Page 24 of The Beta: Part Two
I have a secret weapon, something that Jasper has been asking for, something that I have enlisted Kaleb's help with. Kaleb is the only alpha who hasn't touched me, and he won't be touching me when I go into heat. Jasper very, very much wants to watch Kaleb fuck me, I very much want to watch Kaleb fuck Jasper. So, Kaleb and I have a collaborated attack planned for after dinner.
We're going to come at him from so many angles and senses that he's going to be an adorable, sexy puddle when we fuck him. I'm almost bouncing with excitement. I didn't tell Kaleb, but I asked Nathan to record it. He said he would only if he could keep a copy. I told him he could put a copy in the group chat. Nathan doesn't often have a wicked smile, but when he does it's one of the sexiest things that could possibly exist.
Our plan is shot all to shit when I go into honest to god actual fucking heat before I even get finished cooking. I don't know why I thought it would happen in the middle of the night, turns out four forty-five in the evening on an unnecessarily balmy Wednesday is the perfect time for me to lose my fucking sanity to cramps and slick and a raging, hollow need so intense that I can't breathe or think.
I thought the wave of agony that hit me like a bus in the basement was bad, it was nothing compared to this. I'm so glad for all the preparations and planning we've done, I'd never be able to do anything in this state.
No one is in the kitchen with me, Kaleb is always at the table but he isn't there now. Trent is usually under my feet, stealing bites and samples of whatever I'm making, but he isn't there, either.
I breathe through the first wave of cramps, and start moving toward Nathan's room where we decided to do this. I didn't want an outside alpha's scent tainting Jasper's nest, no matter how good a guy Corso is, and Nathan agreed and offered up his room as a temporary solution. I try to walk down the hall, but I can't. I end up crawling down the hall, cramping and whining.
When I finally get through the door I'm hit with another wave and sweat breaks out, sticking my clothes to my skin. It's unbearable, it hurts, and that's how Jasper finds me. Curled in on myself ripping at the clothes that are hurting me, shivering, panting and whining. He bends down, cradles me to his chest, and carries me to the bed.
There are two baskets of different kinds of nesting materials beside the bed, and one big pile of used clothes that smell like all of them. I reach for that, my arm flopping limply over the side of the bed and Jasper laughs the purest sound of joy I've ever heard. I feel a twinge of guilt for not giving that laugh the reverence it deserves, but I need those scents. All of them.
Chapter ten
Jasper
She's perfect and beautiful and vicious. I knew she would be. I was worried that she wouldn't want our pack's clothes after she pushed them away that horrific day in the hospital, but she wants them. She's got a garment from each of us within reaching distance at all times, every corner of the bed has a small hoard of fabric that smells like us. I don't think we're going to be staying on the bed, though, based on the way Talia keeps eyeing the corner of the room with Nathan's book shelves. I’m not surprised she’s considering that area. The scent of books would comfort her, and the corner location combined with the thickness of the wall of books would make her feel more secure.
I can almost see her mentally planning the move and I text Devon to bring more blankets, big fluffy blankets, preferably from our beds. The only bed that is off limits is mine, and that's because Talia refused to allow my room to be desecrated, her words, not mine.
When I found her on the floor in Nathan's room I knew immediately that it was time and sent out the alert. I didn't wait for them to arrive, I helped her rip away her clothes and then mine, and I fucked her the second she spread her slick-shined legs. The sounds she made for me will be burned into my mind forever. I may not be an alpha, but I've never been so hard in my life.
Trent assured me that when I'm in heat my dick is every bit as hard as it is now and has remained no matter how many times I've found release. He licked his lips and leaned over me to sample it, and I tried to warn him off, not knowing how Talia would react. I didn't know if she would take poorly to one of the alpha's attention being on me instead of her, or if she'd take poorly to sharing me with them. I didn't want her first heat to be any bloodier than it was already going to be, but I shouldn't have worried.
She was entranced by the sight and growled when Trent attempted to stop licking me. I got to live the fantasy I imagined for Trent weeks ago, she propped herself up on the other side of me and held Trent by the hair until he made it obvious he had no intention of not helping her suck the cum out of me. I've had so many orgasms in the past twenty four hours that my balls are beginning to ache in a way that I don't appreciate, and still I'm hard.
Nathan is also beginning to show signs of exhaustion. He and Trent are both lost to the rut, and I'd be a fucking liar if I tried to say that coherently seeing them in rut isn't the most magnificent thing in the universe.
Even worn thin and pale, with dark circles under their eyes, Nathan and Trent aren't letting up on my girl, soon to be our girl. They're giving her everything they've got. She's sandwiched between them right now, Talia, snapping and snarling, is riding Nathan within an inch of his life while Trent is sliding his thick cock between her ass cheeks. So far I've been the only one to touch her there, but I think she might start begging to have her ass knotted before this is over.
I don't know when this will be over, none of us have experienced a female omega heat, and the average length is five days. But if her mother and sisters are anything to go by it could be seven or eight; I know because I called Elizabet to ask. I don't know if Nathan can last four days, much less seven; and Trent won't be long after him in tapping out.
Talia's lust-blown eyes slide over to meet mine and then travel down my chest to focus on my cock. She licks her lips and I know she wants more of my cum. I have often wondered how alphas fair during a heat, and this has been eye opening.
Don't get me wrong, this is one of the single most enjoyable things I have ever consciously experienced, and I will want this for the rest of my life; but holy fuck I think I really will need an IV drip when this is over. Talia won't eat food, the only thing she wants to swallow is our cocks and our cum. I asked if I was the same and Trent grunted at me from where he was leaning against the headboard during one of the brief periods of quiet between waves of her heat.
I crawl across to her and my heart stutters at the expression of absolute wonder and love on her face as she watches me come to her. I know she's gone and lost to her heat, little more than instinct, but she's still there, still mine. I stand up on the bed, bracing one hand on the wall, and she wraps her small hand around my shaft and licks it into her mouth.
It's always the same, always different, always perfectly what we need. Sometimes she's demanding, other times she's soft, sometimes she needs me to sink my fingers into her hair and fuck her mouth like it's her pussy, and it's always perfect. This time she's content to suck me gently in time with her grinding thrusts against Nathan.
His darkened eyes are moving back and forth between where I'm sliding between her lips and her breasts swaying gently with her movements. Soon I hear the telltale deep growl that heralds Nathan's completion, and his knot. Talia hears it, too, and doubles her efforts, releasing her own sweet purr of need. I answer it with my deeper growling purr, and just as Nathan reaches for her hips to press her down onto him, raising himself up to help her take his knot, Trent begins to purr, too. All the vibrating sounds of pleasure and contentment affect my omega sensibilities and my brain slowly spins into a tingling fog.
I hear Talia's high-pitched cry when Nathan finishes and realize Talia's mouth has been replaced with Trent's and I sigh. Talia falls forward onto Nathan's chest and his hands stroke up her back, but her big blue eyes are all for me. They're full black moons thinly ringed by sapphire sky and they're watching my alpha take care of me.
“Fuck him, Trent. I want to watch,” her voice is slurred, soft, sleepy, and blissed out, “lay down beside us, Jasper. I want to fall asleep to the sound of you cumming for your alpha.”
I stop to kiss her swollen mouth on my way to my back, and Talia reaches to join our fingers as I wrap my legs around Trent's waist and correct her, “ours, Talia. He's ours.”
One dominant growl in my ear has me releasing as much slick as Talia has been and then he pushes inside.
Talia has a drunk grin pulling her lips and Trent's jaw is slack in his pleasure.
“Not gonna last, darlin,” Trent says, and I don't know if it's directed at me or our girl, but she answers.
“Give him your knot, alpha. Please,” she sighs and twirls a lock of Nathan's hair in her fingers, “I want us to be knotted together while we rest. Please?.”
