Page 39 of Dream Mates
Sandwiches. Fuck. My stomach rumbled as I hit the bathroom. I gazed longingly at the shower. I reeked. The room reeked. The sheets were going to need to be washed multiple times, and the room would take forever to air out. Maybe I could lure them into the shower…
In the sitting room, I downed a sports drink and hungrily devoured a sandwich, not even aware of what sort it was.
Grace was back and for that I was so fucking grateful. When Brennan had carried her into the nest it felt like the world had restarted after being on pause. I had no idea what had happened, but we could talk later. Also, she didn’t need to talk right now. She needed us.
And our dicks.
While she hadn’t gone into actual heat, she kept having something very close to one of Evan’s heat spikes. There was no slick, but I’d never seen her this wet, this desperately needy. She had no actual omega perfume, but like the last time we’d been here, her scent had taken on irresistible undertones that definitely stated that she needed to be fucked long, hard, and often by her alpha.Eau d’fuck me alpha.
Sometimes in response to trauma or lengthy separation from their alphas, omegas needed to be reassured by being held and knotted, repeatedly. There’d been a little bit of this after boththe shooter on her birthday and the incident with Caroline at the gala.
But this…
This was on a whole different level. Which, of course, made me want to satisfy her, because that was my job. That then set Evan off, hence the cycle. Also, I was pretty sure his heat had been fiercer for the same reasons. We’d had our mate ripped from us and sought solace with each other.
Now she was back.
I filled up Grace and Evan’s cups, which had lids and bendy straws to make it easier to keep them hydrated, and grabbed some more water bottles, along with snacks.
When I went upstairs, groans and moans met my ears. Grace’s eyes were closed, an expression of delight on her face, as Evan and Jett fucked her. Being the filling in a dick sandwich seemed to be her favorite position. She nestled against Evan’s chest. Grace looked too deep into it to do more than hum with delight. Evan and Jett murmured sweet things to her and each other between kisses and strokes.
It also looked like Brennan had finally let go, no longer maintaining the control he so often had in the nest, as he took Evan from behind, his hands tangled in Jett’s unbound hair.
So beautiful. So perfect.
It was nice to see Brennan surrender for once. He always felt like he had to be the heat cruise director. But Bren did have a need for control that went far beyond the usual alpha dominance.
He’d been tender to Grace, stroking her, and giving her little kisses here and there. Her and Evan sharing Brennan’s cock had been so very hot. While I wasn’t sure Grace and Brennan would ever be mates, it would be nice for them to have a deep enough relationship to trust each other.
I put down the drinks and snacks, and sat on the edge of the nest, stroking my cock, watching the four of them, knowing that it was only a matter of time before someone whined for me.
“Wes, I want your knot,” Grace keened.
I was on my feet and at her side in an instant, Evan still fucking her. I gave her a kiss. Shit, she was warm again.
“As soon as Evan’s done,” I promised. Her little pout broke my heart.
“Do you think you can take them both in your pussy, Babydoll?” Jett nipped her earlobe. “That would feel so fucking good.”
That was an idea. I looked around and found a bottle of lube.
“Oh, fuck, yes,” Evan moaned. “Do you want Wes and I in your pussy at the same time, because I know I want to feel his knot rub against me when he’s inside you.” He kissed Grace.
“Yes.” Grace sighed, pure bliss on her face as the two of them continued to fuck her.
“Go slow, use a lot of lube. Check in with them often,” Brennan murmured to me, scooting to one side, as he kept thrusting into Evan.
There was the cruise director. But it wasn’t bad advice, because Evan and I had yet to do this with her.
“Ready?” I lubed her up, putting a slick finger inside her alongside Evan’s dick when she nodded. “How does that feel, Peaches?”
She made a happy noise, eyes closed, head on Evan’s chest, since she faced him.
“Let me know if it’s too much and I’ll stop. Evan?” I asked.
“Mmmm,” Evan smacked his lips as he moved inside her, the feeling of him against my hand making my dick weep.
Slowly, I worked a second finger in, stretching her out so she could take the both of us, as Jett continued to take her ass.
