20. CAMILA

Chapter twenty

CAMILA

Sasha is kneeling before my canvases, head moving side to side as he surveys the abstract designs I spent so much time on. There's more than I remember and some much darker than others. Art was a way to escape and now is just something of a distant dream. "I'm taking all of these home. Kol, we can hang these in the living room and the nest, right? Fuck, this one is going on my lock screen."

A nervous chuckle falls from my lips as Kolsen steps up behind me and wraps an arm around my waist. I still as his firm hold tightens and I brace for the moment it becomes too much. I shouldn't worry though. He wouldn't hurt me and they know my limits. I settle my hands on the arm across my stomach, drawing comfort from his warmth as I lean back against his chest. "Love, as much as I enjoyed the shock on your ex's face, don't ever step between me and a threat again."

A growl punctuates his words and rumbles down my spine, settling between my legs. "I needed to."

"I know you did but should something have happened to you, Teo would be in pieces."

The thought doesn't scare me as much as it should. My attention flits to Sasha still giggling over my art. I'm not sure what he sees on those canvases. "Why is he acting like that? They aren't even that good."

Kolsen leans down over my shoulder, nuzzling against my cheek. "First, learning about you, our mate, is always exciting despite the circumstances. Second, those are his colors."

"I've seen your apartment."

"No, love, you don't understand. Sash has been obsessed with those colors for years. They're everything to him. Everything had to be that aesthetic. He couldn't ever explain why but he just knew that was what he needed. And it was only certain blacks and reds. Ames and I tried bringing home a few black pillows once and Sash nearly ripped our heads off."

That sounds a lot like me—I would spend hours trying to get the right color. The red is a mixture of different hues, never something I bought. I would get so angry when I couldn't recreate it because it was literally happenstance and not based on method. The only response I have is ‘oh'.

"Let's get you two home. With all your art. I have to make a trip to the station to give an official statement so I'll check on your friend too."

"Thank you." My response is barely above a whisper but it grants me a kiss on the cheek.

Saying goodbye to my boss is bittersweet. She might have been laidback for the most part but destroying the art is beyond forgivable. I would agree with her except for the fact that everything is insured and her employees are fine, without a scratch. Kolsen's protective hold on me only loosens when we have to get into the car, Sasha fumbling my art into the trunk before dragging me into his lap in the back. "You were gorgeous and fierce back there, buttercup."

"I'm sorry I called. I just-"

Kolsen meets my gaze in the rearview mirror. "You wanted someone to protect you, love. Don't apologize for that. Just like I won't apologize for wanting to do worse to your ex. What did he really do, Camila? He can't be that angry you rejected his pack Beta proposal."

I drop my gaze to my lap, fiddling with my hands. No one needs to know about Teo or my father or anything about the church, really. I'm all too happy to just start a new chapter in my life rather than dwell in the past. I also know that by not addressing all the shit that kept me in a perfect little box, I'll never truly get to experience life the way I want.

"Can we talk about this later?" I don't want to have this conversation in the car and I don't want to have it twice either. Amiri is nearly as terrifying as Kolsen when it comes to their ability to see through me and I would rather only explain things one time so there's only one set of questions. Both Sasha and Kolsen nod as I curl tighter into my Omega's chest, content to be wrapped up in his arms and his tart scent.

The drive back to their apartment is silent except for the low music playing in the background. I don't even have time to appreciate it before Sasha is all but carrying me into the building and up to their apartment. Amiri is waiting there and I don't hesitate to embrace him, my emotions settling now that I have all three mates together.

"Sweetheart-"

"Please don't ask if I'm okay. I don't know. I just…"

Kolsen steps inside after us, laying my art on the floor. There's some silent understanding between the Alphas as Amiri wraps his arms tighter around me. "Just glad that you're okay." I'm about to explain what happened at the gallery when he just shakes his head. "We can discuss everything later. For now, we're going to spend a lot of time on the couch watching old movies and eating more junk food than is good for us. Tomorrow, we'll start all those terrible conversations about what happens next. Sound good?"

I nod, watching as Kolsen drags Sasha in for a kiss that leaves him panting for more. Something shifts, Sasha's scent clearly a few levels sweeter than before. Those rich green eyes of his fill with desire, a languid smile falling onto his lips. "As delicious as you are, Sash, if I don't return to the station, we'll have more trouble than ruining a gallery." He presses a short kiss to the Omega's nose and then pushes him down the hall before turning his attention to me. I freeze beside Amiri, unsure of what goodbye to give Kolsen. He's my Alpha—we've all established that part but I haven't known them long enough to start saying ‘Come back soon, Alpha' or anything of the sort.

So, in my awkwardness, I stick out my hand for Kolsen to shake. He stares down at it, laughing before he grabs my hand and pulls me into his chest. "I think we can do better than shaking hands, love. What do you think?" A nervous squeak is my only response as Kolsen dips his head to mine, kissing me the same way he did with Sasha. The only difference is the way my Alpha's hands dip to my ass and pull me even closer, grinding me on his growing erection. "Have fun, Camila. I won't be gone long."

Once again, my cheeks are on fire. Kolsen just chuckles as he pats Amiri on the shoulder with a quick kiss on his cheek and heads out. I'm left with Amiri who carts me over to the couch covered in a pile of pillows and blankets. Amiri chuckles as he finds a space beside me. Sasha has disappeared down the back hall, my attention stolen by a firm grip on my chin turning my gaze to my Alpha's soft ones. "Let Sasha be. Movie days have to be perfect. "

"I might suffocate under all the blankets."

"He'll probably make another nest on the couch. He has a few around the condo."

I frown, wondering why Amiri is telling me this when it clicks. "Is Sasha going into heat?"

"He will be in a few weeks. Not sure the actual date because he's usually on suppressants. Mmm, I can see that there are a lot of things we still have to talk about with this new dynamic. What do you think about when it comes to Sasha's heat? Is it excitement? Discomfort? Fear?" Amiri releases my chin and strings an arm around my waist to pull me into his side. His other hand moves into my hair, combing through my loose curls.

I feel so exposed pressed against him like this and yet relaxed with the way he's basically petting me, his purr starting to thrum through his chest. "A little excited. Would I even be allowed in his nest?" Sasha's heat isn't something I put any thought into. For so many years, my entire life revolved around finding an Alpha. Heats weren't something I focused on. I have never dated an Omega and other than Ethan, I don't spend a lot of time around Omegas.

Amiri chuckles, both of us staring at Sasha as he brings another blanket and three bags of chips. "You will always be allowed in my nest, buttercup. Always. " He runs a few fingers across my cheek and then disappears again before returning with three bottles of water. "Now move. I need to rearrange the pillows. They're all wrong."

A giggle falls from my lips as Amiri and I are discarded to the edge of the room, Sasha propping and placing items across the couch until it looks like the coziest little cocoon. He grunts and then rearranges one of the pillows before chucking it across the room and then gesturing for me to come closer. Sasha plops himself in the middle and then drags me into his lap so that my legs are dangling off the side of the couch, a heavy blanket dragged over us.

"There. It's perfect. And Kol can sit here and Ames can sit here."

Amiri chuckles as he climbs into the massively cushioned nest, bringing the chips and water within reach. "Comfortable, Sash?"

"Yes."

I feel like I've been swaddled, Sasha's arms wrapping tightly around my stomach, his chin hanging over my shoulder. His sweet scent is fluctuating between soft and syrupy, his cock thickening against my ass. If this was a day for relaxation, I'm not entirely sure we're going to make it before a whine slips from my throat.

It's barely a few hours later, Amiri and Kolsen are on either side of us, the mixture of their scents and heat keeping me on edge. Each of them has a hand on my knee, slowly pulling them apart so that I'm splayed open on Sasha's lap. What really does me in is when one of Sasha's hands takes a downward turn before we even get through the first movie.

"Seriously?" I whisper.

Sasha runs his nose along my cheek as two fingers play across my inner thigh. "I want your scent all over these blankets so I can suffocate in them when they're back in my nest."

My breath catches in my throat as his other hand angles upward to cradle one of my breasts. "Sasha, what-"

Amiri pauses the movie before leaning in to explain. "He wants you to come all over his fingers so that your scent blasts through the room. I quite enjoy the moments before his heat, moments where he finds our cum more fascinating than anything else. Constantly needing it, wanting to be coated in it. Hell, he's on his knees most days when he isn't experiencing a heat spike. "

My face flames at the image of Sasha constantly seeking me out for sex, pleasure, and orgasms. Reid has explained Ethan's heats to me in as little detail as possible because it involves my brother but the idea of being sex-crazed for days doesn't terrify me as much as I thought it would. Add in the fact that Sasha's fingers have found their way into my panties and I can't concentrate on anything other than his fingers swiping through my folds.

"We're supposed to be relaxing and watching movies," I hiss, my traitorous hips trying to ride Sasha's fingers. The Omega giggles, nibbling on my ear lobe, paying my pleas no mind. His attention on my left tit continues, Sasha pinching and plucking at my nipple until I'm whimpering for more than the light touches he's giving me. It doesn't help when Sasha starts to thrust up against my ass, seemingly losing himself in the motion.

I don't understand what this is.

Until Sasha's scent blasts through the room.

"Is he in heat?" I ask, mildly concerned.

Amiri shakes his head. "Just a spike, sweetheart. However, he's going to need a knot, and as pretty as you are, I'm not sure you have one of those." He plucks me off of Sasha's lap much to the Omega's disappointment but his expression morphs into relief when Kolsen reaches for him. "Kol is going to fuck our pretty Omega, sweetheart. He's even built a nest so he doesn't have to go to the back room."

Kolsen is calmly stripping Sasha of his clothes, the Omega's cock at attention, leaking profusely. There's a thin layer of sweat covering his gorgeous dark skin, his brows pinched together in what looks like a mixture of agony and lust. Kolsen is down to his boxers a second later, positioning Sasha on his hands and knees facing me and Amiri. My Omega arches his back, placing most of his weight on his arms braced on the couch, giving me a perfect view of Kolsen kneeling behind him .

Is this really happening?

"It is," Amiri whispers and I suck my bottom lip into my mouth, horrified that not even my thoughts are silent. "Do you want to watch?" His voice is like molasses and darkness, melting me into a puddle as I stare at the way Kolsen is palming Sasha's ass. I can't find my words as Kolsen discards the last bit of clothing, revealing the cock that I felt pressed up against me last night. It's thick and long, his knot already fluttering at the base.

I've never found them appealing, just something to give me a much-needed orgasm but Kolsen's… I want it. In my mouth. In my pussy. I might even let him go near my ass one day. It's as if every man in the room has a window into my head, three strained groans pouring into the room. I shake myself back to reality, my ass firmly perched on Amiri's lap, our legs hanging off the side of the couch.

"Participate or watch, sweetheart?" Amiri slowly widens his knees, pulling me open again much like they had earlier. How am I supposed to talk in this situation? Kolsen and Sasha are watching as Amiri gathers up the bottom of my dress, his thumb massaging my thighs. "I need an answer before we go any further. Your Omega needs a knot. He's straining for it." Sasha's scent isn't making it any easier to concentrate, Amiri's control astounding. His cock is thick against my ass and I'm doing my best not to push back against it. " Words , Camila."

"Yes. I want to participate. Fuck."

Kolsen chuckles at my lone curse word and I can just feel that he's going to put me through a challenge at some point to try and drag more out of me. I don't use them often but I might enjoy saying them for him. Kolsen swats Sasha's ass one more time before driving into him, starting up a furious pace that has me heating up from the inside out. The sound of Sasha's slick and Kolsen's deep thrusts echo through the room as Amiri continues to widen his thighs until I'm stretched open.

I'm helped out of my dress, Amiri hooking his thumbs in my panties a second later. A yelp tears from my throat as the fabric is ripped off of me, my Alpha chuckling at my reaction. He doesn't give me time to focus, though as he asks me another question. "How far do you want this to go, sweetheart? Do you want to ride my fingers and watch Sasha suck them dry?" Amiri dips his head to the expanse of skin above my shoulder, a hand slowly encasing my neck and pulling it to the side to give him better access. "Or do you want me to stuff you with my cock and let Sasha taste us both until you're screaming for mercy?"

Sasha's eyes are locked on my bare pussy, Kolsen lost in rut, snarling and growling as he pumps his Omega full. It's a glorious sight to watch but Amiri is right. I do want to participate and the longer I sit here, thinking about Amiri fucking me, the more I want it. "The second one, please."

Amiri chuckles. "Goddess, you're adorable. Say the words, Camila. Tell me what you want or I won't give it to you. I'll drop you off in the guest bedroom and have you stay there until dinner. Let you hear those sweet sounds Sasha is making but not let you participate. Words , Camila."

Kolsen had me do something similar last night. It's a little awkward. Who am I kidding? This is downright embarrassing. "I would like you to fuck me."

"I'll take it. Next time, I want to hear you detail it the way you did for Kolsen but I want every word, every movement laid out on the table." He shifts me forward on his lap as he pulls his sweatpants down, the heat of his cock against my back pulling a moan from the back of my throat. Precum drags across my skin before Amiri pulls me flush against his chest, his cock now beneath me, running through my folds. "I'll go slow. Just keep your eyes on Sasha. Isn't your Omega beautiful?"

Sasha truly is, his eyes rolling into the back of his head, his fingers gripping the multitude of blankets he's piled onto the couch. "Don't go slow. Fuck me." I don't want to be manhandled but that doesn't mean I don't like it a little rough. Amiri chuckles as he works himself into my pussy, the slight burn as he stretches me out fading away into pleasure. God, he's probably wider than Kolsen. I grit my teeth together, fisting my hands on my knees as he wraps an arm around my waist. His other hand moves to my neck, squeezing softly as he fucks the rest of the way up into my pussy. "Oh my god." It's just as amazing as I thought he would feel. The way Teo should have felt.

Amiri's hold on my neck tightens a little. "You're not allowed to think about that bastard while my cock is inside you, sweetheart. Apparently, I'm not doing this right. You wanted it a little rough. I can do that. Hold on." I think he's joking until he starts thrusting up into my sex like a maniac, my entire body bouncing with every movement. He's hitting that sweet spot every time, driving me into an orgasm that I'm not ready for. Pleasure explodes through me, a scream falling from my lips followed by several mentions of Amiri's name.

He's not done though, promising me that he's going to keep going until Kolsen knots our Omega. "Sweet girl, you feel so perfect around my cock. Squeezing me so tightly. I can't wait to see how well this hole does." My eyes widen as a wet thumb prods my asshole, sparks of pleasure shooting through my limbs. My body shudders as Amiri continues his pace and I literally hold onto his arm around my waist while his lips dip to my neck and start sucking on my gland. I'm going to come again. I can feel it. "Eyes open. Watch your Omega. "

I obey immediately, wanting to please Amiri as Sasha is groaning and writhing into the blankets. Kolsen roars as he stuffs his knot into Sasha, the Omega flopping onto the couches as his body sags with relief. Amiri pumps into me a few more times before we come together, this orgasm just as intense as the first. However, I'm not nearly in a state to scream again, Amiri filling me up until his cum is dripping down between my thighs and coating his balls and the blankets beneath us.

His knot flutters against my ass, more ideas flitting through my head. Amiri can read those thoughts too, kissing my scent gland and then littering kisses up my neck until he reaches my ear. "Soon, sweetheart. Not today but one day I'll have you milking our knots the same way Sasha does." I nod, happy with that option as I'm entirely too worn out to take it on now. Sasha's eyes are glazed over as he stares at where Amiri is still inside me, silently asking for the second part of the deal.

I'm not ready for when Amiri raises me off his cock, his cum dripping down my thighs. He scoots me forward, my legs splayed around Sasha's head as he drags me closer for a taste. Sasha has no mercy for my sensitive pussy as he drinks Amiri's and my release until I'm writhing for relief. My fingers sift into his hair, trying to drag him away as he continues plunging his tongue into my sex. "Tap out. Fuck. I'm gonna come again," I whisper, a warm bubbly feeling washing over me as I coat Sasha's tongue.

Amiri saves me as I'm pulled back, out of reach of our Omega.

"Welcome to Sasha's heat," Kolsen jokes as he sits back, pulling Sasha with him to a sitting position. Sasha flops back against Kolsen's chest, my Alpha lightly kissing the Omega's head before letting out a heavy breath. I don't understand what I'm seeing. Sasha's eyes are closed and if I didn't know better the Omega is halfway into a nap .

"What's wrong with him? Are all his heat spikes so… violent?"

They both looked like they had given in to their primal instincts for a second. It's a little terrifying if I'm being honest with myself. Kolsen starts running his hand through Sasha's hair, the faintest snore meeting my ears. "Why do I get the feeling you haven't had much training or knowledge about Omegas? Goddess, I'm going to have words with your father at some point. Camila, Omegas have heat spikes leading up to their heat. They are closer together as the heat approaches. Sasha's can be… violent for lack of a better term. He's very enthusiastic and demanding. It can be quite fun but it's also physically taxing."

"But…"

Amiri leans back against the couch, pulling me with him. "Not all Omegas fall asleep on their Alpha's knots but it happens often closer to their heat. They're gearing up for the moments when their body will constantly need stimulation. With Sasha, it's a little different. He's been on suppressants for a while, wanting to help take care of the business. He's a wonderful mate even if we don't want him to sacrifice his health for it. So, when he does come off of the suppressants, his heats are a lot wilder than they should be. His body is trying to regulate."

That sounds dangerous and a little painful.

"Come on, sweetheart. Let's get you cleaned up and then I'll deposit you in Sasha's nest. He'll enjoy the cuddle." I don't complain as I'm carried into the guest bedroom bathroom and placed on the edge of the sink. I stare at the Alpha who seems to have two different personalities—this dominating but controlled presence in the bedroom and a powerful but silent one everywhere else. Beneath the glasses and soft stylistic choices, I can see that he's always in control. The shower turns on, Amiri returning to the sink to undo my bra .

Self-consciousness sets in as I wrap my arms around my chest, feeling more naked in this moment than I was on the couch. His eyes darken but it isn't with lust. It's with a twinge of sadness.

"Camila, look at me. Sweetheart. There you go." His hand caresses one of my cheeks, his thumb massaging just below my chin. "You told Kolsen that his scars were beautiful because of what they represent. I want you to believe those very same words for yourself. That you are beautiful. That every last bit of you is perfect, just the way you're supposed to be. With us, you don't have to hide. I love your body just the way it is, from your tits to your pussy. From that gorgeous smile to these wonderful curls." He slips his hands into my hair, tugging my head backward. "From the little extra on your hips to the thighs I would love to stay stuffed between." Amiri's voice dips to a whisper. "From those expressive eyes to these stretch marks across your stomach. Don't hide from me, Camila. You are beautiful. Gorgeous. Perfect. You are also mine. Ours. "

I want to argue with him—that my stretch marks are nothing like the scar covering nearly half of Kolsen's face but I don't get the chance. Amiri helps me off the sink and then turns me to face the mirror, slipping his cock right back into my pussy. I grip the edge of the porcelain, whining as he starts up a slow pace, his eyes boring into my reflection.

"That woman right there needs to be told that she's beautiful. She needs to hear it, Camila."

I stare at my reflection, seeing myself for the first time in a while. Really seeing myself. My tits jiggle with every thrust, Amiri taking care to draw this moment out as I catalog every feature that I don't particularly like. The full cheeks. The tits that kind of sag without a bra. The extra skin around my arms. I can just see the beginnings of my belly, the way it protrudes a little. I want to hate all of it. But Amiri isn't staring at my reflection with disgust.

He's staring at me as if he wants to take me apart again and again and again. He wants to devour me, love me, cherish me.

"Tell her, Camila."

I can feel the rush of another orgasm coming toward me as Amiri snakes a hand down between me and the sink, two fingers massaging my clit. "She's beautiful," I finally push out, tears gathering in my eyes. I don't remember the last time I told myself that.

"Again."

" I'm beautiful. "

"There you go, sweet girl. Come for me. Beautiful girls deserve to come."

And I shatter on command, falling apart in his hands as I stare at the woman that my mates are falling for. With all of her imperfections, she's beautiful.

Correction. I am.