Page 53 of Want It All

Rose wrapped her hands around my knot and squeezed .

I came with a shout, spilling inside Sebastian as Rose held me tight, the pressure sending the white light of a rut to spark behind my eyes. I shook, collapsing forward, leaning my weight on Sebastian, whose chest rumbled with a contented purr as I slumped.

‘Don’t think I didn’t notice the lack of knot,’ he grumbled, as I caught my breath.

‘You’ll get one soon,’ I promised, pulling out gently and rolling onto my back.

‘Fuck,’ Sebastian said, doing the same and staring at his still-hard cock. ‘That barely took the edge off.’

Rose snorted. ‘Welcome to your first heat.’

After a few hours, Sebastian dozed. Rose took a shower while I checked the snacks; Sebastian hadn’t eaten anything, but Rose and I had, so I replaced what I could and made sure we had plenty of water. Sebastian hadn’t drunk anything, either, which was worrying, but Rose assured me it was normal.

‘We’re built for this,’ she reminded me. ‘You can worry if he goes a full twenty-four hours without food or water.’

I took a shower, too, and wondered if I could coax Sebastian in there. With the promise of sex, I probably could; he loved shower sex, though his omega would hate the idea of washing off scents.

When I was done, I went back to the nest. Sebastian had his head in Rose’s lap; she stroked his hair with her long fingers.

I liked her hands; she had pronounced knuckles and a callous on one finger from long hours of – for some unknown reason – hand-writing notes.

They were elegant hands, interesting hands, and I loved the way they looked in Sebastian’s hair, on his skin, around his cock.

I loved the way they felt on my skin, too. Around my cock.

And I shivered at the thought of feeling them running through my hair.

‘He’s slipping in deeper,’ Rose whispered to me. ‘His temperature is higher and his muscles are more lax.’ Sebastian whimpered in his sleep; I tensed in response. ‘His pain is worse, too.’ She stroked his cheek. ‘He’ll need a knot soon.’

I’d been so arrogant, thinking I could handle a heat by myself. Rose and I had shared orgasm duty equally – and enthusiastically, it wasn’t exactly a chore – over the last few hours, and I was already tired – and that was without knotting. ‘I thought preheat was longer.’

Rose shrugged. ‘This first stage can last twenty-four hours or so. But Sebastian’s circumstances aren’t usual.

He’s falling into the second stage faster, but honestly, Tris, I think the heat haze could be long .

’ She studied me. ‘We need to be prepared, and we need to pace ourselves. I wish I’d thought about this weeks ago. I could have bought some toys for him.’

‘We’ll know for next time. Rose, I –’ My lips twisted. ‘I couldn’t do this without you. Thank you.’

Rose smiled and reached to touch my cheek. I leaned into her palm, closing my eyes as she ran her thumb over my cheekbone. ‘You’re a good alpha, Tristan Grace.’

Sebastian woke not long after, and it was apparent he was in tremendous pain. Rose took him in hand, but his climax barely seemed to register.

‘You’re up, alpha,’ she whispered.

The words seemed to break through Sebastian’s haze; he snarled and pulled her to him. ‘Mine,’ he growled.

Rose petted him, smiling. ‘I’m not going anywhere.’

‘Need you.’

Rose kissed him gently, cupping his face with her palms. ‘Then ask nicely.’

Sebastian snarled again, but I could hear the amusement in it. ‘I need you. Please .’

Rose let him position her on hands and knees, then sighed happily as he dipped down to taste her.

He didn’t stay there long; I took it as a sign he really was in the heat haze.

He’d told me a few days ago that he’d live with his face between Rose’s thighs if he could, but now he was pushing himself to his knees to take her from behind.

For a few minutes, the only sound was the slap of his hips meeting her ass and the wet sound of his cock moving in and out of her, punctuated by their cries of pleasure; a moment later, Sebastian groaned through his release, but the sound was full of pain.

‘Alpha, please ,’ he begged.

He made no move to pull out of Rose. ‘Now?’

‘ Now ,’ he growled.

‘Demanding,’ I said lightly. ‘Rose? Is that okay?’

‘More than okay,’ she panted. ‘I’ve been dreaming about this.’

I positioned myself behind Sebastian. ‘Dreaming about it?’

‘Mmm,’ she agreed. ‘Is that disrespectful?’

‘Probably,’ I answered, ‘but it’s hot as fuck.’

I pushed slowly inside Sebastian, listening to him pant as his body tightened around me.

There was little resistance; he was primed for this, his muscles relaxed.

I smoothed my hand down his back, then bent to press a kiss to his spine.

‘You’re driving this, omega,’ I purred. ‘Show me how you fuck yourself onto my cock.’

‘Holy shit, alpha,’ he gasped, but he did as I said, his hips pressing forward – into Rose – and then back, onto me. His body squeezed my cock, almost painfully tight as he impaled himself with a relieved groan.

‘That’s it,’ I crooned. ‘This is all about you, baby. Take what you need.’

What he needed was hard and frantic. Sex with Sebastian wasn’t usually like this; in normal times, he preferred to take it slow, to tease and be teased in return, to press his face into my shoulder as he came.

Now, he was panting, desperate, begging for harder, faster, deeper .

My instincts lit up in response, my alpha rising to the surface, urging me to fuck my omega until he was marked with my bite and dripping with cum.

‘Yes, alpha, fuck ,’ Sebastian whined, and Rose gave a hitched little gasp as he thrust deep. I didn’t think the sound was one of pain, though.

‘Make your omega come, Sebastian,’ I said, mock-stern. ‘Don’t be rude.’

He reached between her legs, and a few moments later, Rose gave a broken whine, shuddering beneath him as her scent filled the air.

My knot swelled as my own climax built, my vision clouding with white as a rut began to rise once more.

I let it come, knowing it would help, trusting my alpha to give the omegas what they needed and grateful that my instincts would help me through this first time.

‘Please – alpha – please ,’ Sebastian begged, and when my knot swelled larger, I pressed forward.

It took three gentle thrusts for it to lock inside Sebastian.

Once I was inside, I rolled my hips, groaning as my knot continued to swell.

Sebastian writhed beneath me, babbling broken praises and expletives, shaking and shuddering as my knot pressed against the extra nerve endings clustering inside his omega body and the heat cramps faded from pain into pleasure.

I tried not to pass out as he gripped me, his body squeezing around the hard swell of my knot.

‘Are you ready, omega?’ I grated out. ‘Ready for me to fill you up?’

Sebastian gave a wordless whine. ‘Now, alpha, fuck –’

I came so hard my vision blurred, pleasure rushing through me in an overwhelming wave.

Sebastian’s body pulsed in time with my own, milking my release.

I couldn’t stop myself reaching to stroke his flat stomach, my fingers trailing over where it would swell if I bred him.

The thought sent another wave of pleasure through me, and I gasped for air as his body squeezed every last drop of cum from mine.

Rose made a happy humming sound and rolled out from under Sebastian, grinning when he growled and clutched at her in response. ‘So possessive, Seb. I’m not going anywhere, just moving so I don’t get crushed.’

I manoeuvred Sebastian onto his side, sighing when he reached back to touch my hair, his free hand gripping Rose’s thigh as my cock shifted slightly inside him. ‘Fuck, Tris,’ he said dreamily. ‘My first knot. Your first knot. That was … good.’

‘Good?’ I growled, nipping his shoulder.

‘Mmm,’ he said, sounding almost like his normal shit-stirring self. ‘Good.’

‘Well then,’ I said, as he yawned. ‘I’ll make sure it’s better next time.’

Four days and countless knots later, I realised we were in trouble.