Pack Fever: Omegaverse Romance, page 28
“Found her!” Reed’s voice breaks the tense silence. I sprint downstairs, my steps heavy, my breaths racing.
Bursting into my bathroom, time seems to slow, my heart nearly stopping at the sight before me. Danica’s huddled in the corner of the shower, the water still cascading down on her. She’s a small, curled-up figure, her sobs echoing off the tiles, each moan and whine twisting a knife in my heart. She looks up, her face streaked with tears, and the raw pain in her eyes is almost too much to bear. We should have been here, should have known this was coming.
Inhaling deeply, her scent hits me like a mountain’s been dropped on me—the unmistakable, seductive perfume of an Omega in deep heat. It’s the kind of heat that’s more than just a call for comfort—it’s a desperate cry for survival.
And we weren’t here for her, for our Omega.
It’s been building up to this, and we were absent. Fuck! Devastation rattles through me. Glancing at Reed and Seth, I see my own heartache mirrored in their faces, a silent vow passing between us without words. Even Reed is startled, revealing his true feelings for Danica.
Her cries pull me back, her hand reaching out through the spray of water, reaching for us. I’m at her side in seconds.
“We’re here, little mouse. I’m so sorry we weren’t here earlier.” My voice is barely a whisper as I gather her into my arms, the water from the shower drenching us both, but nothing will wash away the guilt. With one hand, I shut off the water, turning to face Reed and Seth, panic paling their faces.
“She needs all of us now!” My voice is firm, leaving no room for doubt. This isn’t just about me and Danica; it’s about us coming together, giving her what she needs… all of us.
“Take her to your bed,” Seth voices my own thoughts, and I’m on the move.
Once in my bedroom. Seth has his hands full of towels so we can dry her off while Reed’s ripping the blanket off of the bed, knowing exactly what needs to be done. My gaze skims over her scarred arm, and she tries to turn away to hide it from me… Seth told me about them and what he caught her doing, but seeing them doesn’t turn me off. I absolutely adore every inch of her, every scar, every mark, makes her unique. I will just have to show her this so she doesn’t hide from us. Whatever caused them doesn’t matter… just that she knows we will never judge her.
She’s writhing in my arms, staring up at me with those intense green eyes brimming with tears. She looks at me as though she’s peering right into my soul, the ache behind her gaze leaving me shattered.
“I’m going to make it up to you that we weren’t here for you. I give you my word,” I murmur as Seth steps up in front of me and leans in to kiss her, then begins to dry her off.
“Danica, we’re here now, and I feel like shit for not getting back in time,” he says.
Reed is at her legs, wiping her clean of water so she doesn’t get cold. But with all of us around her, there’s no chance of that happening.
“Y-You f-finally came,” she murmurs through tears, her hands tightening, grasping onto my shirt, then her mouth is on my neck. Her lips are soft, burning hot, eliciting my own arousal, my cock responding so fast to her touch, her scent. I’m rock-hard and need to take these clothes off.
As if sensing my thoughts, Seth and Reed are already undressing, then Seth takes her from my arms. A growl rolls over my throat at her being away from me.
She’s kissing Seth now while her hand reaches out for Reed, drawing him close.
“I’m here,” he says, his devotion and attentiveness making me smile. He catches me smirking and shows me his middle finger, then goes back to cooing to Danica.
I’m naked in two seconds flat, so eager for my Omega, her perfume in the air so potent that my head’s fogging up. I know that the longer we spend with her in this stage, the more overpowering our connection will be, and we’ll all fall into a chaotic carnal urgency. I’m already feeling the twitches internally that I’ll lose control, that my mind’s taken over by arousal, by our bonding.
But seeing Seth lay her on the bed, lowering himself over her, with Reed on her side, kissing her has my own jealousy rising that I’m not included.
Cock in hand, I step closer, palming myself, hissing at how damn good it feels, how much I need to be inside my little mouse.
She’s crying out, thrashing on the bed, her breaths speeding up.
“She needs us inside her.” My gaze lingers down her naked body as Seth pulls away and kneels near her.
But it’s Reed who takes position between her legs, spreading them for us all to see her pussy glistening, her inner thighs soaking wet. Even before any of us touch her, I see her sweet little hole clench, as if the anticipation of taking us is too much for her to bear.
In the blink of an eye, Reed’s got his mouth between her thighs, licking up her juices, smooshing his face against her spread pussy. He growls, as if this is something he’s been dying to do.
Seth and I are hypnotized, standing on either side of the bed now, watching the way he pushes open her crease, then runs his tongue the length over and over before wrapping his mouth around her clit.
She’s moaning, her chest sticking out, and fuck, she’s beautiful. Seeing her having lost all control, craving us, is intoxicating. I doubt I’ll ever get this image of her out of my head. She’s in there, making me lose my mind already.
Reed cups her ass, lifting it off the bed so he has better access, her legs wide as he plunges his tongue in and out of her.
“I don’t think I can hold on much longer,” she says. “But I need more, please.”
Love hearing her pleading, I shift to her head, where she twists to look at me with a wicked grin on her face, licking her lips.
Seth’s already leaning in, one hand on her full breast and his mouth clasping around the other nipple.
Her groans are mesmerizing, and her eyes never leave mine as I stare at the fierceness in her eyes of how much she needs to be fucked. There’s no flicker of fear, just a frantic desperation in her gaze. Something I’m going to help her with.
I move closer to her. “Is this what you want, Little Mouse?” I ask her, holding my cock out for her. Her attention is on my offering, and I kneel on the bed next to her and spread my bent legs for her to turn her head in my direction and reach for my cock. I place my hands on the other side of the mattress, leaning over her head to give her easier access. She frantically grabs hold, already pushing my cock past her lips.
I hiss as she takes me deeper, deeper. Gasping for air, I’m barely holding on. I stroke her hair out of her face.
“You’re doing so well. Take all of me, take your fill.”
Her tongue is going wild on the underside of my shaft, and my girl doesn’t stop until my tip hits the back of her throat. Tears spring to her eyes, but she’s sucking me, taking pleasure in having me almost choking her.
“Fuck me!” I growl, noticing her other hand is on Seth’s dick, tugging on him, while Reed’s got his face deep between her legs.
This is how I’ve wanted our pack with an Omega to be. As one. Us. Her. Bonded.
“Beautiful,” I say.
She’s purring beneath me while we do everything in our power to ease her pain, to please her, but ultimately, this is just a tease. What she needs is our knots, filling her with our cum. And she has no idea yet, but these fuck sessions will go on for a couple of days, and we’ll fill her again and again until every inch of her is covered and she’s dripping our cum.
As if on cue, she tightens her lips around my shaft just as she moans loudly, her body shuddering with an orgasm. Reed holds her down with his mouth, drinking.
Seeing her losing control tips me over. I holler as my orgasm rocks me. I burst, flooding her mouth, pouring all that love juice down her throat.
“Fuck, your mouth is so tight.”
She’s sucking me, and I love watching the way she works her throat to keep swallowing every drop I give her.
“Fuck, you’re so stunning,” I half murmur, half growl, still pumping into her.
When I finish, I pull out of her gorgeous mouth, and she quickly licks the few drops spilled on her lips.
“I want more,” she cries, and I grin, then glance at my pack.
“You heard the girl.”
That’s all it takes as we moved like the devil into position. Seth throws himself onto the bed on his back, rolling our precious Omega on top of him, facing her. She straddles him while Reed’s at my side, his mouth and chin glistening with her delicious juices.
“She’s so fucking sweet tasting,” he groans. “I’ve been dying to eat her out. It’s been driving me insane.”
I clap him on the back with a hand. “Well, about time you stopped being an asshole and accepted her as our Omega.”
He gives me a look, one that says he’s still dealing with whatever issue he has, but I won’t push him. He wants to be with her, to help her, which is everything. The rest can be worked out.
She cries out just as Seth wastes no time and plunges his cock into her cunt. The view from behind is mind-blowing, seeing her stretched, riding him.
I move to stand closer behind her before Reed steals the moment. “I’m taking the rear first,” I demand, but Reed’s already crawling on the bed toward her with the world’s biggest hard-on.
I can’t talk… my dick’s so hard, it hurts like a damn bitch, but I’m about to fix that.
“Are you ready for me?” I ask, gaining her moaning response.
“Jasper, yes, now!” she purrs, which coaxes my own growl to graze my throat.
That’s the thing about Omegas and Alphas connected. They become co-dependent on one another and take on similar feelings and desires, so we know exactly how to satisfy each other. And this is why not satisfying an Omega going into full heat can be deadly to her.
I push aside the ache in my chest that we made her suffer, trying to ignore the agony that cuts through my chest.
The tips of my thick fingers sink into the soft flesh between her cheeks to that cute, puckered ass. She’s soaking wet as I rub her, teasing her. Her escalating moans tell me she wants this… and I intend to claim her rear until she never forgets who fucked her up the ass.
“Ready to open up for me, Little Mouse?”
“You better hurry the hell up,” Seth growls. “Because I’m dying to pound our sweetheart.”
Glancing over at her, she’s got her mouth full as she slides Reed’s cock past her lip. Reed’s hissing, his eyes rolling up into his head.
Pushing a finger into her, she’s tight but welcoming. I slide another in to get her ready. My lust beats inside me, greedy and urgent, and as she moans louder, which I take as me needing to speed up, I chuckle. Removing my fingers, I lift my cock, sliding the tip up and down her crack, before pushing into her puckered ass. Despite her gripping me, I slide in from her slick. My hands are on her cheeks, keeping them spread. I don’t want to miss a single thing. Energy builds inside me, buzzing through my balls.
Breathless, I’m so desperate to fuck her.
“Please, I want to be fucked. I want you all to fuck all my holes,” she pleads.
“Christ, that’s so hot,” Reed gasps as she slips his cock back into her mouth.
I grip her hips and drive myself all the way in, the sensation sending tingles down to my toes. She’s shaking beneath me, but she’s not telling me to stop. Seth cranes his neck in my direction with urgency in his gaze.
“Let’s fuck our girl,” I say.
“Sure took your time,” he growls.
Reed’s already howling with pleasure.
We pull out and push back into her, slowly at first, finding our rhythm, pumping into her faster, harder. All the while Reed rides her mouth, pumping into it. She’s moaning for more, dripping while we claim her like beasts.
I stretch her with each thrust. Muscles strained, I’m drowning in the sensation of her ass hugging my cock, the opening squeezing so tightly, I feel like I’m going to burst in her once more. Except, I hold back... The next time I come, I’ll be knotting, as will Seth, and I intend to make this frenzy last for as long as possible.
The four of us locked together, bonding, breeding her. We’re all going to take turns flooding her pussy with our seed to ensure she ends up with a child. It’s what I’m craving down at my core, what all Alphas desire.
My body tightens, hips bucking of their own accord into her, Seth doing the same, Reed on a high. While our Danica… she’s floating right now, lost to the haze of her heat.
All I can focus on is taking her over and over, knowing she’s ready for us to take turns fucking her…
Chapter
Twenty-Six
DANICA
It’s been two days since my heat swept through me like a wildfire, leaving nothing in me untouched—literally—reshaping everything I thought I knew about myself, about the three Alphas. They never left my side, their presence a constant during the lust-filled storm of emotions and carnal sensations that I was wholly unprepared for.
The fact that they took turns knotting inside me, flooding me with their cum, brought me unimaginable comfort. Now, I feel the ache between my thighs with each movement… which comes from two days straight of being fucked by three gorgeous men.
By some miracle, we hadn’t left for Philadelphia yet; the music and the world outside our hotel room paused as if in respect to the force of nature that had taken hold of me. And not once did they make me feel guilty about it. If anything, their dedication to pleasuring me and their unwavering support made me feel like they’d willingly endure it all over again. And Reed... Reed’s involvement without a hint of hesitation has me questioning everything I assumed about him disliking me.
This morning, the three of them are back at the stadium wrapping things up, and I’m taking it easy. My body is humming as if I’m still riding an orgasm. It’s exhilarating, in all honesty, but there’s no guarantee that I won’t have another episode. For all I know, what I experienced was the crescendo of my heat. Another reason why they want me resting… just in case it returns.
Needing a break from the penthouse, I pull my hoodie over my face to conceal myself and step out of the hotel elevator. The hotel cafe calls to me with its array of treats and the promise of a strong coffee. I’m desperate for it.
As I stand at the counter, my eyes wander over the selection of cakes, landing on a decadent slice of chocolate mud cake that promises indulgence. I order it along with a latte, deciding to treat myself after the explosive sessions of the past few days.
Waiting for my order, my gaze inadvertently catches on an iPad screen over someone’s shoulder at a cafe table. The headline of the news article sends a jolt through me.
Seth’s Mysterious Hoodie Girl Makes Another Appearance.
My eyes widen in disbelief, and I’m trying to make sense of the words blurring in front of me. The article also states that in the midst of his electrifying performance, he was seen giving special attention to a mysterious girl in a hoodie among the crew, even going as far as to blow a kiss in her direction—a moment caught in a photo that’s now circulating the internet. And there, on the edge of the image, is a figure I recognize all too well despite the hood obscuring her face—me.
Oh, shit!
Panic surges through me, a chaotic whirlwind of dread colliding with me. Why were people watching us that closely and taking photos? Of course, I know the answer. Seth is all over the news, and people watch everything he does. But the risks are terrifying for the potential backlash it could bring the band from Wing Music, and worse, the unwanted attention from Nexus if anyone recognizes me. God, what if someone took a photo of me that captured my face?
Sickness turns in my gut. I can’t go to another concert, not with my hoodie, as everyone will be looking to get a photo of me now.
The girl reading the article is now animatedly discussing it with her friend next to her, saying something about it being romantic. Except it’s too much, and I feel as though I’m about to suffocate.
I move to the window. Maybe I need to go outside for fresh air. I glance out at the bustling street, and my gaze catches on something across the street—a silver SUV with dark-tinted windows parked with an air of silent threat.
A chill races down my spine. That car... it’s eerily similar to the one that pursued Seth and me after our visit to my mom and sister. My heart pounds, dread washing over me. I stumble back.
“No, that can’t be Nexus, can it?” I whisper to myself. “It’s just a coincidence, it has to be.” But I can’t shake off the fear that they’ve tracked me down. I take a deep breath, trying to calm the rising panic. “You’re just being paranoid,” I tell myself, already rushing back into the elevator, even as the cafe guy’s calling me for my order. As my gaze slides to the car sitting outside, I can’t help but feel exposed, as if they tracked me down and now are working out the best time to come for me.
I dart inside, hugging myself.
The elevator doors start closing. My heart thundering, I push myself into one of the corners, trying to make myself as small as possible. Just as the gap narrows to a sliver, a hand shoots through, halting the doors with a jarring force. A scream escapes my lips, a sound ignited by the dread that’s been clawing at my insides, as the doors reluctantly slide open.
I’m barely breathing, bracing for the worst, but it’s just Reed stepping into the elevator, his eyebrows knitted together in concern.
“Are you okay?” he asks. “What’s going on?” He glances around the confined space, as if expecting to find some immediate danger that caused my panic.
“Why would you scare me like that?” I manage to say, trying to force myself to move and not look so terrified. “Why are you here?”
Reed blinks, looking partly confused, partly concerned. “What’s going on?” he repeats, his stance blocking the elevator doors, which now release a persistent beeping, protesting his obstruction.
