Page 54 of Where There's Smoke
I was hard as a damn diamond at the scents that filtered down the hall, my mind cooking up images of that omega taking my pack mates' knots. My own pulsed, and I needed to be there for her. Ineededto be involved in the heat. Finding myself in front of the door to my bedroom, the sounds hit me like a gut punch—moans and whimpers.
Fuuuck.
I pushed on the door, fully expecting to find it locked, but it wasn’t. It opened easily, and there in Melody’s little nest—the one she’d “accidentally” made with our shirts and a plethora of blankets—were the three of them, a tangled mess of limbs as Fitz and Samson both knotted her. It was one of the hottest things I’d ever seen in my life, and my pack mates immediately clued in to my arrival.
They looked my way briefly, both of them fitted inside Melody, and my knot throbbed. The heat was so damn potent, and even as she was knotted, I could smell Melody’s melon scentthick in the air. She was giving off that sweet perfume in waves that rocked me like a stormy ocean.
I was moving inside before I could stop myself or think better of it. “Melody.”
Just her name. It was all I could get out. Neither Fitz nor Samson could deny her when she’d begged for their help.
The frenzy that I knew heats could be seemed dulled, Fitz and Samson catching their breath as they waited for their knots to go down. But Melody, even through the heat haze, her eyes lidded and drowsy, still looked over at me and reached out, making grabby motions with her fingers.
“Knot.” Her voice was quiet but intense,desperate. “Elliot, now.”
“No, we need to talk,” I insisted softly, making her frown.
“No. Knot!”
I glanced at my pack mates. “Is she lucid?”
Fitz winced. “Kinda.”
“Melody…” I waited until I was sure she was looking at me. “The doctor said you need to ride this heat out, since it’s your first. What do you want?”
“Knots.”
I glowered at her. “If you’re not lucid, you won’t get my knot,” I growled.
Melody sat up, glowering at me. “I assure you, Elliot, I'm still lucid enough I could go through the alphabet, maybe solve some light equations—not heavy equations, 'cause I can't do that on the best day. But I'm aware enough to know that what I want are knots, and if you don't want to give them to me, I am sure Fitz and Samson will be happy to oblige.”
“I…” The words weren’t coming, and for each moment that I stood there, breathing in that heavenly scent of melon and the undeniable perfume of sex that suffused the air, I fell deeper and deeper into my own desperation. I had to have that omegabeneath me, taking my knot, calling out my name. She was lucid, that was clear enough from her little speech. And she wanted me.
With a low, hungry growl, I stalked across the room, straight to Melody as she crawled to a new section of her little nest, the knot having gone down enough for her to move. Samson and Fitz stood back, fighting grins because I was sure they were loving this. I was giving in. I was here, ready to help Melody through her heat in any way I could, despite everything.
Mine. She’s all fucking mine now.
“Lift those hips, omega.” I pulled my shirt over my head, not caring that the buttons nearly popped off in the process. My jeans were next, and I shucked them off, along with my boxers, leaving everything in a pile on the floor. “You’re going to present like my good girl, and I’m going to knot you. Take all the pain away.”
“Yes, please,” she whimpered, looking back over her shoulder at me as I ran my gaze over her entire body.
Melody was so flushed, her skin rosy and coated in a delicate sheen of sweat. Her swollen folds dripped with slick and cum from my pack mates clinging to her. My cock throbbed, and a hard, needy growl left me, forcing me to move right up to her, getting into the nest and kneeling behind Melody.
My cock brushed against her seam as I leaned over Melody’s back, kissing along her spine. I could even taste that melon on her feverish skin. She arched against the gentle caresses, her head kicking back. I snatched up a handful of her hair, winding the locks around my fist as I sank back onto my knees, using my other hand to circle the head of my cock against her clit.
“Elliot! Oh, hell!”
“That’s right, omega. I love to hear you cry out my name.” I teased her, slipping past her folds and coating my shaft in her slick. She’d need help to take me. She was such a slim thing, andif it wasn’t for the fact that she’d just taken Fitz and Samson, I’d have been worried about her ability to do this. “Goddamn, you’re so wet.”
“Please.” It was a needy plea, a beg for more that went straight to my cock, making me twitch against her and making my knot throb. “Knot me, Elliot. Please, for fuck’s sake,knot me.”
Everything else in the world dropped away. I didn’t know what my pack mates were doing, and I didn’t give a single flying fuck. Hearing Melody beg for me was music to my ears, and any restraint I’d been holding on to vanished. Using her hair as an anchor as I gripped her other hip roughly, I began to sheathe myself deep inside Melody’s pussy.
She was so damn tight around me, her walls clamping down as I pressed in. Her gorgeous body was drawing mine in, and I gave her more, inch after inch, until I was seated right up to my knot. I needed Melody coming if she was going to take me, and rocked my hips back and forth, starting a slow but powerful rhythm.
“Oh, god. It’s so much.” Melody’s voice was a rough whine, and I looked up from staring at where I fucked her to her sweet face, her eyebrows pinched as she took me. “Oh, Elliot.”
That melon scent was everywhere, coating my cock and skin as it permeated the air. I wanted to wear it on me forever, carry around Melody’s delicious scent all damn day and all damn night. She moved quicker on instinct, and I followed right along, pistoning my hips as we moved faster.
