Page 108 of Puck My Life

He shakes his head. “I found a reason to grow up.”

The crack in my heart, the part that was broken, heals seamlessly closed.

Vae

PRESENT

I wake up in the middle of the night, my body so hot, heavy, and full that I know without a doubt my heat is here. The bed is wet where I’ve been lying, and I’ve somehow rolled onto Deacon’s hand and am rocking. Every movement sends this shuddery need that sends quivers through me that’s almost painful.

His fingers twitch, and I bury my face in the pillow. Three more indulgent seconds before I tear myself out of the bed and walk on trembling legs to my nest. It’s set up beautifully.

Mal and Deacon did most of it. Raynor’s room has been stripped of the black sheets, and it’s now hung with teals, greens, and purple materials. The mirror-shade chandelier dances, reflecting the blue light from the lamp.

The saleslady at Nesting Hoard had spoken extensively about nests, and I’d listened, amazed to be learning all this. She’d said that light made a difference. Some omegas prefer yellows, oranges, reds, or violets. She has a little booth and got me to go in. I’d come out stunned.

She also said that while an omega’s instinct is to collect all of one material, having various samples of different materials in different colours will help us feel balanced.

The other thing we have is a water feature.

I’d stopped beside it, unable to walk away. I move to it now, listening intently to the sound. If I could, I’d fill this room with plants to go with the water feature. I like the enclosed feel, like I’ve stepped into another world.

I’m naked, but my skin feels overly sensitive.

I sit on the massive bed and lay down, burying my face in Raynor’s scent. I let out a whine and reach up, snagging a pillow. Where are my alphas? I drag it down between my legs and rock against it.

It feels good, but everything feels good right now.

It’s not enough, but the deep, instinctual satisfaction I get from leaving my scented slick all over his pillow makes me so happy.

I move around, touching everything, cupping myself and pulling at my nipples. I arch my back and let out a moan.

The door opens, but I stay in that spot, my back arched, one hand tugging my engorged nipple. The electric pleasure jolts deep into my chest and straight down to my pussy. I’d never really thought of my breasts being that sensitive, but, right now, I feel like I might be able to make myself come just from twisting and tugging them.

Who needs alphas?

Just that thought reminds me of their knots, and suddenly, I’m burning on the inside out.

“Alpha,” I moan. “Please, Alpha, I need a knot. I’ll do anything.”

Raynor walks in and drops his jeans, kicking out of them as he climbs up on the bed. I notice two other dark shapes as they slink in, but I’m focused on the alpha rearing up in front of me.

His muscles are defined, and I reach up, unable to help myself, sliding my hand over his hot flesh. His eyes blaze as I squirm under him. He waits, not moving, even when I sit up and drag my tongue across his chest.

Vanilla explodes on my mouth, and I moan, sucking harder. When I pull back, I see the bruise I’ve left and lunge back, dragging my teeth over the spot. Bonds, I want to…

Raynor flattens me to the pillow with one hand to my sternum. The power move has me whining again.

“This blue light is just making you look freaky sexy,” Raynor purrs. He slides down the bed, and as soon as he’s happy I’m not going to move, he lets go and quickly positions himself between my legs.

I spread them wider with no shame. His hot breath on me has me arching my back again. My hands grab the pillow I’m resting my head on, and I squeeze until my knuckles are white.

“You are so damn pretty, Omega.”

He kisses my inner thigh, right on the soft and sensitive part. My body reacts instantly, sending a line of almost painful pleasure that makes my lower stomach clench.

I let out a gasping cry, unable to help myself. Raynor laughs. The evil chuckle is all male, all alpha. I am weak.

“Make lots of noise, Omega. I want to hear what you want, what you like. I want you to grab my hair and drag my mouth where you need it.”