19. Ella

Chapter 19

Ella

A fter spending a few hours alone in the nest to get a feel for my new bed springs, Brody and I hauled in the swag that we bought from the store.

I can’t believe it; I have a nest!

One given to me by an Alpha…

An Alpha once devoted to the Omega at my side as he helps me place my weapons on the wall.

One side has hooks for my knives, and how did Kellen know…

Knives were always mine and Alastor’s thing, and it seems the redheaded Alpha is learning.

He is getting a feel for me, realizing I am not a soft-hearted Omega after all, and I’m grateful.

But it’s still hard.

Without the risk of sounding like a broken record, I am still scarred…

And scars don’t heal that quickly. They take time.

Still, there’s no missing the rack for combs by the small vanity section too, and it seems he has put a bit of himself in my nest after all.

I never knew there were so many kinds of combs and brushes, ones with wide teeth and others with narrowed teeth.

I bet the Alpha would blow a casket if he realized that Brody was handling sharp objects and putting them on my wall, but he is respecting our wishes and giving us space.

I am soaking up every second I can get with my Omega, and right now, he is all mine.

No one else’s.

The Alphas can weep their hearts out.

“There, I think that should do it,” Brody sighs as he climbs down the small step ladder.

That’s right. A built-in ladder.

Kellen is kind of a genius. In his own way.

He knew someone short like me would need the ladder.

Brody wipes off his hands, and now we both step back to admire my nest.

While there are sharp objects on the wall, everything else is soft.

Not only do I have nineteen pillows, but twenty, as per the instructions given by Brody’s Omega Representative, Felicia.

It must be nice to have help with being an Omega because I’m still clueless.

I bet many Omegas don’t even have knife racks.

There are only four on the wall for now, and they’re all tightly secured.

While Kellen was eager to cater to my wishes, he still ensured that we’d be safe.

Good, because I don’t think Eggnog has any self-preservation skills.

Eggnog being my new cat, of course. Alastor’s gift to me.

The cat has rubbed nearly every surface in the nest, and now his vanilla and sunshine scent is everywhere.

Kellen will be pissed. He and the cat are at odds, and I got the vibe that he was jealous of Eggnog when he left earlier.

The cat has certainly made himself at home, and he has already done three zoomies.

At the moment, he sits up on the windowsill, gazing out at the world, and Kellen even installed a window in here.

No wonder there was so much ruckus going on.

Brody pulls out the little laser from his pocket and runs it up and down the wall, and the cat’s ears prick up instantly.

“Get the laser, Eggnog.”

The cat jumps down from the window, and how he even got up on the high window is anyone’s guess.

He's an older kitten, at least four months, so his legs are longer.

Eggnog chases the laser, and he even manages to climb halfway up the wall with his claws, and I guess that answers how he got up on the windowsill.

I hope he doesn’t have any ideas about climbing up the weapon’s wall, and we’re going to have to supervise him whenever he’s in here.

At least until he’s grown and learned some self-preservation skills.

Brody and I laugh as he chases after the small red light, and that’s when there comes a knock on the door outside the bedroom.

Brody hands me the laser and opens the closet door. “Who is it?”

“It’s Captain Hook, coming to see his Tinkerbell…”

My cheeks blush when I hear Alastor’s voice, and he really won’t let that whole pirate/fairy thing go.

He's obsessed.

I guess he is living up to the villain archetype, but I don’t see him as quite the villain anymore.

Brody rolls his eyes. “No, because she already has her Peter Pan, so fuck off, Alastor.”

“Peter Pan?” I ask.

Brody looks at me and shrugs. “I guess Tinkerbell had a thing for him.”

I smile and continue playing with Eggnog.

Alastor chuckles. “Oh, Peter Pan is very much free to join us…”

Ugh, what a creep.

“Yeah, well, the boy who never grew up did, in fact, grow up, Alastor, so get lost. I’m more than man enough to please her. Besides, you’re too early.”

That’s right. Alastor won the challenge at the store, so he gets to join us in the nest for the first night.

This should be fun.

“He can come in, Brody, he’s earned it.”

The Omega looks back at me longingly, and I see what this is.

He just wants me all to himself.

“If it’s what you wish, Ella…”

Before he goes to let the Alpha in, I grip his arm and smirk.

He hikes up a brow.

“Don’t worry. We can make him watch.”

A matching smirk curves the corners of Brody’s own lips, and now he opens the door for the closet, letting the Alpha into the room.

“What the fuck?”

Confused, I come around the door, snorting when I see Alastor.

He's wearing the pirate hat and the hook he got from the store, and when he sees me, he raises his hooked hand.

“Arrr! There she be… Tinkerbell!”

The wings hang from his hook, and he’s certainly very bold.

“She’s not wearing those, Alastor, and get that stupid hat off.”

Alastor slumps. “But it’s fun to roleplay.”

The Omega sighs, stepping aside. “Fine. Whatever. Wear the stupid hat. Just stop with the shitty pirate talk.”

“Thanks, Pan.”

“Stop it! I’m not Peter Pan… I grew up!”

“You sure did…” he purrs, looking Brody up and down, and the Omega throws up his arms.

“Only you would turn a kid’s story into some creepy sex thing, pervert!”

The Alpha continues to chuckle as he comes into the nest, and his eyes widen when he looks at the weapons wall.

“Nice. I’m surprised. Never thought Kellen would pull through.”

“He did a good job, Alastor. You’re free to admit," Brody says as he comes behind me, pushing me to his chest.

I still play with Eggnog and when the red dot lands on his paw, he chirps, hopping on his back legs.

“So, you given him a name yet?” Alastor asks, inclining his head at the cat.

“Yeah, Eggnog,” I reply.

The Alpha grins. “Good name.”

Now I move the laser in a circle, and Eggnog chases it over and over, never getting dizzy.

Brody hugs me closer. “It may be best Eggnog leaves for this, Ella.”

He's right. Eggnog is still a baby, and he shouldn’t be around for what is about to happen.

“Call Kellen. He’s on cat-sitting duties,” Brody tells Alastor.

Alastor grins. “Oh, he will love that. Kellen!”

The Alpha is upstairs in a heartbeat, and he really is a big goofy retriever. “I’m here! And what the fuck are you wearing?”

He gives Alastor a dirty look. Alastor just waves his hooked hand at him, and that shit-eating grin doesn’t let up once.

Brody picks up Eggnog, handing him to Kellen. “You mind Eggnog, Kellen.”

The Alpha deflates. “But… I thought…”

Brody’s eyes flare. Then he shakes his head. “Not tonight I’m afraid, Kellen.”

God, poor Kellen. I almost feel bad, but this is how it has to be.

One step at a time.

I’m sure I will come to forgive Kellen, but… just not yet.

In time.

“Fine. I can take care of the cat,” he concedes, carrying the cat out of the room, and Eggnog surprisingly goes with him.

He doesn’t hiss at him once, and maybe the cat has realized that the Alpha is not a threat.

Brody croons, patting his shoulder. “That’s a good Kellen. Well, guess we will see you soon.”

The Omega shuts the door after him, and I’m surprised at Brody.

He really does find it hard to let things go, but I think it has more with him wanting me all to himself.

“Now, were where we?”

His eyes find mine, and they turn molten as he steps closer, taking me in his arms.

He kisses me passionately, and Alastor stops breathing. When Brody massages his tongue with mine, the Alpha groans, cursing his hooked hand when he reaches down to his pants.

Brody smirks against my mouth. “I bet you’re regretting that hook now, hey, Captain. ”

Damn. The way he breathes captain. It even makes me wet.

It makes Alastor harder.

“Shit! No… I must stay in character…”

“Shame you picked the right hand,” Brody laughs.

Alastor gripes, and it looks like he dug himself a grave.

“You stay there, Alastor, and watch while I pleasure my Omega…”

His Omega.

Maybe Brody needs to learn a thing or two about sharing, too.

But he gets a pass.

Because he's mine, too.

“Though, you can hand over those wings.” Brody's eyes burn, and my heart pounds.

Alastor winces as he’s sporting a major hard-on, and he hands Brody the wings.

Brody gazes up at me expectantly, biting his lip, and how could I resist?

With a look at Alastor over my shoulder, I start slipping off my clothes until I’m in nothing but my bra and panties, and both men freeze as they take in my body.

“Holy fucking ghost balls…” Alastor whispers, still trying to grip his cock with his hook, and good luck with that.

When I try on the wings, the soul leaves Alastor’s eyes as his pupils zero in on me, his prey.

A low growl sounds in his chest, but when he tries to step closer, Brody gets in front of me.

“No, you stay by the wall. You don’t get to touch, Alastor. Just watch.”

The Alpha’s chest heaves as his eyes don’t leave me. It just so happens that I wore matching green underwear for the wings, and I guess I knew what he was planning with that nefarious mind.

Now he is the one being played with, and I suppose he has become my little toy.

I’m going to have fun with him.

The Alpha retreats, and now he uses his left hand to unzip, and I get an eyeful off that big cock.

Shit. Maybe we should let him join.

But no…

This is just about me and Brody.

No Alphas allowed.

Finally, I push Brody down onto the mattress, and now I straddle his hips, keeping my back to the Alpha who continues to play with himself.

Brody’s has practically melted into an Omega puddle.

After all, tonight is the night he is going to enter me.

I decided that I wanted an audience for my first time and that one of the Alphas should watch.

Not for revenge per se.

I just thought it would be hot. I’m not a soft Omega, and I guess I’m a bit of an exhibitionist after all.

Running my fingernails down Brody’s sculpted chest, an excited thrill shudders down his body, and then his eyes meet mine.

There’s a dark promise for me in those eyes…

Make the Alpha pay.

Alastor has more than made amends, and while it may be petty, I need this to heal.

Because it’s not just Alastor sitting there; it’s Kellen, and Theo, too.

They’re all one unit right now as I impale myself on Brody’s hard cock, sliding down.

A strangled snarl sounds behind me, but I don’t turn around, I only keep my gaze on Brody’s. Then I push, and he meets my thrusts.

When I slip out and slam back down his length again, claiming him with my pussy, he almost comes.

He's teetering on the edge. So, I pull out and thrust yet again, helping him climb, and his body coils up tight like a spring, ready to release.

“Fuck, Ella…”

His hands search my body, and I throw my head back and groan when he palms my tits, squeezing and pulling my nipples.

They peak beneath his grip and lights flicker in the corners of my eyes as I chase my own release.

Almost.

I hope Captain Hook is in for a show.

I’m finally aware of his jerking and growling behind me, and it looks as if he found a way to wank off with that hook after all.

Still, my eyes are only for Brody, and when the moment finally comes, we gaze into each other’s eyes, coming apart at last.

My pussy squeezes his cock, milking him dry, and he shudders and jerks his hips into mine.

Skin slaps skin, and the sound is soothing in the nest as I feel those green eyes boring into my winged back the whole time.

The wings flap with my thrusts, and I guess Tinkerbell went and got herself some after all.

Thank goodness I was already wet enough for this. I barely even felt the pinch when I stabbed myself on Brody’s cock, and for the first time, I’m glad to be an Omega.

I bet there are all kinds of things I can fit in this hole of mine, and I can’t wait for Brody to try it out.

When we’re done, we lay still for some time, catching our breath.

Brody looks over my shoulder, stifling a snort. I follow his gaze.

Fuck. Alastor is a mess. Literally.

He got his cum everywhere, and I lick my lips, wondering what that cum tastes like.

I crook my finger, beckoning him over. “Get over here…”

The Alpha’s eyes widen, and he’s at my side in an instant.

Lucky for me and Brody, Kellen installed some straps on the bed, and he really is quite insightful.

So now Brody and I tie the Alpha up, and once we’re finished, the Omega lays back, waiting for me to take his Alpha.

I’m going to take him for everything he’s worth.