A soothing voice whispers to me, telling me how much of a good girl that I am. A hand rubs over my back as I ride though the spike. I curl up on myself as my memories come back to me.
The Omega killer. My secret. Heat. Victor.
My eyes shoot open, my head lifting as I find exactly who I am looking for.
His eyes are wide, looking at me in a mild state of panic. There is a desperation in his eyes as I watch him mull over in his head what he needs to do to help me right now.
I don’t give him the chance to do anything though.
Moving my body so I am straddling him, I look at the Alpha below me.
“If you are to be here for my heat, you need to understand one simple thing. You are here to serve me.”
Before I can finish my sentence, he is already nodding. With my next words, I lace them with as much dominance as I possibly can.
“You will be at my beck and call these next few days. If I want your cock, you will give it to me. If I want your knot, you will say, yes Omega. If I want you to eat my pussy until I squirt in your mouth, you will do as I say. Do you understand?”
Victor’s eyes heat, nodding his head quickly. “Yes, Omega.”
I chuckle, biting my lip. Ever so slowly, I roll my hips over the hardening length I can feel beneath me.
“I want you to worship me, Alpha.”
Quicker than I can blink, Vic has me flat on my back. Kneeling between my thighs, he bends down, inhaling my scent. His pupils widen until his eyes are practically black.
“It would be my honor, Omega.”
I groan as he does exactly that, right before the blur of the heat takes me under.
My eyes blink rapidly against the light threatening to blind me. My body aches as I stretch. I cringe against the sheen of sweat, slick and cum that covers my body.
I slowly sit and give myself a moment to look around the room.
Fuck, how many days has it been?
Blankets, pillows and clothes are strewn about in a matter that makes it look like a natural disaster hit the nest.
Conall and Vic are on either side of me, the latter looking right at me. His hair is mused, the strands looking like they haven't seen a brush in days. It makes me think of my own hair. Reaching a hand up, I find two braids someone must have given me before things got too far. There are a few fly aways I can feel but I thank my lucky stars that one of my Alphas thought ahead.
“Conall made sure that your hair was tied back before you got too deep into your heat. You refused to sit still for him unless you had his cock in your mouth.
I choke, gaping at Vic as I process what he said. A blush reddens my face.
“Oh my god. I’m a fucking whore.”
Vic growls, drawing my attention back over to him. I watch as he crawls towards me. There is this menacing look on his face as he gets right into my space.
“The way you commanded your three Alphas through your entire heat was one of the most attractive and pleasurable experiences of my life. You were so fucking beautiful.”
He shakes his head as that ominous look he was wearing is replaced with raw admiration.
“You are so fucking strong. You ooze power in a way that is hard to not remain on my knees for you. You are a vixen. One that takes control of her pleasure.”
He moves until his mouth grazes my ear.
“It was an honor to serve you,” he whispers, causing goosebumps to travel over my skin.
My stomach clenches, my core already feeling needy and desperate for more of the Alpha in front of me.
