Chapter Thirty-Eight

CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT

Now Playing: Use Somebody- Kings of Leon

Bleed- Connor Kauffman

Walking into the pack bedroom, I bite back a sigh of frustration. I’m resigned to my fate for the night. Even if Omen invites all three of my packmates into the nest, I’ll gladly sleep out here. The wounds I inflicted are still too fresh, too deep for her to trust me the way I wish she did.

“What are we doing tonight, gorgeous? Reading more of our book, or watching a show?” Nexus asks as he turns on the soft fairy light above her nest bed.

Omen pauses with her hand on the door frame, knuckles white from how tightly she’s gripping it. Sea green eyes glance back at me, shining bright with the same nervous energy I can sense in her bond.

“I—“ she swallows, eyes fluttering closed. They pop back open a few tense seconds later, full of determination. “I would really like you to sleep in here with us.”

My heart skips a beat, lips stretching into a smile. I scoop her into my arms on the way into the nest and drop us both onto her bed. She laughs, wiggling out of my arms so she can arrange her blankets and borrowed clothes the way she likes.

Hope is a fragile thing, but with my omega at my side and my mates around us, it’s difficult to focus on the darkness in our lives. She’s the light guiding us to safety. Our precious omega.

Scooting to the edge of the nest, I make room for one of her other mates to claim her side. My little omega surprises me by curling right against my side. Her head tucked against my arm and those slender fingers drumming lightly against my chest. My instincts settle, content with her skin pressed to mine and our mingled scents wrapped around us.

A movie plays on the drop screen we’d installed for her nest. Some cop dramedy Nexus had chosen for the night. I can’t focus on what’s happening in the movie. All I can see is her.

The soft waves of her dark hair. The slight brown tint where her roots are starting to grow through the black dye she uses. Her face is still thin, but it isn’t nearly as drawn as it was when she arrived at our house just a few weeks ago.

We did it, we saved our girl. And she unknowingly has saved us too.

Omen shifts restlessly. One leg slides over my hip, her knee brushing against my aching dick. Fuck, I need to focus on something to stop the arousal that’s slowly burning to life.

It’s so damn hard to do that when this curvy beauty is pressed to my side. I can feel the swell of her breasts with each of her breaths, and damn, do I want to flip her over and bury my face between them.

Pulling a blanket up over us, my mind stalls when Omen scoots onto my chest. Her legs straddle either side of my hips and her sweet little cunt is perfectly aligned with my cock. I trail my hands up the outside of her thighs, barely breathing as she stares down at me. My control is tested when she pushes up far enough to strip the shirt from her chest, leaving her exposed to me.

“Touch me.” Her words shatter the ice keeping me trapped in frigid waters, allowing me to take my first breath in what feels like an eternity. Keeping my hands on her thighs, I lean up and drag my tongue along the intricate floral design of her sternum tattoo. Exactly the way I wanted to when she walked into Brady’s office all those months ago.

Skirting my palms over her soft skin, I grip each of her breasts in one hand, kneading them while my tongue continues its journey upward. Omen is panting above me. Sweet little gasps fall from her lips with each subtle jerk of her hips as she grinds against me.

My eyes flicker up to hers as I take one nipple between my teeth and bite down. She’s watching me with a heated expression, heavy-lidded eyes never leaving mine as I tease her beautiful tits. “Punish me however you see fit. Make me spend the rest of our lives on my knees. I’ve always belonged to you, Omen, so take what is yours.”

Nexus presses against Omen’s back, his chin pressed to her shoulder so he can watch too. “Now this is my kind of party, gorgeous.” He noses her throat, pressing open-mouthed kisses against both of our bond marks before trailing upward. She whimpers into his mouth when he turns her head to face him, leaking slick all over my sweats and soaking my cock.

“What do you say, sweet girl, want Nebula to stuff your pretty little pussy? Then, when he’s got you nice and full, I’ll make you even fuller by stuffing this tight ass?”

“Yes, Fates yes. Please.” Omen’s head falls forward, her hips moving faster against me. She’s going to come soon, and that just won’t do.

“Not yet, Omega. You come when I tell you to. I want to be buried deep inside of your slick cunt when you reach that peak.” I bite back a laugh when her bottom lip purses, but she stops grinding so hard against me.

Nexus lifts her off of me long enough to remove my sweats and hers, then he carefully guides her onto my waiting cock. The stretch of her walls around me is euphoric, and when she grips me tight, I feel like I might go insane if I have to pull out.

“Ride me, Omega. Let me watch your stunning tits bounce while you take your pleasure from me.”

I groan when she lifts her hips and drops back down on me. Each bounce of her gorgeous body has her cunt bumping against my knot, sending sparks of pleasure shooting through my balls and up my spine.

Gripping her hips, I help her grind her clit against my knot, slowly building her toward that peak. “That’s it, babygirl. Come for me, soak my knot with your slick so Nexus can stuff you nice and full.”

When she clamps down on me, her head falling to her chest, I lean up and bite down on my bond mark, sending her careening over the edge of her first orgasm. Her pleasure barrels down our bond, making me come too.

Thank Fates for low refractory periods as an alpha, because I’m sure as hell not ready for this to be over yet.

I jolt when Nexus’ fingers dip between us, gathering the slick leaking where Omen and I are connected. The sensation of Omen gripping me is too distracting to focus on what our other mates are doing right now.

Our girl collapses against my chest, her hips still moving in small twists. She stills when Nexus presses against her back, whispering filthy words into her ear as he slowly stretches her. I can feel each pump of his fingers as they glide against my cock, the thin wall separating us doing nothing to stop the feelings.

I bet his piercings will feel fucking incredible when he is knot deep inside of her.

“Ready gorgeous?” He smoothes her sweat-soaked hair away from her face, eyes glued to her expression as he inches his way inside of her. My hands fly to his thighs, nails digging in as he tortures us both with the stretch. It’s fucking incredible.

“Alpha,” Omen whines, wiggling between us as she adjusts to the fullness.

“We’ve got you, Omega,” I coo, turning her face to mine and pressing my lips to her. Nexus pulls out and pushes back in, setting an unhurried pace. It won’t last long, my impatient mate will be riding both of us hard soon enough.

“Bite,” Omen pleads. Her eyes blink open above me, those stunning green orbs narrowed on me. “I want to bite you.”

Fucking finally!

“I will proudly wear your claim, Omega. Take me, I’m yours.”

Her teeth sink into the front of my throat, low enough it will be visible even with my mask on. The strands of our bond grow brighter, shimmering with the strength of our connection. I can sense her bond with the others too, almost as if our connection to her made us more aware of each other too.

“Thank you,” I whisper, the words choked with the emotion rolling through me. Tears fill Omen’s eyes but she blinks them away, instead pressing her lips to mine in a passionate kiss that’s all tongue and teeth.

Nexus’ patience comes to an end and he ruts into her, jostling her on my cock with each rough thrust. Omen keens, locking down around me as she comes again. I slip my hands around her hips and push my knot inside of her, extending her orgasm and locking us together. Spurt after spurt of my cum fills her, marking her as mine as thoroughly as the bite mark on her throat. Nexus follows behind us, pulling out to coat her back in his release.

We’re sweaty sticky messes lying in her bed, but it’s the happiest we’ve ever been. Our pack is finally complete, and our forever is just getting started.

Shrill ringing jolts me awake. Blinking the sleep from my eyes, I grab my phone and silence the alert blaring from the speaker. A notification from our security system vibrates repeatedly against my hand.

Opening the app, my blood runs cold. Sweeping around the house is a team of mercenaries. One of them turns to the camera, a sneer twisting his lips. I would recognize his dark blonde hair and vile disposition anywhere.

Benjamin Montgomery has come for our girl.

“What’s wrong?” Omen’s tired voice asks from behind me. Our eyes lock when I turn to look over my shoulder, and I know she’s realized what is happening. Her jaw firms, shoulders straightening. She’s a goddess commanding me to worship at her feet, and I’m so fucking proud to have an omega as resilient as her.

Our noses touch as I hover over her. I can see the wild, almost feral way I look reflected in her sea green eyes. I trail my lips across her cheek, down to the soft, sensitive spot below her ear. My breath puffs against her, eliciting a full-body shudder. Whispering, I speak the words I should have said weeks ago. “I love you, Sarah Montgomery. So Fated damned much.”

Her eyes flare wide as she stares up at me, so many emotions skating through our bond it’s difficult to name them all. “I know that isn’t your name anymore, but I need you to know I choose you . All of you.”

“I love you too, Alpha.” She softens, nipping at her bond on my throat, making me groan as my cock instantly goes hard. Fuck, now is not the time for this. Slamming my lips to hers, I force my tongue into her mouth, needing this small taste. Her hips lift, grinding her sweet pussy against my sweatpants. It’s torture to part from her.

Backing away from the bed, I shake the others awake. Omen’s still dazed from our bonding, but when she senses them rousing, she clambers to her feet.

“Wha’s going on?” Nexus mumbles.

“They’re here.” My words have the sleep fading from their eyes, replacing it with the same determination thrumming in my chest.

This ends tonight.

Omen skirts around me, aiming for the door but I catch her around the waist, spinning us until her back is against the wall. With one arm resting by her head, I cage her in. “This isn’t your fight, Omega.”

“Ben is my brother, and he’s here for me. I’ll deal with–”

“You’ve done enough.” I sharply cut her off. “You took care of your father, let me face your brother. I have my own vendetta to handle.”

This sense of responsibility she has toward her family’s crimes needs to stop. I’m to blame for part of that feeling. If I hadn’t walked away from her because of her connection to them–and hadn't unfairly blamed her for my sister’s death–maybe she wouldn’t believe she’s responsible for their actions.

Her eyes dart between mine, searching. “For Elizabeth. Okay,” she concedes. “Just… be careful. Ben has been unstable since everything happened with your sister. I imagine the downfall of our father’s empire has only worsened his mental state.”

I nod, leaning in to kiss her again, slow and sweet this time. Pressing my lips to her forehead, I push off the wall and stalk to the door.

Titan is already waiting, a stony look on his usually chill face. He jerks his head, swinging the wood open. “Keep our girl safe. We’re activating the nest’s security measures. No one in, no one out, until we confirm it’s safe.”

They both nod, pulling Omen back to the bed with them. My eyes roam over the three of them, soaking in the combined scents of our pack in the room. They’ll be safe here. Not that I will let any of these assholes get up anywhere close to them.

Letting the door close behind me, I open the hidden panel beside it and type in the emergency code. Metal shutters rattle as they roll into place, locking down the doors and windows into the nest.

“Let’s go deal with this asshole.”

“For Liz,” Titan agrees, knuckles bumping against my shoulder.

Glass shatters in the living room, urging us to move faster. One of our security guards has been tossed through the sliding doors to the patio. He’s unconscious on the floor behind the couch.

I move to check him over, but Benjamin steps through the hole he made. The foul stench of his chemically disrupted scent clogs my nose, making bile rise in my throat. This man has fucked himself up trying to become something he isn’t.

Raising the gun in his hands he throws a feeble bark at us. “Move.” I almost laugh at his poor attempt to intimidate us. His alpha presence is so fractured he couldn’t use a bark against a compliant omega, let alone force me or Titan to move.

Titan widens his stance, filling the entrance to the hallway. “No.”

“Drop it,” I bark at the same time.

Benjamin just laughs, turning the barrel my way. “Your barks won’t work either, assholes. I’ve spent the last hour dosing your house with a drug to render them useless.”

“I don’t need a bark to stop you, motherfucker,” I growl, diving toward him. He fires the gun, but his aim is abysmal and the shot goes wide, hitting the wall beside the living room television.

This asshole dodges me, dropping the gun in his haste to evade my weight crashing into him. His eyes flare, lips twisting as he bares his teeth. The move shifts his black long-sleeved shirt, revealing the faint scar on his throat. My sister’s bite mark. The sight of it snaps the grip I have over my anger. I lunge again, catching him by surprise with how quickly I recovered from his escape.

We slam to the floor, and I’m on him before he can reorient himself. My fist slams into his face, his shoulder, his kidneys. Anywhere I can hit that will hurt for days. I want him pissing blood and shitting water from how fucked up his body is.

Titan pulls me off after several minutes, stopping me from killing the weak, bloody alpha. I shake out my fists, ignoring my split knuckles. Beating the shit out of Ben doesn’t bring my sister back, but it sure as hell feels good.

I kick his legs to the side and lean down, making sure he can see my face. “That’s for my sister, jackass. You never deserved an omega, let alone Liz.”

Ben’s eyes widen slightly when I say her name, but he quickly curls his lips in disgust.

Sirens cut through the air as the police arrive. It’s chaos as both local and federal agents descend on the house. Ben and his team are quickly rounded up and taken into custody, while emergency staff takes care of our security team.

“Thank you,” I manage to bite out when their leader limps into the room. I’ll make sure they all get a nice bonus for dealing with this shit tonight.

After giving statements and sending the detectives our security footage, they clear out of the house. It’s a disaster. Blood and broken glass coat the floor. Cold night air whips through the missing glass in the door.

Titan must have sensed the direction of my thoughts because he disappears only to return a few moments later with an old piece of plywood and a drill. We hang it over the opening to prevent any nocturnal critters from making their way inside.

“We can deal with all of this tomorrow,” he tells me. “Let’s go patch up your hands and climb back into bed with our girl. Seems like you owe her an orgasm or two.”

“More like a hundred,” I huff, following as he heads to the upstairs bathroom.

We manually reset the alarms for the house, also releasing the lockdown on the nest at the same time. The door bursts open as soon as the shutters are clear, a flurry of bitter sunflower and honeysuckle colliding with us both as Omen throws herself into my arms. I hold her close, dropping my nose to her throat to soak in some of her comfort.

“He’s in police custody.”

She relaxes with my whispered words, a soft purr rattling in her chest. We sit on the edge of the pack bed while Titan cleans my split knuckles. Omen’s lips purse when she sees the damage, but I cut off any complaint with a kiss. What happened between me and her brother was long overdue.

Most importantly, it’s over now and she’s safe. We’re all safe.

The minute Titan gives me the all-clear, I have my hands tucked under her ass and the nest door open. She perfumes when I toss her onto the bed, a pleased sigh escaping her parted lips when I use one hand to rip my shirt up over my head.

“Strip, Omega, or I’ll rip your clothes off.”

She scrambles to comply, tossing her nightgown aside. Her pretty breasts bounce with her frenzied motions, nipples hardening from the chilled air. I leap, tackling her to the bed and wrapping my lips around one. She yelps, but the sound morphs into a moan as I suck her skin into my mouth, tongue lashing over the peaked tip.

“Fuck, this is hot!” Nexus groans from somewhere off the side.

I can’t focus on my other mates right now, not when I can smell the slick coating my omega’s thighs. I need her. Need to feel my knot buried inside of her while I remind her she’s mine, that I choose her even knowing she’s related to the bastard whose ass I just kicked.

Fisting the material of her underwear, I pull hard, listening as the threads tear until they fall away from her skin. Soft, wet, pink skin is bared to me. So damn perfect. I need to taste her, to drench myself in her scent so no one will ever question who owns my soul.

Flattening my tongue, I run it from her ass to her clit, carefully skating her hard nub. Two fingers spread her lips, letting me watch her entrance as it clenches around air, so empty, so ready to be filled.

But I want my girl begging, so worked up all she can think about is taking me deep inside her sweet little pussy. Over and over again. I need my girl to break so I can put her back together again, and I think she needs that too.

Slipping my tongue inside of her, I lap up her floral, honeyed slick. Shit, she tastes phenomenal. Her thighs tense around my head, trying to hold me to her. I wedge my shoulders between them, wrapping one arm around her hip to force her to stay spread open for me. I devour her, licking, nipping, and sucking.

Pressing two fingers to her center, I fuck her with them, rapidly building her pleasure, but I stop when she starts to flutter around me.

“No,” she whines. “Don’t stop.”

“Hush, Omega.” I nip her thigh. “You’ll come when I give you permission and not a second sooner.”

Diving in, I repeat the process. Again and again, I bring her to the edge, never letting her fall over that precipice. Tears leak from her eyes, hands clawing at the sheets as she pleads for release. The bed is soaked in her slick and sweat. She’s so wet and hot around me. I can’t wait to feel her wrapped around my cock.

“Please,” she sobs when I pull back from another almost orgasm. Giving in to the desire to sink myself inside of her, I crawl up her body. My breath hisses from my teeth when I lean down to pull her nipple into my mouth.

So lost in building her pleasure, I didn’t notice the change in her scent. Hazy green eyes blink up at me, hands wrapping around my head and pulling me back to her chest. The surge of emotions from the intruders and our sudden bonding must have kick-started her heat.

A glance around the empty room tells me our packmates noticed too. I trust them to take care of all of the last minute tasks to prepare. Everything else can be dealt with when the heat breaks in a few days.

“Alpha, please,” Omen whines. The sound turns pained, her body curling in on itself as a cramp wracks her stomach.

I settle my arms on either side of her, letting my tip bump against her entrance. “I’ve got you, Omega,” I growl. “I’ll always have you.” Slipping inside of her, I don’t hold back. She’s ready and I need to feel her come around me before I knot her.

It’s torture to pull back out of her warmth, but I fight through the desire to sink my teeth and my knot inside of her, locking us together.

Gripping her ass, I lift her from the bed, changing the angle. She screams, head thrown back in pleasure. Her walls clamp down around me as she comes. I push through the tight grip, moving faster and thrusting rougher until my balls start to draw up.

With one forceful push, my knot slips inside of her. Bliss explodes through every cell in my body as she comes again, eyes rolling back into her skull from the force of the orgasm. I’m right behind her, feeling the electricity sparking up my spine as I spill inside of her.

“Fucking. Perfect.” I pant. “So fucking good, Omega. Milking your Alpha’s knot.”

I flip to my back when the pleasure starts to subside, laying her across my chest. She’s snoring softly, exhausted from the toll on her body.

Titan, Nexus, and Callisto slip into the room as my eyes are fluttering closed. We need all the rest we can get because this heat is just getting started. And our girl deserves one hell of a fuckfest to make up for every one we’ve missed.