“Yes, Alpha.Please, give it to me.”
“Want your pussy filled while I do?”
My interest piques and fresh slick coats my thighs. The big Alpha laughs lowly, the sound so wicked and yummy I perfume.
“Can our Beta join us?” he asks.
Surprise works up my spine but I’m not going to question his offer. If the Prime wants to share me during his rut, I’m not going to say no. I adore the Beta. I adore all the males in this house. But I miss him and his calm basil scent.
“I’ll take that sweet slick and perfume as yes?”
I nod and he kisses me hard on the lips, no doubt tasting us together. When he pulls back we’re both breathless and his eyes have darkened again.
“Then let’s get him in here.”
Chapter seventeen
August
I’velosttrackofhow long I’ve been listening to Iris and Wilder fuck. My poor dick is hard and straining, pre-cum staining the fresh set of boxers I put on.
I’m suffering alone out here, but it’s by choice. Mateo and Jett went downstairs at least twenty minutes ago, unable to be so close to their pack lead in rut. I could tell it hurt them to walk away, but it would have been worse if they stayed. Especially since they’ve both been close to falling into rut themselves, being near has them at risk of doing the same.
I’ve heard stories of more than one Alpha succumbing to it at the same time, and I know Iris is an Omega and built to take them, but she shouldn’t have to deal with that. So, my mate and Jett are off getting a late lunch and fixing Iris and Wilder something for when the rut subsides. And I’m on watch duty. We all trust Wilder, of course we do, but this is an unusual circumstance. I told them I’d stay in case Iris needed me to intervene.
Moreover, I’m the best person for the job. I’ve helped Wilder through a rut before, and I know how he is. I can take his dominance and punishing strength. And while we may not be intimate in the way Mateo and I are on a daily basis, we both love each other. I also have eyes and my Prime is a very attractive Alpha. It’s not like I didn’t enjoy helping him when he needed me, and he knows I’ll always be there for him. He trusts me and I trust him.
“Augie!”
I’m standing up from my spot on the wall in a flash, heart racing by the command in Wilder’s voice and the surprise of it coursing through my system.
“Get in here. Our Omega needs you.”
I’m walking into his bedroom before I even have time to take a breath. The door had been cracked open, but the moment I’m inside their combined scents hit me like a freight train.
Strawberry, mint, sex—like a mojito on the beach in the summertime. I hold back a groan, dick tenting my underwear.
“He’s been waiting to help you, Omega. Look how excited he is.”
My gaze meets Wilder’s briefly. He’s sitting on the bed next to Iris, his hazel eyes black, and thick pierced cock impressive and leaking. He’s definitely in rut, but way more coherent than he was the time I helped him. In the hours that we fucked, he’d hardly let up. Grunting and swearing. He wasn’t making full sentences like this, or acting like the cocky Wilder I know he can be when he’s not in pack leader or business mode. I won’t complain about it, because I’m glad he’s let me join and his Alpha wants to share. But that doesn’t mean I’m not going to be cautious. The last thing we need is to add some Alpha rage to the mix.
“You’re here,” Iris says from the bed. Or should I say our Omega.
She’s stunning. Her generous body is covered in marks from our fingers and mouths, not to mention cum, slick, and sweat. Her face is flushed with desire and lips swollen from kisses. Her legs are slightly spread, her pussy plump and ready to be fucked again.
I cautiously step forward toward the bed, making sure to be aware of Wilder. “I’m here, sweet girl.”
She reaches for me, spreading her legs wider to invite me between them. I’ve had dreams like this before, ones I never even told Mateo about. Visions of us together tangled in sheets whileI made her come again and again. Not only us alone but with Mateo and our pack. I still can’t believe this is all real. That my dream girl is here. That she’s our mate. Our Omega.
It makes me wish I would have met her sooner. That I’d gone to one of her conventions forKnot Hollowsor tried to get our pack to hire her for a movie before now. But what’s done is done, and that’s the past. I’m living in the present, and hopefully after her heat is over she’ll choose to stay with us forever.
I take another step forward but when I reach the edge of the bed Wilder stops me. Iris whines, the low keen an arrow to my gut. I swallow and meet my pack leader’s gaze. He’s half-smiling, stroking his hand down our Omega’s arm.
“I’m knotting her ass, and you’re going to knot her pussy. Do you understand?”
My heart bangs in my chest and all I can hear is the sound of blood pumping in my ears. There’s only two ways I can “knot” an Omega as Beta. One, is if I put on a silicone knot, or two, I use my fist.
I don’t have a silicone knot right now so that leaves the latter. I’d imagined doing that to Iris when I was fingering her on the couch, and I’m not going to lie and say I’m not very interested in the idea. And by the smell of Iris’s perfume filling the air and fresh slick dripping from her slit, she wants what Wilder is offering. Even if she may not know exactly what that is.
