Page 27 of The Comfort of Pain (The Black Market Omega #1)

Beth

“Who were those men?” I ask Jeremy as we make our way back up to the bedroom.

“I don’t know,” the beta says with a little wave of his hand. “Probably some of Killian’s work friends.”

I stare at the beta in disbelief, not sure how he came to that conclusion. “That did not look like a friendly talk.” I think about the blood pouring off the older alpha’s face.

“Who knows with alphas.” Jeremy gives me a half-hearted shrug. “They can’t talk about the weather without growling at one another.” But he’s not looking at me. It’s weird, but it feels like he’s not telling me the truth.

“Where did you two go?” Basil steps out of the bathroom. The alpha is freshly showered with water droplets clinging to his cut abs. A towel hangs low on his hips, giving me a full view of the deep V at his waist. My belly flutters as I remember all the wonderful things his thick, long cock did to me last night.

“We were downstairs.” Jeremy walks toward Basil, but I grab his wrist, stopping him.

“Can you take this off?” I point to my necklace.

“Yeah.” Jeremy frowns. “Is it irritating you?”

“It just feels too rough today.” I pull my wet hair out of the way and look down.

The beta quickly removes it but it doesn’t offer the relief I was hoping for. The skin along the back of my neck still hurts. Restless, I begin re-braiding my hair. Thankfully, I have my hair tie on my wrist.

I don’t pay any attention as Jeremy drifts away from me. The beta leans into Basil’s side, whispering something too quietly for me to hear. But honestly, I don’t care. All I can focus on is my rapidly increasing heartbeat. It’s been thumping faster and faster all evening.

Feeling a little woozy, I move to the bed and plop down. It only takes me a few seconds to tie the end of my hair, but my fingers begin to tremble and I can’t get it done fast enough. Basil and Jeremy’s hushed whispers are overpowered by a fierce rushing sound in my ears. Everything hurts.

The ache in my bones has been slowly growing since we got back from town. I don’t know what could have caused it, but I can only assume I’m sick. My fingers tremble as I feel each bump and twist of my braid, but it doesn’t settle me.

My nest.

I need to be inside of it. I need to sink into those plush fabrics and coat myself in those wonderful scents.

I stand, then sway as a clenching spasm hits me low in my pelvis. The sharp pain slices up into my ribcage, making me grit my teeth. What’s wrong with me? I force my feet to move, trying to figure out what it could be. The flu? Or maybe it’s simple distress?

It can’t be my heat.

My cycle always comes with a few days of hot flashes, sore muscles, and a rise in my libido. But I haven’t had any of that…have I? My mind spins as I think about the last few days. I’ve been unusually hot the last few days, but that has to be from all the distress I’ve endured. And I have been sore, but that’s only because of the alphas keep rutting me. As for my libido…

Another cramp hits me and I stagger into the wall. Slick gathers between my legs and panic slams into me.

“Beth?” Jeremy’s worried voice hits my ears, but I don't answer. I need to be inside my nest. Now .

Trying not to fall over, I grip the wall for balance, feeling the slick lips of my pussy rub and slide with each step. My clit throbs and another cramp cuts through me. A high-pitched whine pushes from my throat as I fall into the doorway of my nest.

“Beth!” Jeremy is right behind me, his hand reaching for me.

I ignore him, squirming my way toward the center of my nest. My skin sizzles and sweat blooms across my forehead. I rip the big shirt over my head, throwing it toward the door. Jeremy catches it, then tosses it away.

“Basil!” The beta’s eyes are huge, filled with fear. “Help! Beth is…” he glances to one side. I assume looking at Basil, but he looks…scared? Or stunned. I’m not sure. “Alpha?” Jeremy’s voice trembles and his shoulders curl inward.

I try to move to see what’s wrong, but the pain in my belly holds me in place.

“Wha…” I try to ask, but another burst of pain makes me whimper and whine. But then I smell it. I smell him.

Thick alpha pheromones drift into my nest, laced with Basil’s natural fresh aroma. It smells delicious, filled with the promise of relief. “Alpha,” I force the slurred word from my mouth.

“Beth,” Basil growls but I can’t see him. He’s just outside of my view.

Jeremy slowly backs up, disappearing out of the doorway, as Basil takes his place. The alpha looks unhinged. The usual pale-green color of his eyes is consumed by his dilated black pupils and his chest rises and falls as if out of breath.

“Omega.” The vibrations from his deep voice pulse all around me and my pussy throbs. “Let me in.” His canines flash as he grips the doorframe to my little cove, making the wood creak.

I open my mouth to give him permission, but my body seizes up as horrific pain erupts. My pussy spasms so hard I fear my abs might rip in two. Then I open. A rush of slick pours from my sex, covering my legs and nest. I scream and thrash, trying to find a position that offers some kind of relief. But nothing works.

“Beth!” Killian’s deep, commanding voice carries over my screams, and instinct forces me to look at him. Long blond hair hangs in his face, sticking to the sides of his soft beard. He’s already naked, his cock jutting out at me. “Let me in, omega.”

“Is she in heat?” Jeremy asks from somewhere in the bedroom.

I try to sit, wondering where Basil went, but quickly fall back against my nest. I open my mouth to beg for relief, but then he walks into the room. And I know exactly what I want.

Tristan stalks to the middle of the room, then he stops. My eyes drift over twisting lines of black covering his mighty pecs and curved biceps. They continue down his torso, curling around his side and into his waistband. While he does look un-fucking-believable in his tight jeans, I want them gone. I want to see his cock. I need to hold it, feel it, suck it. I need to see if it feels as good as Killian and Basil.

“Alpha.” I reach out, staring directly at Tristan. But he stays put, not coming any closer.

“Omega,” Killian repeats, trying to catch my eye. “Let me in.”

“Please,” I beg Tristan, then whine high in my throat as my pussy clenches around nothing. My core spasms and the void inside me seems to grow. “Tris—” I grunt. “Please.”

Still staring at me, Killian’s eyes go wide as if confused, then he turns and looks over his shoulder. “Get over here!” the pack alpha barks, making Tristan jump. “Get your fucking pants off now. Beth needs you.”

There’s a moment of confusion, and no one moves.

Basil pops his head into view for half a second, followed by Jeremy. Everyone looks terrified.

And Tristan is still standing there. What is he doing? Doesn’t he know I’m dying?

Unimaginable rage grips me, and I force myself to sit. A vicious growl pushes from my chest as I curl my fingers into the blankets. “Tristan!” I yell, my voice scraping across my throat. “Come! Now!”

That seems to break the alpha from whatever is keeping him in place. He inhales sharply and his eyes flash. Relief eases some of my pain when he moves toward me, shucking his pants off as he walks. The big alpha leans down as he pushes into my little doorway, then he turns sideways so he can fit. He has such broad shoulders.

I grab his arm, tugging with all my might. He doesn’t need my help, but I’m desperate to have him. The second Tristan sits in my nest, I crawl over him, frantically kissing him, and nuzzling his cheek, then licking. I make a mess of him, covering him in my scent and spit, lapping up his amazing aroma.

“Fuck,” Basil and Killian both growl softly, and Jeremy lets out a little squeak. I look over, pleased to see all three of our packmates watching us. I like it.

“Get on your hands and knees,” Tristan orders and I thrill, eager to obey.

A flutter of excitement ripples through my belly as I slide off his lap. But then I see his alpha cock and fear takes hold. It’s long and thick with a flared tip, but it’s the fat base that scares me. It already looks like a fist. How big will it get when he knots me?

My pussy spasms once more and determination washes over me. I’m going to take that cock if it’s the last thing I do.

“Hands and knees,” Tristan commands and I move. My hands and knees sink into my soft nest as I settle into place. “Good girl.” Tristan praises me, placing one hand between my shoulder blades. He pushes, forcing my cheek against my blanket. Then he strokes my back, urging my ass higher and higher. “Such a perfect omega.” He nudges my knees wide as he takes his place behind me.

His cock sways between my legs, gently tapping my wet center. Big hands curl around my hips and he pulls me to him. Heat radiates off of the alpha, warming my backside.

“So pretty.” Tristan grips the base of his cock, pushing the tip through my folds.

I tuck my chin and look down at my pussy. I watch him move against me, slipping and sliding. He plays in my slick, tapping the crown against my clit before putting the first inch into me. I moan as a bead of slick drips from my slit, falling onto my nest, then I brace myself.

I take slow purposeful breaths, as the alpha rocks against me. He carefully works inch by glorious inch inside me. It's heavenly at first, filling and stretching me just the way I need, but then the base pushes against my center and I tense. The stretch begins to sting, then burn as Tristan stuffs me full of his unyielding cock. A pained whine escapes my lips, and warm hands caress me.

“You’re doing so good, Beth,” Tristan whispers when his hips fall flush with mine. “You took every inch. Every fucking inch,” he growls as he slowly leans forward, curling himself around me. He sniffs me, dragging his nose up my spine, then into my hair. His breath is so warm against the back of my neck, and the thrill of his fangs so close to my throat has me arching up into him.

“Tristan,” I moan when he nips my shoulder. The thought of being mated is scary, but there’s something about the way his whole body covers mine that makes me feel so safe and warm.

“Look how tiny she is under him,” Jeremy’s voice is breathy, as if in awe.

Turning my head, I stare at the rest of my pack. Jeremy sits in Basil’s lap while Killian strokes the beta’s cock. I lick my lips wanting to taste him, but then Tristan thrusts, and I whimper into my blankets. For a moment, I struggle to adjust to his exceptional girth as he fucks me, but then my pussy spasms and slick pours. It eases the slide of his cock, dulling the burn, and letting me enjoy the stretch. He feels so good. So intense. So delicious.

Soon, I’m moaning and gasping every time the alpha bottoms out. Then I whimper when he pulls out. Only for him to do it again. It has my body spun, twisting and thrumming, building toward a glorious orgasm.

Jeremy lets out a deep moan, and my eyes snap open. He’s panting, head tipped back and eyes shut tight as Basil and Killian jerk him off. I stretch my hand forward, needing to touch him. “Beta,” I whine, and Jeremy looks at me. “Come.”

“ Me ?” His eyes go wide. I nod, but he doesn’t move. He just sits there, looking at me as if not sure what to do.

“Go.” Killian shoves the beta forward into my nest. The aggressive movement feeds into my desire, making my pussy clench around Tristan’s girth.

“Fuck, yes,” Tristan snarls, thrusting even harder.

“Come here.” I reach for Jeremy’s hands. He rises onto his knees, shuffling his way toward me. The second his cock is within reach, I lurch forward, making Tristan fall out of me.

“Oh my god!” Jeremy moans loudly as I swallow his length, pulling it deep into my throat. Tristan thrusts back into me, pushing my face into Jeremy’s groin, cutting off my airway. I’m held there, cock stuffed in my throat and eyes watering as my body begins to beg for air.

“Omega,” Basil growls, and Tristan pulls my hips back, allowing me to breathe again. “Let me in.” The green-eyed alpha begs. “Please, omega. Let me tend to you.”

But before I can answer, Tristan thrusts forward, shoving Jeremy back into my mouth. Unable to speak, I hold out my hand, beckoning the last two alphas to me.

The mattress dips once. Twice.

Killian and Basil’s lush scents fill my little cove, mixing with Tristan and Jeremy. I drag their pheromones into my lungs, feeling my blood rush and my skin tingle. Excitement coils in my belly and my first orgasm rips through me. I moan around Jeremy’s cock as my inner walls flutter and slick pours out. But Tristan doesn't stop. He keeps pounding. Thrusting. Fucking.

“Don’t stop,” Killian commands as he lays down on his back, then positions himself under me. “Make her come again.” My breasts hang in his face, jiggling with each snap of Tristan’s hips.

Soft hands squeeze my breasts, then Killian’s mouth latches onto a nipple. I gasp as I suck Jeremy harder.

“Fuck yes,” the beta moans as fingers circle my clit. “Make her come, Basil.” Jeremy gathers the hair off my neck, guiding me to take him deeper.

I’m so overwhelmed by everything happening to my body. Tristan slams into my pussy while Killian sucks my breasts. Basil’s fingers circle my clit, and Jeremy’s cock slides over my tongue. It’s all so much.

“I’m close.” Jeremy tenses, and his thighs begin to shake.

I’m right there with him, pleasure building tighter and faster, my body singing with each lick, slap, and thrust.

“Fuck!” Jeremy cries out and warmth floods my mouth.

My pussy clenches hard, as I come again. This one is even more intense, making my vision blur and my breath catch. I’m vaguely aware of Tristan roaring out his own orgasm, as his massive cock pulses inside me. My body sucks up every drop as we both fall apart.

It’s all so much. Too much.

I feel like I'm going to pass out.

“Eyes open, Beth.” Killian’s fingers slip under my chin, forcing me to look up at him.

Jeremy’s limp cock falls from my mouth, followed by a trickle of his cum. I lick my lips, trying to savor what I can.

“You can’t fall asleep yet.” Killian looks deep into my eyes as he fists his cock. “We’re not done with you.”