10. Grayson

10

Grayson

"We can't keep him, baby," I try to reason with Blake for the umpteenth time. He's been reconfiguring his nest for the past fifteen minutes, only looking up when the water started in the bath. His face turned up in the cutest frown before he restarted fixing things. "Blake, babe, what are you doing?"

He just glares at me before grabbing the hem of my shirt and ripping it over my head and weaving it into the edge. I watch him as he widens the perimeter and I start laughing when it finally makes sense.

"Blake, are you nesting?" Of course, our Omega would try to start preparing for the next part of his family but I've never seen him nest in my life. Blake doesn't answer me before he stares at the door as if Luther and Luca might walk in and join us. That might be a step too much for Luca at the moment even if I'd love to wrap my arms around him and sink my knot into his sweet little hole.

That'll come in time. For now? Luca needs to know that he's loved and Blake's brand of obsession is too much.

When no one walks through the door, I have to intervene. Blake has never outwardly exhibited many of the Omega characteristics he did when he was in school. The needy whines and frustrated pouts aren't his thing but it doesn't mean I don't miss them and this version of Blake is definitely a favorite. At first, my Omega fights me, waiting for the rest of our pack to join. Then he gives in, melting into my chest, silently pleading with me to take him out of his head.

"There you are," I whisper against his lips, cradling his head in my hands as he straddles my lap. "I'm going to give you my knot and then you're going to rest. Luca will still be here in the morning. I promise." Luca isn't going anywhere and with the fierce protective emotions rumbling through the bond, I know Luther won't let it happen.

Blake sighs before kissing me back, turning his attention from Luca to me. Suddenly, I'm his main focus, the Omega pushing me down to lay in his nest as he rips at my clothes. The sweet scent of his arousal thickens in the air until it becomes a perfume threatening to suffocate me in the best of ways. I let Blake have his way as he struggles to pull my pants down my thighs.

He's grunting and scowling at me as I just smile down at my beautiful Omega. It's a few seconds too long before he's gloriously naked and sliding down my cock, his chest rising and falling erratically with a mixture of panic and need. I won't ever be a substitute for Luca but I don't want to be. I just need Blake to relax, to rest, to fucking take a load off before he injures himself.

I'll have to tell Luther in the morning that Blake might be so much closer to ending up in the hospital due to stress than any of us knows. Quentin gave us several things to watch out for but the call I was waiting on came in earlier when Blake unsuccessfully tried to wrap himself around Luca on the couch.

I chuckle as I reach forward and grab Blake by his ankle to drag him back into my lap again. He's been trying to crawl over to where Luca is adorably perched at the edge of the lounge but the poor Omega needs space. Space that Blake won't give him. I could just remove Blake from the situation altogether but this is too much fun, watching both of them give into their Omega and act on instincts.

Luther is bringing in a few things from the car, my phone buzzing ripping me from the Omegas on the couch.

Quentin

Can you talk?

Juggling two Omegas at the moment.

I both envy you and don't. It's about Blake's tests. You told me to text you as soon as possible.

We've been trying for a kid every now and then. Blake's excitement about starting a family builds and wanes. I'm beginning to see that his emotions are directly affected by how Luca is feeling. The tests were supposed to show us if a kid is even in our future or if we should start looking down other routes.

I'm guessing it's something bad?

Not really. No. Just… look at the test results when you get a chance. It might answer some questions. Once you all have discussed them, call me. How's Luca?

I've known Quentin long enough that he won't beat around the bush, that he'd tell me if something was wrong with Blake so I'm not worried. I glance up and tug Blake back over to me, the grown man growling at me. My purr rattles through my chest, calming him from throwing a fit but I can see that he's going to be a handful.

Doing alright. Sleeping. Any luck finding his Alpha? I'd be surprised if it's the same shit from college. He was a douchebag but not abusive.

No luck yet. Make sure Luca changes his contact to at least you or Luther. Calling Alpha Blake is going to get your Omega in trouble. Talk later.

My Alpha instincts take over as Blake's fingers dig into my chest, demanding that I do something about his irritability. He's all grunts and moans and soft purrs, unable to articulate. For a moment, I wonder if he's been thrown into an impromptu heat but his scent is only a little stronger than usual.

"Fuck me, Gray. Stop getting distracted," he growls out, digging his fingers deeper into my chest. There are going to be marks in the morning. He pushes up and then slams back down on my cock, his eyes rolling into the back of his head, no doubt the piercing at the tip hitting the perfect spot. Blake continues that movement a few more times before I can't take it anymore and I flip us, driving into him with every ounce of strength I have.

I grab one of his legs and wrap it around my hip, plunging into his ass as he howls through every thrust. His hands move to my shoulders as I dip my lips to his neck, sucking on my bite. Blake becomes a mess of moans and snarls as his body tries to drag me in deeper. His ass strangles my cock, my knot fluttering at the edge of his hole. It's taking me everything to keep from rutting against him, from truly pounding into him.

He doesn't need that.

And yet, I need to push Luca out of his mind until that precious Omega is ready to be ours.

Blake's body locks up seconds before he melts into his nest, coming all over my and his chest. Seconds later, I'm stuffing my knot into his ass, nursing my bite from a few years ago until Blake has settled. Then I give into my release, letting out a low purr to calm my Omega. He lets out a long, deep sigh as I roll us over until I'm on my back and Blake is sprawled across my chest.

His scent blooms around us, his lids fluttering closed, the magic of an Alpha knot dragging him under. Blake despises how easy it is for him to submit at times like this and yet I love seeing the serene expression on his tired face. I lean up to kiss his forehead before dragging a discarded blanket over us to sleep.

A buzz keeps me from drifting off and I feel around for my forgotten phone, thanking the goddess that it's within reach. Blake's immediate snores make me chuckle as I unlock the screen and open the MED app to find our results.

Luther and I's test results are negative. We're in perfect health and our sperm count is average to high.

Blake's medical records on the other hand have a lot of words I don't recognize. Except for two sentences near the bottom. High Blood Pressure due to Stress. If the body cannot self-regulate, additional heart problems may occur.

There are several other terms after it that I have no idea what they are but I'm still stuck on that high blood pressure bit. It's common in his family so I'm not surprised but the stress he's under every day has to be way more than we anticipated if it's causing high blood pressure. God, I hate this for him.

Blake moans and shuffles around on my knot, muttering ‘Luca' before his snores start up again.