My brows furrow, “How did you avoid the council on your asses after revealing to humans?”
“The rules don’t count as long as you file pack paperwork. Basically means that if they say or do anything that risks revealing… We have to be the ones to enact justice.” Fury is grim, but he’s sitting back in that relaxed slouch he seems to favor, “Lot more mixed packs than you think.”
“They have already told you I’m a surgeon at the local hospital,” Lucas grumbles, picking at his food, “easier when my patients can’t talk back.”
I choke a laugh, covering my mouth so Atlas doesn’t wear my dinner, “Yeah, that sounds like you. It lets you help without anyone seeing that you like to help.”
Despite the low growl that fills the room, there’s a touch of what I think could be amusement in his molten eyes. Teddy shuffles in his seat, having already finished his food and getting comfortable with Clay on the big love seat, “I was born here, this is the Amberwood plot, used to be a massive cattle ranch, but not anymore. Sold off the cattle a year or so ago, so I just keep some chickens and the horses now.” He taps the metal beneath his pants. I felt the prosthetic when I sat on his lap, but I didn’t dare ask about it. His coffee scent takes on this awful tingewhen he touches it, and he’s clearly not happy about it: “Clay’s a darling and helps sometimes, Fury too.” He leans up to peck him again, chuckling as the other man tempts him into a proper kiss.Damn.Perfume floods the room in a wave of rum mixed with coffee and pepper, and I dip my head to hide the blush. Clay groans against Teddy’s lips, dropping his forehead against him.
“Oh, she likes that.”
As though sensing my discomfort, Fury interrupts the silence, pressing his cushion down a little harder, “I’m a farm vet at a local clinic. Keeps me on my toes. I’m back on call for the rest of the week, starting tomorrow, until I’m back on regular shifts. It’s pretty quiet here for the most part. Can’t say I miss being called out at all hours because Betsy is limping again,” He groans, “Damn cow.”
Before I can ask about said‘damn cow,’pain tears through me, like I’ve been tased, every muscle in my body goes taut, my stomach electrified as I scream out in agony.
“Fuck! Skye? What’s wrong?” Fury’s voice sounds so far away, like I’m at the bottom of a well, but I can’t explain, my breath is pulled from my lungs with a sudden jolt, “She’s perfuming, what the fuck. It can’t be her heat yet, right?”
Another peal of lightning zips through me, and I gulp a breath. My knees are held down by the weight there when I try to curl in on myself.
“She’s having a heat spike,” It’s Lucas who speaks, over the ringing in my ears, “She needs an orgasm to calm her hormones, then I can give her a shot of suppressors. The stress and the scent match are probably pushing the timeline up a little. It’s manageable, I have things here.”
“Skye darling, we need your permission. We won’t touch you without consent. Atlas can help you feel better.”
I raise my head between bolts, my packmates gathered around me with concerned faces, “Make it stop, please.”
That’s all it takes before Teddy has the blanket pulled from me. Clay is behind the sofa, tugging my arms away whilst whispering sweet nothings to me, his warm cheek rubbing mine as he scents me, settling my pain ever so slightly. Fury is cautious, his face level with mine as he winces at the pain I’m in, wiping his thumbs across the tear stains and dragging the wetness as he cups my cheeks and leans in. Hot breath ghosts across my lips as he leans in, his throat bobbing as the gentlest touch descends on me with the softness of those full, rosy lips. Drinking down his smooth whiskey taste, he’s better than his scent promises, and I lose myself for a moment in his kiss before his tongue traces the seam of my lips, and I open for him.Fuck,he’s the best thing I’ve ever tasted. Licking across the tip of my tongue, he teases me into deepening the kiss, a quiet whine escaping at the bolt of pleasure that shoots through me.
Tensing as nails trace up the inside of my thigh, I’m stopped from slamming my legs shut by the thick shoulders of Atlas jammed between them, his rough beard setting my nerves on fire as his mouth follows the path blazed by his fingertips.
Stopping in his attack on my mouth, Fury leans back to rest his forehead against mine, brushing our noses together with a deep exhale. He tugs on one of my thighs, pulling me open further for Atlas to slide closer until I can feel the heat of his breath across my slick, soaked skin.
“Hurry up!” I cry out, fighting against the hold that Clay has on my wrists as another wave hits, and then Atlas is on me. Hot wetness encases the entirety of me as he burrows his tongue into my entrance, slurping at the slick gathered there. Teeth graze my clit, and a whimper escapes when the pleasure battles with the sharp pangs of my heat spike, but Atlas gives me no rest. Pulling back only slightly, he bobs his head at Fury. My Cardinal takes my breath again with another scorching kiss, seeking every last taste in my mouth, just as Atlas is doing with my cunt. Betweenthe two of them, I’m floating. The tongue between my legs pulls back ever so slightly, then fingers trace around my clit. It’s too gentle a touch to get me anywhere, but pulls another raw whine from before Atlas descends on me, working in time with the long digits that press into my heat… Long digits that belong to Teddy, my blurry eyes catching movement from the Beta now perched on the sofa next to us. The scents of the pack swirl around me, only missing the soft ocean spray of the jaguar.
Lucas is still on the other sofa, as far from me as he can sit, face tense and unhappy even though the truth is right there in the pressing bulge in his pants—he’s as turned on as everyone else.
Fury growls low in his throat, leaning back from nipping at my lips, “When my pack mate is eating your pussy like his last supper, you will pay him the attention he deserves.” Finding my hands free, I bury them once more in the soft mane of the Alpha between my thighs, tugging on Atlas’ hair. This time, he doesn’t look up, no. He lets out a rough groan and goes to town, his tongue lapping at me. Theo’s fingers speed up, curling just right as they build me up together, Fury's mouth dropping to envelop my nipple and sucking it into a stiff peak, and I’m a goner. Clutching at them tightly, I curl in on myself, wailing out my orgasm as it crashes through me.
They don’t stop. Tongues and teeth and fingers teasing, working me into over-sensitivity. Shoving at Atlas with weak, trembling arms, my face flames at his soaked beard and bright grin flashing before his pink tongue darts out to clean his face of my slick.
Theo follows, sliding his fingers into his own mouth and cleaning his digits off with a pleased humming. He’s only just pulled them out with a pop when Clay grabs his chin, turning to drag him into a kiss and devouring my taste from the Beta’s mouth. With a cautious shift, I sit up and breathe out a heavysigh that my stomach doesn’t cramp and strain with the spike, clearly satisfied for now.
My packmates all look thoroughly satisfied, pleased with themselves at having fixed their Omega’s heat spike, and I have to wonder if I’ll survive this month at all.
Atlas
I swear I hadn’t meant to come. I definitely hadn’t meant to come all over the carpet.
Rum scented slick soaks my face, my tongue darting out to catch every single last morsel of my Omega. If I could go the rest of my life digging the last drops of her from my mustache and beard, I would.
Relaxed and finally at peace, she falls asleep almost instantly after her orgasm, head dropping against Fury’s shoulder and a soft snore escaping her. Lucas had fled as quickly as possible, his retreating steps followed by our quiet snickering—we all noticed the wet patch on the front of his pants. I guess if I weren’t the only one, then it wouldn’t be so bad. Scrunching my nose, I look down at the glistening, pearly streaks on the carpet, then back up at my pack lead with an apologetic smile. Fury returns it, his belly and chest covered too.Oh.
With a curt nod, I stand, glancing between Skye and the rest of my pack, wondering what happens now. Teddy reads it clear on my face, “She’s skittish still. She doesn’t trust us, and I think she’ll take the first opportunity to bolt as soon as she wakes up.”
Clay agrees; he usually does when Teddy speaks. In the time since we’d joined the pack, watching them fall in love is bittersweet. I want something like that, a warm lover to hold at night, someone to just have fun and play with. I want to be surrounded by the love that I grew up with. My mom’s an Alpha,and Cardinal of her pack, with two other Alphas and her Omega. I’m a mirror image of my Omega dad, so the shock when I presented as an Alpha and sprouted from this little string bean, several feet up and out, had been a little much. And like any young male shifter, I left my pack and wandered, just following my heart… Halfway across the country and into Clay. When I shifted back, I scared the shit out of him, but the feeling offamilyhad been just too much to resist, and he’d done what he always does, treated me with nothing but kindness.
“Maybe we should stop talking about this whilst she’s here,” Fury’s voice is tight, angry, pulling me back from my daydreams to wince at his bared teeth. I’ve never seen him as dominant as he’s been the last few days.
“C’mon, bossman,” Clay murmurs, and I can see his anxiety stepping up, his hands moving constantly over Teddy, his leg bouncing. I hate that he feels like he has to defuse everything before it starts, and rest my hand on his bouncing knee. Not to stop, just to support, “I agree with Teddy, maybe taking her on dates and letting her get to know us individually without the rest of the pack would let her relax a little more.” Bobbing my head, I feel the weight of a heavy blue gaze.
