans out his release, and watching Mason swallow him down is hot as hell. Thankfully, I’m too tired for my libido to kick in, and I can just enjoy their beauty.
Mason is licking his lips when he sits up, a satisfied smirk on his face. His hard cock bobs in the air, but as soon as Alexander pulls back from Crew’s neck, my omega leans forward and bites Mason’s pectoral.
Mason roars out his release, which lands half on Crew and half on the blankets beneath them.
Crew lets out a contented sigh as his body goes completely lax, and I already know he’s fallen asleep with Alexander knotting him. He has a habit of doing that when he’s in heat. He enjoys falling asleep with a knot inside him.
Mason and Alexander adjust themselves carefully until all three of them are lying down, the alphas surrounding Crew. They’re all asleep in seconds.
I sigh. “Damn, that was hot.”
“It was,” Davis agrees. “But what does it say about me that I’m just glad they didn’t want to fuck again?”
I snicker. “That you’re tired and need a break. We should sleep while they are. We aren’t going to get them to shower while Alexander is still knotting him, anyway. They’ll just have to sleep in their mess for a while.”
“Yeah, they’ll be fine.” Davis pulls me into his arms, and I roll over to face him as we lie down. We share a quick kiss, and I grin up at him when he pulls away.
“I love you, Davis.”
His returning smile lights up both his face and my heart. “I love you, too, little K. Now, sleep.”
My eyes are already falling shut, and I let sleep pull me under.
Iwake up on my stomach with my ass in the air and a cock fucking into me, an orgasm hitting me instantly.
I have no idea who’s fucking me, but I definitely don’t mind waking up to an orgasm.
Once I can breathe again, I glance over my shoulder to find Mason fucking into me. His grin is feral as he pulls me into a kiss, and I realize he’s still in rut.
It’s been four long days already with neither him nor Alexander showing any signs of their rut ending.
Surprisingly, they didn’t seem to have any problems letting me and Davis near Crew, even though they are newly bonded and mostly feral.
That might have something to do with the fact that they’ve been fucking us nearly as much as Crew and each other.
Mason grunts, grinding against my ass as he comes. He tries to push his knot into me, but I wiggle away.
“No knots, Mason,” I chastise him as his cum slides down my thigh. “We have to work up to that since I’ve never had one.”
His eyes narrow, but he just grunts before turning back to Alexander and Crew, who are already fucking.
“Jesus, I need a fucking break,” I mutter.
“You and me both.” Davis sounds as exhausted as I feel.
I roll over to find him lying a few feet away, covered in cum.
“The worst part? He knotted me before he started fucking you.” Davis chuckles. “They’re fucking insatiable—all three of them. Please tell me every heat will not be like this. We might need to add a few more alphas to make sure we don’t die.”
I snort, pushing to my feet. “Come on, let’s take a shower. Then we can rustle up some food and eat before trying to force some food into the animals.”
Davis groans but follows me into the bathroom. We’re both moving like zombies, and I think we both fall asleep a few times in the shower.
But somehow we make it out clean and head downstairs, completely naked, to put together some sandwiches. I don’t think either of us has the energy for much more than that.
I don’t even know if we’ll be able to get any of them to eat. We’ve been force-feeding them protein drinks in between electrolyte drinks. I got Crew to eat some fruit earlier, but neither of the alphas were interested.
“I never answered your question earlier,” I say suddenly, laughing when Davis looks at me blankly. “About every heat being this bad? I don’t think they will be. I think bonding has made them worse—not to mention the alphas’ ruts. They shouldn’t go into a rut every time.
“We only used one alpha for Crew’s heats. One of them went into a rut, and that was pretty rough since they were only there to be with Crew. I didn’t want any of them touching me. A moderator almost had to step in, believe it or not.”
Davis frowns. “I don’t like the sound of that.”
I pat his hand. “Don’t worry—we were completely safe. It’s why we always went to a heat center for his heats. Plus, we’ll never have to do that again.”
“You sure the fuck won’t. Now, you have a pack.”
“Well, I mostly have a pack.” I laugh. “Until Alexander and Mason slip out of rut, I’m not letting them bond with me. There’s too much of a chance of them knotting me by accident, and that wouldn’t end well for me.”
“Don’t worry, Kiki. They’re very good at training betas to take their knots, I promise.”
Heat wells in my belly, but I tell that shit to take a hike.
If I could, I’d put an out-of-order sign on my vagina.
I really hope the guys like fucking each other because I’m taking a break from sex for at least a week after this heat.
My pussy needs a damn break.
I devour two sandwiches before pushing to my feet. “Come on, Davis. Let’s try to get some food into them and see if we can get them to shower again. They’re fucking filthy.”
We’ve only gotten them into the shower once, and they fucked the whole time.
It made washing them off a pain in the ass, but Davis was able to change the sheets in the nest. I wouldn’t let him take out the dirty pillows, knowing Crew would notice, but we definitely need to get the sheets changed again.
“Who knew heats were such work?” He sighs, pushing to his feet and grabbing the platter of sandwiches. “Ladies first.”
I shoot him a dirty look. “Gee, thanks. Glad to know you’re willing to throw me to the wolves.”
He slaps my ass and gives me a half-smile. “One of us needs to be a sacrifice, and you have something I don’t have.”
“Yeah? And what’s that?”
“A pussy.”
Rolling my eyes, I start up the stairs. Every muscle burns, and I wish I could take a long soak in the tub, but that’s something else that’ll have to wait until after Crew’s heat ends.
Right now, I get to try to feed three feral men and get them into the shower. I’ll probably get fucked six ways to Sunday along the way and pass out in the middle of it.
But you know what? I wouldn’t change it for anything.