Page 19 of Ondine, Vol. 2 (Cash City Omegaverse)

Bonfire

Sebastian

W e drive the boys on the river highway around Cash City and then up the canyon road.

We stopped and bought them some things from the supermarket. Headphones, candy, soda, charging cables, clothing, backpacks…they start to get chatty after they eat the candy, and the last stretch of the drive they are so obnoxious. It’s midnight by the time we reach the monastery.

I help anyway I can as Freddie wakes up certain monks and gets the boys settled into rooms. I sit on a porch looking out into the dark woods as he talks with Alpha Kam-po about everything that’s been going on.

I miss Ondine. I wish any of this was distracting enough for me. I need my pack. I need my omega.

Freddie says goodnight to his handler and comes over to me.

“You can stay in my room. There’s a pull out couch.” And then he adds, “Thank you for being here with me.”

He pulls out a cigarette and lights it.

“I’m happy to have been involved. I know Jake will want to help out with all this, too.”

He leans on the railing and blows his smoke out into the darkness. I wonder why he smokes so much. Does it help with his feral tendencies?

“I feel so good to have helped these kids, but there is so much more to do.”

“Do you need me, Freddie? I’d like to return to my pack.”

“No, no, no. It’s fine. Here, let me see if they can fly you back home.” Freddie gets on his phone and calls his travel agency. In no time, his helicopter is booked. “It’ll be here in a few hours to get you. You should get some sleep.”

I nod.

“She likes you, Sabbies. A lot. Is that what you’re worried about?”

I close my eyes and hold in whatever feeling I’m feeling.

“Until she’s got my mark on her, I think I will continue to be worried.”

“Come here. I’ll mark you.”

My eyes fly open and I laugh, then rub my face with my hands.

“Go fuck yourself, Freddie.”

He makes a jump to grab me and I leap out of the chair and back away from him. “Get over here! I’ll bite you right now!”

“Don’t you fucking dare!”

His giant scary grin makes me worried he’s not joking. But when he jumps again and grabs me, I let him pull me into him.

His mouth descends onto my neck, but he just gives me a hard, playful bite. I wiggle and push to get away, but he holds me firm.

“I’d do it, if I didn’t think it would make Ondine sad she wasn’t here for it. She told me something about us, do you want to hear it?”

More than anything , I think. Freddie sees the thought on my face and leans in to my ear to whisper, “She wants to watch us together. She says that for you and I, she wants to be there for it.”

“She wasn’t upset about what we did on the couch?”

I’d been worried about it all day.

He shakes his head slowly and then licks me up my neck and jaw.

He pulls my body close to his, my erection presses into his own, so we can both feel how turned on that news has made us. She’s so perfect.

“No, Sabbies. Not at all. I think she has a thing for bisexual alphas.”

He lets me go and I follow him to his room. By the time we get there, neither of us want to do anything more, since Ondine isn’t here. But I don’t lay on the pull out couch. We lay together in his bed—Killer between us. I wake up a few short hours later and get myself to the helipad.

***

I’m a little excited to meet the beta.

It was a little unconventional that I didn’t meet a member of our pack before he got bit in. But things have been so hectic lately.

I spent the morning putting together Ondine’s nest with Arnold and Shadow. Arnold is different than I thought he’d be. Most betas are much smaller than me. But he’s almost my same height. He looks me in the eye and challenges me. It’s easy to like him.

Emmerson arrives at the house and asks if we need lunch. Arnold is surprised we have a full time cook on staff. Emmerson is surprised we’ve bonded a beta. Shadow rolls his eyes at the whole exchange.

We tell Emmerson we are good on lunch. Or I do, rather. I’ve been craving my chili and it’s a good a day as any. The weather warmed up. Which means it may be a good morning to fish tomorrow. I love when we get to enjoy more outdoor days and evenings.

Arnold and Shadow sit at the countertop while I cook.

I can’t feel Arnold in the bond like I can Jake and Shadow.

Like right now I know Jake is sleeping peacefully upstairs.

Shadow is doing something on his phone that’s got him hyper focused.

But Arnold? I can kind of feel him. But it’s like an assumption rather than a truth.

I assume he’s sitting right there, and when I turn around he is.

I assume he’s thinking way too hard, and when I look at him, his eyebrows are all scrunched up and he’s not breathing very well.

The chili is done quickly, as I used canned beans and the ground beef just needed to be browned with the chili peppers and onions. I pour three bowls with generous portions then top with cheddar cheese and corn chips. I turn to Shadow.

“Let’s go out to the back lawn and eat by the fire pit. Shadow, I’ll bring your bowl if you get the fire going?”

He looks at me like he didn’t hear a word I just said. I laugh and bump his arm. “What are you so distracted by?”

He tips his phone to me and I see his phone screen.

It’s an article titled “Omegas and Nests: they aren’t just for heats.

” Huh. He pockets his phone and I hand him both our bowls, and direct him to follow me.

Arnold gets his bowl and three spoons, then follows me out.

Before I leave the kitchen, I grab three beers.

They want a big fire so I take some time to build it up before taking my seat.

I finally get to eat and goddamn I’m hungry. Arnold opens my beer on the edge of the fire pit and hands it over. I nod at him and he smiles at me.

We sit and enjoy the sound of the river and the trees. The light is waning and things feel ok.

Except now Freddie is far away.

I set my empty bowl down in the grass and take a swig of beer. It’s a light beer, so I wish I brought more out.

A group of kids on bikes come into the yard, dropping them in the grass and calling for me.

“Sabbies! Sabbies, we need you!”

They are the neighborhood kids and they are often coming around asking me to help them. I stand up and meet them halfway so they don’t have to come all the way out to the fire pit.

“Hey-o, what do you all need?”

“My bike locked up!” “My tire is flat but I swear I just pumped it up!” “My handlebars are loose!” “Do you have a bag I can have? I found all these cool rocks but I can’t hold them and ride my bike.”

I laugh at their demands and tell them I’ll get my tools.

Ondine

Jake unravels us from the longest, most needed sleep of my life. His blonde hair is all messy and I can’t help but touch it and smile. I feel happy. I’m hungry. But I didn’t realize how much I needed good night’s sleep tied to Jake.

While he’s putting away the rope I look out the window.

There’s a whole children’s biker gang on the lawn with Sebastian.

He’s pumping up a tire and then tightening some handlebars.

The kids surround him chattering like crazy.

I can’t hear what they are saying but he’s nodding and laughing at their yapping.

Sebastian has a whole gang of children fighting for his attention.

It’s endearing as all hell.

Jake comes up behind me and wraps his arms around my middle, setting his chin on my shoulder looking at what I’m seeing.

“Sebastian’s fan club is here. I swear they break their bikes on purpose just to have an excuse to see him. He has no idea.”

“That’s so sweet.”

“You know when I knew I wanted him in my pack?”

I turn to him sharply. “When? Tell me!”

He chuckles at me. “Shadow bought a new car and the damned thing needed like a German-owned luxury car shop to do any work on it. And there’s nothing like that where we were.

It broke down on the side of the road. Sebastian left work and drove an hour to go rescue him.

He was working in the city at the time. He taught himself how to fix it while flipping through the manual and using YouTube.

When I was able to get to them, I saw Sebastian trying his best to teach Shadow what his stupid car needed.

Pointing at the engine and going over the parts over and over again.

He had the patience of a saint. I figured any alpha with that kind of patience and attitude is valuable for any pack.

Best decision ever. He’s always there for us. He’s always trying to do right by us.”

Sebastian finishes up with the bikes and runs into the house and back out carrying cans of soda and a canvas tote. He passes the sodas out to the kids, and one kid takes the tote, dropping rocks into it. Sebastian sends them on their way with a wave.

He’s really sweet, isn’t he? I’ve never met anyone like him. I actually didn’t even think there were people like him. My dad was never handy. My boyfriend even less so.

My stomach rumbles and Jake makes a stressed sound.

“Come on let’s get you fed.”

Down in the kitchen there’s a big pot of chili. Jake serves us some bowls and we sit at the counter.

I’m done with my first bowl when Jake says, “They’ve finished your nest. If you want to take a look.”

“My nest?”

“Yeah, you’re coming up on your next heat.

” I guess I didn’t realize all of this is really happening.

They’ll want to be with me during my heat, along with Freddie.

God, I miss him. “You don’t have to invite us, though I’d like to help you through it.

But you’ll have it here, where you can be safe and taken care of. ”

“I’ll think about it.”

Jake pulls me out of my stool and onto his lap. My legs on either side of him. My feet find the bar on the stool to hold me onto him. My skirt rides all the way up.

“Ondine, tell me you don’t want us in your next heat. That the omega in you isn’t howling for us to take care of you. This is your heat. Your pack. Your alphas.”

“For now though, I’m just Freddie’s.”

His cock hardens underneath me. And since Jake would never shame me for acting on my wild impulses, I rock my hips over him.

He growls and groans all in the same breath. So I do it again.

I place my arms out straight on his shoulders, use my feet on the bars as leverage and rock over him again.

“Put your tits in my face,” Jake commands in a voice not his own.

I take a second to push my pink dress down to my waist, and unhook my bra.

He waits so patiently despite looking like he wants to utterly devour me.

I get back into position. My chest preening into his face as I rock over him again and again.

I’m so fucking wet.

“You want to get off like this, baby?”

“Uh huh,” I stutter as I gain momentum.

“You like humping me with all our clothes on?”

“Yes,” I manage to say.

“Come on baby. Get it. Get what’s yours.

Take it from me.” He moves his hands down to my ass and leads me through the motions.

God, I want to come so bad. His mouth finds my nipple and he sucks hard making me cry out.

He’s so hard underneath me and the friction is utterly perfect.

My breathing is languished and my whole body is on fire.

“I’m close,” I moan and he speeds us both up. “I’m so close, Jake.”

Everything is rushing towards my climax. It’s the only thing in the world I want. My desires and thoughts tunnel.

Then suddenly Jake pops off my nipple and stands up, taking me off of him.

My feet hit the floor and I cry out.

“No!” How could he! Did he not know I was close?! What is he doing?!

My eyes are wide like discs but when I finally see his face, he gives me a knowing little smirk. My eyes narrow.

I hit his chest.

“What the fuck!”

He laughs.

“Maybe you should have thought about that before you told me you were Freddie’s. Does Freddie’s omega want to get off on my cock? How sad for her. Too bad she’s bonded. What a tragedy for her and her greedy pussy.”

My mouth hangs open.

My pussy throbs with want.

This asshole .

“You’re a naughty girl who thinks she can mess with my heart. Don’t like your punishment?”

Those words “naughty” and “punishment” make me pause. Wait. This is a game.

Jake is playing with me.

The question is, can I play back?

I lower my chin and look up at him through my eyelashes. I make my voice even softer than it normally is—

“I’m sorry, daddy. You’re right.”

Now it’s Jake’s turn to drop his jaw. I’ve never seen this look on his face before.

He is completely still.

Did I break him?

“Can I see my nest now, daddy? I swear I’ll be a good girl.”

He takes a craggily breath and darts a look at the ceiling like he’s uttering a small prayer.

Oh, this is fun.

“Of course, baby,” he finally says and takes a step back away from me. I pull my dress up and my sweater back over top of me. We leave our lunch on the counter and I lead the way up through the house.

He’s silent behind me. Trying to reboot, I’m sure.

This is really fun.

We ascend the final set of stairs and I let him pass me so he opens the door first. He turns on the light, and my feet shuffle in surprise when a lovely pink and violet glow greets me.

There’s a double king platform bed in the center covered in flat patchwork quilts, linen throw blankets and all my favorite pillows. I like pillows that have heavy sheepskin fur. There’s at least ten of them.

What the fuck am I looking at?

My favorite type of water bottle, the oversized one with the straw, sits on a side table. The curtains are layered and wispy. There are so many wicker baskets with plush throw blankets piled inside.

I turn to Jake. He’s surprised by the look on my face.

“Are you upset?” He asks.

“Where the fuck is he?”

Now he looks shocked.

I don’t fucking care.

“Where is he!” I yell.

This entire nest is the making of only one man. Only one man that knows me well enough to hit every last detail on the mark.

This is the work of Arnold Berrera.