24. SASHA

Chapter twenty-four

SASHA

The rest of the day consists of cat naps and finger foods that Amiri brings into the nest. I have little energy for anything else after a particularly violent spike that renders me absolutely useless. Pleasure is thrumming through my veins and my entire body is trembling with the aftermath as Camila curls into my side, feeding me little ham sandwiches. I've taken to calling her Momma Bird over the last hour whenever I'm hungry, her nose scrunching up in the most adorable way. She hasn't told me she hates it but now I'm imagining her belly round, holding our children, as she waddles through the hallways.

Goddess, she'll be perfect.

"Stop thinking about me pregnant, Sasha. That's not happening for a long time."

I frown and look up at her. "How do you know that's what I was thinking? "

She laughs and points to where my hand is resting on her bare stomach, my fingers splayed out. "No babies. I'm barely handling myself." Camila leans down to press a kiss to my forehead. "They sent me in here to ask if you're up for going to Temple or if you'd like to rest a little more."

I narrow my eyes at her, wondering why they'd send her in as a scapegoat. Then it clicks. Both my Alphas enjoy my heat. They love taking me apart again and again as I scream for them to knot and fuck me to my heart's content. I don't hate my heats but it takes us away from the business we've curated. The suppressants also make everything more pronounced when I come off of them.

One look at the way I'm sprawled in my nest and both Amiri and Kolsen would have me on my hands and knees, stuffed in both holes.

"I'm fine. I just need to grab a shower." I need more than that and I'm teetering on the edge of my sanity at this point. Maybe a few more days if I'm lucky. I shouldn't have even gone to lunch at the club but I'm too stubborn for my own good. This will also be Camila's first day and I wouldn't miss it for the world.

She helps me to my feet with a worried expression plastered on her face. I ignore it and stumble to the bathroom, making sure to slather a healthy dose of scent blocker over my gland after my shower. No need having a stupid Alpha try anything because I'm close to my heat. Twenty minutes later, I approach the front door, Camila eagerly waiting for me to meet our Alphas downstairs.

When I slip my hand into hers, it feels like everything is right with the world. "I love you, Camila."

Her cheeks pink as she brings our hands to her lips. "Love you right back, Sasha."

The feeling that comes with hearing those words is going to get addicting.

I'm not sure Camila can get any redder. The car ride was mostly silent until Amiri brought up the list again to determine what her limits were. With so many things happening in the club at any one time, he was trying to make sure there wouldn't be any triggers or anything that would give her pause. There are private rooms for the seriously depraved acts and even those come with waivers and consent forms. Camila doesn't need to know that part yet.

Amiri has been studying that damn list like a scholar, though. Marking off things and making notes as Camila answers with her face tucked into my chest.

"So no being suspended?" Amiri asks again. He's double-checking but I see the way his lips curl up the slightest bit. He fucking loves getting me in the swing when the time permits.

Camila huffs out a sigh. "A swing is fine, I guess? I don't know." Her fingers tighten in my shirt as she rubs her forehead against my chest. "I just don't want to hang. I don't want anything pulling or-" A hint of frustration seeps into her words and I can tell she's having a bit of a hard time explaining what she wants.

I run a hand through her hair, loving the way she tries to bury herself further into me. "I think what Camila is trying to explain is that she doesn't want anything tight and she doesn't want to feel helpless," I remember those feelings when staring at an X-cross. I love being freely sprawled out or my Alpha's restraining my wrists but being attached to something like that? That was a hard no. "Anything else, buttercup?"

She pulls away just slightly, twisting to look at Amiri. "This is embarrassing. "

Kolsen laughs from the driver's seat, meeting her gaze in the rearview mirror. "No, embarrassing is when I pull the car over onto the side of the road and fuck both of you because of how goddamn adorable you are holding onto him like that. You'd think you were innocent by the way you try to hide yourself in our Omega. Don't worry, you're saved because we're here but get used to Amiri asking questions. You didn't want to take me to church because I'd finger you in the pews. Amiri will always be worse, love. Always. "

He's not lying. Amiri will edge me until I get home and start screaming for someone to fuck me or I'll do it myself. That has gotten me spanked more times than I can count. I wonder if Camila will like that and the image of her ass jiggling with our Alphas' handprints firmly on her pale skin excites me. Unfortunately, Camila is now growling at me as she slips out of the car and smooths down her dress.

Amiri almost asked her to change, to fit in more with the dynamic of the club and then we all realized she feels comfortable in her own skin like this. Who are we to change that? And I like seeing my innocent little flower, knowing that she isn't very innocent at all.

"Where to?"

I stick out my hand and she takes it. "I'll just give you a little tour around the back before the fun starts. We mostly just kind of peruse until we get bored and retire upstairs. Kol and Ames have hired a lot of great management so there isn't much we have to do." Camila seems content with that as she follows me in the back door, an entrance only accessible to staff. We walk through the back hall, her eyes trailing along the wall where Teo had been slumped against a few days ago. "You're with us now. He's also banned. Don't worry about it. And when you meet the girls, you'll have even more protectors."

Camila scrunches up her nose. "I don't need to be protected. "

"No. You're fierce all on your own." I bring our hands up to my lips and kiss them, loving that my Alphas gave up control long enough for me to parade her around. They're a little on edge since that morning at church, although spending lunch with her brother and his pack has softened their anger. I can still see it simmering though. Kolsen needs an outlet and if any of the aggressors in Camila's life reach out again, I can't see it going well.

Deciding to make that tomorrow's problem, I walk over to the bar, furiously waving at Lewis. The man approaches from behind the counter to produce another rum bottle before his attention settles on Camila. "And who is this pretty Beta?"

"Camila. My mate." It feels amazing to say that. I remember the moments I paraded Kolsen and Amiri around, telling everyone who would listen that these men were mine. I get to do the same thing with Camila, my precious buttercup, and no one's going to stop me. Goddess, I have been blessed.

Lewis' brows raise nearly clear off his head as he takes in the woman beside me, including the gorgeous periwinkle sundress Camila stuffed herself in before we left. It shows off every luscious curve she has and if she bends over just the slightest bit, I will have a beautiful view of the dark blue panties she slipped on after lunch. A tendril of heat races through me, telling me that it won't be long before another spike. I just hope it can wait until after we see the girls.

Camila's hand tightens around me as she throws her other hand out in greeting. "Hello."

"I'm Lewis. Bartender. You couldn't have found yourself better mates."

She throws him a small smile as he shakes her hand. A twinge of jealousy ignites in my chest at the thought of this man touching my mate but I stuff that down and reach for the bottle of rum instead. Lewis lets go not a moment too soon before I'm dragging Camila to the back rooms. "Hey, wait, Sasha. What's wrong?"

"I didn't like him touching you. He's fine but-"

A gentle laugh comes from my side and I twist to look at her, confused. Camila has her hand thrown over her mouth, trying not to burst into giggles. "Sasha, an Omega who's claimed someone is always a little bit territorial. You should see my brother. It's so much worse when he's about to go into heat. If someone so much as looks at Zana, he has an entire fit."

I don't do that with my Alphas, though. That's not true. There have been a few instances when I have had to be removed from a situation because one of my Alphas thought I was going to lunge at someone for giving my Alphas a pat on the back. It was always around my heat, my possessive nature exploding forth along with the irritableness, whininess, and absolute need to fuck and cuddle.

"I don't like losing myself to my heat, buttercup. Don't get me wrong. I like all the fucking but the irrational emotions? Fuck those."

I still when my collar pulls tight, my entire body turning to face Camila. She has two fingers tangled up in the chain, lightly pulling forward. Only Kolsen and Amiri have ever truly touched my collar. The few conquests over the years just want a good fuck. I stare at her, confused and incredibly turned on. Her big brown eyes are laughing at me and in the same vein, I find adoration and love.

"Those emotions aren't irrational. I don't know a lot about Omegas, just what my brother and my mother used to tell me. However, I do know that the time around a heat is fragile. I've been reading a little and you're allowed to feel all those things. I'd be worried if you weren't feeling a little territorial."

She releases my collar but I'm not done with her yet, smashing her against the wall so I can claim her lips. Goddess, if I was an Alpha, I'd mark her up so fast. Does Camila even want an Alpha's bite? We haven't talked about it but I want all of her. I want her to feel what I feel with our Alphas. I want everything. I swallow one of her moans, my free hand moving down her torso and to the underside of her thigh to pick her up as I grind against her. My cock thickens immediately, slick gathering around my hole. In another moment, I'll be whining for a knot, something that I think Camila picks up on as she squirms out of my arms.

"Put me down, Sasha. Let's go meet the girls like we're supposed to and then you can fuck me upstairs."

"Deal." Somehow the rum is saved, my tight grip on the bottle keeping it safe until we step into the back room. Natalie is leaning against one of the dressers, an eyebrow raised. She was in the middle of saying something but is now completely focused on me and my Beta. "Yes, this is her. Stop staring. I brought rum." I shake the bottle, Natalie ignoring it in lieu of greeting Camila.

"You are gorgeous! And he's definitely made progress." Natalie steps up and flicks at Camila's hair to reveal my Alphas' hickeys. "Now, where did they find you?"

"Church." Camila grins, her eyes sparkling.

There's a collective gasp that runs through the backroom and I can't help but laugh at their reaction. "The preacher's daughter, actually. Thought we'd have to show her how to sin and all that jazz. Seems she's not all that innocent, though." Natalie snorts at my admission as Camila presses closer to my side. "Camila will be helping around a little but I wanted to do my usual routine before I go out there. It's barely 8 pm so no excitement yet."

Natalie steals the bottle and unscrews the cap before taking a healthy swig. The other girls move closer, unsure of whether to engage in the simple ritual we always do. One of them reaches over to pat my shoulder, the others following suit until I've received little touches and caresses from all of them. I kind of forgot about this part when I brought Camila in here but when I meet her gaze, she's not disturbed or angry about what she's seeing.

She's intrigued.

One of the Betas even reaches to caress Camila's ear lobe as the bottle is being passed around and Camila all but preens for her. Ah, so she likes that. I'll have to let my Alphas know that she enjoys the little things just as much as everything else. No one will have to tell me twice.

The bottle makes it around the circle to Camila, my Beta staring at the rum for several seconds before taking a large swig. "What? Was I not supposed to?"

Natalie shakes her head, "Good girl gone bad because I've never seen a church girl take a shot like that."

"You haven't seen a lot of things, then."

That's a challenge if I've heard one. I want to know what Camila has up her sleeve but my Beta promised me sex and I'm going to take her up on that. There are a few hurried goodbyes as I drag her back out into the hall, intent on running through the club and up to the apartment when that little tendril of heat blasts through me. I double over, placing a hand on the wall to steady myself, my teeth gritted together to keep from whining.

Camila's eyes are comically wide as she pulls up her phone. "Hey, Ames? I… yes, we're by the back rooms."

Slick gushes into my boxers, my hole squeezing around nothing. My cock is hard and leaking as I try to straighten up, the need for release overwhelming. Camila hasn't been present for one of these spikes when my Alphas aren't present but I need something to take the edge off. It might be a few minutes until one of them can get to me and I need relief now.

"Sasha, what I can do? Baby, please ."

I stumble forward, casing her against the wall. My head falls to her shoulder before I'm hoisting her up so that her legs are wrapped around my waist. Her fingers dig into my shoulders as I roughly ruck up her dress, wildly rocking my hips against her until I can shove my pants down far enough to release my cock. Camila's breathing quickens as I reach between us to drag her panties to the side and plunge into her. I start pumping into her, unable to find a rhythm before I'm coming.

I bury my head into her neck, teeth grazing near her gland.

"Baby, fuck, you're dripping," she whines as her fingers dig farther into my shoulders. I'm going to carry her marks and I'm so fucking excited to show them off. Unfortunately, the spike won't end till one of my Alphas knots me, my hips still thrusting forward as I slam into my Beta. My release slips down her thighs and my cock, coating my balls and no doubt my pants but I can't think of anything other than release.

Goddess, I'm about to come again.

"Buttercup, I need you to come. Shit, please ."

I don't have to beg, though, her pussy trying to milk me as it strangles my cock. My teeth lodge into her neck as I try to claim her, Camila's whimpers soon turning into a chant of my name. Her spring scent explodes around us as I come again, snarling and whimpering as another gush of slick pours from my hole. Camila isn't enough even though I want her to be.

My hips are still snapping against her as I start another round, saved only when Amiri drags me away from her to set Camila firmly on the ground. He hands her off to Kolsen before carting me off to a private room. There's not enough time to make it to the apartment and neither one of us are shy. Just as we turn the corner, I catch Camila's sloppy smile. I hope I didn't ruin things for us. Goddess, I hope that wasn't too much.