23. Erin

Chapter twenty-three

Erin

I inhale the hot mocha scent from the cup I’m holding and take a sip. It’s made perfectly. It helps that Shane has this place decked out with every device money can buy. The coffee machine is my god, though. I will worship at its shiny stainless steel altar.

I’m leaning on the huge, white granite kitchen island, experiencing nirvana, when Finn walks in. His expression is strangely fixed, and he gets into the fridge and pulls out whipped cream, turns, and walks off without even acknowledging me.

What the fuck?

Finn is always polite. Manners should be his middle name. I stand up and stare after him. Have I done something wrong?

Ten minutes later, I’ve convinced myself it’s all in my head when Bray comes out. He bounds to the fridge and grabs some strawberries. He then turns, even though I’m right there, and stalks off.

I let out a frustrated snarl.

I know I haven’t had a fight with anyone.

I pad after them and find them sitting in the media room, watching a huge movie. Finn draws a pattern on Locke’s chest with whipped cream and then licks it off.

My body throbs just watching it. I want to go in there and join in, but there is that niggling feeling that something is not right.

Bray dips a strawberry in the trail of cream and holds it up in offering to Locke.

“Perfect,” he purrs after he’s swallowed.

I fold my arms over my chest and wait. He leans forward and lets out this purring sentence that sends sizzles down my spine. The urge to obey drives me, but I push that aside and watch as Shane gets up and walks out, passing me silently.

I walk into the room and stand in front of the screen and the blanket nest Locke has created.

“Locke Raines, are you able to purr people into doing what you want?” The shock makes my voice far too loud.

He blinks up at me, his eyes huge but dilated like he’s high. Judging from the vanilla in the room, he is high as a kite on his heat, which has just started.

“Stand up, Omega,” I growl, putting a bit of bark into it.

He sulkily slumps. “Join me,” he purrs.

FUCK ME! I knew it! I was waiting for it! I was not prepared for it.

The urge to kneel before him almost breaks my knee caps. Only my sheer will keeps me on my feet.

“Stand up!” I snap, and the bark gives him no leeway. The relief is instant.

He whines. “Alpha.”

“Did you think you were going to get away with that?” I ask and grab his wrist, pulling him after me. Finn, Bray, and Locke need some air for the command to dissipate.

I pull him towards his nest, and his eyes drop to it, lingering over all the fluffy, nice things he’s collected.

Vanilla scorches the air, making it hard to breathe and think straight.

I walk around him, running my hands over his chest and back. His skin trembles beneath my fingers. I approach him from behind, mouthing the skin.

“Oh, Locke, you have so many secrets. Why are you purring your alphas and beta into good little puppets?”

“They laughed at me and made me eat!” Locke sulks.

My Locke, the logical, perfect companion, has gone. Instead, a sulking, whining omega is present.

My hands slip around his waist, and I push down his sweatpants. His cock is soaking in slick, weeping copious amounts of the fluid.

“You’re in heat, Omega.”

He whines and thrusts his hips towards me.

I shake my head, trying to clear it, and step back. “Hands on the window, ass out,” I growl.

He throws me a saucy look but does as I say. Not that he has a choice. I bite my lip, studying the perfect globes of his ass.

I approach and pull my hand back. I watch his eyes in the window. They widen, darken.

My hand cracks across his ass. I pull it back and hit him three more times.

“Don’t do it again,” I growl and grip the red flesh, squeezing hard. He’s panting, shaking.

“I won’t!” he shouts.

I deliver five more smacks to the other side and then squeeze that cheek. I’m still for a moment, and then I reach between his cheeks and stroke his hole. Slick runs out, and when I put a little pressure, my finger slips in.

“I’m going to buy a toy to fuck your ass, one day, Locke. Do you want that?”

He whimpers. “Yes, please!”

I push my finger all the way inside. “How much do you want me to?”

His head thrashes.

I slip another finger in and start fucking him slowly, watching in absolute obsessive desire as my fingers get swallowed up by the wet heat of him. His slick covers my hand, running down his leg, his pants echo around the room, the most erotic soundtrack of my life.

I reluctantly pull my fingers out.

“Good boy, now, turn around, lean on the glass and lock your legs.”

I drop to my knees and look up at him. This is a great angle, I love this angle. I lick his inner thigh. His legs tremble, and I’m not entirely certain he’s going to be able to hold himself up. It will be fun to find out.

I take his erection in my hand, stroking slowly as I lean in and lick his balls. He shouts, and a little bit of slick surges out of the tip of his cock, dribbling down over my fingers.

Fuck.

I draw my tongue up his shaft and use the tip of my tongue to trace over his veins.

My omega begs.

Begging me for more. For relief. The bond throbs between us. I wonder if he knows what I’m feeling right now.

I’m never, ever going to forget that sound. His sobbing breath calling my name, his fingers deep in my hair, holding me to his cock, the scent of vanilla in my nose and on my tongue. The hot rod of flesh pressing against my lips, slipping into my mouth and down my throat. I’m merciless in my slow pace, drawing out every second of pleasure. I want him boneless.

I’ve just engulfed him when I hear a savage growl behind me. Bray glides towards us and grabs Locke’s chin.

“That was a dirty, dirty trick,” Bray snarls.

He whispers in Locke’s ear, and then Locke is gasping, his body stiffening. Cum fills my mouth, and I swallow, again and again, until our omega is a rag doll.

I pull my mouth off his hard, pulsating cock and sit on my heels, grinning up at Bray.

“I want to hear what you just said. Share with the class, Bray.”

Bray shakes his head and leans down, sticking his tongue in my mouth, tasting our omega on me.

“Get on the mattress, both of you.”

I turn and find a naked Shane and Finn. Both are intent on Locke, but they don’t look happy at all.

“Locke, I have a bone to pick with you,” Finn grumbles and catches the omega by the hips as he tumbles to the mattress. Within seconds, they are wrapped around each other, limbs entwined. Finn seems to be so lost in Locke that he forgets how mad he is.

“He can fucking bark us!” Shane grumbles.

“No, it’s not a bark, it’s more subtle, it’s a purr. You have to be relaxed and willing,” I say absently, my gaze is fixed on the writhing couple.

“An omega purr? I’ve never heard of such a thing.”

“I’ve never heard of an omega hiding what he is this long, either, yet, he did it. Locke is exceptional.”

Shane is trembling, and I realise he’s struggling with it. I reach out and draw him to the single seat.

“Shane, it wasn’t intentional. I think his emotions got the better of him, the heat started, and he just acted. Protective instinct.”

Shane growls, a sound of frustration and rage. I straddle him and lean in, kissing him deeply.

“He’s happy now, see, look how happy he is, Alpha,” I murmur against his lips.

In five seconds flat, he’s shifted my weight and clothing and impaled me. When I lift my head, the Shane that lives in the rut has returned. He grabs my hips and moves me, fucking me on him.

It’s so damn hot, I let out my own whimper.

He reaches out and tears the dress from me, throwing the scraps away. His mouth finds my breast, and he sucks hard.

I cry out and as I glance around, I spot Bray watching us intently.

So hot , he mouths.

I crook my finger, and he comes over to me, his mouth slamming against mine and then pulling away so he can kiss Shane.

Finn comes with a roar, and that sound sets me off. I tighten suddenly around the gigantic cock inside me, convulsing and twitching as my release washes through me.

“So pretty,” Bray whispers.

Shane doesn’t let me up, he keeps fucking, and I feel his knot. I grind on it, and it sends sparks of pleasure through me.

Bray winks, and with a stroke down my spine, he leaves us. I hear Locke cry out not long after, and the sound of fucking starts, flesh slapping against flesh.

Shane grips my hips with bruising intensity and then matches us with Bray’s movements.

My eyes widen as I listen to my whines and Locke’s synchronizing.

He narrows his eyes and pulls me down, faster and harder.

“Shane!” I protest, but he ignores me.

I come again, but he doesn’t stop. The slapping of flesh speeds up. Bray pants, Locke whines. Shane growls.

He fucks me through the orgasm and keeps going, faster, harder, until Locke screams.

Bray snarls at the exact same time as Shane, and then Shane is holding me tight, his body twitching as he slams me down onto his cock. The pressure of his knot against my sensitive flesh sends another orgasm violently tearing through me. I hold on to him, panting, feeling him twitch inside me.

“Shane,” I whisper.

He growls, his eyes almost black. I’m lifted off him and passed gently, like I’m precious, into Finn’s arms, and then Shane circles Bray and Locke. Like a hungry shark. His massive erect cock gripped in one fist. He drops in front of Locke, who is on his hands and knees, and pushes his cock into the omega’s mouth.

“Taste your alpha. Taste her pleasure,” Shane murmurs, and fucking hell, my brain explodes. My cheeks heat even as my core clenches, clamping on the cock that isn’t there.

“You’re a good little cocksucker, aren’t you, Omega? A greedy ass that wants more knots. You want her lock, too, don’t you? A female alpha can lock you. Do you know that? Has she done it before?”

Locke lets out a long whine and thrusts back against Bray, causing the alpha to hiss.

“A knot and a lock. How does that sound, you greedy little thing?”

Locke sobs and tries to reach for Shane’s cock, but he pulls it away.

Bray pulls his knot free and falls back on the mattress, blinking up at the ceiling. “That was incredible.”

“Wasn’t it?” Finn says and strokes my arms.

I’m not really listening. I’m watching as Shane reclines on the pillows and pulls Locke up on him. The omega is laying on his back on the alpha. Shane grips Locke under the knees and then that massive cock slips inside. I watch the stretch, my mouth wide open.

That is impressive and so hot. Locke doesn’t need to move. Shane does it for him, thrusting up and manipulating Locke’s body up and down. He reaches around and grabs Locke’s weeping cock, stroking it until the omega is crying out.

I don’t realise I’ve whimpered until Finn buries his fingers between my legs and starts fingering me.

“You like watching Shane break our omega?” Finn whispers. “I do, too. I keep wondering what it feels like. Does it feel good? Does it hurt? Shane just manhandles you guys into positions. What is that like?”

“You want to try it?” I ask in shock.

There’s a moment of hesitation while Finn’s eyes find Bray, and then the smallest sound of assent.

My mind explodes. Finn wants to be fucked.

Hell yes!

“Let's find out.” I look at the alpha laying there watching the fucking couple. “Bray? Finn wants to be fucked.”

Bray’s sleepy, exhausted gaze turns razor sharp. Deadly. Intent.

“I can help with that.”

I shudder at the delicious sound of the alpha's promise.

Finn’s fingers are frozen inside me, but that doesn’t deter Bray. “Now, we’re going to do this the fun way.”

“Oh?” I ask curiously.

“You’re going to lay on your back and let me do this while Erin sits on your face.”

Finn’s expression turns molten. He reluctantly pulls his fingers free, and a second later, spits out a curse when Brayson pulls him flat on his back.

I kneel over Finn’s face, facing towards Bray, and watch as the alpha sets to seducing our beta.

Finn gasps into my cunt when Bray sucks Finn’s hard dick. I lower myself and feel Finn’s tentative tongue reach out and stroke me.

His hands travel up to grip my thighs, and then he lifts his head and starts licking voraciously like a starving man.

“Sit on his face, Erin,” Bray snarls.

I glance down at my body, there is a lot of me. “I might-”

“Sit on your beta’s face. If he dies, he’ll die a happy beta. Give the man what he wants,” Bray snaps and delivers it with a command I’m not expecting.

Before I can stop myself, I’m sitting down, and Finn’s groaning into my cunt. His arms so tightly wrapped around my thighs I can barely move.

Finn might not have skill, but he’s enthusiastic, and it’s Finn. It’s all the turn on I need, and boy, does he learn fast. His tongue laps at me and flicks my clit, getting me close and then changing pace, moving the goalposts.

Every now and then, Bray does something, and I get to watch a whole body shudder go over the adorable beta. But then Bray lifts Finn’s legs and presses in, gently, carefully sliding into our beta.

I let out a whimper as I clench.

I try to lift off Finn, but his arms lock around me, and he drags me onto his face. He grabs my clit and sucks hard.

I lean forward, shocked, surprised, and unable to function past the pleasure that is streaking lightning bolts through my brain.

Bray kisses me hard, then goes back to slowly stroking his dick in and out of Finn.

Finn cries out, the sound smothered by my pussy. He licks me from clit to ass and then buries his tongue inside me.

“Finn,” I groan. “Oh, fuck! I’m so close.”

I don’t know if he hears me or not, but he applies more pressure to my clit, and I scream.

Everything goes white and hazy, but when I come back, Finn is slowly lapping at my tingling, over-sensitive pussy, with his arms still trapping me to him.

“Erin, off,” Bray growls out.

I pull myself free, and Bray flattens himself on the beta and kisses him hard.

“I’m going to mess you up so hard, golden boy,” Bray whispers. “You’re never going to want to go back.”

I turn and find Shane and Locke staring at us. Shane has knotted Locke, and our omega is whimpering, staring at us. His eyes are huge. He looks completely fucked up.

My hunger returns more fierce than before. I crawl towards him, my breasts swaying. Locke watches me approach with wide eyes.

“Now, about that lock,” I purr and climb up onto his body.

Shane chuckles darkly.

I sink down onto my omega, feeling a sense of rightness settle in my blood. Everything in my world that has been missing is found in this moment. Every wasted moment, every lonely hour, every empty romance vanishes because it all brought me to this. To him.

My destiny. My fate. My omega.

“I am yours,” I say to Locke, the raw words the most truthful thing I’ve ever said. And then I ride him until he comes, and I lock my omega to me. Holding him in me. Keeping him for me.

Maybe not forever, but for now.

My omega.

Knotted and locked.