Page 57 of Brave New Omega, Part 2

Chapter 57

KATIE

I curl tighter into Max’s chest.

“Relax, Tough Girl, we’re going to make sure all the hurt goes away.” I feel the vibration of his words against my cheek. His thick scent wraps around me like another pair of arms offering an embrace.

“Baby, you have to relax to let us help you,” Callum whispers.

Loren only grunts, and I look over Max’s arms to the front seat, where Loren shifts the car into a higher gear. I don’t quite remember how Callum got us out of the mansion and the wall of guards, but his bark seemed to help. And the fact that he was stark naked.

“Baby, let me ease the tension, relax for me.” Callum kisses the soft flesh of my inner thigh.

I want to slap him away. I want him but also everything fucking hurts . Which seems completely at odds with how Aurelia described the sex-haze of a heat.

“Once the edge is off, it’ll all be so much better.” He coaxes me, his fingers gentle as he rubs circles on my hip. His thick lime- and-fir scent is bright and nearly intoxicating – like I’m inhaling mixed drinks.

I giggle. I mean, that’s not impossible, right? I just witnessed Callum shift from a human man into a wolf. So, really, anything is possible.

I let my thighs slowly relax. It hurts to be so exposed, to be so vulnerable. As I do, I can smell my own perfume, thick and hungry.

“Oh gods,” Max groans. “Katie, I can taste you from here.”

Callum only growls before planting light kisses on my thighs. His fingers lightly graze my soaked panties, sending shivers of delight up my spine. Jesus, I need him to keep touching me – I need all of them.

“Get her off, Cal,” Loren orders, his voice edged with command.

Callum grunts, but doesn’t fight it. It seems that my commanding Alpha can be a Good Boy when he wants to be.

I giggle again, but it turns into a groan as pain lances up my abdomen.

“I’m not going to wait, Katie. I’m going to finger fuck you until you come at least once for me. Then, you're going to ride my cock all the way back to the townhouse.”

It’s so clinical. Just another set of orders. But as Callum’s thick fingers play with my clit and folds, I arch up toward him, every nerve ending on high alert.

“Oh!” I moan, my voice cracked and breathy. I sound like one of those cam girls, except this is no show. Callum’s fingers plunge inside me and he leans down to lick and suck my clit with his tongue.

Fuck, it feels amazing. Like, somehow better than sex. Like sex but on a caffeine high.

“Jesus, oh Callum, fuck. I’m coming!” I screech, as my body convulses around his fingers and tongue. He laps at my pussy, his face glazed with my slick. I moan, pleasure still tinged with pain. I know what I need.

“Your knot,” I command, and I push Callum back, scrambling onto his lap as Loren takes a curve going entirely too fast.

“Keep it together, Lor!” Max says. “You’re driving like me.”

Callum steadies me as I lower myself over his cock. Gods, he’s thick enough that I feel him stretch me.

“Oh, my perfect Omega,” he purrs, holding me against his chest as I slowly rock back and forth, building up to the rough ride I’m craving. “No one will ever take you from me. Katie, I am going to give you all the pleasure you can stand, and then I’m going to give you even more. Because you deserve to be taken care of, to be looked after. To be loved.”

I kiss him, stilling these words that are too much, and yet only scrape the surface of how much I feel for him. For them.

My Alphas. My Pack.

I’m riding Callum hard as Loren pulls into the garage.

“No, let me finish, fuck, I need his knot!” I shout at Max who tries to pull me from the car.

“I know, but it will be easier to carry you to your nest if you’re not locked to Callum,” Max says, wrapping his hands under my armpits.

Callum growls, and I screech as they pull me off. I thrash, my need for a knot now painful.

Max sprints up the stairs, bursting into my nest and turning on the dimmable lights. Suddenly, some of the headache that had throbbed behind my eyes lessens. I’m safe. I’m home. In my nest.

My vision narrows, my thoughts shallowing to only this moment. I need a knot and I need it right the fuck now.

Loren kneels beside me, he’s already undressing, and I pounce. His cock is ready for me and I slide on to it easily. I’m so slick, that even his impressive length sinks smoothly into my cunt.

“Fuck, Love, oh, you’re so tight,” he says with strangled words.

“I’m going to fuck you,” I roar, and press Loren against the bed. I ride him hard, fucking him until our hips slap together, no pause, no mercy. I come, but Loren fucks me through it, my slick spilling over our bodies and onto the nest.

I come again, for the third time in the last hour, and Loren’s knot swells, locking us together.

“Oh, yes!” I shriek, falling forward. An ache that had persisted through the orgasms subsides. And for a moment, just being locked to Loren, his knot so deep, so hot inside my pussy is enough.

My hunger won't abate. I wiggle over him, rocking and keeping his cock hard and his knot swollen.

“You need more, don’t you Love?” Loren asks, cupping my cheek.

“She’s burning up,” he calls over his shoulder. “She needs some water before another round.”

I shake my head. No, I need more sex. More pleasure.

Callum unceremoniously tips my chin up and pours a few sips from a bottle into my mouth. I swallow them greedily — I guess I was thirsty–and start rocking on Loren’s hips.

“Are you ready for me to fuck that tight ass?” Callum asks. I nod.

Oh, hell yes. That’s what I wanted, but didn’t know how to ask for. Loren and Callum, both inside me, fucking me.

There’s warm liquid rimming my hole, and a finger pressing in. It burns, but the ache is replaced quickly by pleasure.

“So tight,” Callum growls.

Max lies beside us, stroking his erect cock.

“Don’t mind me,” he says. “I’m enjoying the show. My packmates are sharing an Omega. Hot as fuck.”

Callum withdraws his finger, and I clench on air. No , I need him filling me.

“More,” I whine.

“Ready?” Callum kisses my neck.

“ Yes .”

Callum presses his slick head against my hole, his cock pushing past my ring of muscle. Oh fuck, it burns but a rush of pleasure fills me. I feel so full, so stuffed of my Alphas.

Callum and Loren groan in tandem.

“I can feel you,” Loren gasps. Slowly he rolls his hips, the force pushing me deeper onto Callum. We adjust until I am sandwiched between them. We move in a rhythm, pushing and pulling, my body a bridge between them.

“I love you,” I stutter, drunk on orgasms, so full of them, that I am overflowing. I come, clenching on two cocks, pushed to the highest heights.

“Oh Katie, my soul, my Sola Majora, I love you beyond the universe.” Callum whispers in my ear. His hips thrust sharply, forcing his knot deep into my ass. I groan again, my slick gushing out of me, all over the three of us.

I am locked between them, my Warriors.

The haze recedes and I surface enough to realize that I am spooning someone who is fucking shallowly into me. I moan, wanting more friction.

“Calm down, Tough Girl. You’ve about run us all ragged.” Max licks the shell of my ear.

“What?” I blink, trying to focus, but there is a haze of lust hanging over everything. And fuck but I want his knot in me.

“You’ve been fucking us for three days,” he says, his voice tinged with humor and exhaustion. “We thought for sure three Alphas would be enough, but we just might need to hire an extra Alpha for heats if your appetite keeps up.”

“I don’t want another Alpha, I just want you. Knotting me. Now.”

I pull his grip tighter around me. Max laughs, lifting my knee higher to give him room to thrust more deeply.

“I’m glad to hear that, because I don't want to share.” His thrusts are harder now, and I finger my clit, the first orgasm snaking over me. Max growls, moving my fingers out of the way as he rubs my clit more roughly. My nipples are puckered and sensitive as they rub against his arm. I am covered in a sheen of sweat – and probably other stuff. God above, but the pleasure is building and building again.

“Knot!” I whine, and without another word, Max thrust up sharply, his knot swelling, as he fucks into me. He comes again and again, our releases mingling together keeping my bliss at a rolling boil.

The haze falls over us and I sink into a pleasure oblivion.

I yawn, rolling into the warm embrace of one of my Alphas.

“Callum,” I reach for him, our lips meeting in a gentle kiss. There’s a roll of desire, and although I feel a little bit sore, my need for him grows.

“Mmm, good morning my Omega. What can I get you? We have some food over on the dresser.”

“Unless I’m eating your cock, no thanks.”

He snorts, laughter dancing in his dark eyes. “You’re insatiable.”

“You’re welcome.” I boop his nose.

He pounces, and I roll onto my back, opening my hips to welcome him. Callum slides in, not needing to warm me up. I’m still wet and ready from all our sex.

“Oh god, you are wild,” I moan, then grab his shoulders, digging my nails into his taut muscles. I hesitate, my mind momentarily clear enough to remember anything beyond the lust-filled nest.

“You were a wolf,” I say, and Callum’s hips stutter. He slows, his drag in and out deliciously languid. My toes curl and I raise my hips up to take him deeper.

“I was,” he murmurs in my ear, his tongue licking around the edge. “No one in my family has shifted in ten generations. But you–” he raises up on his elbows to look directly into my eyes. His are endless pools of midnight, drawing me in. “You, Katie Wilder, are worth letting go of all that I am and could ever hope to be. I’d give up anything, everything, to save you.”

“Even your own skin,” I tease gently.

“Easily.” He turns and kisses my fingers where I’ve cupped his cheek.

“When this is over,” I say, my breath coming in needy pants. “I want you to tell me what it’s like to shift.”

He grunts, lifting my hips up, so he can fuck more deeply into me. “Like the opposite of this, the opposite of sex and pleasure. Like every part of me was coated in pain. But then it was over and I was a wolf. And I would do it again for you, take every bone-crunching ounce of pain if I could save you. Oh Gods, Katie. She wanted to hurt you, and fuck, I couldn’t let that happen.”

I come, clenching tight around his cock, my release dripping out of my pussy. But Callum doesn’t stop, he barely even slows.

“She wanted to take you from me, to punish me by hurting you, and I couldn’t let that happen. Don’t you see? You don’t just belong to me, Katie. You’re part of me. Bonded or not, we were made to find each other.”

I am full of so much pleasure and need that I am nothing but a live wire. I sense Max and Loren crowding close, waking up and watching Callum pound into me. Oh God, that’s hot.

“Will it ever be enough?” I gasp, as my pussy flutters around him. Callum finally slows his relentless pounding, making room for our other Alphas.

“The heat will fade, and the lust will be more manageable. But I hope we never get enough of one another.”

I capture his mouth with a kiss, and he pumps in slow, luxurious strokes.

“Let me ride,” I gasp, needing more control, more exposure to my other Alphas. I need all of them. Somehow, I need all of them right now.

“My heart,” Callum growls, cradling me as he rolls us onto his back, never stopping his shallow thrusts. My skin burns, not painful, but I am raw, like a living flame. Nothing can satisfy me. I need his cock and his knot. I need more and more and more. I grind harder down on his cock, his knot rubbing against my clit.

“More,” I whimper. I need them all touching me. Now .

“Lean forward, Tough Girl,” Max says. He rubs my back as I lean over Callum. Cal just takes my right breast into his mouth, sucking and licking. Fuck, it feels so good.

Max grabs something and I hear him rubbing his hands together, then his warm, lube-slicked finger plays at my hole.

“Yes,” I moan. I rock back, trying to expose more of my ass.

“Steady, Tough Girl. I’m making sure you’re ready for my cock.” Max runs his fingers through the wetness seeping out around Callum’s cock.

“Oh you beautiful Omega, making all this slick for your Alphas.” He gently teases my hole with the slick, easing his first finger in. I rock slowly as we find a rhythm, Callum sucking now on my left breast. Loren pulls my face up to kiss him. My three Alphas, surrounding me with their warmth and their touches.

Loren’s tongue sweeps into my mouth just as Max’s cock pushes past my tight ring of muscle.

“Oh, oh Jesus,” I groan, pulling away from Loren. Max and Callum are so deep, the twin sensation of them inside me almost overwhelming.

Callum stills, holding my hips tight as Max pulses.

“I’m going to come,” I groan.

“Yes, Omega, come for me,” Max growls, his thrusts growing faster. It’s like a pleasure spiral that sends me over the edge. I clamp down tight on his cock – and Callum’s – as the orgasm crests. The pleasure wave breaks, spreading out to my fingertips and toes.

“Now it’s time for you to take all three of your Alphas.” Loren kneels before me, and I greedily raise my head. Fuck, I do want all my Alphas. Right now.

I swallow him down, his thick head rubbing the back of my throat. I suck and lick, and Max slows down his thrust, giving me a moment to find my own rhythm.

I lick Loren, from the swelling ring of his knot at the base of his cock, up to his thick round head, weeping precum. I slurp it up before taking all of him into my mouth.

“Oh Love,” Loren groans. “Everything about you is perfect. Your perfect lips, your perfect cunt, your perfect ass.”

“That’s our good Omega,” Callum purrs beneath me, as he begins rocking, finding a slow rhythm with Max as they push and pull against one another. Fuck, they feel amazing.

I pull back from Loren, grabbing his thick cock with one hand. “I want you, all of you.” I glanced down at Callum, then behind me at Max. I pump Loren’s cock. “Not just your cocks and knots. I want your bites – your bonds.”

Max’s thrusts become erratic, and Callum slows under me. Loren wraps one of his hands around mine, slowing my pumping.

“You don’t have to if you’re not ready,” he says, tenderness warring with desire across his features.

“I know.” And I do know – I know that they would let me take as much time as I needed. I know that they would wait years until I was ready. But I was ready. I want their bites and their bonds like this – together. As a Pack.

“I want you all now – not individually later. Like this, where we can feel each other. I love you all.” I choke for a moment, emotions tight in my chest. “I love you all and want you all – I don’t want to wait anymore.”

I rock instinctively, forcing Max and Callum back into rhythm. I lower my lips to hover just shy of Loren’s head. It bobs, straining for me. I lick my lips.

“Make me your Omega.”

I expose my neck to Callum, while taking Loren’s cock in my hands, forcing him deep into the back of my throat. I breathe out of my nose slowly, forcing him down, as Max fucks hard into my ass. My nose bumps Loren’s knot. I rock back into Max and Callum.

The shock of so much sensation is almost too much to take.

The orgasm builds, until Max and Callum are pounding into me with salacious, wet slaps and I am drooling around Loren’s thrusts. Fuck, I am filled with their perfection.

I come, breaking apart and unraveling into pure pleasure. I tremble as the thrusts continue and Max growls, his fingers digging into my hips as he forces his knot past my hole and inside me, coming with a mighty howl. In one sharp movement, he leans forward and bites me at the nape of my neck, breaking the skin in a burning pinch. Then he licks the spot tenderly.

A flood of emotions overwhelms me, the pure bliss of Max’s orgasm still ringing in his ears, and the love. Christ, the love he has for me, and the care for his packmates, all opening like a new chamber of my heart.

Loren’s hips buck toward me, and I instinctively grab his hips closer, greedily not wanting to spill a drop of him.

“Fuck, Love. Katie, I love you,” Loren roars, coming into my throat, as I relax to take all of him without gagging. He’s hot and salty-sweet. I slurp him up, one fist round his knot. With a shaky moan, he withdraws his cock and grabs up my face, kissing me and tasting himself on my lips and tongue. Before I can even flinch, he bites me on my left shoulder, hot and sharp. But the pain feels good, and he licks the spot, sucking on it and pressing light kisses.

My heart swells like the goddamn Grinch, expanding and fitting the new sensation of Loren, his desire, his slight wince of worry, and his bright joyful love all enveloping me.

“Whoa,” Max says behind me, resting his head against my back. “Fuck, Lor, you’re there too.”

“Yeah, the bond is a link for us all.” Loren gently caresses my cheek.

I look down to Callum, my rock. Holding me through all of this.

“I would have said yes to you that first night,” I say, pressing my fingers to his cheek. I rock deeper onto his cock. He still isn't knot-deep inside me yet.

“It took every single fiber of my restraint not to fuck you, and knot you, and bite you right there in the hospital.” He kisses my fingers.

“So, stop restraining. Start fucking and knotting and biting.” I grind hard on him. Max’s knot in my ass is a pleasant friction.

It doesn't take long for Callum’s thrust to hit the right spot as I writhe on top of him, Loren and Max holding me between them.

“Oh God,” I moan, another orgasm simmering under my skin. I am exhausted and worn out, but I can feel the hum of Max and Loren’s pleasure – pleasure of feeling me and watching me. Anticipation for my own orgasm – and for my bond.

It’s like an empathic drug, pushing me higher and higher, and I grind my hips into Callum’s. He’s bucking up to meet me, our skin slapping together.

“Fuck, Callum, now!” I shout, just as the orgasm tears through me, wringing yet more pleasure from my exhausted muscles. Tears prickle at my lash line, spilling over as the ecstasy undoes me. Callum rears up, thrusting his knot inside me just as he bites me above my left breast. This hurts far more than the other two bites. My tender skin burns and I cry out, but his tongue soothes it. His kisses are tender, and his bond unfurls like a flower finally opening to the light of day.

His love shines brighter than both the Amaata suns.

“Oh Callum,” I whisper, before collapsing into the tangle of arms, the warmth of their love, and their touch, surrounding me.