Anarchy, p.38
Anarchy, page 38
Damn it.
What did it matter?
She had two more alphas waiting impatiently outside, and I was pretty sure Sin would live inside her right now if he could. Until the end of both their heats, it would be a struggle to detach them from each other.
Grabbing Crescent’s hair up in my fist, I tipped her head to the side. She was so pliant beneath me, not hesitating when I moved her around. Her delicate throat stretched before me, and I kissed the edge of the mark I’d left on her skin.
“Mine,” I growled.
Her breathy whine had me grinding forward on my next thrust.
I couldn't feel anything but my thick knot pressed against the tight seal of her ass, and her body parted to accept it easily. I squeezed my eyes shut at the rushing pleasure starting at the base of my spine, my knot inflating to lock us together, even though there was barely space.
It was too much.
The tight channel gripped my knot.
Her heightened scent, velvet and cocoa, was rich with heat.
I released, coming inside of her with a strangled cry.
Sin choked on his next groan, the chains of the cuffs clinking as he fought against the restraints again.
She was gripping my cock like a vise, and it might be even more intense for him as her inner walls convulsed. Orgasms wracked her one after another, each one triggering a new wave of groans from Sin and I.
I couldn’t tell how long passed like that, but her body finally ended up spent. The tension in her muscles went lax, and she fell back against me in a heap of trembling limbs.
I kissed her temple, then glanced at Sin.
He was staring at her reverently, and unlike earlier didn’t seem too perturbed by me being there. I’d proven myself to his instincts, it seemed.
“Vandle?” Crescent reached up to stroke my cheek.
I leaned into the touch, finding a rusty purr rumbling in my chest. “Yeah?”
“Do you love me?”
The purr stuttered for a second in my surprise, then continued. “Of course, Princess. Love you more than anything.”
She sighed happily, her cheek rubbing against my chest. “If you love me so much, why aren’t you knotting me again?” Her tone had a bit of a pout, and a bit of a whine to it.
I blinked down at her, a little stunned.
She’d… just finished. Her body was still trembling. I hadn’t even caught my breath yet.
But I guess that was the reality of an omega in heat.
And I was doing the job of three alphas while we got Sin settled, so… fuck. Time to prove my love until she was completely spent because I sure as hell wouldn’t be the one to tap out first.
58
CRESCENT
The alpha beside me was snoring like a log, and it was easy to slip from his grip. I loved Vandle’s comforting scent of burning wood, and Sin’s desert eclipse flooding the space too, but the other two scents were noticeably faint.
I knew they’d been patient on purpose, needing to ease Sin in with one alpha, but now I needed my ocean storm, my gunmetal. Karma and Phantom.
Where were they?
I swayed a little when I stood, but didn’t bother to put on clothes before I padded from the brightly lit nest. The rest of the house was a bit dimmer, fewer large windows, and I didn’t have to squint as much.
In the main living room, which was so long the far side was definitely blurry, I didn’t immediately see anyone. Phantom’s scent was faint, like he wasn’t even here—which had a whine bubbling in my throat—but Karma’s…
The door to the bathroom opened directly beside me, steam pouring out.
He was here!
His charged scent of an ocean storm was suddenly surrounding me with the heat emanating from the room.
I whined as slick gathered in my core, my legs suddenly trembling.
“Got you, Moonlight.” Karma’s arms wrapped around me, his body damp.
“You weren’t in the nest,” I accused.
“Thought I should shower.”
My lips pursed. “You could have done that with me.”
He chuckled, rough and low. “Got it. No solo showers allowed. Let me get you some water, and then we’ll go back to the nest. Sin should be… okay by now, right?”
I nodded, then let him lead me back to the living room and sit me down on the couch. My stomach clenched when he let me go, and he didn’t make it two steps before he was rushing back to my side at my uncomfortable whine.
“Ah, shoot,” he mumbled. “No water. OK. To the nest, now—”
Karma stopped short when I clutched at his arms and pulled him down on top of me. His throat bobbed as he swallowed, his eyes darkening.
“I want you to knot me.” I reached for his cock, wrapping my hand around it and giving him a few unsteady strokes.
He groaned. With Karma, I never had to ask twice.
With hands sliding under me, he laid me on my back on the couch, my head propped on a pillow. My thighs parted around his hips, his umber skin still glistening from the shower. His burgundy braids were tied in a tight bun at the base of his head so they wouldn’t get wet.
So beautiful.
I ran my fingers down his chest, his muscles tense beneath the touch.
So strong.
And then I stroked a single finger along the upper side of his cock, watching it jerk and leak.
So hard.
My tongue darted out to wet my lips, and Karma’s gaze locked on the movement. A needy growl rumbled in his chest, and I repeated the motion as a tease.
He leaned down and claimed my mouth in a kiss. It was possessive and desperate, full of need he’d been bottling up while letting Sin get used to the idea of having them help me through my heat. The air was full of him, charged and electric, my ocean storm.
But as he claimed my mouth, he was neglecting the rest of me.
Karma really wasn’t good at multi-tasking.
Fumbling for his cock, I wrapped my hand around the length and lined it up with my entrance, feeling achingly empty.
“Alpha,” I whined against his lips.
His hips slammed forward, filling me like that pleading word had been a dark bond command.
I hugged him close, keeping him locked in a messy kiss, my body wound tight and ready for release. He only broke the kiss once to pant words that made my chest swell with happiness.
“Love you, Moonlight. I love you so freaking much.”
And, breathlessly, I gave him a response that made his expression light up with joy.
“I love you too, Karma.”
SIN
Vandle was a snoring lump in the nest, knocked out cold from fucking Crescent. It made sense; she’d been insatiable, and she was packed up with three alphas, so he was doing triple the work for that first wave. I knew it was only so I wouldn’t be overwhelmed by three alphas in the room so soon, which… Now I was more with it again, I did appreciate.
My hands were still bound, which grated at me more and more as I listened to Karma fuck her in the other room.
Without me.
We’d gone a lot of rounds, so my mind was calm from the heat haze for now, but it wasn’t enough. I was still in heat, and I needed more.
As a sigma, I could pick anyone for my heat, and she was my heat angel.
The bonds with my alphas had settled, opened, and I wasn’t as frantic as I had been before.
I could share.
I supposed.
Clearly Vandle hadn’t listened to shit when I told him there wouldn’t be a problem—evidenced by the chains at my wrists. But… uh, well. He might have been right. I’d kind of lost it.
This was my first heat, so I should have seen it coming. Right now I’d calmed down for what… a few minutes, and I could already feel it brewing in the distance like a storm.
She did need their knots, even if I didn’t…
But I was going to lose it if I had to listen to Karma’s grunts as he banged her in the next room for another second.
I think… I must be over the alpha aversion because I was starting to realize it was good they were there.
I was going to fuck my omega better than them—and they were going to watch.
Well, once these chains were gone.
I waited impatiently, straining against the cuffs holding me back. Where was she?
She knew I needed her.
Our bond suddenly lit up with pleasure, sending me reeling.
That was it, right? She’d be done soon?
My mind was descending into a haze, a whine of frustration slipping out. I needed her…
I strained, the chains clinking loudly, another pathetic sound rising in the room, a growl with it, but I was slipping into need so fast I didn’t care.
Where was she?
My—Fuck yes. Crescent stepped into the room, gloriously naked aside the key around her neck.
She was going to touch me again.
She came over to me first, a frown knitting her brow. “Are you okay?” She was breathless from the fuck.
I nodded, relief flooding my warming body at her touch. She kissed me, driving her tongue past my lips and shedding hers and Karma’s ocean scent all over us.
On purpose?
Maybe trying to get me used to him.
She was such a perfect pack omega.
“Give me a second,” she whispered, and I bit back a whine as her touch vanished. There was a ray of light on her skin from the sky above and she wrinkled her nose.
It wasn’t directly sunny in here often—which she preferred. The trees draped shadows across the whole cabin, leaving it in almost perpetual shade. There were blinds and curtains she could draw so she could pick how dark she wanted it.
But natural shade was exactly what she liked. It was what made this home so perfect, and allowed her to star-gaze through her nest roof at night without being too exposed.
There was a little slice of the evening, however, where it did break through the trees.
I shifted my head, trying to look at the gap, a growl rising in my chest at the threat to her comfort. I had identified exactly where the sunlight came from in the garden.
I would patch it up.
In a daze I watched my pale-skinned, naked omega hurry around the room, the sun glinting occasionally off her snow-white hair. Her curves were mesmerizing, and I couldn’t stop staring, my cock so hard it hurt.
She skipped the blinds and drew all the curtains closed until the nest was dim.
Right. That was good. All I wanted was for her to be comfortable.
And on my dick, but that would come.
The last beam of light caught on the key hanging around her neck.
I stared at it.
That would free me so I could touch her.
She rushed back to me, a grin on her face, and pinned the key between two fingers. Her gaze darted down to my cock and glazed over a bit, her pupils trembling.
I swallowed down my demand for her to let me free.
Fuck, they’d been right to do it, but now I wanted out.
I shoved back my flare of jealousy as I examined the hickey Karma had left on her breast.
I could behave. For her.
Though… if the hickey had been on my bite… then I might have to rip his head off.
I took a breath. I was the one with privilege.
I was such a fixture in her nest that she chained me here so she could use me whenever she needed.
See. I could be rational… I must be calm enough to be free.
At that moment, Karma slipped into the nest, smirking at me, and I bared my teeth.
Or… maybe not.
I narrowed my eyes as he settled in a corner with a blanket draped casually over his lap. He was topless, and there was a distinct sheen to his abs from the fuck. He was watching me like he was tempted to make a joke, but restrained himself.
The touch of Crescent’s fingers trailing down my chest drew my attention back to her. She took off her necklace, gently scoring the tip of the key into my taut muscles.
“Can I let you out?” She sounded so excited, but shot glances at Vandle and Karma.
Her key tapped my skin again, the metal warm from resting against her chest. I swallowed hard as her touch got me wired, the waves of heat that still felt so unfamiliar returning with force.
“Yes, Firefly. Let me touch you.”
She grinned, eyes hazy with lust as she leaned around me to slip the key into the lock that held me back.
I think the act of actually getting to use her key might have been too much, because one moment she was there, then the next she wasn’t. Another tide of her velvet and cocoa scent crashed over me and dragged me down with it.
Now free to claim her my way, everything changed.
The world became a haze as I descended into the next cycle.
Karma was there, and this time, I wasn’t threatened.
The world was full of faded flashes of my firefly goddess trapped between me and Karma, beautiful sounds rising in the air as she broke apart under us.
Vandle woke to her whines, and joined us, and after another few sessions, Phantom was in the doorway to her nest.
“We’re allowed in now?” he asked, stunned. “And no one told me.”
I was finally spent—which was truly impressive—but I’d been contentedly watching, waiting for my next surge of heat, as Crescent rode Karma and Vandle kissed her.
The fear I’d felt earlier had passed, easily managed by the desperate noises they got out of Crescent as they wrecked her.
It meant even when I was spent, they didn’t stop, and I was okay with that.
“You were out front,” Karma chuckled from where he lay. “She needed a knot.”
“Because I couldn’t stand listening to her getting fucked when I wasn’t allowed in.”
“No pain, no gain.”
Phantom crossed the nest in an instant, shoving between her and Vandle and cupping her cheeks in his hands.
“Where were you?” she asked, eyes glazed.
“Sorry, Little Omega, I’m here now.”
“Will you knot me?” she begged.
God, it was hot, watching Phantom take her from behind while she was locked on Karma’s knot. That was enough to spur me into the next wave, and my sanity waned.
Then next time I was with it, it was to find her before me on the bedding. Karma was behind her, slowly rocking into her. I was on my knees, and her palm pressed to my thigh before gripping my cock.
“I want you,” she whispered.
I groaned; she wanted to take me between those perfect lips? I shook back a wave of heat, cupping her chin in my hand.
“You sure, Firefly?”
This was important. I had to be gentle with her.
“Uh huh…” She sounded so needy, but unlike many of the other fucks, I didn’t take control. I let her draw close, directing the tip of my cock to her lips.
I’d seen her do it with Vandle, nervously at first, but then she’d got her footing, drowning out the flutter of fear from her past with her love for us.
Now there was no trace of that fear at all as her golden eyes crossed.
“You’re so hot, Firefly…” The praise slipped out as she took me to the back of her throat.
“He’s right, Moonlight.” Karma picked up his pace behind her again, and I curled my fist in her hair to help her stay steady.
Joy was flooding down the bond from her as Karma and I claimed her together.
59
CRESCENT
The heat was… amazing.
Better than amazing.
I had my alphas and Sin.
After years of excruciating heats, I couldn’t switch off. I think I’d gone two days without sleep at one point, then passed out for one night only. But Sin’s heat was a beast to match mine, so there hadn’t been a single moment where I wasn’t taken care of.
My alphas were insatiable, too, and I’d been knotted more times than I thought possible. Karma, however, got a bit big for his britches, trying to match his sigma in heat, and I found myself in fits of delirious giggles one of the nights when he conked out mid-sex, trying to keep up.
But something wasn’t right.
It was day who-knew-what, and I think finally I might be on the last wave. I was more lucid, but no less needy for a knot as I blinked my eyes open.
There were three bonds, strong and open.
And one… weaker. Only held together by the pack bond we had.
Phantom’s bite wasn’t anywhere on me.
He’d knotted me a bunch of times, and been on snack duty, making sure we were all fed and watered. But he hadn’t once given in and sunk his teeth into me.
I frowned, working through that. He didn’t need to bite me, but… I wanted him to.
Did he not want to?
Maybe he… wanted to do it in private? Without the others?
I had to do something to make him comfortable, because I ached for his claim on me.
With the curtains pulled, the haze of days and nights was utterly unclear. I’d pulled one back a bit, and smiled as moonlight bathed the soft pillows of my nest.
The whole pack was in here, Sin asleep with Karma lying beside him, and me sandwiched between Phantom and Vandle.
I was fine.
I’d make it fine.
Phantom was mine, and I’d make it all perfect and convince him to put his bite on me.
Sitting up, I grabbed Phantom’s wrist. “Come with me.” Vandle and Karma stirred, but I shook my head. “Only him.”
I heard a low growl, but couldn’t tell where it came from, and it was quickly cut off. They’d all shared me for the whole heat.
It was Phantom’s turn now.
Stumbling to my feet, I pushed past the curtain, my feet sinking into soft fabric. When I reached the door my fingers fumbled with the handle, and Phantom reached around to turn it for me.
“Sure it won’t be too cold out, Little Omega?” he asked.
“I want the hot tub.”
He grinned, opening the door and stepping out first to block me from the cold. We were both completely naked, but there was no one around for miles, and a million trees between us and anyone else.
