I awake to the warmest, plushest cuddle puddle in my nest like I have the last few days. Half of me is a happy, purring bundle, laid between my whole pack. Each of them presses against me in ways that make my Omega luxuriate amongst them. The other half of me is noticing how tickly it is to have someone's hand constantly tracing circles in the same placealong the dip of my waist, as well as sweating my tail off, crammed in a pile of bodies that includes four overly warm shifters. The heat seems to steadily build, and eventually, my bladder complains enough to have to move too. An alarm blares, and one of the bodies lets out a groan and a curse in something that definitely isn't English.Lucas then.The weight slumped across my lower legs begins to shift.
As he shifts from the nest, I slip down myself, dropping through the gaps between Teddy and Fury, looking back over my packmates. Fury reaches out with a sleepy scowl, his tattooed hand clutching at the dark sheets. Teddy is totally out-cold, Clay tucked tightly behind him, his massive body spooned tightly into my Beta’s back and his face in Teddy’s hair. Atlas is sprawled behind Fury, starfished on his back with an arm reaching along the pillows to where it had probably been wrapped through my hair at some point during the night.
Lucas kisses my head as I stand, scent marking his cheek against mine before he stretches out those long lines of his body, “I’m working today,amorzhino.I believe Fury and Atlas are too, so you’ll be left with the humans today,” He nuzzles me again, “Natty and his pack are in the apartment still if you need them too.”
I hadn’t even known we’d had an apartment at first, a quaint little place above the double garage at the side of the house with a master bedroom that doubles as a nest. Natty seemed pretty happy with their lodgings, and their whole pack fit easily in the smaller space.
“You take the bathroom up here, I’ll shower downstairs,” Another kiss to my temple graces me as he turns.
“It’s a big shower,” I remark, setting my lips against his bronze throat and nipping softly where I want to leave a bondmark on him, forming a silvery scar, “Maybe…” A pillowwhacks me in the back, along with a deep growl from one of my other Alphas.
“Take your loud horniness elsewhere,” Fury grumbles, burying his face in his other pillow. The tent in his sleep pants gives it away that he’s not really annoyed, and all I can do is laugh as I toss the pillow back, whacking Atlas instead, who just clutches it to his chest and returns to his calamitous snoring.
What a pack we are.
The thought warms me, something it would never have done weeks ago, when I would have done anything to get away from these men, and I shake my head as I try to imagine my life without them now. I can barely stand to be away from them for too long when I head to the big en-suite bathroom off the nest. The orgy-sized tub and giant walk-in shower are giving me ideas as I slather on the scentless body wash, imagining other hands soaping me up and rinsing me off.
Pouting as the scents of my pack drain away with the water, I know how close my heat really is now. It’s been quiet the last couple of days since I was knotted by Lucas after the great wolf chase, but I know it really can’t be too much longer now; it’s all borrowed time.
Stepping back into the main room, I see that I’m down another two Alphas and that my Beta is perched in the big snuggle chair in the corner, his leg tucked up against the arm and two cups of tea on the table next to him.
“Want to know why we chose this room for the nest?” Teddy asks sweetly, holding one of the cups out to me. Peppermint wafts from the liquid, and I sip it with a happy hum.
“Well, it definitely wasn't for the accessibility, that’s for sure.” I laugh, settling myself across his lap when he lowers his leg and pats his thigh, back against one padded chair arm whilst my legs dangle over the other, “Are you sure you don’t want to move it to the ground floor?” I do worry about him and hismobility, especially given that he’s the best cook and the only one who will have a completely clear head during my heats. The last thing we need is an injury while he runs around after his entire pack.
“Don't be silly, there’s a fridge and mini kitchen up here, though I appreciate your concern, sweetheart.” He pets my thigh before picking up a remote from the side, “Now shush and watch.”
I want to grumble at his shushing, but as the mechanical sounds of the blinds lifting hit me, my mouth drops open. The shutters of the floor-to-ceiling windows start to move. Horses graze in the paddocks with unbroken fencing, the shadows of the forest beyond casting dark spikes over our little valley. Further off, the sky is ablaze with the rising sun behind the mountains, and I just can’t pull my eyes from the scene.
Painting the room with reds and oranges, I watch the rays brighten, the light reaching its fingers across the landscape and chasing the shadows. I sit here, awestruck, even as I feel Lucas behind me, his scent dampened by the blocker soap he had to use for his work at the hospital, but the silent way he creeps up before resting his chin on the top of my head gives him away.
“Beautiful,” Is all he says, and I shift around to look at him and kiss him goodbye. But he’s not watching the incredible sight outside; he’s watching me. Those bright golden eyes flare brighter with the sun hitting them, and I feel the blood rush to my cheeks from his compliment. I want to kiss him, rub myself all over him again, and I think it shows in my eyes, “Sorry,amorzhino,can’t have you scent marking me before I leave. It’s stronger today. I don’t think we have much longer before your heat.”
Fury pushes in then, wearing a pair of Levis that hug his ass like a second skin, with a plaid shirt that makes him look like a proper little country boy. Lucas growls, grumbling somethingin Portuguese that has Fury snickering before leaning down to capture my mouth. Mischievous sparks dance in those bright blue eyes, his bristly beard abrasive against my chin as he takes my mouth like it’s the last time he’ll ever kiss me. Rum, mint, and lime explode through the room with the smoky whiskey, and I watch my Cardinal lose control, his hands turning furred. One comes up to pinch my jaw roughly as he licks into my mouth, and I respond with a whimper, letting him dominate the kiss. Beneath me, Teddy is hard and twitching, my scent clouding the room and slick unfortunately, leaking through his joggers.
I wish there were a part of me that could say no to my men, but as the kaleidoscope of scents rises between us, all I really want to do is bury myself in their deliciousness until I can’t smell anything else again. Clay makes a tortured sound from the bed, and I pull free from Fury, my lungs screaming for air, just in time to see my human Alpha's massive biceps flex as he strokes himself. Thumbing the pre-cum over the tip, my tongue darts out to wet my lips at the sight of the fat, dewy head.
Cursing echoes from downstairs along with the extended hissing of a scent-canceling spray, “I’m not coming back up there to be covered in sex stink again. I’ll see you guys at seven!” Lucas calls, his accent thicker as he shouts before the door slams, and I hear the locks click into place behind him. Seven… It's barely six a.m. currently.
“Where’s Atlas?” I breathe as Fury steps back, huffing whilst adjusting himself in his tight jeans, his knot bulging against the zipper. Goddess, I hope he’s wearing underwear, or that’s going to leave a mark.
“Don’t worry about Atty, he’s already left,” Clay answers, and there’s a moment of sharp pain through my chest that makes me purse my lips.
Teddy pauses the rocking beneath me as the scent dulls slightly, Clay’s arm freezes its motion too, “Now, darlin’, don’tyou be like that. Atlas is a single-minded kinda fella and his brain doesn’t quite work right until it’s had at least three cups of coffee, or one’a them kids swings a carabiner straight into his sack.”
Oh. Ouch.
“I’d rather that stayed in one piece, I haven’t had any… Alone time with him yet.”
“If he cums on the carpet again, a carabiner will be the least of his worries,” Teddy grumbles, grinding against me until my perfume flares again. Fury leans in to give me another quick peck on the cheek, a far cry from the damn near X-rated kiss, then glances between the other two, a positively wolfish grin bright against his black beard.
“You two be sure to look after our pretty little Omega now, hmm? She’s dripping like a leaky pipe.” Then I swear to fuck this man, giggles, and runs down the stairs.He got me all worked up just to leave me for his packmates?What a generous Cardinal indeed.
“Mmmhmm,” Comes the hungry growl from the bed, “Oh, I think I will.”
Renewed throbbing starts from beneath me as both Teddy and I peer at our Alpha. Clay has kicked the sheets off fully now, leaning against the edge of the nest in a lazy sprawl, his thighs fallen open so there’s an unimpeded view ofeverythinghe has going on. Left arm curled behind his head, his right just keeps moving up and down his length, squeezing more pearly drops from the slit as he goes, stopping only briefly to cup his balls with a growl.
Teddy moves first, pushing me to get up off his lap as he leaves his crutches to leap from the chair to the nest. By the time I seem to pull my senses together and close my mouth at myBeta's turn of speed, he’s already on top of Clay. Teeth click at the ferocity of their meeting, hands roaming, legs shuffling until I join them, sitting on the edge and soaking through the sheets all whilst trying to work out how I fit around or between them. Hazel eyes flash at me as Clay runs his hands across the broad stretch of Teddy’s back, tracing the scars that trickle up past his hips before giving me a wink. In a flash of movement and a snarl that sounds decidedly very un-Beta-like, the smaller man is on his back in the center of the nest, with the Alpha at his head, wrestling his arms under control. Clay towers above him, both wrists in one giant hand, whilst he reaches down, down, down.
