Chapter 4

USMAN

We went beggingin our usual spot for the rest of the week. The end of the week was a big success because there was a conference in one of the buildings. There was nothing like wealthy businessmen in a good mood to hand out money.

We managed to stay away from the tent city mostly, eating lunches in cafe's and getting hot drinks when it was too cold out.

And at night, we fucked and then slept in a huddle of warmed fur.

It wasn't as good as being wrapped up in blankets together. Our wolf forms helped, but the ground was still hard, and I woke up stiff and aching every morning.

Then there was the fact that something was up with Wren.

"Can I be on top?" I asked in a whisper.

Huddled in our tent, him on top of me, I felt him shake his head.

"Can I finger you first?" he asked.

It wasn't that I minded. It felt good whenever Wren touched me. Any way he chose to do it sent me through stages of ecstasy. And lately, he'd been obsessed with finger fucking me, making me nearly lose my mind before pushing his cock into me with those fingers, stretching me until I was coming far too fast every time.

The idea alone made my cock twitch. His mouth on my neck didn't help.

He moaned softly.

"How are you so sexy?" he wondered aloud, his hands sliding up and down my hips while he kissed me.

His hand slipped between my thighs, ready to begin the routine again, but I clenched my fists, still wanting to argue.

It was just that, for the first time, I didn't understand what he was up to, and it certainly felt like he was doing it with a purpose.

Swallowing, I forced the question out.

"Why do you want to stretch me so much lately?" I asked, voice hitching just as his first finger breached the ring of muscles.

Wren paused, but his expert fingertip sought out my prostate, pressing gently but insistently into it, making my cock harden even more.

It took a moment for me to be able to breathe, and when I did, a moan slipped from my lips.

I clapped a hand over my mouth.

Never had I been so concerned with keeping quiet as I had been since that skirmish with Shae and Jack. My skin crawled even thinking about it.

There was no one I avoided more than Alpha Jack when I was in heat. No tent I avoided more thanhiswhen he was in heat. The smell of his pheromones when he was, made me want to gag even though I couldn't help but be aroused by them too. It was confusing and gross to be around. Nothing like the alpha Chase's scent had been. His was overpowering too. It had made me want to just, roll over and forget all my problems and that was dangerous and concerning in a different way. Jack's scent in general was one to avoid.

And until the other day, it hadn't been my problem. Now, worry ate at me that Jack was going to make it my problem.

"Hey," Wren whispered, removing his hand from its work between my legs and cupping my cheeks.

"What's wrong?" he asked, his lips brushing mine while he spoke.

I released the breath I didn't know I was holding.

"Nothing feels the same here," I murmured honestly. "It doesn't feel safe anymore."

At first, being surrounded by the big group of other homeless wolf shifters had felt like a security blanket. Now, it felt dangerous. I wasn't sure who among them we could trust.

And all because me and Wren weren't the norm.

Maybe it wasn't as big a deal in other places, or other levels of society, but this was what I knew.

Out here, if you didn't fit in, you stood out. And that meant there was a target on your back.

Wren stroked his fingers through my curls, kissing my cheeks gently, and then he was suddenly lifting over me, straddling me.

"What are you doing?" I asked, although it was clear as he took my cock, lining it with his hole.

I shivered as his wet heat kissed my tip.

"You said you wanted to top," he whispered. "There will be time for the other thing later. Right now, if you want to fuck me, then you can."

He pushed his hips down and his hole suddenly opened for me, swallowing me down. He didn't stop until he was seated in my lap.

After a week of only getting fucked, the attention to my cock was nearly too much, but blissfully so.

I took one shuddering breath, then another while Wren did the same.

"Fuck," he breathed. "I almost forgot how good you feel."

I laughed breathlessly.

"Yeah, me too."

He started to rock his hips, sliding back and forth. He was so wet and tight and I knew I wasn't going to last long.

One of my hands gripped his cock, and I started to stroke, hoping to take him over the edge with me.

The other landed on the smooth stretch of his thigh and I held on, letting him take the lead as he took me closer and closer to the edge.

"Yes," I hissed. "Ride me just like that, baby."

He groaned, his pace quickening, cock leaking in my hand.

When he shuddered, his hole clenching, I was powerless to stop myself from coming. His release splashing onto my chest added to the rush of pleasure and for a long minute, I was completely lost.

Instead of rolling off of me, Wren curled up on my chest, keeping my cock nestled inside.

He liked to do that, and I liked it too. Not pretending I had a knot to keep him there, it was just nice that he didn't want to let me go too easily.

My arms came around his back and together, we drifted to sleep, forgetting to shift this time.

When my eyes opened first thing in the morning, Wren was still on top of me, and my cock was still inside him. And of course, it was hard again, already being hugged by his warmth.

Wren moaned sleepily, giving my length a little squeeze where it was buried inside him.

I shifted my hips. They were stiff and cold from our position, but I was too preoccupied by the rest to care.

Wren moaned softly and without even lifting his head, he started to move, trying to get more friction.

Unable to take the tired wiggles, I gripped him and rolled him onto his back.

He landed flat, never losing my cock from where it was nestled, his eyes still closed as I started to fuck him properly, thrusting into him until he was gasping and moaning, unable to bite back the pleasured sounds.

I watched the ecstatic frown on his face, and parted pink lips that were too much to resist. When my mouth pressed to his in a wet, open-mouthed kiss, he returned it just as hungrily. He always felt so fucking good, but this felt even better than usual somehow. More free, more desperate... fuck.

I came, realizing what was happening, my groggy brain finally clearing.

But Wren's sleep fuzzed body needed more time, so I bent over him, took his length down my throat and sucked him while my fingers delved into him, bringing him over the edge.

"Wow," Wren gasped, still catching his breath as I stretched out next to him, panting.

Then his gaze sought out my cock knowingly.

When he saw that I was still hard, he looked at my face, searching it before biting his lip.

"You're going into heat," he said softly. "I guess there isn't much time for the other thing after all."

I frowned at that.

"What do you mean, the other thing?" I asked. "What have you been trying to do, exactly?"

Wren shrugged, but I pressed.

"You didn't say why you've been wanting to stretch me so much."

He let out a sigh.

"It's for something I think you'll like. Something we'll both like..."

Before I could process that, he rolled onto his side, reaching out to trace the underside of my hard cock with his fingertips until I was shivering, ready to fuck or be fucked all over again.

"Let's talk about this after we get you in bed with an alpha, okay?" he suggested.

"Now?" I asked, stiffening. "But it's just starting. We have time."

Wren frowned, not meeting my gaze.

"I don't think it's a good idea to be in heat here," he admitted. "At least, not for now."

I swallowed, all the tension over our situation returning to me tenfold.

"Let's get dressed," I said.

Together, we ended up walking the streets by the time the sun was properly breeching the sky.

With my body temperature up, I was colder than I should have been, but didn't want to go into any of the cafes we usually visited in case it was full of alphas ready to give me a hard time.

Wren was right, of course, I needed to get this heat dealt with fast, but normally, I didn't end up in bed with someone else until I was desperate.

Right now, I was just mildly horny and a bit feverish. It felt like cheating to find a different person to fuck me when Wren was right here at my side.

"Give me a second," he suddenly said, and then leaned in for a quick kiss, pressing his lips to my cheek even though we were right out on a main street.

I glanced around, cheeks heating with pleasure as he went into the building next to us.

Looking up at it, I was surprised to see that he had gone into the Belfort hotel.

My heart sank. This was where we usually got rooms for heat with an unknown alpha. It was where all the prostitutes went too. You could pay by the hour if you wanted to, or stay the night, but I would rather be outside than sleeping on bed bugs.

Was he already booking a room for me? Surely there was no need to rush this much.

I pushed the door open, peeking inside to see Wren putting down the phone at the front desk and thanking the receptionist for letting him use it.

Turning toward the door and catching me watching him, he froze and gave me a bashful look as though he'd just been caught doing something bad.

"What were you doing?" I asked, the moment he was outside.

Grudgingly, he pulled a scrap of paper from his pocket and held it out to me.

I took it, opening it to see that a phone number had been written across the note page in neat, clean handwriting.

Immediately I knew whose number it was.

I looked up at Wren, shaking my head.

"You're joking."

"He was nice," Wren argued, shrugging and suddenly my heart was racing.

"You like him," I said.

Fear dripped off my voice and suddenly, Wren was holding me, kissing me.

"No," he insisted. "Not more than you. I love you Manny. I'm crazy about you."

I tried to pull back, but he kept me in his arms and wouldn't stop kissing me and whispering sweet words against my lips, my neck, my ears.

"You're everything to me. I could never be without you. I love you so much Manny. I just want to come with you. I don't want to send you off alone. He'll let me come. Please don't be upset."

Finally, I felt like I could breathe again as his words worked their magic.

In fact, I understood. I hadn't been able to let him go without me the last time and my heat was getting stronger by the moment.

"Chase was nice," Wren reminded me again. "He didn't push us. He let us be together..."

I found myself nodding and Wren let out a relieved sigh.

"You're starting to pour pheromones," he murmured.

I nodded again because I was already feeling it intensifying. My cock was so hard it ached, but that was nothing compared to the emptiness I felt, how badly I wanted to be filled.

"How long until he gets here?"

"He said he was on his way. I'm not sure what part of the city he's coming from though."

"Hey."

The gruff voice in my ear was barely enough warning before I was suddenly yanked by the arm out of Wren's embrace.

I was swung around by a large hand, my body smacking into an alpha's chest. I looked up at his unfamiliar face. His scent enveloped me.

I bit back a moan, even as I tried to yank free.

"What the hell are you doing with an omega? You need an alpha, baby," he said grinning down at me.

"He's already waiting for someone," Wren argued, trying to pull me free.

I was little help, powerless to fight him off properly because his pheromones were filled with promise.

I leaned into him.

"Manny!" Wren chastised, and I shook myself, shoving the alpha.

He didn't move of course, he was far too big, but I stumbled back, just out of his reach.

Wren caught me, quickly trying to pull me away, but the alpha was angry now. He leaped forward with a growl, catching me by both arms and snarling.

"You're standing outside the Belfort in heat. That means you want an alpha. I found you first."

I shrank, unable to meet his angry gaze especially because he was right. That was what it would look like to anyone and then suddenly another alpha's rage enveloped me, making me shrink down even more.

For a long moment, nothing was said.

When I chanced a glance up, the strange alpha holding me wasn't looking at me anymore. His gaze was fixed over my shoulder. When I looked back, Chase was standing there like a knight in shining armour, practically dripping with anger.

"I believe they said they're already waiting for someone."

For another tense moment the alpha didn't release me, then with a frustrated growl, he shoved me roughly away, sending me stumbling into Chase.

He caught me with those large hands and didn't release me, instead, he pulled me close and tucked me protectively under his arm.

And I'd thought that other alpha smelled good. Holy hell, Chase was divine. Once more I was completely taken by the desire to let him take over and lead me wherever he wanted me to go. And this time, that didn't bother me. Nope, the complete opposite in fact. The prospect of not worrying anymore was downright tantalizing.

I let him direct me without thinking, my mind and senses in a haze. A feeling like peace settled over me and suddenly I understood Wren.

Wren!

Stumbling, I swung around, instantly relieved to see that he was still next to me.

He reached out, catching my hand.

Chase waited.

I glanced up, unable to make sense of this alpha who was so different than the others that I had known in my life.

When our gazes caught, his eyes were filled with calm support, just like last time. There was no threat there, no judgment, no superiority.

I came back to him, tucking myself back under his arm where his scent was so strong and comforting.

When we got to his car, he held the back door open and I reluctantly parted from him, going in ahead of Wren.

Chase got into the driver's seat, but before we went anywhere, Wren suddenly clapped a hand to his mouth, his eyes wide, cheeks going beet red.

"I'm pretty sure the last time I was in here I was letting you finger me," he said in shocked amusement.

My cheeks heated in response. At the time, caught up in the moment, I had allowed Wren to have what he needed. Now though, my gaze flew to the front seat where Chase was glancing between us in the mirror, his warm eyes crinkling slightly in amusement.

"You were in a bad state," he said diplomatically.Thenhis eyes fixed on mine. "I'm glad to see I got to you sooner than that this time."

I managed to nod.

He took us to the same hotel we'd been in last time. This time, we went through the front door.

I could feel the valet watching us as we did, and Chase must have sensed my discomfort because he paused, met my eyes with a cool, confident stare and pulled me under his arm again.

I leaned against him, almost trying to hide. I'd never really acknowledged that I could be like this, desperate for protection and a strong arm around me, leading the way so that I didn't need to look where I was going. I hadn't ever known how comforting it could feel.

He booked a room at the front desk like there was nothing unusual happening. For all I knew, this was normal behaviour for a hotelier to witness. Just two omegas, one in heat, and an alpha to take care of them.

"Come on," he said and lead us toward the elevators.

Once inside, my gaze caught Wren's in the mirrored wall.

He smiled reassuringly. Honestly, his lack of concern helped ease any that remained inside me.

I looked between them. I was still tucked against Chase's warm side and Wren's hand was in mine. Being between them felt surreal.

"What are you thinking?" Chase asked.

I shrugged, trying to play it off even though it was useless.

"I'm surprised you showed up so quickly," I said. "Don't you work or anything?"

His eyes glinted.

"I make my own hours."

The elevator door opened, and he led us out, through the corridor to our room. It was a different room than the last one, but when I pulled the curtains back, the view was better, looking out over the downtown from high enough that everything looked clean and beautiful.

Strong arms came around me from behind, pressing me to a huge, hard cock. My breath stuttered and I bucked back accidentally, my body already starting to lose control as my heat intensified.

Chase released a slow breath and his lips brushed against my ear.

"Do you want me now?" he asked. "Or do you want to wait?"

I shut my eyes, trying to think past how good he smelled. My eyes were practically rolling.

Suddenly, Wren's hands joined Chase's, his familiar touch cupping my cheeks made me force my eyes open to meet his heated gaze.

That look in his eyes while I was being held against an alpha's hard cock nearly made my brain shut down and I was aware that he was trying to say something to me, but I couldn't help cutting him off with a kiss I was desperate for.

I could feel his smile against my lips, but he returned my affection, kissing me back until I had to pull back for air and then he chuckled breathlessly.

"I was going to suggest we all use the jacuzzi again," he said, gaze flickering uncertainly to Chase.

I felt Chase nod behind me, and he reached out, as though he couldn't resist, running a hand through Wren's wavy strawberry hair.

"If Usman is up for it," he said.

I hated being so out of control and even though some omegas embraced being in heat, I always clung to my rational side as long as I could.

"Yeah," I finally said, forcing the words out. "That sounds nice."

We all went to the washroom where the guys undressed me together.

Maybe it was obvious that I was quickly losing myself, that Chase's scent was sending me over the edge.

I heard his breath hitch when my pants slipped down my hips. The moment we climbed into the warm water, he pulled my back to his broad chest again, holding me to him.

Wren lowered in front of me, just as hard as me and Chase, even though my pheromones didn't affect him that way. But he didn't need that to get turned on by me.

Lathering the hotel soap all over his hands, he began to run them over me. Chase joined in, touching us both, a low growl reverberating through his chest almost like a purr.

"Fuck," he murmured. "You two..."

His lips suddenly pressed to my earlobe, biting gently.

"I must have done something right in a past life," he mused.

I couldn't respond anymore and just let them both touch me, nearly losing control under their slippery hands and soft lips.

It started to push from pleasure into an ache though, my heat swiftly taking my body from want to desperate need. Soon it would hurt, and I didn't want that either, so I arched back against Chase's cock, dragging my hole against it, unable to find words for a moment.

"This is too much for me," I moaned. Or not enough. It was hard to say.

Chase groaned into my ear and Wren moved to help me, lifting me by the hips. As soon as Chase's cock butted against my entrance, a satisfaction filled me. Like my body wanted to yell, finally! as I sank down, stretching around him.

He groaned deeply into my ear and even the sounds he made, so masculine and sexy fed into my desire.

"Yes," Wren whispered. "Take him Manny."

His hands were still exploring me, his lips on my heated skin, and sometimes on Chase's too but somehow that didn't bother me. When his fist closed around my cock it was all too much.

I let out a guttural cry, unable to stop myself from coming. Wren and Chase, both held me while I did, Chase continuing to moan in my ears as my body clenched around him.

Without being knotted, without Chase swollen inside me, there was no way it was over yet, but coming now, with him buried deep helped to take the edge of pain off, and all that remained was blinding pleasure.