Chapter 2

CHASE

The omegas huddledin the back of my car, clinging to each other.

The one in heat, a sweet-looking thing with strawberry blond hair and pale, freckled skin was clinging to the other one. He was delicate looking too, with olive skin and shiny black curls that hung into surprisingly bright green eyes.

When I glanced back at them in the mirror, the blond was kissing the other's neck.

I tried to keep my eyes on the road, but my gaze kept flicking back to them. The next time I looked, he'd taken his friends hand and was leading it down the front of his pants.

Those sharp green eyes caught mine in the mirror. He was blushing a deep pink but that didn't stop him from doing what his friend wanted.

I heard the way his breath hitched as his entrance was breached, saw the darker one's arm moving as he fingered him. The sound of his slick as he was pleasured was clear in the silence of the car.

I had never seen anything like this. I'd never imagined that omegas would try to help relieve each other, but I supposed the world was filled with all sorts and it didn't matter.

I took shallow breaths, trying to keep a clear head while I drove, but the scent of his heat was overwhelming me. The sights and sounds were too much.

I could already feel my knot forming. A sign that it had clearly been too long. My body was desperate for the release that I had been keeping from it.

I reached down, squeezing with one hand where my knot really was thickening my cock a little bit, even before getting into an omega. I couldn't believe I was so close to coming without even being touched. I glanced back, watching the dazed look on the one in heat's face while he was being fingered.

"What are your names?" I asked.

Again, those green eyes caught mine in the mirror, his expression softened by arousal, I realized. He liked getting the other omega off. How incredibly unexpected.

"I'm Usman," he said. "This is Wren."

"I'm Chase," I said, though he hadn't asked.

He bit his lip, gaze darting out the window.

"The Belfort was just around the corner," he said.

I cringed at the idea of even entering that seedy place that only served for prostitution... then again, what else was this? I had picked these guys up off the side of the street as though I was an expert at the act.

"I'm not taking you there," I said.

"Then where are you taking us?" he asked. "Your house?"

"No." I said, probably too sharply. I hadn't meant to, but there was no way in hell I was taking other omegas into my house, into the bed I had shared with?—

I shoved the thought roughly away. I was doing this. There was no way I could push that poor omega out of my car now. Not when he was like this.

I pulled into a spot in front of the hotel I'd already booked a room in. I had planned this. Of course, coming back with two of them wasn't what I had envisioned.

I'd thought this would be awkward and uncomfortable. That touching another omega would feel like betrayal and that a stranger wouldn't work the same way.

But when I shut off the car, and turned in my seat to watch, Wren was gripping Usman by the wrist, riding his hand desperately, his gasps filling the air and I didn't feel anything but captivated and aroused.

"Fuck. Finish him off before we go inside," I breathed.

Usman shook his head, holding Wren close for a moment before pulling his hand free.

"He can't come anymore," he said regretfully. "He needs your knot."

My cock flexed in anticipation.

"Come on, then," I said, and got out of my car, holding the door open for them.

Usman climbed out, reaching in to help Wren, but he was curled up now, moaning while tears streamed down his face.

My heart squeezed and I gently pushed Usman out of the way, bending into the car.

The moment my arms came around Wren, he let out a breathy moan, pressing his face to my collar, his slender arms going around my neck.

I lifted him easily, holding him close to my chest, a protectiveness flaring through me. I'd never seen an omega in this state. It was wrong that he was like this, powerless to stop the pain. All omegas deserved someone to dote on them and help them through their heats before it came to this point.

I started toward the hotel's side entrance, hoping to avoid prying eyes and other alphas who would be affected by Wren's overpowering scent.

This close to him, my cock was now so hard it was hurting. He smelled so sweet, nothing like Ariana had smelled, but just as beautiful in his own way, like wildflowers.

This was already hard to take. How was I supposed to accept the fact that other omegas smelled good too? I'd told her that she was the only one. I'd meant it.

Yet here I was, carrying this omega into the hotel.

I paused as I reached the doors, glancing back to see that Usman was second-guessing his decision to join us. He was hesitating as though unsure if he should follow.

"Aren't you coming?" I asked.

"I can't do anything for him."

I stared at his dejected face for a minute, unsure if I should argue. But he had come this far. They obviously cared for one another…

"You can be with him," I finally said. "If that's what you want."

He took a shaky breath and then hurried after us.

Hesitation gone, he went ahead to hold the door open, then hit the button for the elevator when we got to it.

Wren was whining now, my scent making him leak and twitch even harder than before. The sweet scent of his slick flooded the elevator like overpowering perfume.

"I've got you," I whispered and carried him to my room door, struggling to get the key from my front pocket.

"Can I?" Usman asked and I nodded, trying not to react when he reached into my pants. I had to shut my eyes as his hand lightly brushed the side of my length through the thin fabric.

My heart was racing as I carried Wren through the threshold, straight to the bed when Usman held the door open for us.

I was really doing this.

It was crazy but there was no time to think about that because the moment I set Wren down, he reached for me again, his hands finding my waist, his eyes finally fluttering open to see me.

God, he was a very pretty man. Elegant in a masculine way, wavy strawberry blond hair hanging into those lovely blue eyes. His body was long and lean, and he was looking at me like I was his literal salvation. A heat wouldn't kill a shifter, but I knew from first-hand experience that it could hurt like hell if left for too long. I'd tried to fight my heats and managed to get through them alone for the last year straight. I still didn't know how I'd done it, other than pure stubbornness. But I'd had enough and now, I was taking matters into my own hands, getting used to other omegas before my next one came. I didn't want to go through that pain again. I'd punished myself enough.

"Please," Wren begged in a broken whisper, and I was powerless to do anything but nod.

I reached for his pants, quickly undoing them, sliding them down his narrow hips.

The fabric scraping over his hard cock made him hiss in pain, his eyes squeezing shut.

Blindly, he reached out to his side and a moment later, Usman was there, holding his hand.

He glanced at me, looking worried and upset and I didn't know what to do to comfort him. It suddenly hit me that I was about to take his lover, and right in front of him.

I wouldn't have been able to do what he was doing now, and my heart filled with admiration for him, and an overpowering need to make things right. For both of them.

"Lay down," I whispered, and Usman's eyes widened, his gaze flying to mine again, even as Wren was tugging him into an embrace.

"What? But Wren?—"

"He wants you. Lay down," I said firmly.

Swallowing, the young omega extracted himself from Wren's needy hands and followed my order, climbing fully onto the bed and spreading himself across it on his back.

A possessive thrill of pleasure overtook me, nearly blinding me and I lifted Wren to lay at Usman's side.

Usman's eyes were wide, breaths coming in sharp, short gasps as I braced myself over him, watching him.

He was like a frightened little animal staring up at me and I suddenly wanted to devour him. Or maybe... put him in a cage right next to Wren. Two pets to be kept...

Swallowing, I racked my gaze over his form.

He was so delicate and sweet, every part of him screamed omega and my hands practically shook as I began to remove his clothes from his body, careful not to touch a single part of him.

Even though our skin didn't so much as brush together, he was shivering as I pulled his pants down his legs.

Finally, both were naked, lying next to each other.

For a moment, I sat back, watching them, unable to categorize the perfection of the two omegas in my bed. Each was lovelier than the other, almost complete opposites aside from their delicate frames and hard cocks desperate to be touched. Usman's pheromones were mingling with Wren's now, though not as overpowering and it was enough to make me dizzy.

Wren was sweating now, even on top of the sheets in the cool air, so I pulled my shirt off over my head, tossing it aside and then did the same with my pants.

Usman's eyes never left my body, his gaze fixated on my cock, still thicker at the base, Knot ready to form, indicating how close I already was.

Under his gaze, I couldn't help but reach down and grip my cock, stroking it. He took a shuddering breath and then because I couldn't take the teasing any longer, I crawled up Wren, straddling his chest to press my cock to his face.

He let out a guttural moan, his lips parting, tasting my length as I ran it over his face, giving him what he needed, a dose of my pheromones where they were the strongest.

He groaned, pressed his nose to my balls, inhaled and then sucked them, his tongue finding my knot a moment later and lapping the spot.

My cock twitched, precome slipping from the tip and I forced myself to pull back.

"You're driving me crazy," I murmured. "It's time to fuck you."

His eyes fluttered open hopefully and he reached for my hips, but I shook my head, instead, helping him to move until he was positioned how I wanted, on top of Usman.

The other omega gasped when he realized that I was making Wren mount him, so that their faces were together.

Wren began to kiss him at once, and Usman's arms went around his waist like a vice, holding him tightly.

I lined myself over Wren's smooth, freckled back, then wove a hand into his hair, pulling his head back.

"Listen Wren," I whispered. "Do you hear me?"

I waited for the omega's nod. His eyes were closed, his small ass moving against my cock, wet hole rubbing the length.

It felt so good, had been so long, that for a moment, my lips parted, and eyes squeezed shut, conversation momentarily forgotten.

"I'm going to fuck you now," I promised.

He moaned desperately in response.

"But how do you want Usman?" I asked. "You want to fuck him? Or thrust against his cock?"

Usman took a shaking breath, watching us both. Waiting.

Finally, Wren's eyes opened, fixing on Usman under him.

"Wanna fuck you, Manny," he murmured.

Usman shivered and nodded, lifting his knees to give Wren access and fuck, he was so wet down there, slick and dripping and already clenching with anticipation. I wanted so badly to touch him, to taste him too. But I knew Wren was the only one really up for offer, so I watched and then reached down to grip Wren's cock when he was too wobbly to find the right angle and steered it into his lovers hole.

Wren gasped and Usman's head fell back, lips open on a silent cry.

For a moment, I watched, mesmerized by the sensual way they moved together, clinging to each other desperately. But being inside his omega lover wasn't going to end this for Wren, so I pushed forward, forcing my tip into his hole.

He shuddered, grunting as I entered him, then pushed his ass back, swallowing my length down, moaning obscenely until he hit my thickened gland and stopped.

I gripped his hips, breathing hard, gaze catching Usman's flushed face as our eyes met, and then I thrust forward, pushing Wren until he took my knot and impaled Usman at the same time.

They both shouted as I began my rhythm, moving them both with me with every snap of my hips.

It had been too long for me and watching them move in unison, feeling them both under me was too much.

"Fuck," I gritted, fingers digging into Wren's hips too hard.

I was already losing control, fucking them harder, spurred on to give even more by Wren's complete loss of composure as he collapsed atop Usman, face buried in the pillow, taking each thrust with a sob.

He probably needed to come more than I needed to make it last for him, so I let go, going as fast as I wanted, rhythm out the window as I lost it, finally coming deep inside him, feeling him flex and cry under me and it was fucking heaven. So, so good. Why had I been so afraid of doing this? Why had I waited so long?

Groaning, I held still, breathing hard as my cock continued to empty the large load I'd been hoarding.

Wren was moaning, his face still buried in the pillow next to Usman's face. He shifted back, lifting his hips to make sure that my cock was as deep as it could go, each bit of my knot within him as it swelled properly.

I held myself over him for a minute, still catching my breath, aware that my added weight would be too much for Usman, who still had his eyes squeezed shut.

"Are you two okay?"

Wren didn't respond. After a moment, Usman opened his eyes, turning to look at him.

"Fast asleep," he said.

"That's a good sign," I mused.

He nodded but a frown was still plastered across his face.

"What about you?" I asked.

He shrugged as well as he could under Wren's body.

"What is it?" I pressed.

He swallowed, not looking at me.

"Your scent," he finally admitted. "It's a lot... I'm not used to being around Alphas unless..."

He trailed off, but I could guess he was going to add, unless he was in heat.

When an omega was mated, then their alpha's scent was the only one that did the trick. But until then, during an omega's heat, any alpha's scent was soothing.

Maybe he didn't feel very at ease with me, my pheromones were probably overpowering to him if he only spent time with omegas.

"Here, let's try to roll Wren over so we can relax," I suggested.

He didn't argue, helping me to maneuver Wren onto his side, my cock still nestled deep inside him.

When I landed on the pillow, spooning the lithe man, my eyes fluttered shut and for a brief moment, it was like time had never passed, like I was still with my mate.

My eyes snapped open, body stiffening, guilt washing over me that I had even allowed such a thought.

For a moment, I was overwhelmed by shame and despair.

I'd fucked someone other than my mate. Worst of all, it had been fucking incredible. It still was, being buried inside him.

I'd never seen this for myself, and it was hard to wrap my head around the unexpected direction that life had turned. In my late thirties now, I had settled into a life years ago that I had thought was forever.

Fucking random street omegas when I needed to couldn't be my new normal.

But when I looked at Wren's peaceful, delicate form, I found I didn't begrudge him or resent him. He was innocent in this, and Usman was too. We were a means to an end for one another, and I had lucked out finding not one, but two omegas who were so very sweet.

They affected me the way a helpless animal would. Every alpha instinct in me reared its head when I saw their pretty faces.

I wanted to keep them safe.

I glanced up, finding Usman's gaze fixed on me.

He looked away shyly and my chest squeezed.

I wanted to ask him so many things, like why he was on the street and how he and Wren had found each other, but my gaze dropped lower, and I realized that he was still hard, his cock unspent.

Of course. We'd been so selfish, Wren using Usman's body for extra stimulation, me busy fucking his tight heat, Usman's pleasure forgotten.

"Do you want me to..."

I found myself gesturing to Usman's cock and he curled into a ball around it, shaking his head.

"I'm fine."

I wanted to press. To finish him because it felt cruel not to, but he was clearly against the idea, and I couldn't blame him. He didn't know me. He wasn't in heat. There was no need to if he didn't want to.

At that moment, my knot began to ease from Wren's hole, slowly releasing me.

I allowed myself to slip out of the delicious heat, then laid there for a moment, still holding Wren, wondering what came next.

I didn't know how this worked. I had never been with a street omega before, or any omega other than Ari. Did I just walk away? That seemed so cold.

But they would probably prefer to be left alone, so I forced myself to sit up, then went around the room, pulling my clothing back on, feeling like a stranger in my own skin.

Usman wasn't watching me anymore.

He seemed to have fallen asleep too, but when I went to the bed and began to pull the covers up around them, he opened his eyes and helped me.

"The room is paid for until tomorrow at eleven," I said. "They have my card downstairs, so order anything you two would like, okay?"

He looked up at me, his expression unreadable and then nodded.

"Thank you," he whispered.

Nodding, I turned to leave.

Then, before reaching the door, I paused, turned back, and scribbled my number across the top of the notepad sitting next to the phone.

If Usman saw me do it, he didn't react. I didn't know why I had even bothered. I didn't need to see them again.

At least, I didn't want to want to see them again.

Part of me wished this was nothing more than a dirty secret I would keep to myself. Yet as I reached my car, I looked back up at the hotel, gaze seeking out my room window where the two omegas were doubtless still snuggled up under the covers.

It hadn't felt dirty or wrong. My only regret was that I was leaving their warmth so soon.