Chapter 12

Nova

Peeking out the living room window, I groan when I see that all of Will’s hard work shovelling is lost. Last night’s flurries have left everything covered in a fresh few inches of snow.

All that work for nothing, I guess. I’m starting to think we’re going to be stuck in here for a hell of a lot longer than I thought.

A soft meow has me looking away from the window. Duchess is at my feet, rubbing against my leg.

“Hey, sweetie. You hungry?” I coo. She looks up at me and lets out the loudest meow, making me laugh. “Alright, let’s go see what we can get for you.”

Scooping her up in my arms, I take her to the kitchen and feed her some of the canned wet cat food that was left behind. There’s not many, so I’ve been trying to make each can last. Thankfully, she’s still so tiny and doesn’t eat much.

Once Duchess is chowing away on her food, I get to work and make mine.

Everyone seems to still be sleeping, the only sounds in the house are me and the cat.

I left Ian snoring away in my bed. Not going to lie, I’ve had some of the best sleep the past few nights, since he's started sleeping with me. Something about his scent soothes me.

I have no plans of telling him that though.

Sitting down at the table, I eat the fried egg and toast I’ve made for myself. My attention gets drawn to the basement door.

I stare at it the whole time, wondering what Nick does down there. I know all of their stolen product is kept there, but there's got to be something else that keeps him entertained.

Fuck it. He’s sleeping. I could be down and back up in minutes.

Finishing up my food, I put my dirty plate in the sink and grab Duchess, putting her safely in the living room. With her belly full, she curls up in a ball and goes right to sleep.

“Shut up,” I hiss at the stairs as they creak with every step I take down. As if they’re trying to alert the crazy Alpha to what I’m up to.

The cold chill hits me as soon as I get to the bottom of the stairs. Shivering, I run my hands up and down my arms to keep myself warm.

“Huh,” I murmur as I step deeper into the basement. “Not what I expected.” It’s nothing magnificent or anything, but the basement isn’t as dark and dreary as I thought it might be.

The snow covers the window, so the only light down here is the one I turned on at the top of the stairs. It’s enough to illuminate the room.

It’s pretty bare for the most part. On one side there’s boxes and boxes stacked pretty much to the ceiling, filling up most of the basement.

Curiosity fills me, and I go over and take a look. Like I expected, most of the stuff here is expensive electronics. Things like gaming systems, phones, laptops. My brows jump when I see a few boxes from high end clothing and jewellery stores.

My hands itch to take a peek.

Biting my lip, I think better of it and head back over to the other side of the room.

Why is there a desk and chair? And why does that desk have a laptop on it?

Looking up the stairs and taking a moment to listen for any sounds, I take a seat at the desk and open the laptop.

To my surprise, it lights up, already on. And not only is it on, it’s signed in. “Porn.” I snort when I see the image on the page. “Why am I not surprised?”

Has Mr. Big Bad Alpha been down here slapping the salami like a teenage boy?

Part of me hopes my scent has been driving him crazy to the point he needed relief.

Is he down here jerking off to the thought of me and all the things he wishes he could do to me?

He acts like he hates me, and I believe he does, but he also wants to fuck me. I see that look in his eyes, like it’s taking everything in him to hold himself back from giving in to what he wants.

Would he do it? Would he take me if I pushed him hard enough?

We’ve been bickering back and forth for days now. I know I’m playing with fire, this Alpha clearly isn’t safe. Yet, I find myself wanting to see how far I can push him.

Whatever video he was watching, it’s paused on a blank screen, about a half hour into an hour long video. Damn. An hour? Sure, I can go that long during my heats, but Trip couldn’t last more than ten minutes tops. And that was on a good day.

Safe to say, I used a lot of toys during my past heats.

Will this be the first one I don’t need any assistance? Will Ian be able to handle my high sex drive? I wonder if they have any sex toys in that pile of stuff; he’s going to need help somehow, I'm sure of it. Yes, he’s an Alpha, he’s made for this, but most Omega’s need a pack to satisfy them.

Things between me and Will have shifted into... something. Would he be willing to help?

Scrolling down, I read the description of the video he was watching. My brows pull together.

“What the fuck,” I whisper.

The description reads: Omega gets fucked by savage Alphas. Bound and gagged.

“Someone’s into kinky shit,” I murmur and scroll back up. Making sure the volume is down low, I hit play.

Now I know why the screen was blank. As the video picks up, I see that they’re outside in the dark, in what looks to be a forest.

There’s an omega tied and gagged like the description showed. She has tears running down her cheeks, as an Alpha pins her down. He fucks her like an animal. Her muffled screams and moans mix with his grunts and growls.

Then the Alpha speaks. “That's it. Take it. Take my fucking cock you dirty little slut. God, you’re so fucking needy for me. You like it when I use you like the whore Omega you are, don’t you? Your fucking slick is gushing around my cock. You're so fucked up.” He laughs then groans.

There’s a tightness in my stomach that forms, my breathing picking up the more I watch. The sounds, the words, the whole damn video has me wet.

Why the fuck am I wet? This video is fucked up.

And it only gets worse when it shifts to a different scene. The same girl is there, no longer tied up, but now she’s running through the woods.

Shouts and laughs sound around her. She looks panicked, frantic. Then she trips. When she tries to get back up, it’s too late. Someone comes out of the woods. He’s dressed in a mask.

She looks up at him, his naked chest heaving as he moves to loom over her.

“Nowhere to run now, Little Omega.” He chuckles. “You’re mine, you little bitch.”

I’m fully turned on as I watch this Alpha rut into her. She begs him, pleads no, but he does it anyway. She likes it, it’s acting, she has a lot of slick. Those are all the things I tell myself to justify why I’m enjoying this video and what he’s doing to her.

“I can smell your fucking slick from upstairs.” Nick’s voice has me screaming as I slam the laptop shut.

Spinning around, wide eyed and filled with panic, I find him standing at the end of the stairs.

“Nick,” I squeak.

He narrows his eyes. “What the fuck are you doing down here?” he snarls.

“Nothing,” I say a little too quickly.

“Nothing?” he asks, letting out a low, dangerous chuckle. “Didn’t sound like nothing. Sounded like you were watching porn.” He takes a few steps closer. My heart pounds in my chest, blood pumping like crazy. I break out into a sweat.

Fuck. Fucking hell what is he going to do? He wouldn’t hit a girl would he?

“Is fucking my brothers not enough for your greedy little Omega pussy?” he asks, laughing cruelly. “You need porn too? Were you fucking your dripping cunt with your fingers as you watched?”

“No,” I spit back. “All I did was open the laptop. The videos were already there.” My hands tighten around the arms of the chair.

I could get up and run, but he’s blocking the exit. I wouldn’t get very far. I could scream, call for Ian. He'll hear me and help, right? He’s already shown he’s ready to leave his pack for me, he wouldn’t let his brother actually hurt me, right?

“But you watched.” he grins. “You watched and got turned on by whatever was on there. Tell me, Joyrider, what was the Alpha doing to the dirty little whore of an Omega? Was it the video where he tied her up, fucked her while his pack stuffed her every hole. Then they pulled out and came all over her creamy body, showering her in their cum?”

The thought filters through my mind, and damn it, my pussy clenches. Nick’s nostrils flair, smelling just how turned on the idea makes me.

“No.” The word comes out shakily.

“No?” He raises a brow. “Then it must have been the one where the Alpha has her tied to a Saint Andrew's cross, gagged, and at his mercy?”

Holy fucking shit, what kind of porn does this man watch?

The fucked up kind, thats what.

Yet here we go, the idea yet again has me fucking aching. I’m blaming it on my upcoming heat. At this point someone could breathe on me and I’d be turned on. It’s nothing. It means nothing.

I shake my head slowly.

“Then it’s the one where he chases her through the woods, catches her, and fucks her?”

Swallowing hard, I don’t respond. But my silence is answer enough.

“So it was that one.” He grins and it’s sinister at best.

This man is dangerous, I can see it clear as day. He could kill me with his bare hands easily.

But he wouldn’t, would he?

I’m his scent match. He can’t kill me.

Only he could if he wanted to. I know nothing about this man, or the things he’s done in his past. He’s a criminal, an asshole. But is he a monster?

“Tell me, Little Omega,” he muses as he steps closer. My heart races faster. “How does it feel to be a dirty little slut?”

“Fuck you,” I breathe out, my eyes flicking between his, highly aware of his every move.

“You’d like that, wouldn’t you?” He chuckles, stopping just above me.

I lick my lips, chest heaving as he slowly lowers himself to box me in.

Fuck. Fucking fuck!

He leans both his hands on top of mine, pinning them to the arm rests. The pressure he puts on them as he leans forward has me panicking.

“You can’t lie to me, Nova,” he murmurs, bringing his face right in front of mine. My eyes fall closed as I struggle to keep myself in check. I’m so damn scared not knowing what he’s going to do.

“I can fucking smell you. Your pussy ripe and wanting at the idea of all the filthy fucked up things those Alphas did to her.” He runs the tip of his nose up my jaw. I take in a shuddering breath.

“Do you wish it was you being fucked like a whore? Being chased through the woods and at an Alpha’s mercy.”

“No,” I try to say it as strongly as I can, but it comes out as a damn whine. Get it together, Nova.

I’m riding a thin line of fear and arousal. Because I am turned on and I don’t want to be. I don’t want to like what I watched, yet I wish it was me.

“Don’t lie,” he whispers, nipping at my jaw. And I crack, a moan slipping free. He groans low, and deep. “You act like you’re better than us, but you’re just as fucked up inside aren’t you, Omega?” he taunts. “You say you hate Alphas, yet you fucked two of them within a few days of knowing them. You know... third times the charm.”

“I’d rather fuck myself with a rusty dildo than let your dick anywhere near me,” I hiss out.

Wrong thing to say.

He leans back, a sneer on his painfully handsome face. “Listen here, you little bitch.” His hand shoots out, wrapping around my neck.

I gasp, my fight or flight instinct kicking in. My knee comes up hard, right into his balls.

His eyes widen and he lets out a pained groan. As soon as his hand leaves my throat and he drops to his ass on the ground, I take off.

Up and out of the chair, I run up the stairs.

My blood is pumping, my mind a mess.

What do I do? Where do I go?

I know I should turn right and head upstairs to Ian. I should be fucking screaming for his help, but in the heat of the moment, I’m not thinking straight.

So, I turn left and out the damn door.

Not giving a shit about the fact that it’s snowing, the sky is grey and dark on this dreary day, I run into the snow. Only in my sleep shorts and top. Nothing else. No shoes or coat.

“Fuck,” I curse at myself as the ice cold snow starts to bite at my feet.

But I keep running toward the tree line.

Thankfully, there’s no cold wind. If I were to stand still, everything would be quiet and calm as big snowflakes float down to Earth.

But there’s no time to stop, not when there’s a very pissed off Alpha on my trail.

“Nova!” Nick barks from behind me.

My head snaps over my shoulder to see him standing in the door, chest heaving, looking like a feral animal.

It has me running faster. At least trying to. The snow is so deep, it’s hard to move.

I can hear him behind me, getting closer and closer.

God, I’m so stupid. I should have just gone upstairs to Ian. Why the fuck did I come out here?

Managing to get to the trees, I head deeper into the forest. The snow is more shallow here, the trees providing some cover from the storm.

Just when I think I’ve gained distance on him, I trip over something hidden under the snow.

Screaming, I hit the ground hard, face planting into the snow.

Quickly, I move to stand up, to keep running, maybe circle around and head back into the house.

But I don’t get the chance when a hand grabs my ankle, pulling me back.

“Gotcha.”

I’m yanked backward, my fingers clawing at the ground and through the snow as I yell.

Nick grabs me by the hips, yanking my ass up, holding me still with a painful grip. With the other hand, he pins my head down to the ground.

The snow melts against my cheek, stinging my skin.

“Let me go,” I shout.

“Why on earth would I do that?” he asks with a chuckle. “I’ve got you right where I want you.”

“Fuck you,” I snarl, attempting to move, trying to push up with my arms, but he only adds more pressure to my head, making me whimper.

“Don’t fight me, Nova,” he warns. “Or do. I know it gets you fucking hot and bothered. Tell me, Little Omega, are you dripping for me?”

“Never,” I spit back.

He moves slightly and my eyes widen when I realize his nose is pressed against my covered pussy as he inhales deeply. He lets out a growl.

“You see, I think you're lying. You’re fucking soaked, Joyrider.” He yanks my shorts down.

“Hey!” I shout. “Stop that. Don’t!”

He ignores me, letting out another growl. My cheeks heat in embarrassment at what he finds.

All of this has me more turned on than I’ve ever been in my life. I want this. I want him to fuck me. But I’m not going to ask, I’m not going to beg him. Where’s the fun in that?

If he wants me, he’s going to have to fight me for it. Literally.

“Enough.” The hand that’s being used to hold my head, moves and comes down hard on my ass. My eyes widen. Did he just slap me? Yeah, because that's the worst thing about this situation, Nova.

“You're going to take it like a good little slut. You’re going to take my fucking cock and knot, cumming around it like the whore that you are, like a good Omega.”

I’m about to tell him to get fucked and that’s not going to happen when I see that his cock is out, and pressed against my exposed pussy.

“Don’t you fucking dare,” I snarl in warning, eyes widening, pussy dripping with slick.

He gives me a wicked grin and then he’s thrusting forward, impaling me on half of his cock in one go.

“Oh fuck,” I moan, my head falling forward as his thick length stretches me good. Too damn good.

“God damnit!” he growls. “God this pussy is so fucking tight.” He pulls back all the way before snapping his hips forward, forcing me to take more of his cock.

I moan again, because damn it, his cock is heaven, feeling perfect against my aching core. My pussy is eating that thing up like it’s her favorite meal. Betrayed by my own body.

Bitch.

“That's it. Be a good girl and take my cock, Nova. You know you want to.” He chuckles as he starts to fuck into me. He grips my hips, his cock gliding in and out of me with no resistance, my pussy welcoming him in like it belongs.

“Look at you. Taking it like a good little bitch.”

That snaps me out of my sex haze. This fucking asshole. I don’t give a shit how good his dick feels. Like fuck he’s going to talk to me like that.

He’s distracted, eyes locked on where his cock thrusts inside me. Now that I’m not pinned down, I can move. Getting up to my hands and knees, I manage to get my foot under his knee and kick it out from under him.

“Fuck!” he curses, letting me go to catch his balance.

His cock slips free and I scramble forward. But I’m not fast enough. He grabs both of my feet and pulls me back to him in one hard yank.

“Let me go, you fucking asshole,” I shout, trying to kick and thrash as I claw at the ground.

“Stop being a fucking brat!” Nick snarls, slapping my ass again. He grabs me, flips me over and with one hand, takes both my wrists and pins them above my head, while using the other hand to pin my hips to the ground.

“Listen here, you little bitch. You want my cock. I can fucking smell it. You're dripping for me, Nova. Stop fighting it, it only makes me harder.” He chuckles, shifting forward and sliding back into me.

I hate the moan that slips from my lips as I allow myself a moment to just feel. I’m going into heat any moment now. I wouldn’t be surprised if I woke up tomorrow in a full blown frenzy.

And right now, the way his thick cock fucks my pussy so damn good, does nothing to help that.

There's so much slick and it makes a sound every time he pounds into me.

“That's it. Fuck. Take it, Nova. Let me feed this greedy cunt my cock. It wants me so damn bad.”

“No,” I moan, arching up off the ground. I’m wet, the snow melting on my clothes. I should be cold too, but my body is on fire with every thrust of his hips, his cock hitting me in all of the right places.

My eyes flutter open. I didn’t even know I closed them, too lost in the feeling of him. I look at him, really look at him. He’s so damn stunning, his blond hair wild, blue eyes manic.

He’s a fucking Greek God. My Alpha. My scent match.

But he’s also a complete wanker and I’m not going down without a fight. Even if I’m loving every moment of this.

“See how good it can be if you listen to me, Omega?” he purrs. Fucking purrs. Damn it. Damn him. “Just give in. Be my dirty little slut. My little toy. I promise it will feel so good. Let me use you when I please, because that's all you’re good for, Nova. A hole to fuck, knot, and fill with my cum.”

My nostrils flare and I yank my hand free. My palm slaps across his cheek hard, stunning him for a moment.

“Fuck you, you bastard,” I spit, literally, I spit in his face. “I’ll never be your anything.”

Yup. he didn’t like that. Fear spikes through me, but also a jolt of arousal. He’s not going to hurt me, not really. If he wanted to, he would have by now, right?

Unless he wants to fuck you before he kills you.

Nick growls, grabbing my hand and putting it back in place with my other, his grip around my wrists now painful, making me whimper at his restraint.

“You‘re going to fucking pay for that one,” he warns, wrapping his hand around my throat.

My eyes widen as I gasp. My instincts have me trying to free my hands, so I can claw at his arms. But I can’t. I can’t move. I’m at his mercy and he knows it.

With a cruel chuckle, he starts to fuck me like the animal he is. “You wanna be a brat? Well brats get punished. You‘re going to lay there and take your punishment like the weak little Omega you are.”

“I. Hate. You,” I manage to gasp out, his fingers tightening around my throat, the lack of air making my head spin.

“Feeling’s mutual, babe,” he growls and then his lips are on mine.

I moan into his mouth, my body going limp at his touch. I hate how good he feels, how right. How my body knows he’s my Alpha. Mine.

My kisses back are just as fierce as his. It’s messy, all teeth and tongues. I manage to capture his lower lip between my teeth and bite down hard enough to taste the copper on my tongue.

He hisses, then chuckles. “I fucking love your fire, Nova,” he groans, his cock wrecking my pussy so damn perfectly.

The fire in my belly is growing with every thrust. I’m so damn turned on that I'm sure there’s a puddle of slick under my ass, mixing with the snow.

I’m freezing, but also burning up. I’m in pain, but it’s swallowed down by the pleasure. I hate this man beyond compare, yet I think I’d cry if he got off me and walked away. I’m so fucking confused and have no idea what I want.

Yes, you do. You want exactly this. You want to be fucked. You want to cum and be filled by his.

“I’ve never met an Omega like you before,” he murmurs against my lips. “How can I want to kill and fuck you at the same time.”

“Because you’re a monster,” I moan, arching into him when his cock hits my sweet spot.

He chuckles. “Oh, baby, you have no idea.”

I’m lost now, my eyes roll back as I just lay there and take it. I let him fuck me like a savage, because it feels so good. My body is in heaven, pussy humming with pleasure as he thrusts in and out of me at a frantic pace, his cock wrecking me in all the best ways.

But then I feel something pressing at my opening, trying to get in and my eyes snap open. He leans back, gripping my hips and holding me into place as he watches where we’re joined. Jaw clenched he thrusts and thrusts, pushing in deeper and deeper.

His knot. He’s trying to knot me.

And as much as my needy omega cunt wants a good knotting right now, we’re in the fucking freezing cold, out in the forest, fucking in the snow. Now is not the time for knotting.

With my arms free, I manage to get up and lean back on my hands. “Don’t you fucking knot me,” I warn. His eyes snap up to mine. Feral. He’s feral right now. “Nick. Don’t.”

He just growls back, snapping his teeth like a damn wolf before thrusting one last time. His knot pops into place and I’m lost to the orgasm that hits me like a freight train.

“Oh, fuck. Oh, God. Oh, oh,” I whine as I fall back to the ground, my pussy pulsing around his cock and knot.

Nick roars, cursing up a storm as his cock jerks inside me. I can feel his cum warming me up from the inside, filling me so damn perfectly. It makes me cum harder, writhing beneath him, lost to the pleasure his pain brings.

“Damn it,” Nick groans. “Your pussy is like a vice.”

My chest heaves, head spinning as I start to come down from my climax. “You fucking idiot,” I pant out. “I told you not to knot me,” I snap, making my pussy grip him harder. He groans, eyes rolling back as a few more jets of cum fill me. I shiver, loving it too much for my own good.

“I don’t listen to you,” he says out of breath. “Haven’t we established that by now?”

“Thanks to you and your stubborn ass, we’re going to die of hypothermia,” I shoot back.

I see the look on his face when it clicks. We’re outside. In the cold and snow. Naked and knotted together. He looks around and curses.

“Yeah. Asshole,” I mutter.

“Oh, fuck you.”

“You just did that,” I say dryly, acting as if him being locked to me isn't a big deal. Just as casual as a coffee date.

“And you fucking loved it.” He chuckles.

“As much as I love swallowing glass.” I smile back sweetly.

“Brat.”

“Jackass.”

He snarls, wrapping his arms around me. “What are you doing?” I ask in a panic as he moves us, so that he’s standing.

“Wrap your arms and legs around me,” he grumbles. “I’m not dying of hypothermia because of you.”

“Me!” I shriek, eyes widening. “You’re the one who chased me out here.”

“You're the one sticking your damn nose in places it doesn’t belong. And don’t act like you didn’t fucking savor every moment of it.” He rolls his eyes, as he starts to walk us through the snow.

Wrapping my arms around his neck and legs around his waist, I look over his shoulder and giggle at the sight of his bare ass on display, his pants around his ankles making it hard to walk.

A hard slap hits my ass and I pull back with a gasp. “Stop slapping my ass!”

“Stop being a brat.” He raises a brow.

A whistle fills the air. “Yeah, get it you two.” Ian’s voice has me looking over my shoulder.

Will and Ian are standing in the doorway.

“Fuck off, asshole!” Nick shouts back.

“I think you have the ‘fucking’ thing covered there, big brother.” Ian laughs.

I groan, burying my face into Nick’s shoulder. “Kill me now,” I mutter.

Nick responds so softly I don’t think I was meant to hear, but I do. I swear I do. “I'd rather die.”

My body stiffens, my heart fluttering in my chest. I don’t get much time to think about it before we reach the house.

“So. What the hell were you two doing out there?” Ian asks, all smug and shit. “Making slicksicles?”

“Yup. There's a big one just over there. Bet it tastes like a candy cane,” Nick responds. “There’s some dripping down my thighs if you want it fresh.”

“Oh that's gross.” I scoff. “He’s your brother.”

“Sharing is caring,” is all Ian says.

These men. These fucking men.

Nick waddles us over to the living room and sits down on the couch.

I huff and lean back. “So what, we just sit here until it goes down?”

“Trust me, Joyrider, I don’t like it anymore than you do.”

“If you would have just listened to me when I told you not to knot me, we wouldn’t be in this situation.” I cross my arms and glare at him.

“And if you would have just listened and taken my cock like the slut we all know you are, and not fight me on it, we could be knotted downstairs right now.”

“Fuck you.” I flip him off.

“You already did.” He grins.

“I hate you,” I snarl in his face before spitting, again. God, Nova. When will you learn?

My heart stops as I wait for him to react.

He closes his eyes, breathing through his nose as he wipes the spit off.

A hand grabs a chunk of my hair and yanks my head back as he leans forward, getting in my face. “And I fucking hate you right back,” he snarls.

Then he shoves me off of him, forcing me off his knot and tossing me onto the couch. It hurts, and I hate that he makes me whimper.

Cum and slick gushes out of me and onto the couch as I scramble to sit up.

Nick stands, grabs his pants and yanks them up over his ass.

“Thanks for the fuck.” He grins down at me. “But if you spit in my face one more time, I’ll make what just happened look like child's play.”

My chest heaves with white hot anger as he turns his back to me and heads toward the stairs.

I grab the TV remote and get to my feet, throwing it at him. I try to aim it at his head, but it misses, hitting the wall next to him. He stops, turns to look at me and with that stupid grin, he winks at me before jogging up the stairs.

I scream. I scream so loud and long that I feel like I’m going to explode.

But it’s needed and when I’m done, I feel tired and drained. I just want to shower, eat, and sleep.

“Come on,” Ian says, scooping me up bridal style into his arms. Not even caring about the mess between my legs. “I got you, Little Doe. Everything’s going to be okay.”

“I hate him,” I whimper.

“I know.” He kisses the top of my head. “But you won’t always.”

I want to tell him I will. That I could never like Nick.

But it would be a lie. Because I liked every single thing he did to me up until a few moments ago.

I’m confused with myself, my feelings. I don’t know how to process all these emotions.

I want to hate him, but my body wants him. I want him gone, but the idea of being away from him makes me sick.

I want to cry. And I hate crying.

I feel lost. Maybe a little broken.

Then Ian takes care of me like the way he is right now, and I forget about it all for a moment.

What does this mean for me? What‘s going to happen when we leave?

Why with each passing day, do I feel like if I lose these Alpha's it’s the end of my world?

This is why I hate Alphas. Why I didn’t want one.

Yet, now I can’t see my life without the one who’s holding me like I’m something precious. Even as he cleans his brother’s cum from between my legs and washes my hair.