34. Luca

34

Luca

Everyone is situated in my nest after I took two showers to scrub myself of the embarrassment of coming in front of Blake's Alphas like that. Then I doused myself in pear-scented soap and curled into the corner before climbing into Luther's lap. I don't want to need them but as my heat draws near, I can't fathom not touching them. Luther has no idea what was going on in my head this morning when he tried to leave and I'm not going to tell him the truth.

Some part of me thought he was leaving for good. The other part thought he didn't want me. After all, he washed off my scent and put on clothes when we had spent the entire evening and part of the morning together. Now, I have to sit in his lap to make sure that he won't go anywhere. He draped his suit jacket over my arms and then wrapped himself around me, facing me toward the other two.

Grayson is sitting up with Blake's head in his lap, the Alpha playing with the Omega's sweaty curls. Blake's breathing is a little shallow and I know I was too hard on him but fuck, his scent was too sweet. I also wasn't myself, scratching and clawing at him for a knot when rationally, I knew he didn't have one. Paired with Blake still trying to finish up something at work and I'm mad at myself for not crawling out into the living room for Grayson again.

Luther's feather-light touch on my shoulder which moves to my neck reminds me that I took off the bandage earlier. The bites are healing with the salve and my Alphas' attention, something crucial for an Omega. I shiver beneath his touch, Luther pulling away but I just shake my head. "I like it. I promise. Hudson never touched me like that." I scowl at myself for bringing him up again. "Sorry."

"Stop apologizing, sweetheart. You were in a terrible position for a long fucking time, too long. Healing takes time."

"I want to be okay now, though." I need to be. I have to be. I also know that I'm not and won't be for a while. Hudson keeps tugging on his end of the bond, reminding me that he's here, lingering. He knows what is about to happen but I refuse to let him take away this new bubble of safety. It's mine .

"You will be, little Omega. Now, before you have another spike, I have some questions that have to be answered. This is your heat and we want to make it as comfortable as possible, okay?" I nod, Luther still playing with the side of my neck that is free of Hudson's torture. His other hand settles around my waist, fingers splayed across my stomach. I feel owned and I don't even think he knows that his movements are equivalent to telling everyone that he's going to claim me. "I assume you want to have your heat out here, right?"

"Yes please." I love Blake's nest but it isn't big enough. It's also too dark. He likes no light. I want a little light and I'm very proud of the fairy lights draped around the living room. Grayson and Luther keep telling me how perfect it is and even Blake called me cupcake after I rebuilt it.

Luther presses a kiss to the top of my head, shifting beneath me. His hard cock presses against my ass and my entire body responds as I melt against his chest. It's both inconvenient and wonderful, knowing that he'll catch me. He doesn't even stop me when I twist around to open his pants and strip mine off to fit him inside me. I sag against him as he fills me, his knot fluttering against my ass. With another push, he's all the way inside and I breathe out a sigh of relief, dragging his arm back around my waist.

He chuckles, a deep hearty sound that runs down my spine, and makes a beeline for my dick. It's then that I realize I'm half naked, sitting on an Alpha cock, while staring at my other two mates. They're both intrigued by my needy ass but I can't even feel ashamed because of the absolute euphoria running through me.

"Better, little Omega?" I nod enthusiastically, holding onto his arm. I don't even need to come. Just feeling him inside of me as his fingers start moving across my neck again is enough. "You'll probably go into heat tonight or tomorrow morning. Luca, as awkward as this is, I have to ask. What or who do you need here?"

I nibble on my lower lip, not wanting to answer that.

"Luca, do you want Maceo?" Luther gently wraps his fingers around my neck, taking special care to avoid the healing wounds on my shoulder. Then he twists me so that I can see his face. My cheeks heat and I whine in response, unable to hold it back. "You're a good little Omega, sweetheart. So precious." He kisses me again and then turns his attention to Blake. I feel like I've accomplished the absolute world with Luther's praise, grinning at my best friend and lover who sits up slightly to meet his Alpha's gaze. "How do you feel about Maceo being here for Luca's heat?"

I hold my breath, wondering if Blake will lean into his instincts or if he'll agree just because I want him here. His nose scrunches up, pushing those adorable glasses farther up his face. "He's hot. If he's here for Luca, I don't mind." Blake shrugs and then curls up again beside Grayson. I hate that answer.

Grayson leans over him, "Babe, I know it's weird and strange but bringing Maceo into this house isn't just a Luca thing. This house holds your nest as well and an unfamiliar male could threaten all of that. It's a biological response, not a logical one so we need to know how to give you both what you need and want without harming what you have." He starts running his fingers through Blake's hair again, the Omega struggling with what he wants and what he thinks he's allowed to have.

"That's being selfish," he mumbles.

I grunt at him, thrusting my leg out to jab him in the back. "If I'm allowed to be selfish, so are you."

"Cupcake," Blake flops onto his other side. "It doesn't work like that. I have two Alphas and I can't… that's not…"

Luther cuts in, knowing full well that Blake is warring with the same emotions I was earlier. It's much easier for me to choose and whine because I'm so close to my heat. My instincts are riding me hard. They aren't the same for Blake. "Love, you are allowed to ask for anything you want and need and I will do my best to bring it to you."

"It was just a response. You guys weren't there and I didn't know what his scent was. That's-"

My eyes widen as Luther launches forward so that I'm on my hands and knees, his knot still firmly lodged inside of me. He hovers over my back, his hand wrapped around Blake's neck, his teeth bared. Blake's face contorts with a mixture of anger and confusion as he tries to stand up to his Alpha. He eventually submits, letting out a little whimper as I'm stuck between us. I'm equal parts turned on and feeling like I've interrupted something.

Of course, my body decides that it wants to be fucked, slick dripping between Luther's knot and my hole. My cock hardens as I start rocking forward, trying to find friction on his knot. Luther stays my movement, his attention still firmly on Blake. "You don't get to ignore what you need, love. I know for a fact that you would have never pulled Maceo into that nest if some part of you didn't want him as more than just a family friend. You've never pulled in any of your other coworkers or classmates. Tell me again that you don't need him and I'll let this go. I'll fuck Luca like he needs and then we'll eat like this conversation never happened."

"But Luca needs Maceo," he whines.

"Tell me you don't need him."

I don't understand the reverse psychology but it works on Blake. His shoulders fall and Luther's hold relaxes. "I don't want to need him. I never needed him before." Tears gather in his eyes and then one rolls down his cheek. "It was just supposed to be us," he cries. His head drops to his chest, Grayson pulling him into his lap.

Grayson wraps him up tightly, removing his glasses and wiping away his tears. "Biology doesn't work like that, babe. You're both allowed to need, to want, to crave. You're allowed to get angry with how things are because we can't always see past all the Alpha bullshit. Blake, you're allowed to ask for more than we're giving you and if Maceo is who you need, he'll be here. For both of you." The Alpha kisses Blake's forehead before turning to us. "Alpha, stop torturing Luca and fuck him already."

"With pleasure," Luther growls. I'm not ready for the way he starts rocking against my ass with inhuman speed, my entire body alight with ecstasy. All rational thought flies out the window until I'm just a mess of little whimpers and cries, my fingers digging into the plushness of my nest.

I think I found my perfect forever.

I just hope I get to keep it.