Chapter 7

Nova

My heavy lidded eyes blink open. My body feels worn out and tired, my belly cramping. There's a wetness between my thighs. It’s slick. So much slick.

Rubbing my thighs together, I moan, my swollen clit aching to be touched.

Maple syrup cloaks me like a warm hug. Groaning, I roll over to see that Ian’s sleeping next to me in the bed.

My body stiffens as I blink at his sleeping form. He’s on his back, arm draped over his face.

When the hell did he come in? Was he sleeping with me the whole night?

Then I remember. That raging asshole came back and ruined a surprisingly good evening by saying shit that pissed me off. Normally, I don’t let people's words get to me, but for some reason they hurt.

Being reminded that I had no one and nothing was a kick in the gut.

But I’d rather be alone, than be with someone who disrespected me. That's exactly why I left Trip. I know my worth. I know I deserve better than being cheated on, and I deserve better than being talked down to and belittled. Not that I care what Nick does.

He’s just some stupid Alpha who happens to be my scent match. It means nothing. He means nothing.

Yeah Nova, keep telling yourself that enough and maybe you’ll believe it.

Ugh, whatever.

After I stormed upstairs, Ian came to check on me. He sat there, listening to me curse out his brother as I paced the room, and once I was frustrated and drained, the asshole held me while I cried. And I loved it.

Fine. He’s not an asshole. He’s actually really fucking sweet, and I hate it.

No, I love it.

Damn it! I’m so fucked up in the head.

Moving to sit up, I take a moment to appreciate his body. The blankets are pulled off him, seemingly to be mostly wrapped around me.

Why, I have no clue, because I’m dying from heat right now.

My gaze stops at his boxers. I clamp my legs together, holding down my whimper as a gush of slick slips free.

His dick is hard and really fucking big. My pussy screams for it to fill me, for me to ride him like a fucking pony and shove his fat knot inside me.

What the fuck, Nova?

This isn’t like me, not at all. I’ve always had a healthy sex life. I’ve never shied away from sex. Why would I? I love sex. Sex has always been amazing.

Even if the dick I was using ended up getting sucked off by my mom.

Fucking waste of my time he was. I’ll die saying that his dick was the only good thing about him, and I mean it.

But you know what, fuck him! It’s time for a new dick. Even if that dick is attached to an Alpha.

A little casual sex wouldn’t hurt, right? It would help pass the time while we’re here.

The longer I stare at Ian’s morning wood, pressing against his boxers, the more whatever logic I have left leaves me.

“Fuck it,” I mutter. I’m horny, and he’s hard. Ian seems like he likes me enough. He had no issue getting down on his knees and eating my pussy when I asked him to. I’m sure he wouldn’t say no to sex.

“Hey,” I whisper, untangling myself from the blankets. “Hey, you, wake up,” I whisper-hiss, poking at his shoulder.

“Huh?” he murmurs, blinking before squinting up at me. “Nova? Are you okay?”

Awe, cute, he cares.

“Are you clean?”

“What?” His brows furrow.

“ Clean . Do you have any STD’s? When was the last time you fucked someone without a condom?”

Poor guy looks so damn confused, but a girl needs to know these things. I’m on birth control, got the shot just a few weeks ago, so I’m good. And I don’t think any of these guys brought condoms with them, unless they planned to bring a different girl up here.

One they didn’t have to kidnap. But I highly doubt that. “Clean? Umm, yeah, I’m clean. Why? What’s this about?”

“Awesome.” I nod. “And the last time you had sex?”

He blinks again, becoming more awake. “What’s this about, Nova?”

“I need to know.”

A smirk quirks on his pouty lips. “Why? Jealous?”

I scoff. “Just answer the question, Hot Stuff.”

“Been a few months. Got tested about a month ago, just to be sure. Something I do regularly.”

“Wonderful.” I grin slowly, my body vibrating with anticipation. Okay, so maybe I’m a little bit excited to finally see what the big deal is and why Omegas go nuts for Alphas and their knots.

“Would you be cool if I fucked you?”

“What?” His eyes widen, mouth opening and closing.

“I’m big on consent here, thought I’d ask.” I blink at him.

“You're serious?”

“As a fucking heart attack.

“Ah, yeah,” he says with a little bit of enthusiasm. “I’d love nothing more than to make you feel good.” He moves to sit up, but I push him back down.

“No need. Just lay there. I’ll do all the work.”

Grabbing the hem of my hoodie, I pull it off, then make quick work of my pants.

He says nothing, watching me in wonder as I move to pull his boxers down. “Holy shit.” My eyes widen as I take a look at his cock. “I’ve seen Alpha dicks in porn, but it doesn’t compare to the real thing.”

“Thanks? I think?”

“Can I touch it?”

He blinks at me slowly. “Yes?”

I reach out, wrapping my hand around it. I’m grinning like an idiot right now. Shocked and impressed.

How the hell is this thing going to fit inside me?

No fucking clue, but I’m excited to try.

“Yup, I need this,” I tell him, moving to straddle his lap.

“Nova. What are you–Oh, fuck!” he groans loudly as I place the tip of his cock at my dripping entrance and waste no time sinking all the way down.

“Oh God,” I moan, eyes rolling back as his thick length fills and stretches me. Warmth blooms throughout my body as I whimper and start to rock my hips.

The overwhelming need to fuck takes over me. It’s like sex glasses are slipped on, and it’s all I can see.

Needing to move, I lean forward, bracing myself on Ian’s chest and start to rock my hips faster. “Fuck yes,” I whimper, the fullness of his cock exactly what I needed. I grind against him harder, faster, my clit getting the pressure it needs.

“Look at you,” Ian gasps, thrusting up into me, making me whine as the tip of his cock hits me in just the right spot. Slick pours out of me, down his cock and coats his knot. “That's it, baby, take what you want. I’m yours, all fucking yours. Use me how you please. I’m here to pleasure you.”

Fucking hell.

Something about an Alpha submitting to me like this has me going fucking wild.

Normally, they’re so overbearing and controlling with egos the size of Mars.

But Ian is letting me take control. He’s not demanding anything from me.

This, this is something I could get used to. You know, if I wanted an Alpha. Which I don’t.

If I did have to pick an Alpha though, Ian would be prime pickings.

“God, you feel so good,” I groan, letting my eyes close as I work myself over his cock, using him. “This is my cock,” I pant. “My cock to do with as I please.”

“Yes,” he grunts, grabbing ahold of my hips, but he doesn’t take control, just seeming to need to touch me. “Yours, all yours.”

I grin, eyes still closed. All mine. Fuck, I do like the sound of that.

The smell of my slick, perfume, and sex fills the air, leaving me dizzy.

This is ecstasy, pure fucking euphoria. Trip’s cock never felt like this, that’s for fucking sure.

“You know,” I huff out as I move to sit up, eyes blinking open. “They should have places where Alphas are bound, unable to move, so Omegas can use them however they want. Use them as their fuck toys and for their pleasure. If Alphas get whore houses, why can’t we?”

“I-I don’t know,” Ian pants out, his brows furrowing. I can see it’s taking everything in him to let me keep control. “But you can do that with me. If you wanna tie me up and use me, do it. Fuck,” he growls, tossing his head back into the pillow, squeezing his eyes shut.

I whimper at his words, the fire in my belly burning hotter than before. This isn’t enough, though; I want more. I want him. Fuck, do I ever want him.

“Do you know what I want, Ian?” I ask, dragging my nails down his chest. He hisses, his cock twitching inside me. “I want you to fuck me. I’m giving you permission to be my good Alpha and give me exactly what I need. To have my pussy fucked so good that I can’t think for a week.”

His eyes snap open, feral hunger in his black gaze. “Please,” he gasps.

“Do it, Alpha. I want you to fuck me; fuck me hard and deep until I am begging for your knot. Then I want you to push this big, fat knot inside me and fill up my cunt with your cum.”

Ian snarls, digging his nails into the sides of my hips, tightening his grip on me. I cry out in pleasure as he braces his feet against the mattress and starts to rut up into me.

“Oh, fuck. Oh, fucking fuck!” I sob out, any stubbornness about this whole thing flying right out the window. In this moment, I’m an Omega, and he’s an Alpha. Just as it’s meant to be.

This is just sex, nothing more. It can’t be anything more. Even if my wild, wide eyes lock with his and everything inside me begs him to bite me, bond me. But I know if he does that, I’ll resent him.

I can see it in his eyes, he knows it, too.

I can’t help but wonder in this moment why the fuck I only slept with Betas. Alpha cock is by far the more superior cock of all cocks.

“That‘s it, Omega, fuck, look at you taking my cock so well. So much slick. You’re fucking gushing for me, aren’t you?” he growls, fucking me so good and hard that I can’t think straight. I just hold on for dear life as this Alpha destroys my pussy in the best way possible.

I don’t answer, hating that he called me Omega, because I have a name. Only unlike other people, I don’t get the urge to punch him in the balls for it.

Nope, I soak his lower half with my slick at the praise. Damn it.

I’ve always loved being praised, being called a good girl when Trip said it. But the idea of an Alpha calling me a good Omega always filled me with annoyance and rage.

But not the way Ian said it. Nope, I fucking preen, baring down as my greedy pussy tries to take his knot. But he doesn’t let me, holding me still.

“Fuck, Nova, baby. You feel so good. So fucking good. But have you ever taken a knot before?”

“No,” I whine, shaking my head. “But I need it. I want yours.”

“You have no fucking idea what it does to me knowing that I’m going to be the first Alpha to fill this perfect pussy with my knot,” he growls as he starts to thrust again.

“Ian, put that fucking knot into me right now before I take it for myself,” I snarl.

He grins, letting out a breathy laugh. “Anything for you, baby girl.” And then he pulls me down.

My breathing becomes erratic, my body fucking vibrating with need and anticipation. I’m so worked up, making a big mess of his cock, knot, and balls. I need to come. I feel like I’ll fucking die if I don’t.

“Bear down, open up for me, Nova. Take my knot, you got this,” he says through gritted teeth. I close my eyes, face scrunching in concentration as I allow my body to open up for him, doing as he says.

“That's it, fuck, yes. You're doing so good. Just a little more. Your pussy looks so fucking sexy swallowing my knot.”

The sensation is odd, but not in a bad way. I’ve used toys with knots on them, but none of them compare to the real thing.

My pussy stretches to accommodate his knot. And as soon as it pops into place and locks inside me, I gasp as something I’ve never experienced before takes over me.

It’s like a tidal wave of euphoria consumes me, the most powerful orgasm I’ve ever had pulsing through my veins, every cell inside my body bursting with pleasure.

The sounds that leave me are other worldly as I collapse in on myself, the sensation too much for me to handle.

Ian growls, his cock jerking inside me, warming me up from the inside out with his cum. So much cum. The feeling of it inside me just adds to the climax.

“Fuck. Fucking hell, Nova, God damnit!” he roars as he wraps his arms around me, holding me to his body.

At this moment, I don’t want to move. I want to stay like this forever. In the warmth of my Alpha’s arms, surrounded by his scent, full of his hot cum. His knot. Fucking hell that knot. I want it. Need it. Crave it. More and more. I never want it to leave my body.

We stay like this for a little while, Ian holding me, his hand rubbing up and down my back.

“You're so perfect,” he whispers. “Everything I’ve ever wanted.”

His words have me bolting up right. I glare down at him. “This means nothing,” I tell him as if his knot isn’t buried deep inside my pussy.

He grins. “Of course not.”

“I mean it, Ian. This was just sex. Nothing more.”

“If that's what you want.” He nods, the damn smile still on his face.

“After the snow stops and we can get out of here, we’re going our own ways,” I tell him as if they’re not my fucking scent matches and it can be that easy.

“Whatever you want, baby girl.” He chuckles.

“Don’t call me that,” I growl, slapping his chest. Why does he have to look so sexy? His body is covered in sweat, glowing like a fucking God. His black wavy hair is stuck to his forehead and my hand twitches to reach out and brush it away.

He cocks his head to the side, his hands sliding up and down my thighs. It feels good, relaxing.

“What would you like me to call you, then?”

“Nova, my name.”

“Ian, are you still in here?” Will’s voice has my eyes widening. My head snaps to the bedroom door just as it opens, and Will steps inside.

“Don’t you know how to knock?” I shout, grabbing a pillow and tossing it his way. It goes nowhere, does nothing, as he just stands there gaping at us.

“What's wrong, brother?” Ian asks, sounding smug as fuck. “I’m a little busy here.”

I groan, closing my eyes as I lower my head. I don’t care that he’s seeing me naked, he already saw me naked yesterday. It’s the fact that I’m locked to his brother.

Ian’s smugness pisses me off, so I decide to piss him off. Smiling, I look back over at Will. “Wanna join?” I purr, biting my lower lip.

“Fuck, no. You’re mine,” Ian growls.

“Nick is going to fucking kill you,” Will sighs, scrubbing his hand down his face.

He watches me, like my offer to join sounds very tempting to him. But he doesn’t take the bait.

“Clean up and get downstairs. Food is ready.”

With one last look at me, eyes full of longing as they sweep down my body, he turns around and shuts the door.

My eyes snap down to Ian’s, and I point at him. “I am not yours.”

“Whatever you say, Nova.” He grins that fucking grin again.

“Stop smiling like that or I’m going to slap it off your face,” I warn.

The asshole just grins wider.

Thankfully, his knot deflates and I huff, pulling myself off of him. A big gush of slick and his cum comes out, dripping all over him, the bed, and my legs.

“Looks like you made a little mess there,” Ian teases, leaning over to run his fingers up my thighs, getting some of his cum and my slick on his fingers.

I gape at him as he smirks, putting them in his mouth and licking them clean. “I thought my favorite flavor was your sweet slick on my tongue, but I think I very much like the taste of us mixed together more. Need help cleaning up?” he asks, licking his lips.

Heat blooms in my lower belly and I swallow down my whimper, liking that idea way more than I should.

“No,” I growl. “Fuck you.”

He just chuckles softly. “Nah. But I’m more then happy to fuck you any time you like, sweet little Omega.”

He lays back, putting his arms behind his head as he watches me, just laying there in all his naked glory. His semi-hard cock still messy with our joint releases.

He looks devastatingly sexy right now.

I bite my lip, considering his offer.

“No.” I pull my gaze away. “Bad Alpha. Evil Alpha,” I mutter more to myself as I rush out of the room and across the hall to the bathroom.

“Whatever makes you feel better, Nova!” Ian calls out. “But we both know you and I are inevitable.”

“Eat dick!” I shout back in anger as I slam the door shut.

What the fuck was that? Yes, I wanted to pass time by getting free orgasms. But it was only supposed to be sex. Why the hell was I feeling so many damn conflicting emotions? I almost asked him to bite me!

This was not what I wanted.

What did you expect? They’re not just any Alphas, they’re your scent matches. It’s not going to be easy; it can’t just be casual.

Fuck you ,conscience. I’m going to prove you wrong. I only felt like that because Ian is nice. Too nice.

I’m sure once I manage to get Will in bed, it’s going to just be raw, primal sex. Nothing more.

And with Nick? Ha, like there would be anything but hate sex with him. I’m going to get that Alpha on his fucking knees and begging me for it. And if he doesn’t, then he doesn’t get my body.

Because there’s no way I’d give it up to Nick that easy. He’s going to have to work for it. And even then, maybe I’ll just stick with Will.

Not Ian. Feelings are getting too muddled with Ian.

He’s too nice. I can’t do nice. Because nice makes me feel things I don’t want to feel.

These men are criminals. They kidnapped me. They are not good people—even if Ian gives me hard-core golden retriever vibes. Even with the fact that if there was a gun against my head and I had to choose an Alpha, I’d choose him; that still doesn’t mean he’s good.

“How long are we going to lie to ourselves, Nova?” I mutter as I get under the shower spay.

The fact is, biology fucked us all really good. And as much as I tell myself this all means nothing, it’s not going to be easy. Not at all.