Chapter 8

DAVINA

We walk back into the bedroom from the connected bathroom to find Hunter with an armful of items and Elias once again staring me down. Only this time, his arms are behind him while he sits on the chair, I’m assuming tied in place. His jaw is tense, but he says nothing, simply raking his glinting silver eyes down my body and back up again. They roll back a touch after the slow perusal, taking in every detail he possibly can.

I expect to feel a little sick at the way he looks at me, like he wants to devour me whole. Especially with his track record of treating me worse than the dirt under his shoe, scarring my skin as permanently as the pain deep within my chest from his venomous words. Instead, my body heats at his attention, wanting to get closer to the beast that is Elias Evans.

Pain snakes its way through me from my feet up, doubling me over, hands gripping my damp knees. My breathing comes out in pants as I try to ride the wave, focusing on small details I can see and smell. The ground feels like it tips one way, then the other, swaying my body while hands burn my skin, lifting me off the ground. Plush, soft blankets envelop me the moment my back hits the bed, the feeling heavenly when everything else hurts.

“I…” Words are sitting on the tip of my tongue, but nothing comes out beyond a whine. “I need...”

“Shhh, Davina. Are you okay if one of us helps?” Hunter asks gently from beside me, his touch soft on my heated skin. “If you want anything to stop, you just say the word or tap your hand on one of us, and it all stops, okay?”

“Kai…” I manage to whisper through the pain, tears now freely flowing from my eyes and down each temple. Stabbing sensations make themselves at home deep within my stomach, like a blade slicing at my organs over and over. It’s the worst period type pain times a thousand and then some, punching at everything between my chest and ass.

Firm hands push my bare thighs apart, with Kai’s eyes staring into mine, asking silent permission. I nod, needing anything that will help in this moment. My pain could usually be fixed with a few painkillers and a heating pad. It has never been like this, blinding and relentless, rendering me unable to even speak clearly. With how this feels, he could offer me a swift death, and I would take it, because it feels like it’s happening anyway.

His tongue swipes along my fully exposed core, a low hum vibrating through me the moment it connects. His mouth is hot, his tongue deliberate in its strokes across my overly sensitive clit.

“Fucking hell,” he growls before diving back in, circling his expert tongue right where I need him. My back arches off the soft blankets, rolling my hips into his mouth to increase the pressure, greedily taking what my body needs and then some. He runs his fingers along my inner thighs as he devours me whole, working me with precision. It doesn’t take long before the coiled feeling works its way through my body, spreading through my pained limbs and forcing my body to shake under his hold. Only now, it isn’t from pain, but blinding pleasure.

Hunter is still beside me, wiping the tears still streaming down my face as I come all over his twin's face, the sudden rush taking me by surprise. It’s a lot more than usual, an ungodly amount dripping from his chin and pooling under my ass. I should be embarrassed, but the need outweighs everything else right now.

“I need more,” I whisper, pleading with Kai as he wipes my release from his mouth, licking his fingers clean in the process. His eyes are the brightest I have ever seen them, practically glowing in the low light of the room, the silver raking down my entire body and back up again with appreciation.

“As much as I would love to fill this perfect pussy with my knot, I think Hunt is better suited to give you what you need, sweet thing.”

Searching his eyes, I can see him tense between my thighs while his fingers dance along my sensitive skin. Does he not understand that right now, in this moment, he is the one I trust most? I don’t really know why or when that happened, but it did. We sit in tense silence, with Hunter making circles on my pebbled skin, his addictive scent comforting. It’s very masculine, woody with a hint of rain. I wonder what I smell like to them?

“But I want you first,” I plead with him, spreading my thighs wider for him to see. His bright white teeth bite into his lip as he shakes his head, swiping his tongue through my release once more before sitting up.

Kai slowly peels off his slick-drenched t-shirt, revealing a stomach and chest chiselled by the gods themselves. Black and gray tattoos weave themselves through intricate silver scars that run from his waistband to his shoulders. I want to trace them with my fingers, but I hold off, a little unsure around him still. He was in hospital for a time when we were younger after an incident in the caves; I remember my brothers talking about it at dinner. Elias was at fault, but they never explained how.

“You are not the only one with scars caused by that cunt in the corner, pretty girl. You are, however, the only one to have seen them outside of my artist,” he murmurs, dark strands of hair falling into his eyes. He follows my gaze to the marks on his skin, his jaw painfully tight at what he sees.

Elias doesn't say a single word in response, but his presence alone is damn near suffocating. While I’m not ready to approach him yet, apparently, my body isn't opposed to him watching. If I affect him anywhere near the way he’s affecting me, it will be torture the fucker deserves, to be honest. I watch as his muscular legs shift a touch, adjusting himself in the seat Hunter tied him to.

“It’s a story for another day. Right now, there's a pussy craving a knot only we can give you. Are you sure you are okay with this?” Hunter whispers in my ear, his fingers pinching at my already hardened nipple, rolling it between his fingertips. It warms my heart a little to know they’re all on high alert about me being okay about what’s happening, but I wouldn't have let them stay here if I was going to deny what my body was craving. Right now, I need to be fucking filled as though my life depends on it.

“Please,” I plead as Hunter nips at my collarbone, sending goosebumps across my skin. Kai’s touch on my thighs grows hungrier, desperate even, as he pushes them further apart, settling himself between them. I rise to my elbows, and my jaw just about hits the floor at the sight. Saliva pools in my mouth at the perfection that is Kai Evans in all his glory: thick, muscular thighs with one of the biggest cocks I have ever seen in my life. A small hint of silver catches my eye at the underside, a small barbell pierced through. Holy shit.

“You’re pierced?” I breathe, barely able to get the words out.

“Wasn’t exactly getting used, so I forward-planned a little. Do you like it, little Omega?”

I nod, staring straight at the swelling knot at the base of him. My experience with knots is zero, considering that every alpha I have been with has been overly selective about knotting an unbonded omega. To be fair, I had never really felt the need to take one either, not until today.

He swipes the head of his cock between my thighs, coating it in slick before edging it inside me torturously slowly. Inch by inch, he fills me so completely that the air from my lungs completely disappears. If you were to ask me my name, I would have no chance of remembering who I am.

“Look how fucking well you are taking my brother, how well he fits inside that perfect cunt,” Hunter purrs in my ear before kissing his way to my nipples, flattening his tongue across each one before nipping them. Kai’s pace quickens with a snarl, completely filling me. His grip is bruising as he slams inside me, the sounds absolutely obscene with the amount of slick flowing from my core already.

I grab Hunter, pulling his lips to mine, needing something to muffle the sounds threatening to escape my mouth if I don’t. The kiss is feral, teeth and tongues fighting for space until the metallic taste of blood floods my mouth. He breaks off first, a heated look in his eyes. The moment he shifts, all I can see is Kai—the way his body looks as he moves, the way his eyes roll back a touch, how his sharpened canines bite down on his lower lip. That, paired with the feeling of him filling me so completely, has my release rolling through me instantly.

“Fuck!” I cry out, tears flowing from my eyes at the intensity of it all. Two more rolls of his hips, and his knot begins to swell, pulsing right at the opening of my pussy. “I can take it.”

“I couldn’t fucking control it even if I wanted to,” he breathes, his voice pained. It may be the heat talking, but insecurities creep their way in, pulling at my chest, and I wonder if it’s because of me.

Has this already been too much?

Did he not want this the way he thought he did?

A sob gets caught in my chest as my fucked up thoughts spiral out of control, hauling me from the moment of rapture I was at the peak of. Where in the world these came from, I have no idea. Elias’ fucked up treatment tore my confidence to shreds, but I have worked so hard to build it back to what it is.

“I can see that pretty mind of yours ticking, and whatever it is needs to stop.” He slows his pace, lazily sliding in and out of me while he speaks. “I have minimal experience and control over myself, much less with my fated fucking omega,” he breathes, slamming into me harder with the last word. “Especially one who is as goddamn perfect as the angel laid out under me, milking my cock.”

I can’t help the satisfaction that spreads through me at his words, preening over them almost as much as his touch. Praise has never been my thing, but my heat has me relishing in it.

“You are everything we could want and more, but this is not about us. It’s about you and getting you through this heat so we can prove it to you. So let my brother fuck the living daylights out of you and fill you so much, you will be dripping for days, sweet one,” Hunter breathes, his hand moving down to circle my clit.

A grin tips the corners of Kai’s lips before he ups his pace again, bringing us both back to the edge before sliding his thickened knot past any resistance, his release flooding me instantly. The feeling of complete and utter bliss is overwhelming, leaving me trembling under him with a steady stream of tears sliding down each temple.

A low rumble rips from his chest as he drops down, one arm on either side of me, rolling his hips a touch as he flattens his tongue along the tear tracks, licking each side possessively. I can feel the warmth pushing past his knot, escaping and running down my ass. Leaning down, he presses a kiss to my forehead, resting his own on mine while we catch our breath.

By some fucking miracle, the pain has all but dissipated, reduced to a throb in my stomach. There was a part of me that wasn’t sure how they could be of much help, scared that it was all just a story they tell omegas to make the whole thing less scary.

Turns out, they weren’t lying in the slightest.