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A familiar feeling tingled through my balls, and within a handful of seconds, I filled my omega’s accepting womb with my heavy load, as she came around my throbbing cock.
“Fucking shiiiiiit,” Blair shouted.
“Gahaaaa,” I grunted.
My vision became blurry, and stars formed in my eyes, yet I pressed my head against Blair’s heaving chest as I overcame the passion that filled me. Neither Blair nor I had the ability to move a muscle, and from the way she stroked and played with my hair, I almost thought I was about to fall asleep.
But as the knot released us, I somehow managed to climb off of my omega, and I laid on my back and welcomed Nikita, Arielle, and Hailey as they used my sweaty chest as a pillow.
It only took about ten minutes for my energy to return, and I had made a promise to my women which I didn’t want to break.
Then my omegas picked their own positions, and I fucked each one of them once again.
Nikita loved being on top, and Arielle preferred to be taken from behind. But Blair and Hailey didn’t have any particular favorites. Just as long as I knotted and filled them with every ounce of my cream, then they much preferred for me to choose a position for them.
The bedroom felt hot and clammy, and our mixed scents combined into one as they floated through the air, but there was no better feeling than that.
I also noticed that the bedcovers had been bunched up toward the head of the bed, and a light flick would have thrown them onto the floor. But none of us cared about the state of the bed or having to remake it before we went to sleep, because it helped to emphasize how incredible our night had been.
“Now can we have that drink?” Blair broke the peaceful silence.
“I actually take back what I said earlier,” Hailey giggled. “I need a bottle of tequila and a straw.”
“That’s my girl!” Blair said proudly. “Jesse? Arielle? Would you two like a shot of tequila?”
“Sure, if you’ve got one going.” I shrugged.
“I think I’ll stick to Sprite, thanks.” Arielle sat up with a smile.
“Ah, yeah, you’re not really into tequila, right?” Blair asked as she walked toward the minibar. “We’ve still got some Port left?”
“It’s not that,” Arielle replied. “It’s just that I don’t want to drink alcohol in case I’m potentially pregnant.”
“Do you think you are?” I asked with clear happiness on my face.
I hadn’t noticed a difference in her scent, and my betas weren’t acting any differently around her, but Arielle knew her body better than anyone else. It felt like I was still adjusting to the fact that Nikita was pregnant, so I had no idea how I was going to react if Arielle was, too.
“I don’t know, but I’m hopeful.” She smiled. “I mean, I’ve been eating super healthy recently.”
“Arielle, I don’t want to burst your bubble…” Blair said as she lined up three shot glasses. “But I think the healthy eating idea might be a myth. Like, can you really increase your chances of getting pregnant by eating kale and quinoa? I mean, don’t get me wrong, we’d all love it if you were pregnant. But I also don’t want you to get too excited, just in case it’s your body playing tricks on you.”
“Yeah, but how do you explain the constant need to pee?” Arielle asked. “Or the fact that my boobs are, like, super sensitive right now? And swollen!”
“Maybe because you’re constantly drinking tea?” Nikita suggested.
“Plus, aren’t your tits always sensitive?” Hailey giggled. “I just have to flick your nipple, and you’re ready to cum almost immediately.”
“Hmm, true.” Arielle shrugged. “I probably should cut back on the amount of tea I drink in a day.”
“Jesse and I are the ones to say whether or not your tits are swollen,” Blair chuckled. “And from what I’ve felt in my hands recently, they don’t seem any different to me.”
“But if you want to stay clear of alcohol for now, then that’s completely up to you,” I said as I wrapped one arm around Arielle’s shoulders. “But like Blair said, we all know how much you want to get pregnant, so I wouldn’t want you to get your hopes up if your body isn’t ready to carry a child right now.”
“It’ll happen in time, I’m sure of it.” Hailey smiled as she stroked Arielle’s cheek. “Our bodies are wonderful things, and maybe there’s a reason why you’re not pregnant yet.”
“Also, speaking from someone with experience, the nine months that lead up to the baby aren’t as great as they seem,” Nikita chuckled. “Like, I cannot wait to meet this little guy or girl, but the side effects are awful! I can’t even walk into the same room as Jesse without having the urge to bounce on his cock.”
“Is that a bad thing?” Hailey asked.
“Well, no,” Nikita giggled. “But it can be when I have to pull the car over and tell everyone to get out. If I thought I was horny before…”
“Imagine having to stop mid-fight because you can’t control yourself,” Hailey giggled. “I’m not sure Theo Finch would understand the need for the sudden delay.”
“Yeah, just enjoy the port or the tequila as much as you want for now, Arielle,” Blair said sweetly as she brought over two filled shot glasses. “Then, when the time is right, we can all help you through your desire to constantly have our teeth around your nipples.”
“Oh, my goodness, Blair!” Arielle laughed.
“Hey, it’s a common side effect.” Blair shrugged.
“I wouldn’t mind having swollen tits,” Hailey mumbled with a smirk.
“Girl, if your tits got any bigger, they’d pop,” Nikita chuckled. “Mine have gone up two cup sizes, and they’re still smaller than yours!”
“You really do have the perfect set of tits.” Blair glanced down at Hailey’s chest as she handed over the glasses of tequila. “The perfect size to just… shove your face in them! Brr!”
I sat back and tossed back my shot as my omegas continued to talk about their breasts and how big or small they were. Personally, I thought they were all beautiful and unique to them, and as long as I could play with them, then I didn’t care what size they were.
But watching my omegas press their breasts together, or seeing how many hands it took to cover Hailey’s, was the best thing I’d ever seen. I felt like a kid on Christmas morning, and I never wanted it to end.
Their laughter soon died down, and we all relaxed back as we enjoyed our drinks of choice. Hailey went for another shot of tequila, Arielle and Nikita wanted a cold can of Sprite, and Blair finally had the beer she had been longing for. I also decided to have a beer, even though it wasn’t my favorite. But there was something about the ice-cold bottle with the condensation dribbling down the outside that made me crave that malty taste in my mouth.
I was glad we were all about to forget about Clarice, and we no longer had that lying shifter walking around the cabin.
All we needed to do now was remove Theo Finch from the scene, and then Hailey could finally overcome the trauma the two of them had created in her mind.
However, even if Theo was currently on Vancouver Island, I knew he was going to find out Clarice had died. Or he was going to know something had happened to her, at least. Especially when he called her multiple times a day for updates.
The pathetic little omega had been buried in the trees behind the cabin, and her corpse was going to be left there until it rotted away into the soil.
But now I had to think about how I was going to handle Theo, and I needed to make sure I got to him before he came for me.
Chapter 12
Throughout the rest of the night, and as I drifted off to sleep, I tried to think of a way for us to get to Theo Finch, and a way for us to kill that motherfucker once and for all. I had a feeling it wasn’t going to be easy, but that could have just been my exhaustion talking.
One thing I decided on was that we’d need to send Theo a message through Clarice’s phone, or through the laptop. If we managed to convince him Clarice couldn’t answer calls, then hopefully he wouldn’t think anything had happened to her.
However, we also had to decide how to get to him unnoticed, and I knew I couldn’t do this without the majority of my pack behind me. Which was why I sent off a group message to the mainland betas and islanders and asked them to meet me at the cabin the following morning. Even if they just offered some advice or told me what they thought about various ideas and theories, it’d be helpful. Nothing ever worked when I only had my own thoughts to work with.
I fell asleep shortly after I sent the messages, but I woke up to see that a large collection of betas had agreed to come over to the cabin. Some of them were on patrol duty this morning, but the long conversation in the group chat informed them of the changes that were being made in the patrol groups. Thalia had offered to take Marco’s place, and a few of the additional betas had also raised a hand to offer their assistance during the meeting.
It meant a lot to know that my pack would drop everything if I needed their assistance, and it was a constant reminder that we all worked as a team. No one was ever left out, and they weren’t sitting on a bench as a substitute. Everyone had their own strengths and weaknesses, and I made sure to focus on that when it came to various positions and tasks.
By the time my omegas and I found the energy to go downstairs, a few of the betas had already arrived.
Kiri and Gemma appeared to be well-rested, especially after the long night we’d had. But they cradled mugs of coffee like they needed that constant fuel.
Caleb, Daniel, Brenden, Spencer, Kasia, Abigail, and Marco had all taken a seat on the floor or in comfortable chairs, and everyone knew to leave one of the couches free for my omegas and I.
“Good morning,” I said with a smile as I greeted my group. “Thank you all for coming over so early.”
It was only nine o’clock, but I’d sent the messages at one a.m., so they hadn’t been hanging around this morning.
“Of course, Jesse,” Abigail replied.
“Yeah, we can sleep when we’re dead,” Marco snorted.
“But let’s hope that doesn’t happen too soon,” I chuckled.
I left my betas to continue on with the conversation as I headed for the kitchen to grab a coffee. My beautiful omegas had already helped themselves to a hot beverage and some breakfast, and Hailey had sweetly prepared a mug of black coffee for me, too.
“Thank you,” I said as I gave her a kiss. “I was just about to make this.”
“There was no reason why I couldn’t do it for you.” Hailey smiled.
My 90’s-obsessed omega shoved one hand into the pocket of her faded, baggy jeans, and then she held her tea against her chest. Her Backstreet Boys t-shirt looked very well loved, and it had been tucked into the waistband of her pants.
“I assume there’s no competition between Backstreet Boys and NSYNC?” I smirked.
Hailey looked at me with confusion, but then she glanced down at her top and started to laugh.
“Absolutely not,” she giggled. “Backstreet all the way.”
“Excuse me?” Nikita gasped. “You’re saying they’re better than NSYNC?”
“Yes,” Hailey said, like Nikita was crazy for thinking otherwise.
“But… Justin Timberlake!” Nikita replied.
“With that ramen hair?” Hailey snorted. “Nick Carter is on another level.”
“Nick Carter is a pretty boy,” Blair chuckled as she tore into a piece of toast. “If it wasn’t for Kurt Cobain, I wouldn’t have fallen in love with rock music, or death metal. He had that handsome, rugged look. Just like Jesse!”
“Thanks.” I grinned.
“I really liked Celine Dion when I was younger.” Arielle smiled.
“Yeah, but who did you think was cute?” Nikita asked. “Who was your first celebrity crush?”
“Oh.” Arielle frowned. “I don’t think I had one… Crushes weren’t really my thing back then.”
“There must have been someone,” Blair said with a cheeky smile. “Apart from the obvious, Leonardo DiCaprio, who did you have on your bedroom walls?”
“Oh, yeah, my walls were covered in pictures of Leo,” I chuckled.
Blair swatted my arm playfully, and then she turned her attention back to Arielle.
“Uh… I had a Weezer poster?” Arielle shrugged. “And a Ricky Martin one.”
“Oh, fuck, you’re so cute!” Blair chuckled as she threw her arms around her sister.
“Hey, Teenage Dirtbag is a classic,” Hailey said. “It’s up there in my top ten songs, like MMMBop.”
“Okay, don’t get me started on Hanson.” Nikita waved her hands through the air.
“Oh, I liked Hanson, too!” Arielle smiled.
“Of course, you did.” Blair giggled. “Fuck, I love you. So adorable.”
Seconds after their conversation ended, Benji plodded downstairs and into the kitchen. I wanted to tell my half-brother to leave before he was dragged into my omegas’ trap, but it was too late.
“Benji!” Nikita called as she looped one arm through his. “Just the guy we’ve been looking for.”
“Uh-huh…” Benji glanced at her with a cautious look.
“Celebrity crushes when you were a kid, go!” she ordered.
“I literally just came downstairs for some coffee,” Benji groaned, and then he turned his attention to me. “Have you been going through this torture, too?”
“Yep, Jesse told us!” Blair shouted out before I could answer. “C’mon, Benji, we want to know!”
“Probably… oh, Sarah Michelle Gellar, obviously.” Benji snorted. “And then… maybe Trish Stratus?”
“Who’s that?” Arielle asked.
“A wrestler,” Benji said with a dreamy look in his eyes. “She had the biggest… muscles. And tits. Her tits were enormous.”
“They were definitely fake,” I replied.
“Oh, there was no doubt about it,” Benji chuckled. “But do you really think that stopped me? I’m a hot-blooded male. A set of tits is a set of tits.”
“Of course, it didn’t,” I laughed. “I’m just glad we weren’t mentally connected back then.”
“Okay!” Hailey called out. “I think we’ve heard enough.”
The omegas led themselves away from the kitchen, and I gave Benji a knowing look. That conversation could have continued on for hours if Benji hadn’t grossed out the omegas.
I knew that would do it, Benji laughed silently. I had already prepared my answer as I was coming down the stairs.
Very smart. I smirked.
But then we turned toward the living room to see Kiri eyeing Benji with an amused smirk. I could have sworn I saw his soul leave his body as he realized the beta he’d been crushing over heard his crass comments about the wrestler chick and her tits, but it was too late.
Son of a biiiitch, Benji groaned and sent Kiri a casual wave.
Kiri doesn’t care, I snorted. But yeah… maybe check the living room next time.
Just then, a knock came from the front door to announce the arrival of the last few beta members who could make it.
Harry, Eliza, Annika, Thomas, Seth, Wren, Kora, and Raina wandered into the house and made themselves comfortable in the living area. There was one chair left for Aunt Eva, and everyone knew not to sit there.
My aunt had gone for a shower, so we waited patiently for a few more minutes until Eva came to join us.
“Okay,” I said as I stood up from the couch. “As you all are aware, last night my omegas killed Clarice Osborn, so we saved ourselves from the danger she carried with her.”
My audience whooped, clapped, and cheered as they congratulated the omegas on their great work.
“However,” I said as the room quieted down. “Before we plan anything, we need to convince Theo that Clarice is still alive. Hailey, can you still access everything on your laptop?”
“I sure can.” My omega smiled. “But I can just use Clarice’s phone, because it is still alive and active after Benji saved it last night.”
“You’re welcome.” Benji winked. “I also changed her fingerprint setting on the phone, so now I can access it.”
“Amazing,” I said with a single nod of my head. “In that case, can you message Theo now? Just make him think Clarice can’t talk on the phone right now? I dunno, something like that which sounds somewhat believable. Continue on with the lie she told him yesterday.”
“Sure can, boss,” Benji muttered as he pulled Clarice’s phone from his pocket and unlocked the device. “I’ll make sure to copy her style of messaging, too. Abbreviations, emojis, that sort of thing.”
“Perfect,” I replied.
Then as Benji typed out a message, I continued to discuss everything with the rest of the group.
“We now need to focus on how we’re going to track down and kill Theo Finch, and that’s going to be much harder than killing Clarice,” I announced. “Theo has so much land under his paws, and who knows how large his pack really is?”
“Do we have any rough numbers to work with?” Annika asked.
“Not really.” I shook my head. “I don’t know how many packs Theo has battled against, or how many betas survived and joined his army. But what I do know is that this will probably be the largest pack we’ve ever gone up against. Which is why we need to be smart, but we also need to get Theo alone and with as little security around him as possible.”
“Alone?” Thomas asked. “How do we do that?”
“You tell me,” I said. “Your ideas are as good as mine.”
“Well…” Hailey paused as she peered down at her lap. “Clarice did tell me one thing, but now I don’t know how true her words were.”
“What did she say?” I asked.
“It was yesterday morning while you were at the diner with Hazel Wise,” my omega explained. “I casually asked about Theo in the hopes that Clarice knew some more information she hadn’t shared with us yet. Even though she said she wasn’t sure if her facts were true, she did tell me Theo lives with a set amount of betas. I don’t know how many he lives with, or if that information is even true, but it’s something, I guess?”
“It’s definitely something.” I smiled. “It actually makes sense that Theo would live with a set amount. He has so much land, and he’ll probably be on a constant lookout knowing that other alphas will be after him. So it wouldn’t surprise me if some of his betas are based across Vancouver Island, whereas the rest are scattered throughout the rest of British Columbia and Washington.”
