Page 45 of Brave New Omega, Part 2
Chapter 45
KATIE
M ax carries me bridal style from the car up all the stairs to my bedroom. I whimper in his arms, rubbing myself against his chest like a freaking animal. All I want is him inside me, touching me, his weight pinning me down. All I want is friction and fullness.
I guess my biology is resorting to some base animal instinct that I have no control over.
Fuck. I hate this. I am at the mercy of this wave of hormones and all I want to do is rub my wet pussy on everything I see.
Luckily, the only thing I see right now is Max, who’s efficiently disrobing while somehow also rubbing my throbbing pussy.
“Max,” I moan. “More, please. It hurts.”
Because holy shit, it aches. Like being hit with a baseball bat in the most tender interior regions. While also being horny as hell.
“I know, Tough Girl. And I’m going to give you my cock and my knot and it will feel better. Can you relax for me?”
I try to lay back, but it hurts so I curl inward. Max pulls my shirt off, when a new scent enters my nest.
“Cal called, is she okay?”
Loren . My Loren. Having both Max and Loren with me eases my tension, and I uncurl enough for them to pull off my leggings and panties. They are soaked through with my wetness.
“Holy Mother of Wolves. I had no idea she was this close.”
“This is just a pre-heat spike, her body is only starting to get ready for the real thing,” Max says. “Get undressed, then kiss her all over. All of our touch will ease her discomfort. Our scents together should bring down her anxiety.”
Loren starts kissing me, and I can feel him moving fabric behind my back.
“It’s like I’ve forgotten everything I learned in the Alpha seminar,” Loren says through his kisses on my neck and spine. “Like now that I need it, the knowledge is completely lost.”
“Don’t worry, Lor. Just take care of our girl.” Max rubs the head of his cock in my wet pussy folds. “Oh, you are so ready for me, aren’t you Tough Girl? I won’t make you wait any longer. I know this is what you need.”
He slides in, and from his first thrust the pain winding tighter in my core eases. Each thrust loosens the pain, though there’s still a dull throb, like an itch that won’t stop no matter how hard you scratch.
The deeper he fucks me, the more the pain recedes into coils of pleasure. Fuck, before I realize it, I come, clenching tight on his cock.
“Good girl,” he murmurs, before kissing me, “Loren is here. Do you want him to fuck you, too? To have both your Alphas?”
I whimper, because yes, I do want both my Alphas. But it feels greedy to want that. And shameful to say such a thing out loud.
Without asking, Max pulls out and slides back, his thick length still hard and glistening with my cum.
“You’re making so much slick,” Loren says, lining his cock up and sliding smoothly in. I groan with relief, his cock hitting a spot deep inside me. “When you’re in the height of heat, you’ll need all of us to satisfy you.”
“Why does it hurt?” I gasp around the mounting pleasure. God, he feels good. Before Loren can answer, another gentle orgasm breaks over me. I purr with pleasure, my toes curling.
Max crawls over to my side. “Do we need to adjust the angle?”
I nod, and soon Loren has me on my side, my leg up and resting against his chest as he fucks me. Max kneels before me, his cock still hard. I grab it greedily and pull him to my mouth, licking the tip, tasting myself on him. He moans, and widens his legs so I can take more of him.
Shit, I am being fucked in my pussy and in my mouth and it feels so good.
My ass instinctively clenches. Still missing one of my Alphas.
Loren’s rhythm falters. “Love, I’m going to come and knot you. It’ll take away the rest of the pain.”
I groan, my body squeezing him in anticipation.
He slams home, and the ring of his knot swells, locking him in place. His hot cum coats my tight walls and I come again, sucking hard on Max, who groans, gripping my neck and pulling out to pump his cock over my breasts, coating me in his salty-sweet seed.
Finally the itch relaxes, the endorphins of orgasm smothering the fire that wound me tight. I fall limply into the soft bedding of my nest. Max reaches for his shirt, wiping me clean, and Loren lays my leg down, adjusting to hold me tight, my back pressed against his chest. Max lays down facing me, and I am sandwiched in between my two Alphas.
“This is what a heat is like?” I ask drowsily.
“Yes, but more intense. More pain but more pleasure too. Just more of everything.” Max kisses my ear,
“We’ll be right here,” Loren assures me. “And Callum too–he just couldn’t slip away from work.”
“Perfect,” I mumble before drifting to sleep.