Page 42 of Cost of Courting (When it Raines Omegaverse #6)

Chapter thirty-nine

Selene

I fuss with the blankets, aware of them, only them. I don’t even know what I’m doing. With a shudder, I chew on my bottom lip, trying to find the confidence I normally own. I’m so focused on the slow stalk as my alphas move into the room that I don’t have the brainpower for anything else.

The heat is an inferno inside me. I've pushed it back as long as I can, fought it for years. There have been times I deliberately did things to stress my body out so that the edge of the heat would subside.

It’s here now.

I can’t deny it.

But…

My shoulders shake, and Kingston is there at once, wrapping his arms around me.

“Crazy girl, you don’t need to be strong. You don’t have to hide from us. We’ll help you through everything.”

I twist and wrap my arms around him. “I don’t want it now.”

“I know. I know. It’s not fair.”

I bury my face against his chest, hiding my tears from them.

“My sisters gone. Dot’s…gone, and I don’t want to do this now.”

“I know, and if I could change it for you, I would.”

I stay there, ignoring the building heat, fighting it while I let the emotions ride through me, but nothing can escape the heat forever, not even an omega who likes to think she’s an alpha. My designation will not be denied.

I mouth his skin, tasting the salt and burning paper scent that is uniquely his.

The way his hands move softly over my shoulders in a repeated figure eight is comforting, but it’s shifting now, and it’s got my skin tingling, and, with every pass, I hold my breath, hoping he’s going to keep going down.

The anticipation brings my temper and arousal to the forefront, pushing out thoughts of anything and everything else.

His fingers lighten, almost dancing across my skin. I dig my fingers into his shoulders and lift my head. His lips find mine instantly. I open, and his tongue pushes into my mouth, dipping, tasting, sending me into a drunken stupor where all I can do is cling to him and kiss him back.

I wrench myself free, lifting my hand to touch my swollen lips. I stare at his mouth and whine. Making a decision isn’t a conscious choice. I just shove my pants off, pull off my top, and then my bra.

Kingston looks down at my body, really slowly, and then lifts his eyes. The minute I see his gaze, the heat turns into an inferno. He blazes, fierce and full of desire, for me.

“She’s perfect, isn’t she?”

I’d almost forgotten about the others in the room, focusing solely on Kingston so I didn’t lose my shit, but now I turn and find Mael sitting on the corner of the bed, his clothes are off, and he’s hard, so hard. Edric is standing on the other side of the room with Bailey, watching me.

Their attention has me trembling.

I’ve never felt so desirable.

They don’t just want me because I’m an omega but because I’m me. I can feel it through the bonds, love. They love me; they want me.

For a second, confusion rushes through me. Why are they hesitating? But I realise it’s because they don’t want to force this on me. Because I’m upset and vulnerable.

But being an omega isn’t something I hate, it’s who I am. I love this part of me, too.

“Alpha.”

Four alphas snap to attention.

“Are you just going to look or do I need to ask for help?“

I’m cut off as Kingston yanks me back into his arms, his mouth taking ownership of mine. He walks me backwards, and I let out a yelp as I’m pulled down onto Mael’s lap.

Kingston follows him down, pressing his hard cock against my slick, soaked pussy.

“You’re dripping down onto my cock,” Mael groans and thrusts up, grinding his dick against my ass.

“Fucking hell, Selene. We could bottle this and become millionaires.”

“We don’t need to sell any part of her, and we are millionaires,” Bailey growls .

I wrench my mouth from Kingston’s. “What?”

“I have lots of money,” Bailey says and reaches out, squeezing my breast. There’s just enough pain with the pleasure that I let out a deep, guttural moan, parting my legs further.

Kingston lets out a hiss and thrusts in small motions until his cock catches on my hole. He pauses, looking at me.

“Look, no hands.”

I grin. “Fuck me, Kingston. Send me into my heat.”

“Yes, Omega, ma'am.”

He sheaths himself in one thrust. I lean my head back on Mael’s shoulder and let out a wail.

“Does that hurt?” Kingston grunts but doesn’t stop his wild pace.

“It feels so fucking good!” I gasp out. “Don’t you dare stop.”

“Oh, I had no intention of stopping.”

Kingston grabs one of my legs under the thigh and wrenches it up near my ears.

“That’s it, baby, spread yourself open and let me fuck you nice and deep. Your slicked up cunt is calling for me. Please, Kingston, fuck me hard. I need you.”

“Pretty sure it’s calling my name,” Bailey says dryly.

I get the giggles, which just drives Kingston into even harder and faster thrusts.

“Don’t you listen to him, crazy girl. Your pussy is singing my song right now.”

He thrusts hard and grinds, then drags his cock out.

“Like this, ready?”

I moan and clutch at him, trying to pull him closer, but he’s too busy doing-

OH.

He does that weird stroke again, and I’m sent into a sudden and violent orgasm. I shudder and sob as he continues pounding into me.

“See, my name.”

I don’t even listen. My fingers claw, and I pant as the pleasure explodes out of me. I get so wet I can hear the sounds of my slick and his cock. I can smell us, all of our potent perfumes, mixing in a perfect harmony.

“And for my next trick, now to make my omega sing.”

Kingston slams into me, over and over, and then even harder. His knot pushes in, and I sing.

I scream.

His name.

Mael strokes up from my groin, up and over my breasts and back down. I blink and find that I’m lying on my back, on his chest, my legs on either side of his, grinding restlessly on his cock.

I cover his hands with mine and raise them to my breasts and squeeze. He obediently squeezes my breasts before tweaking my nipples and rolling them between his finger and thumb.

“How do you feel?”

“I feel good, like I need you,” I murmur. The room smells like sex, like us.

The blue light is dancing on the ceiling. I’m in my nest. Safe.

I glance around and find Kingston with Bailey pinned to the wall. They’re in this make-out session that has me hypnotised for a moment, but then I remember Mael and Edric.

I turn my head the other way and find Edric on the bed beside us, lying on his side.

He looks so still and content.

The heat is growing, and I suddenly shift so I’m squeezed into the space between them.

My pussy aches, clenching and needing more. This heated need rises up. It’s like being thirsty, as soon as you think you’re thirsty it becomes unbearable. I rock restlessly, running my hands over my body, pressing my fingers down into my pussy.

I throw my head back. Just the idea of what I’m going to ask for has me losing my mind.

“I need knots.”

“Knots?” Edric asks.

“Yes, two. Can you give me it, make it stop? Give me some relief?” I sob, clawing at them. “Please, Alpha, I need it. I need your knots.”

My exhaustion is dragging at me, but the heat won’t let me stop. Mael lifts my leg while Edric ducks his head and takes my nipple into his mouth, sucking hard.

I arch and let out a shrill whine when fingers slip between my asscheeks and rub my ring. I thrust back against him, over and over, and Mael eventually slips a digit in.

I’m losing my mind, clinging to Edric, who is nipping and chewing on my nipples, and Mael, who fucks my ass with his fingers.

I cry out and scream as I come hard, clamping down on him. Mael pauses, holding still, and then continues, but Edric never stops. He just keeps sucking, switching between my breasts and moaning into my chest.

“Are you ready?” Mael whispers, his voice hoarse.

“Yes. Do it, I need it. Please, Alpha, give me your knot.”

I’m beside myself, I’m not myself.

He drags his soaked cock up to my ass and pushes inside. I thrust back, loving the bite of pain .

“Slow!” he warns, but I don’t know how to do slow right now.

I thrust back again, fully impaling myself. I let out a sigh and throw my leg over Edric.

He takes the hint and reaches down, fisting his cock, and then, with a quick jerk of his hips, thrusts it up into me.

I moan, restless and growing more so. They don’t move, and I can’t, I can’t, I need…

“Move, please, please just move,” I sob.

They start at once.

“Sorry,” Mael whispers and kisses my hair.

I need more. I can’t explain it, the certainty, the desperation. “Alphas, please, I need to be knotted.”

Mael thrusts hard and faster, while Edric is a slow and steady in and out. I’m losing my mind. The orgasms crash over me like waves, and I lose count, but I can’t stop.

I feel Mael’s knot and shove back at exactly the time he thrusts up. His knot fills my ass.

“OH, shit!” he hisses, his fingers grip my leg, pulling it up, holding me open, giving them more room.

I reach around, gripping his ass, digging my nails in. “Don’t you dare pull away!”

Words are difficult. I’m trembling, shuddering, the pleasure rippling through me, savagely clenching on the knot in my ass.

I open my eyes, staring at Edric. “Do it.”

He opens his mouth, and I think he’s going to argue, but he doesn’t. He shoves up and buries his knot in me.

I throw my head back, silent in my pleasure, in this ecstasy. I claw at Edric’s back, distantly aware of the alpha’s grunting and thrusting into me.

Filling me up.

The heat sizzles, and I’m swept under. Content with my alphas and the knots they have given me.

Exhaustion pulls me into the darkness, and I sleep.