It takes a second for my words to register, but a moment later she relaxes her hold on me enough that I can gently lay her on the bed, her pale skin and long dark hair a beautiful contrast on the dark purple sheets. Later I’ll take the time to study her body, memorize the curves and lines of it like a script, but now isn’t the time for languid kisses and explorations. She said she was touch starved, that she needs my knot, and I’m done holding back.
Iris reaches for me, but before I ask for permission to enter her nest and finally kiss her, Augie stops me with a hand on my chest. My gaze flashes to him and I hold in a growl. My Alpha doesn’t like that he’s stopping me from claiming my Omega—Idon’t like it.
He holds up his other hand in surrender. “I know, Jett. I know, but I had planned to ask her if she was on any form of birth control, and we need to know before this goes further.”
My dick twitches and if Augie’s soothing Beta energy wasn’t pumping through our bond. I think I may have snapped into a rut at the image of making a baby with the beautifulOmega begging for me.
Heats are designed for breeding. Days of nothing but knots and filling your Omega up with cum to get them pregnant. I’d love a family, but our pack hasn’t talked about children much. We did when we originally formed, but it hasn’t come up since. Not that there would have been a reason to since we weren’t actively seeking an Omega and work takes most of our time.
Iris perfumes, and I inhale deeply, her strawberry pheromones overtaking my senses. She can’t know what I’m thinking, but by her scent, her Omega heard Augie and thought about it too. She no doubt loves the idea of getting pregnant, it’s ingrained in our biology, but I don’t think Iris outside of her heat haze would like that. She just met our pack, and we haven’t even courted. Everything is being clouded by our scent match and her heat. Her Omega is trying to run the show and my Alpha is right there, pushing at me to fuck her hard and fast, come deep inside her womb and knot her so not a drop of my cum can escape her pussy.
Iris reaches out to me again, her face both pained and eyes dejected. I grit my teeth and push against Augie’s hand still on my chest. He continues to hold me back and I look away from Iris’s worried eyes. “I’ll find out, don’t worry, Augie. I won’t do anything she doesn’t want, you know I won’t.”
He stares at me a beat before he finally exhales, shoulders dropping in resignation. I may be on the brink of a rut this time instead of rage; I don’t think any Alpha wouldn’t be this close to their scent-matched mate in heat, but I’d never do anything she didn’t want, nobody in our pack would or could.
Iris whimpers and the sound lances through my heart as if I’m being stabbed. “I’m going to lay down with her now, and you can join us if you’d like,” I tell our Beta.
He looks relieved, and even though I want to be knot deep in Iris already, I’m glad he stopped me and we had this moment. I knew a pack once where their Beta doesn’t take part in heats because they don’t have a knot, but that’s not how our pack works, or I work. Augie is a part of us, and he’s Mateo’s mate;he’ll be here alongside us every step of the way. Especially since Iris wants him here.
I don’t know what happened between them on set after we left, but he smells heavily of her arousal. I have no doubt he was the one who eased her, because if Mateo had knotted her they would have had this conversation already, and they would have not gotten here so quickly. Alpha knots go down faster in a heat, but not that fast.
My cock kicks up at the idea that I’ll be the first one to knot her. I have no doubt if Wilder was more of a cocky asshole, he’d be the first since he’s the Prime of our pack, but that’s not how he is. He may be the most dominant, but he knows Iris is running the show here, and if my star wants me, then I’m going to give everything to her and more.
I quickly undo my shirt and throw it to the side of the bed. Iris observes me with wide eyes, licking her lips as her gaze trails over my abs and across the tattoos on my chest, different ones I’ve collected over the years including the black and grey ouroboros I have on my right bicep that matches the rest of my packs.
“Can we come into your nest, sweet Omega?” I purr.
Gratitude from my pack comes through the bond at my question, happy that I included all of us and not only me. It’s always good to get permission to enter an Omega’s nest, even if it’s clear they want you in it. It shows respect and sets the tone for the rest of their heat.
“Yes, please,” Iris moans, thighs clenching together in need.
I don’t wait longer; I bend over her and place my hands on either side of her head. Her fingers glide up my ribcage, her heated touch creating a wave of arousal through every nerve and synapse. I shiver, her hips arching up so her sex rubs against my bulge, the friction delicious.
Her hands slide up to my shoulders and attempt to pull me down flat on top of her but I tsk. “Not yet, star.” I brush mymouth over hers to stop the objection already leaking from her parted lips. “I need you to focus.”
She tries to pull my body down again and I chuckle. Our Omega may be smaller than me and my pack, but she isn’t weak.
I move back enough that I can stare into her eyes. She’s pouting, thrusting her hips up again in search of my cock. I smirk, letting her seek me out but not giving her what she wants.
“Iris, I have an important question to ask you.” I lace my voice with a bite of a bark so she stops her motions, pupils retracting. Her chest rises and falls in heavy pants. The bed sinks and I don’t need to look to see it’s Augie beside us. His hand reaches out and strokes her bangs away from her forehead, thankfully the makeup she has on still covers the bruise from earlier.
“Yes, Alpha?”
Fuck, hearing her say that to me is incredible. I can’t wait to experiment with our designations, to hear her say“yes, Alpha”but not in question, but while she’s on her knees between me and Wilder, or tied up at our Prime’s mercy while I make her beg to come on my tongue over and over with a toy in her ass and pussy, and her mouth filled with one of her pack’s cocks. For now, she’ll choke my knot with her pussy while the others watch and wait.
“We need to know if you’re on birth control,” I say.
She blinks and nods, wetting her lips before she speaks, breaking through the neediness of her Omega. “Yes.” Her voice is husky.
“Yes what, sweet girl?” Augie asks.
She turns her head to him, wriggling beneath me as her Omega fights to take over again. “I had the shot, and a check up—” Her words break off with a pained sound that makes all the Alpha’s in the room purr loud enough you’d think we put it over the speaker system.
Wilder appears on the other side of me, the mattress sinking beneath his weight. Iris stares up at him and blushes, probably because of the dominance that’s leaking off him. It’s always likethat, but even more now because of the situation we’re in and his near rut we only stopped because of the emergency blockers.
“Are you saying you’ve been tested, Omega?” he asks, placing his hand on her forehead, most likely gauging if she’s overheated. She is, and that’s because she needs a knot. Her hands now resting on my waist feel like a furnace, and her pussy is hot with need. We can all smell her arousal as much as I feel it every time she pushes her hips up into me.
She bites the inside of her cheek and nods.
