In the Back of the Car

Dassy

I can’t believe that our golden-haired omega is sitting next to me.

She’s actually coming home with us.

If I had been a good brother, I would have insisted Hutch sit in the back next to her. After all, he is the second in command, but he was gracious, not saying a word as he made his way to the front passenger seat. And now here I am, sitting next to the most beautiful omega I’ve ever seen.

“You look lovely in blue.” It’s a rather pathetic compliment, but I’m desperate to hear her voice again.

“Yeah?” Mari glances down at her dress, tugging the hem over her knees. “All the clothes at Havenfield are this weird powder blue.” She brushes her thumbs over the fabric, examining it. “It’s not my favorite color, but at least it’s not pink.”

“Not a fan of pink?” I ask, fighting the urge to touch her. Her skin looks so soft.

“It’s just not my thing.” Mari shrugs. “I’d rather wear black or green. Green is my favorite.” Her color choice surprises me a bit. Omegas are known for being very feminine, loving anything pink or delicate.

It doesn't take long before the hum of the road fills our ears and Mari rests against the door. I admire her as she looks out the window. Her long, wavy hair flows down her back. She has deep brown eyes and delicate features that accentuate her pouty lips. She has a small frame with a tempting curve to her hips. And her scent…I’ve never smelled anything like her before.

Omegas tend to have floral aromas. They’re sugary sweet, but not Mari. She smells like peppermint with a delicate undercurrent of sweet cream. It’s a shockingly spicy aroma for an omega.

“Do you live far?” Mari asks Izan’s reflection in the rearview mirror. “Will it be a long drive?”

He glances at her, before looking back at the road. “Not far,” he says, turning onto the highway. “A little over an hour.”

“You can take a nap if you’re tired,” I say, hoping she’s comfortable enough to sleep next to me. I want her to feel safe with us.

“I’m not sleepy.” Mari gives me the sweetest smile. “Plus, I want to see all the sights.” She leans forward, looking at the side of Izan’s face. Her eyes are stunning—dark and sparkly. “Do you live in the country? Or in a neighborhood?”

“I guess you could say we live in the country,” Izan says. “Our house is somewhat secluded. It’s very safe.” His phone buzzes and he hands it to Hutch. My brother taps the notification and an email pops up. The subject line displays a few violent words, quickly describing an issue Hutch and I have been working on.

Mari squints at the screen, and I clear my throat, silently telling my brother to lower the phone.

“Do you like the mountains?” Hutch asks, setting Izan’s phone on the console between them.

“I love the forests that grow along the mountains.” Mari hums, resting her cheek against the back of Izan’s chair. “There’s something calming about the cover of trees.” Her gaze drifts to me, skimming my face before admiring my pecs, then down to my belt buckle. I can’t help but puff out my chest a bit. I want to impress her. Tempt her.

As pack alpha, Izan will take her first, but I’m hopeful he won’t make us wait too long to connect with our precious omega. I want her settled and happy, and omegas are happiest when they’re thoroughly fucked and fed.

My mind drifts as Izan drives us home, and I begin to think of how happy Everly will be to finally see Mari. She’s wanted an omega for as long as I’ve known her. I’m sure the little beta is sitting at the kitchen table right now, counting down the seconds until we pull in the drive.

Mari will love Everly. She’s so kind and attentive. The perfect beta.

I’m sure the pair will be fast friends, and I can’t wait to watch their love for each other grow. Thoughts of the two snuggling and loving on one another flit through my mind. I picture them giggling and snuggling in Mari’s nest.

My thoughts quickly shift, and I’m suddenly picturing the two caressing and kissing one another. I wonder if Everly will teach Mari the different ways to please us. Will our omega be eager to learn? Will she be desperate to please us?

I imagine Mari’s small body pinned beneath Izan as Everly watches with an approving smile.

I wonder how loud she’ll moan squished between me and Hutch.

Will she let Everly lick her pretty pussy after we’ve pumped her full of cum?

My brother and I don’t fuck—we’re not into shit like that—but we like to share our lovers. There’s something so wonderful about watching my kin satisfy someone I love. And now I’ll get to watch him care for our omega.

“Wow,” Mari gasps, pulling me from my thoughts. Time has somehow slipped away and I’m shocked to see we’re home.

Mari rests her hand on my knee as she pushes herself to the edge of her seat. My cock plumps as she leans all the way forward to admire our home. The sun flashes across her soft waves, throwing off shimmering golden streaks.

“Do you like it, goldie?” I test out the nickname, and Mari seems to like it.

“I like it a lot.” She gives me a brilliant smile. “I didn’t expect it to be so huge,” she says, making Izan chuckle.

The pack alpha says something to her, but all my attention is on Mari’s small hand resting on my leg. Her fingers are slim and her nails are short. Her powder-blue dress shifts as she scoots forward once again, showing me the side of her smooth, creamy thigh.

It takes everything in me not to growl out loud.

“Wait until you see the garden,” I say, reaching out to touch Mari’s long blonde hair.

“I can’t wait,” Mari whispers as I hold her hair between my thumb and forefinger. I want to touch her blushing cheek, but I’m not the pack alpha. Touching Mari first is Izan’s right.

The car pulls to a stop, and I force myself to exit it. Hutch gives me a meaningful look and I know exactly what it means— Mari’s scent is shockingly intense in the car. I’m happy to see Hutch is hard as granite as well, his dick tenting the front of his pants. He’s always been the twin that has more self-control. More contained. But the fact that he’s struggling too makes me feel better.

“You’re home!” Everly bursts out of the front door, practically bouncing on her toes. Her oversized cardigan falls down to her knees and over her hands, and there are a few lines on her cheek. She clearly just woke up. “I missed you.” Our dark-haired beta pushes up on her toes to kiss Hutch’s cheek, then she kisses me, before turning her attention to Izan and the omega at his side. “Mari,” Everly says, pushing her glasses a little higher up on her nose. “It’s so good to finally have you home.” She clasps her hands under her chin.

Mari gives Everly a wide smile, curling her shoulders in. It makes her look small and bashful. “I’m so happy to be here.” She steps forward, reaching for Everly. The beta instantly moves when it’s clear that Mari wants a hug. We all discussed not overwhelming Mari by grabbing at her the second she came into the house.

It’s important for us to be civilized, and let the poor girl settle in. At least that’s what Izan said. Personally, I’m all about settling in right away. Fuck waiting. I want to touch her. Kiss her. Make her come all over my face, then bury my cock so deep inside her she can’t remember her own name.

“Please, come inside.” Everly takes Mari's hand, guiding her into the house.

Mari steps inside and her eyes go wide. I’m sure the entryway is enormous to her.

The tall ceilings and white walls make the circular room seem even more vast. The evening sunlight makes the circular skylight overhead shimmer, but I think it’s the small fountain between the matching curved staircases that Mari likes the most.

“Is this for making wishes?” Mari asks as she steps up to the edge of the fountain. The water is crystal clear, bubbling over a white marble vase and into the blue titled base.

“You can use it to make wishes,” Izan smiles, obviously fighting the urge to laugh at Mari’s innocent question.

“Do you want to see your room?” Everly asks as she bounces nervously on the balls of her feet. “Or if you're hungry, I can make you something to eat.”

“Actually, I’d like to go to bed.” Mari’s dark eyes drift to Izan. All of a sudden, there’s a shift in the omega, and all the bashful air around her evaporates. Her gaze grows heated and her voice slips into a breathy whisper as she says, “Will you take me to bed, alpha?”