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Jensen

“ N o, I need that one!” Bethany whined as she reached for the blanket Cullen was holding.

Her heat was ramping up, and now she was completely in the nesting phase. One moment, she was being all sweet and cuddly with us, and the next, she was pacing around the room, moving the blankets, moving us, and insisting that nothing was right.

Her eyes looked downright wild as she scoped out what we had available. She was naked, covered in sweat and cum, as she took control of the room.

We had grabbed various blankets and pillows from around the house. Thankfully, Joey was asleep, and we didn’t disturb her, as it was the middle of the night.

It wasn’t ideal. If we had more time, we would have purchased more nesting supplies so she could make her space exactly how she wanted it for her heat. Nests were highly personal for omegas and needed to be just right.

For about half an hour, she painfully arranged every blanket, pillow, and item of clothing in a semicircle around the bed at the very edge, making a little bird’s nest. We simply stood back and watched, handing her items when she requested them.

Sometimes, ascertaining what her request was could be difficult because she would just hold her hand and make a grunting noise without explaining what items she wanted.

Any time we tried to help, she would growl at us. It wasn’t a threatening sound—she was as vicious as a newborn kitten—but we didn’t want to upset her, so we simply watched her build the nest, her smile slowly getting wider and wider the more pleased with her work she became.

Eventually, she sat in the middle of the nest with her legs crossed, sitting up straight, beaming at us.

“Nest!” she declared proudly.

“A very beautiful nest,” Gideon agreed, leaning forward to claim her lips in a bruising kiss.

“Can we join you in your nest?” I asked, wanting permission.

When she beamed at me and nodded, we didn’t hesitate. We had been waiting patiently for what felt like ages.

As soon as I was lying down, Bethany pounced on me, her lips exploring my neck, my chest, sinking lower.

When she took my cock into her mouth, I nearly jumped out of my skin with how good it felt. We had done away with clothes a while ago. It wasn’t worth even trying while she was in heat—unless she wanted to be coated in more of our scent, then wearing one of our shirts could help.

“Looks like someone is hungry.” Cullen chuckled as he joined us in the nest.

“She probably needs to eat again soon,” Gideon said.

“Knot!” the cranky omega shrieked.

“No,” Gideon growled. “Not until you finish your sandwich.”

Cullen was sitting back on the bed with a very wriggly, very grumpy omega sitting on his cock. She was close, ready to be knotted, but Gideon was more concerned with getting her to eat.

It was a rather amusing battle of wills to watch. Bethany was solely focused on getting her knots, but Gideon was concerned with her overall health and well-being.

Turned out, they were both rather stubborn.

“Just take a few bites and you can have my knot.”

“Knot first.” Bethany pouted, the fire in her gaze dimming as tears gathered in her eyes.

Cullen and I shared a glance, biting back our laughs. Even though he was determined to succeed, Gideon was a sucker for tears.

“Just eat the sandwich, omega. Then we can all knot you,” I told her, my tone coaxing.

“All of you?” she asked softly.

“All of us,” Cullen confirmed.

The tears stopped, and her face hardened. Snatching the sandwich out of Gideon’s hand, she shoved it unceremoniously into her mouth.

Even though she was being stubborn and abrasive, it was the cutest thing I’d ever seen. There was something about Bethany that, even when she was trying to annoy us, I found her ridiculously alluring.

By the time we were two days in, Bethany was well and truly lost in the haze of her heat. Between trying to meet Bethany’s needs and regularly checking on Joey, switching who was looking after her, we were exhausted. What little sleep we were getting was frequently interrupted.

Thankfully, on the second day, Gideon had organized for Joey to go to a sleepover with several of her friends so we could have the next day or two to try to recover.

We had experienced heats before, but maybe we were officially old men, because Bethany was draining us dry. Well, she could drain me dry, and I would be a happy husk.

After Gideon knotted her, she had climbed off him and gone after her next knot without any recovery time. Cullen was her next target. As he lounged on the bed, she took his cock into her throat, humming happily as she did so.

The movement meant her ass was sticking up in the air, displayed like a fucking piece of art. Gideon was still recovering from the last time he knotted her, and Cullen’s cock was buried in her mouth.

Which meant it was my turn to have a little fun.

Knee-walking across the nest to where she was presenting herself, I ran my hands over her rear, enjoying the silky-smooth skin.

She wiggled her hips, a silent invitation, as her mouth was otherwise occupied.

The head of my cock pressed against her folds and my balls tightened, like they were preparing for the sheer volume of cum they were about to produce.

Bethany was eager, pushing her hips back farther when I didn’t immediately thrust forward, opting to savor the moment.

Tutting, I grabbed her hips, holding her in place for a few seconds before lightly slapping her ass. Judging by the slick that flooded her pussy, she liked that a lot.

I chuckled. “You’ll get my cock when I am good and ready.”

Her mouth was busy swallowing Cullen’s length repeatedly; otherwise I was sure those pouty lips would be sassing me.

I was having the time of my life. Her attitude wasn’t annoying or grating, like Bella’s had been. Bethany just followed her emotions; there was no ulterior motive, and she was utterly herself.

It was pure and so fucking joyous.

Maybe it was the copious orgasms talking, but I was pretty sure I was falling head over heels in love with Bethany Wells.

Now we just needed to convince her of that, because as a pack, we had been somewhat gruff and grumbly until now. Well, I had been a ray of sunshine; my pack mates, not so much.

But first, knots.

Having made her wait, I took pity on her and surged forward, a strangled moan escaping my throat as I did so. I would never get tired of the feel of her pussy.

“Holy fuck,” I groaned.

Cullen chuckled, his hand fisted in Bethany’s hair. “She feels fucking glorious, doesn’t she?”

“We need to quit our jobs and do this all day,” I said as the tip of my cock brushed against her G-spot, making her writhe and moan with a mouthful of Cullen’s cock.

“I think she likes the sound of that.”

“Do you?” I asked, leaning forward slightly as I set a slow, measured pace, enjoying every second of her pussy swallowing my cock. “Do you want us to quit our jobs and spend all our days knotting you again and again?”

“I think you overestimate our stamina,” Gideon said. “This should be a one-time thing.”

One-time thing? Did he really think he could walk away after this?

My pack mate was deluding himself.

Bethany reared up on her knees, Cullen’s cock falling from her lips. She ignored his grumble of protest as she glowered at Gideon.

“Mine!” she growled, leveling him with a furious look.

His eyes widened as his mouth opened and closed, lost for words.

The new angle somehow made my cock hit deeper, and though my thrusts were shorter, her walls got that much tighter. My head swam. “You suggested that this won’t continue to the very horny, deep-in-heat omega, dumbass.”

“Bella never…”

Bethany stilled.

“Shut up!” Cullen growled as I pulled her closer to me, pausing my movements to nibble on her neck.

“Don’t worry, omega. You’re all ours. There’s no one else. You’re the only omega who gets to take our knot.”

“Mine…” She pouted.

“Yes, yours,” I assured her. “Now, why don’t you take care of Cullen, and once you’ve done that, maybe I’ll knot this pretty, slick pussy?” I said, pushing forward and reminding her what we had been in the middle of.

Gideon had the good sense to look repentant, having made the cardinal mistake of not only mentioning an end to the knots, but also mentioning another omega while in Bethany’s nest.

Thankfully, as soon as my knot was pressing against her entrance, everything was forgotten.

As I thrust one final time, sweat broke out on my brow while my knot rapidly expanded.

It had already been growing when I pushed forward, so she was howling in pleasure as I pressed on, stretching her walls to capacity.

She sucked on Cullen’s knot as he came, covering her neck with his release, marking her skin with his scent.

We collapsed into a puddle, a happy, satiated puddle. My legs were tingling with exertion, and my head was fuzzy from the sheer force of my release.

“I think you drained me dry.” I chuckled, kissing her shoulder.

“Fucking sorcery, that’s what that mouth is,” Cullen agreed, making the omega beam at him.

When she wiggled herself sleepily off my knot moments later, reaching for Gideon, he had no complaints. Pulling her into his arms, he flipped them so he was hovering over her, kissing her slowly, taking his time.

After a few minutes, he flipped her again, not even letting her get to her knees before he was balls-deep in her again. Gideon was a man possessed. He had knotted her more than any of us, but he was raring to go again.

The nest smelled like a messy mix of all our scents—tart apple being the most potent, thanks to Bethany’s slick.

Pinning her hands down in his, he snapped his hips, his movements brutal, powerful. “Take my cock like a good girl. This sweet pussy is mine now, and I am going to enjoy… every… fucking… minute I spend inside you.” He punctuated each word with a thrust, her body bowing into him every time.

If it wasn’t for the look of unadulterated bliss on her face and the scent of her perfume rolling off her in waves, I might have been concerned for her.

Gideon was fucking her like a feral animal, and she was loving every minute of it.

Her eyes rolled into the back of her head, the nest filling with the sound of wet thrusts.

The blankets were drenched in slick and cum, but cleaning that was a later issue.

For now, I was enjoying watching them. We had seen one another fucking during heats with Bella—it was impossible not to—but there had been no enjoyment in it.

Watching Bethany get fucked deeper and deeper into the mattress, desperately shoving her ass back and begging for more, was a euphoric sight.

Her hands fisted in the blankets in front of her as Gideon leaned down, nipping at her shoulder, making her mewl in pleasure.

It had only been a few minutes since my knot had deflated enough to release her, but already, my blood was rushing back to my cock while watching Bethany come again and again and still beg for more.

“Come for me, my omega. Come on my knot, and don’t you dare be quiet. Otherwise, I’ll fuck you repeatedly until you’re hoarse from screaming my name.”

I wasn’t sure if that was a threat or a promise, but I don’t think Bethany minded that one bit.

Tremors overtook her body as she screamed, Gideon sucking on her neck as she came.

And fuck, did she come.

Gideon came himself with a low groan, thrusting so deeply she must have felt his knot in her stomach. Her screams of pleasure only increased.

Sweaty, panting, and utterly fucking stunning, she grinned up at me as her eyes sparkled.

“Feeling good, pretty omega?” I asked.

She nodded dopily. “Cuddles?”