Page 86 of In Deep
“I don’t want to eat,” I sulk. “I want to be fucked.”
“You need to stay hydrated, and you need to keep your energy up. Your heat is showing no sign of abating, and I don’t want a lecture from a puffed-up little doctor when we have to take you in for dehydration and exhaustion.”
“We have our own doctor right here,” I say, pointing towards Zane.
“And the doctor says to drink, sugar.”
I open my mouth and let him pour more water between my lips. When I’ve gulped down what he obviously considers a decent amount, he leans forward and kisses my forehead. “You’re doing so well, Omega.”
I dart my gaze between all of them, and they nod and hum in agreement.
Every single one of them is in rut now, permanently aroused, desire singing in their alpha eyes. They’re also naked, and I cast my eyes over each of them, admiring how magnificent each of my alphas is, beautiful in their own way, but all strong and powerful.
I slink low against Seb and fresh slick gushes from me.
“Enough food,” Ollie insists. “Time for more fucking.”
My gazes flits between them wondering who will have me this time.
“Who do you want, sugar?” Zane asks with his usual grin.
But the truth is I’m greedy. “All of you,” I say, crawling from Seb’s lap on my hands and knees. I give my arse a little wiggle in Seb’s direction, and he slaps my cheek hard.
“Cheeky little tease,” he growls, and then his hands are tight on my hips, and he’s kneeling behind me, and thrusting deep inside. The others watch wide-eyed.
“I can take more,” I say, licking my lips.
Duncan reaches out and cups my chin, his fingers stroking over my lips. “How were we so lucky to find you?”
“Her scent,” Zane chuckles.
“I’m just glad you’re back, wee yin,” Duncan whispers, kneeling before me and feeding me his cock.
Seb’s fingers slip to my clit, and soon he’s fucking me through my orgasm as Duncan releases into my mouth. I swallow as much of his seed as I can. It’s more warming, more filling, than any of the snacks they’ve fed me. When I’ve taken all he has to give, he pops from my mouth and Ollie is there next.
He crouches down to kiss me, even though the pounding Seb is giving me means my own kiss is sloppy in return. He tweaks a nipple.
“You still hungry?” he asks me, and when I nod, he draws up on his knees and I take his cock in my mouth.
He tastes different from Duncan – they all have their own flavour – and I marvel at how closely their scents and tastes match their personalities. While Duncan’s scent has always reminded me of mountains and forests, Ollie’s reminds me of warm sunshine and heady flowers.
Soon I’m gulping his seed down too and Zane’s straight after, all while Seb continues his steady, forceful pace behind me.
At last, my arms give way and I collapse down on the mattress, only my backside held aloft, and Seb knots me with a roar that sends shivers skating all over my body.
“I haven’t tasted you,” I mutter with a whine as he gathers me up in his arms and settles us down on the mattress.
“There’s plenty of time for that, Omega,” he whispers as I drift off to sleep held against his chest.
When I awake again, it’s to find myself tangled up in a pile of limbs and bodies. Seb’s arm rests under my shoulders and Zane’s trails over my waist. Ollie’s head rests on my stomach and Duncan’s on my thighs. They are all passed out, their sleepy breaths synchronised, their chests rising and falling together.
I run my fingers through Ollie’s hair, and he shifts slightly, murmuring something incomprehensible.
The pain in my gut tugs and I know that soon I’ll be pawing at them for another orgasm. But right now, I have enough of my wits to soak in my situation.
The aroma in the nest has shifted. It’s laced with all our scents now, tangled together like our bodies, and I think I like the smell better than anything else before. In fact, I like this whole damn situation better than anything I’ve experienced before.
I’d been so fearful of ending up here. A plaything for alphas. Something my mother had always warned me against. But I’d been wrong about that. This isn’t being used. This isn’t being abused. This is what it’s like to be cherished, to be worshipped, to be loved.
