CHAPTER NINETEEN

GREEK

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“What do you need?” Demon asked.

I swallowed, not entirely understanding the question. He jerked his head to the bed.

“For your nest. What do you need to make it perfect?”

Oh, right. My nest. My first nest. Sofia, still holding me, peeked around my body to stare at the bed. I sort of hoped she’d tell me what I needed.

She looked up at me and shrugged. “I want whatever you want, Little Rabbit.”

But what did I want? I returned my gaze to the bed. The nest was almost perfect. But it was missing something. Them! It was missing them. A blush heated my cheeks as I faced Demon, working up the courage to tell him what I needed.

“It’s missing your scent. Yours and Sofia’s.”

“I would give you my clothing, but I don’t have any underclothing on under this,” Sofia told me, making my mind wander to what was under her clothing. “If it’s okay with you, I can curl up in your nest with you until my scent lingers there.”

“That would be perfect,” I told her. My gaze rose to Demon’s. “Your blockers make it hard to sniff out your true scent,” I told him, wanting him in bed with us but wanting to get rid of the blockers clinging to his skin and clothing.

“I’ll shower,” he told us.

“Then join us in bed?” Sofia asked, eyeing the big alpha.

He swallowed, cheeks tinting red. “I...”

“We need your scent, big guy. Go shower. Then come join us,” she told him, not giving him a chance to overthink things. “But only if you want to,” she added.

He hesitated briefly. With a jerk of his head, he turned and started to leave the room. He stopped and stared over his shoulder.

“Are you sure you’re okay?” he asked, eyes focused on me.

An alpha was concerned for me. And it wasn’t for selfish reasons. Yes, I was okay.

“I’m fine,” I told him.

“I’m not like them,” he added. “You’re safe here. And you never have to do anything you don’t want to do. And I’ll never use my alpha bark on you. Either of you. Unless...” he paused. “Unless there’s danger, and I need you to do what I say to keep you safe. Other than that, you’re free to do whatever you want here. You’re safe here. Tell me you understand that.”

I nodded. “I understand,” I rushed to say.

His gaze swept to Sofia. “Tell me you understand.”

She smiled. “I understand, big guy. And don’t worry. I’ll protect you from danger, too. I promise.”

He chuckled. “Thanks, Little Fox.”

Damn, when that man smiled, it was like catching a glimpse of heaven.

“I’ll go wash off the blockers now.” He turned and left the room.

My hand twitched with the desire to reach for him, to follow him, to follow an alpha.

“I don’t hate all alphas,” I whispered.

Sofia beamed up at me. “I’m glad. Not just because I want to share Demon with you. But because I don’t want those monsters from your past to keep you from experiencing a vibrant future. Now, sweet omega, do you want me to get into your nest with my clothing on, or do you want me naked?”

I swallowed. “It’ll... your scent will get on the fabrics faster if you’re... naked.”

“Yes, sir.”

Unwrapping her arms from around me, she stripped. And I watched, no longer looking away shyly. This woman now knew about my ugly past, about all the shame that had haunted me for far too long. And she still wanted me. I didn’t want to be shy around her. I didn’t want to hide what I felt like I’d been doing all my life. I wanted to live in the moment, each moment, with her. And Demon.

“Am I the only one getting naked?” she asked.

I quickly began undressing, the clothing so big that it fell from me with only a few pulls and tugs. Naked, I stood before her, cock jutting forward, already hard, and all it had taken was one hug from the beautiful beta that I wanted to feast on right now. I pulled back the covers of my nest and climbed into bed, finding a spot that felt just right. I then patted the space beside me.

“Come here, Little Fox.”

She didn’t hesitate, climbing in with me. I scooted further back, making room for her to stretch out comfortably. The soft fabrics and warm colors surrounded us, creating a cocoon of safety and intimacy that felt almost sacred. I tugged the covers over us, draping them until we were completely hidden beneath, our world shrinking to just the two of us.

Her smile was bright, playful, as she gazed up at me. “Well? Is this what you had in mind for your nest?”

I returned her smile, but my pulse quickened at what I wanted to tell her. I lowered my head, my voice dipping to something softer, huskier. “It’s a good start. But the best way to get your scent all over my nest is by getting you aroused.”

Her eyes widened slightly, then narrowed with amusement, her lips quirking in a teasing smirk. “Oh, really? And how exactly are you planning to get me aroused, Little Rabbit?”

I let out a low laugh, leaning closer until our noses nearly touched. “You’ll see,” I murmured before pressing a kiss to the corner of her mouth.

“Sassy omega, I’ll have you know it takes a lot to get me worked up. And I’m not an alpha or an omega. I don’t perfume like you all do.”

Challenge accepted, Little Fox.

I started slow, savoring the feel of her skin against my lips. My kisses trailed down her jawline, and her breath hitched as I found the delicate spot beneath her ear. I lingered there, my tongue tracing the sensitive skin before I nipped gently, earning a soft gasp. Her hands found my shoulders, her fingers curling into my skin as I continued my descent.

Every kiss was deliberate, every touch purposeful. I wanted her to feel cherished, adored. As my lips moved lower, I spread my hands over her sides, caressing the soft curves of her waist. I hadn’t enjoyed touching Natalie or Nathan. But during my heats, the parts I could remember, I did touch them.

They were all muscle, even Natalie, who worked out just as much as Nathan. And the night they’d made Sara and me be intimate, I noticed that she was softer, but she was all skin and bones from being malnourished, like myself. Sofia wasn’t like anyone I’d ever touched before. Her body was soft, supple, plump in certain places.

She had curves that I wanted to spend days exploring. And if she let me, I would. While the storm raged outside, I’d spend my time learning and mapping out every inch of her beautiful body. She arched slightly into my touch, her scent blooming in the cocoon of my nest.

It was intoxicating and sweet, with a hint of jasmine and citrus, uniquely hers. When I reached her breasts, I paused, gazing down at her with a hunger I couldn’t hide. Her nipples were already tightening, pebbling under my heated gaze.

“You’re beautiful,” I whispered.

Her cheeks flushed, but she didn’t look away. “Show me,” she whispered back, her voice trembling with anticipation. “Show me with your tongue just how beautiful you find me, Little Rabbit.”

Again, challenge accepted.

I dipped my head, taking one nipple into my mouth while my hand cupped her other breast. Her moan was soft at first, but as I rolled the sensitive peak between my lips, it deepened, the sound vibrating through the nest and setting my skin aflame. My tongue flicked over her, savoring the taste of her skin, while my fingers teased her other nipple, pinching lightly before soothing the sensitive flesh with gentle strokes.

Her body arched beneath me, her breaths coming faster, each exhale a whispered plea. I switched sides, giving her other breast the same attention, licking, sucking, and teasing until her moans grew louder, more desperate. I loved how responsive she was, how every movement of my lips and tongue seemed to unravel her.

“Greek,” she breathed, her voice thick with need.

Her fingers tangled in my hair as I continued my descent, leaving a trail of kisses down her stomach as I gripped her breasts.

“Harder,” she moaned.

I tightened my grip on her breasts, eliciting another moan from my sweet Sofia. Her skin was warm, soft, and her scent grew richer with every passing second. My cock throbbed, aching for release, but I ignored it. This wasn’t about me. It was about her. About showing her how much I wanted her, how much I cared.

When I reached the apex of her thighs, I paused, letting my hands slide over her hips. She parted her legs for me, giving me a glimpse of her pretty pussy. Her scent hit me full force, and I couldn’t hold back the growl that rumbled in my chest as I stared at her glistening folds. My sweet Sofia was already wet for me.

I pressed a kiss to the inside of her thigh as I tried to calm myself down before I embarrassed myself and came just from the sight of her beautiful cunt. Already, I was leaking slick and precum, my cock aching to be inside of her.

“How does my pussy look, Little Rabbit?” she asked with that filthy mouth I loved.

“Perfect,” I murmured against her skin, my voice rough with desire.

Her hands tightened in my hair as I dipped lower, my tongue tracing the delicate folds of her pussy, exploring her flower as she bloomed for me. Her gasp turned into a moan as I flicked my tongue over her clit, circling it slowly. She tasted like heaven, sweet and addictive, and I couldn’t get enough. I sucked her clit gently into my mouth, my tongue flicking over it in slow, torturous strokes.

“Greek,” she moaned, her voice breaking on my name when I applied more pressure to her sensitive nub.

Her hips bucked, but I held her down, my hands gripping her thighs to keep her steady. Her back arched off the bed as I feasted on her, alternating between sucking her clit and licking her sensitive folds, coating my tongue in her juices. Her moans turned into cries of pleasure, her body writhing beneath me as I drove her higher and higher.

Every sound she made, every tremor that coursed through her body, fueled me. I wanted to see her come undone, to hear her scream my name as she shattered beneath me. I pressed my tongue inside her, tasting her deeper. Her thighs clamped around my face as her cries grew louder.

“Greek, please,” she gasped, her hands tugging at my hair as if she couldn’t decide whether to pull me closer or push me away.

I growled against her, the vibrations making her whimper. My tongue returned to her clit, swirling and flicking until her cries turned into desperate pleas. Her body tensed beneath me, her breath hitching as she hovered on the edge.

“Let go, Sofia,” I murmured, my voice muffled against her skin. “Let me feel you fall apart on my tongue.”

That was all she needed. Her body arched, her thighs trembling as her climax crashed over her. She cried out my name, her voice raw and unrestrained, and I held her through it, my tongue and lips working her through the waves of pleasure.

As her cries subsided, I pressed one last kiss to her core before crawling back up her body. Her chest rose and fell rapidly, her cheeks flushed, and her eyes half-lidded with satisfaction. She looked up at me, her lips curving into a sated smile.

“Your mouth is dangerous, Little Rabbit,” she murmured, her voice tinged with humor and lingering desire.

I grinned down at her, my heart swelling with pride and love for this beautiful and brave woman. “Only for you, Little Fox. Only for you.”

“And Demon,” she corrected, making me blush.

“Yes. And our alpha.”

Sofia’s soft hands pressed against my chest, coaxing me onto my back. I let her guide me, my heart pounding as her mischievous eyes locked with mine. Her smile was a dangerous thing, filled with intent that made my entire body thrum with anticipation.

“I love that tongue of yours. But now I’m ready to be full of your cock, Little Rabbit,” she whispered, her voice low and sweet like honey dripping over my skin.

I’d never liked hearing others talk dirty. It disgusted me, made me feel dirty. But when those filthy words fell from Sofia’s lips, they aroused me, made me want to bow before her and beg her to say more, to talk dirty to me.

My breath hitched as her fingers trailed down my stomach, her touch featherlight yet burning a path straight to my cock. Slick ran down my thighs. I was soaking the bed for her, needing her desperately.

When she wrapped her hand around me, my eyes fluttered shut for a moment, overwhelmed by the heat of her palm. Her touch was firm but teasing as she stroked my length, her thumb gliding over the slick and precum already there.

“So much slick,” she whispered, licking her lips. “And I haven’t even started yet. How much will you give me once I’ve begun?”

Everything. All of it. All of me.

I forced my eyes open, not wanting to miss a single moment. Watching her touch me, watching her hand move over me, was a kind of torture I’d never known existed. The way her fingers tightened slightly as she stroked down, then loosened as she slid back up, was mesmerizing.

She was deliberate, her movements slow and confident, as if she were savoring the feel of me. Her gaze lifted to meet mine, and the sight of her lips curling into a sly smile made my cock throb in her hand.

“Look at you,” she murmured, her tone laced with admiration. “So big, so hard. All for me.”

I swallowed hard, unable to form words. My body was on fire, every nerve ending attuned to her as she continued to stroke me, spreading my slick over my length. When she shifted, positioning herself over me, my breath caught. Her wet heat brushed against the tip of my cock, and my hips jerked involuntarily, seeking her warmth.

She chuckled, the sound low and wicked, as she pressed her pussy against me, rubbing her core over my shaft. The sensation was electric, her wetness mingling with mine, creating a heat so intense it made my vision blur.

“I need to be inside you,” I grunted.

“Be patient, Little Rabbit,” she teased, her voice a sultry purr.

Patient? What was that? I had no patience. I needed her. But I wanted to be a good omega for her. I groaned, my hands fisting at my sides as I fought the urge to thrust up into her. Patience was the last thing I was capable of right now, not with her teasing me like this.

“Please, Little Fox,” I begged, barely able to keep my hips from jerking upward.

“Well, since you’ve begged so nicely, my sweet omega,” she cooed.

My beautiful beta lined me up with her entrance, her gaze locked on mine as she began to lower herself. I gritted my teeth as the tight, slick heat of her pussy engulfed me inch by inch. It was the sweetest torture and the best thing I’d ever felt in my life. I felt like I was being consumed, swallowed whole by her. My hips bucked instinctively, desperate to bury myself deeper, but her hands pressed firmly against my chest, holding me down.

“Patience,” she repeated, her tone firmer now, though the teasing glint in her eyes hadn’t disappeared.

My body trembled beneath her, every muscle coiled tight with the need to move, to thrust up and take what I needed. But I obeyed, letting her set the pace as she slowly worked her way down my length.

When she finally settled, her body fully seated on mine, the tight heat of her core surrounding me, I let out a low, guttural moan. She rocked her hips slightly, adjusting to the stretch, and the motion pulled a sharp gasp from both of us.

“You stretch me so good, sweet omega,” she murmured, her words sending a jolt of pleasure straight to my cock and pulling a proud whimper from my omega.

My hips jerked upward, unable to stop myself, and her chuckle turned into a moan as the movement sent me deeper inside her. Fuck! I’d never known it could feel this good.

“You feel incredible,” I groaned, my hands lifting to grip her hips.

Her skin was soft and warm under my palms, and I held her as if she were the only thing tethering me to reality. Sofia began to move, rocking her hips in slow circles at first. Her breasts bounced with each motion, drawing my eyes to the soft curves of her body.

She was beautiful, radiant, her fiery hair falling in waves around her face as her lips parted on breathy moans. The sight of her riding me, her body taking me so perfectly, made my chest ache with something deeper than lust. She wasn’t just beautiful. She was mine. And I was hers.

Her pace quickened, her hips bucking against me as she took me deeper, harder. The sound of her moans, the way she whispered my name like a prayer, made my cock throb inside her. I couldn’t look away, couldn’t do anything but watch as she lost herself in the pleasure we were creating together.

“You’re perfect,” I whispered, the words slipping out before I could stop them.

Her gaze met mine, her eyes shining with emotion as she smiled down at me. “And you’re mine,” she replied, her voice filled with certainty.

I thrust upward, meeting her movements, and her moans grew louder, filling the room. The wet sound of her pussy sliding over my cock, the heat of her surrounding me, was almost too much.

Slick dripped down my length, pooling between us as she rode me, the evidence of our desire glistening on her thighs. Her nails dug into my chest as she leaned forward, changing the angle just enough to send a wave of pleasure crashing through me.

“Sofia,” I groaned, my voice raw.

She didn’t answer, her own cries filling the space as she moved faster, harder. I gripped her hips tighter, guiding her as she rode me, her body arching beautifully with each thrust. Her skin glowed with a sheen of sweat, and her hair clung to her face, framing her in a way that made my heart race.

My climax built quickly, the pressure coiling low in my abdomen, but I held back, wanting to make this last for her. I wanted to see her fall apart above me, to feel her walls clench around me as she came. Her movements grew erratic, her breath hitching as her release neared.

“Come for me,” I murmured, my voice rough with need. “I want to feel you.”

Her body tensed, her cries breaking into a series of gasps as her climax overtook her. She shattered above me, her walls clenching around my cock as she called out my name. She clenched me so tightly that for a second, a split second, I thought she was about to lock down on my cock like an alpha female would.

But she had no lock, just wet walls that convulsed around my cock, milking me for everything I had, everything I gladly gave to this beautiful woman who made me feel cared for, who made me feel like a human, like a man, like I was worthy of love and pleasure. The sight, the sound, and the feel of her coming undone were enough to push me over the edge.

With one final thrust, I spilled inside her, my slick and cum filling her until it leaked out, dripping onto the bed below. We stayed like that for a moment, our bodies trembling, our breaths mingling as we came down from the high. Sofia collapsed against me, her head resting on my chest as her fingers traced lazy patterns over my skin.

“You’re amazing,” she whispered, her voice soft but filled with sincerity.

I wrapped my arms around her, holding her close as I pressed a kiss to the top of her head. “So are you, Little Fox,” I murmured. “So are you.”