Page 22 of Pack Scratch Fever

PIPER

One minute, I’m grinding against Poe; the next minute, he’s scooping me into his arms and carrying me bridal style back into the packhouse.

It’s all so gentle and selfless.

His chest rumbles with a deep purr, taking the edge off the painful cramps that threaten to kill me.

“I’m stinking up your house,” I choke out. My sweetness fills the air, thick and overwhelming.

He chuckles lightly. “I wouldn’t call it stinking. It’s the opposite, sweetheart. I’m going to be drunk on your scent for days.”

I bury my nose in his neck, drinking up his aroma.

Catnip.

Earthy and familiar.

Soothing.

I breathe him in and exhale him out.

Terror still thrums through me, insecurities eating me alive as the memories of that night in the hotel room linger in the back of my mind.

This could still go wrong.

“I have a duffel bag in my car with supplies,” I admit. “In case you don’t want to handle this.”

He grips me tighter, taking us down the hallway he showed me earlier. “This isn’t something to ‘handle.’ Stop talking about yourself like that.”

I huff against his skin.

I expect him to take me into his bedroom, but instead he pushes open the guest room door with his foot.

“Will this work for you?” he asks softly.

My jaw drops as I take in the space.

In front of me is the most inviting nest I’ve ever seen, with mountains of blankets and pillows spread across a sizeable comfy mattress.

Thick cream comforters make up the base of the nest, with thick knitted throw blankets on top of them. The pillows range in size, with a few thick and long enough to cuddle against.

An oak dresser is against the wall with more blankets folded on top of it.

It’s everything I could ever want in a nest and bedroom.

“Yeah,” I breathe. “This will work.”

The room is dimly lit by a bulb in the ceiling fan, the dark curtains of the window fully closed.

“If this isn’t to your liking, let me know,” he says, standing with me in his arms at the foot of the bed. “We can change anything you want.”

I frown as logic makes its way through the fog of my arousal and Heat symptoms. “Wait. You happen to have a nesting room?”

Was there an ex I don’t know about?

Why would they have this set up?

Would I be lying in another Omega’s nest?

The thought makes me ill.

Poe’s purr fades away, and he’s quiet for a significant amount of time. My anxiety worsens as my inner Omega starts to panic.

That was the wrong question to ask.

He doesn’t like us anymore.

Finally, he speaks.

“We do,” he says slowly, “for you.”

His words stun me.

“For me,” I repeat.

“We didn’t want to assume anything,” he adds quickly, placing me down on the ground. His eyes flick to mine, and I can’t read what’s behind his expression. “We just hoped. I just hoped.”

I stare at him.

He shakes his head, his brown eyes narrowing. “If I assumed wrong?—”

I throw myself into his arms, kissing him deeply.

“You idiot,” I laugh against his lips. “I’m half naked in front of you, and you think you did something wrong?”

He groans into my mouth, and I stand on my tiptoes to kiss him, until he takes mercy on me and lifts me back into his arms, my legs wrapping around his hips.

He’s so stupidly tall, it’s ridiculous.

When he pulls away from me, we’re both panting.

“I always want you half-naked in front of me,” he whispers. “Just like this, your pussy soaking wet for me.”

Then, he moves us both onto the bed and slowly climbs on top of me.

I writhe against him, thrusting up against his ruined jeans.

“So needy,” he chuckles, and I bare my teeth at him.

“That’s what happens during a Heat,” I hiss.

“Hmm,” he chuckles again, kissing down my neck.

I wonder how long I have with him before one of us loses control.

Poe’s scent has already flooded the room, stronger than I’ve ever smelled it.

To see Poe deep in a Rut, unhinged and free of his mental burdens while he takes me would be stunning.

I’m assaulted by another cramp, and I cry out in pain.

“It hurts,” I whimper. “Please, Alpha .”

I reach for the belt of his jeans, tugging, and he sits up and pulls it off.

He’s breathtaking like this, with his dark wavy hair a mess and his eyes wild. His lips are swollen from kissing, and his face is slightly flushed.

He’s no longer the grumpy, arrogant Alpha who walked into my cat rescue scowling and wanting nothing to do with me.

“Pants. Off,” I hiss, squirming and pushing my thighs together.

The ache only grows.

“Do I have your consent?” he asks, and I freeze at his words.

“What?”

“Do. I. Have. Your. Consent?”

He knows he does. He must know that.

But he’s asking, and it means the world to me.

“Yes,” I reply.

“Even when you’re more Omega than Piper?”

“ Yes. And the same goes for Maddox and Avery.”

His grin is positively sinful, and it makes my breath catch. I didn’t know someone could be that handsome.

But Poe is.

Poe, who asked for my enthusiastic consent.

There’s the sound of a zipper and rustling, then he’s on top of me again, kissing me thoroughly. The tip of his cock presses against my opening, and I cry out.

“Oh, you are sensitive,” he murmurs. “How many times do you think you can come on my knot?”

I thrust my hips, desperate to take him inside me.

“Slowly,” he says. “I don’t want to hurt you.”

His tip presses in, and inch by inch, my pussy takes him.

“That’s right,” he murmurs. “You can take all of it, can’t you, Omega ?”

My cunt flutters, my walls squeezing him before he’s all the way in.

“I’m going to come,” I whimper, his cock stretching me impossibly tight.

He groans. “I haven’t even given you half yet, baby.”

His words send me over the edge.

I tilt my head back and scream, my cunt clamping down on him until he can’t push in any more. I grip him tightly, pleasure coursing through me until my throat burns.

Once my body relaxes, Poe slides all the way in, and our hips touch.

It’s not enough.

“More,” I beg, and he begins to move, his cock pushing up against a spot deep inside that makes me see stars.

“That’s one,” he grunts. “How many more before I knot you?”

I babble incoherently, letting him use my pussy as he draws more shockwaves of pleasure from me.

The cramps subside, but the need for more still pulses through my veins.

With one hand, he pulls down my blouse, exposing my bra.

“Fuck, I haven’t even seen these yet,” he groans. “I just know they taste sweet. And they’ll look even sweeter when I push my knot between them.”

I scream. His words make my head spin with lust, and he chuckles wickedly as I find my release, stilling his hips when I flutter around him.

“That’s two,” he whispers, kissing me. I moan helplessly into his mouth, drunk on pleasure and need.

My inner Omega takes and takes, pleased with everything she’s being given.

This is nothing like any Heat I’ve had before, and it’s just beginning.

I purposely squeeze Poe’s cock with my pussy walls until he moans and begins to fuck me again, slamming my back into the blankets of my nest.

“Knot me,” I beg. “Please, Alpha .”

Poe lets out a snarl, and my inner Omega purrs in delight.

“Lift your legs,” he commands. “Get me in there deeper.”

I obey him, my feet almost touching my head, and he hits a spot that makes my vision white out.

“There it is,” he growls, and another wave of pleasure washes over me.

I can’t even scream. I’m stunned into silence, my eyes rolling into the back of my head while waves of bliss crash into me.

“Three,” he pants, quickening his pace. “Fuck yes, sweetheart, yes. Squeeze my cock, you’re so fucking tight for me.”

The waves of ecstasy don’t stop. I squirt slick, gushing all over his length and dripping onto the blankets, my mouth open in a silent cry.

“Fuck, you’re still coming,” he says with a delighted groan. “Still coming, and I haven’t even knotted you yet.”

“Please,” I manage to choke out. “Please, please knot me.”

“One day you’ll learn,” he promises, the bed frame creaking, “that I would give you anything you wanted, if you’d just ask me.”

Rational Piper is too far gone to care about what his confession means.

All I know is that I need his knot.

His scent grows, the earthiness mixing with a deep, spicy note.

“Use my cunt,” I beg him, too far gone to be embarrassed by my words. “Use my cunt until you knot.”

He slams his hips one more time into me, then lets out a roar.

He roars , primal and feral, and somehow, it’s the sexiest sound I’ve ever heard.

Poe loses full control.

His mouth latches onto my mating gland as he comes, teasing my sensitive skin while his cock thickens to lock himself inside me.

He groans into my mating gland as he spurts cum into my womb. I milk him as much as I can, desperate to take as much as he’ll give me.

“I need every drop,” I whisper, and he moans into my skin.

He swells until he can’t move inside me anymore, and I collapse boneless under him, my inner Omega finally satiated.

We’re joined, my cunt walls trapping him inside me.

“Oh,” I breathe, thoroughly exhausted. His body is like a warm weighted blanket on top of me, keeping me safe and secure.

Poe purrs for me, and the soothing vibrations lull me into a deep, dreamless slumber.

I’m happy.

I’m safe.

I have an Alpha.