“This is your first time and his, and you’re going to want to push, but he needs to make sure you feel good. It’s important, so you’re going to listen to us, aren’t you, Omega?”
I stare at him and then bob my head.
“Good girl.”
I gasp, and when he gets close, I step into him, rubbing my body along the length of his.
His fingers trail over my back, leaving liquid lightning in their path. I’m turned, and I find myself staring at a naked Sebastian again. It’s been years since I accidentally walked in on him in the shower, and he’s changed, but not that much. He is just bigger, more intense, larger than life.
I step away from Katsu as he turns, and I get a look at him. I’ve seen naked men on the Internet, when Sofia and I got curious in high school and looked up pictures. The guys at school when they were skinny-dipping.
But I’ve never seen a guy like this, not erect and hard and weeping for me. I’ve never seen the engorged flesh of an alpha’s knot. But I can see it now.
Sebastian looks raw, and there’s a flicker of hesitation in his eyes. No, that’s not good enough. I glide towards him, stepping into him deliberately so the hot, thick ridge of his cock presses against my stomach. I’m breathing hard, my lungs rising and falling as I slowly lift my hands and run them down his chest.
I could touch him all day long and never get bored.
“You are beautiful.”
“I think that was my line,” Sebastian says.
“Take me to my nest, Alpha.”
One arm sweeps me up, and he’s turning, stomping down the hallway to the nest. He opens the door and stops dead.
I do a double take, pulling myself free of his arms, and step into the room. It’s lit up with twinkling lights. There’s a little box that’s projecting coloured waves. There’s a massive mattress taking up three quarters of the space that looks like it could easily handle all four of us, and so many pillows and cushions it’s not funny.
“I was supposed to make the nest,” I say flatly.
“Did you want to?” Sebastian says. “We thought we were helping.”
“No, I didn't, I just am supposed to want to, right? It was enough to pick it out; I didn’t need to do this, but I should have, right? That’s what omegas do?” I fret, feeling like I’ve stuffed up, like it’s not right.
“Who says that’s what omegas do? Omegas can do whatever they want.” He brushes a hand over my hair, soothing the uncertainty. “Besides, Fox and Katsu really enjoyed doing this for you.”
“They did?” I ask uncertainty.
“We did,” Katsu says. “It was my pleasure to create my omega’s nest.”
I look at it with more interest, seeing the organised lines of Katsu and the chaotic artistry of Fox. They created my nest. It somehow feels extra special, sacred, even. The unease is smoothed away, leaving me feeling soft and warm.
I step into it and kneel on the bed. It’s perfect, not too soft, not too hard. There aren’t too many blankets, nor are there too many pillows. More importantly, the nest smells like my alphas, and I beeline straight to the pillows, where I find items of their clothing. I lean down, picking them up, smelling them one by one before replacing them exactly where I found them.
“I love it,” I whisper, near tears.
There’s a box on the mattress that I look at. It’s black and has a ribbon. It’s about the size of my hand. I reach for it, checking in to see if someone is going to stop me.
“Who is this from?”
“That’s from me,” Sebastian says. “It’s for you. For now, actually.”
I grab it and rip it open, staring at the yellow vibrator and feeling the hunger return in a wave that takes my breath away.
“What’s this for?” I purr.
“To make you feel good.”
It’s not in its packaging, and when I turn it on, I find that it’s charged. I turn to Sebastian and toss it to him. He catches it easily.
