Page 26 of No Strings Attached (Omega’s Preference #4)

Elias

I lean back in the car, my breathing uneven, as we pull away from the Italian restaurant, the taste of pasta still lingering on my tongue.

My body’s buzzing, the heat in my belly flaring hotter with every mile.

“Can we go to my house?” I ask, my voice rough, glancing at Olivia in the driver’s seat. “Just to grab some more clothes.”

She agrees but I’m pretty sure she can fucking tell that I’m about to lose it.

“Sure, baby,” she says, steering toward my cabin.

Jamie’s in the back with me, his citrus scent wrapping around me, and I can’t resist. I pull him onto my lap, his legs straddling my thighs, and kiss him, my tongue slipping into his mouth as I dominate the embrace.

His lips are soft, his beard brushing against mine, the both of us losing ourselves in the moment.

My fingers dig into his hips as I pull him closer to me, my cock so thick between my legs it hurts, pressing against my jeans.

Slick leaks from my ass, soaking through my boxers, and I grind Jamie down onto me, a low whine escaping my throat.

“I need to come, Alpha,” I say, my voice breaking, desperate. “Fuck, I need…”

Jamie pulls back, his hands cupping my face. “Hey, you’re really flushed,” he says, his voice gentle but worried. “Is it your heat?”

“I don’t know,” I say, another whine slipping out as my hands tighten on his hips.

“I just…” My vision blurs, everything suddenly overwhelming.

I’ve never hated anything more than this loss of control, my Omega instincts taking over, demanding my Alphas.

I tear at my shirt, the buttons straining, my skin too tight, too hot. Too uncomfortable. Too… everything.

Olivia pulls up to my cabin, the gravel crunching under the tires, and comes around to open the back door.

Jamie crawls off my lap, and I hate the absence, a sudden ache where his warmth was.

“We are not spending your heat in my car,” Olivia firmly tells me as she pulls me from the seat.

“Let’s go, baby. We’ll set you up in your room. ”

Jamie hesitates, his hand lingering on my arm. “We’re not prepared to have it here. Olivia…”

“Jamie, deep breaths. We are prepared to have it anywhere we need to have it.”

I stumble out of the car and into my cabin, my hands scratching at my clothes. More slick leaks from my ass, a warm trickle down my thigh, and I let out a grumble, my good hand tearing at my jeans. I can’t get my clothes off fast enough, another whine whipping through me the moment I’m naked.

My vision blurs for a second as I grip the counter, whining when a cramp tears through me.

Leo has described his heats to me but he never mentioned the pain or the disoriented feeling that comes with not being in control.

I finally step out of my pants, my cock already leaking, needing to fill something, fuck something, anything.

Neither Olivia nor Jamie are touching me and it’s pissing me off.

I grumble as I reach around for one of them, a wild grin spreading across my lips as my hand catches on Jamie’s collar.

He lets out a surprised yelp when I take him down to the floor and start clawing at his pants.

He keeps saying something but I’m too focused on getting relief to understand what’s going on around me.

And the moment I get his cock inside of me, I finally relax.

Until I realize just where I am and what’s just happened.

Jamie’s fingers are digging into my thighs as he looks up at me, his face twisted in pleasure.

“Hey, sweetheart. Welcome back. Olivia’s setting up your bed and we can—ungh—go over there. .”

He trails off as I bend down to kiss his forehead and then start rocking my hips forward, his knot already lodged inside of me but not yet swollen.

“I need it,” I grunt. Jamie doesn’t protest as his head falls back to the tiled floor, my knees slipping back and forth with every movement.

This position isn’t ideal but I thought I was going to fucking die.

I’ve already made up my mind that heats are going to be one of my least favorite things in the entire world. And yet, I’m happy that I’ve found two people I trust to take care of me during my most vulnerable moments.

Pleasure shoots through me as I continue to fuck myself on Jamie’s cock, his knot starting to swell and lock inside of me.

Seconds later, I’m releasing all over his stomach, chin and bottom lip, a heavy purr of satisfaction coming from my Alpha.

I brace myself on my elbows as I lean down to kiss my Alpha just as he starts filling me up with his own release.

He wriggles beneath me as his back bows off the kitchen floor, his eyes rolling into the back of his head, cum spilling down around his knot between us.

It's an odd sensation, his knot finally large enough to plug his release inside of me but we’re already a mess, both of us breathing hard. I meet his gaze, the relief that first came with sitting on his cock suddenly gone.

I need more.

“Again,” I billow out. Jamie’s eyes widen as he lets out a little moan. “Again.”

“Sweetheart, fuck, I’ve never come like that before. I can’t do anything. You already have my knot.”

That’s not the answer I want, though. So, I just start rocking myself on his knot and grab my cock in my hands, working myself to another release. The tortured look on Jamie’s face as he holds onto my thighs is everything. Okay, so maybe I won’t hate my heats after all.