My beta jolts in surprise but quickly and energetically swallows Jarek's throbbing length. The sight is erotic and so fucking sexy as Jarek kneels above me to fuck Silas' throat.
Kade controls us all with his punishing thrusts and demands to hold our orgasms until he gives us permission to release them.
"Alpha!" My voice breaks through in a desperate cry for relief. My nipples tingle, my clit continuously drags along with Silas' movements, and Jareks' precum mixed with our beta's saliva is dripping onto my face with each gag.
"COME!" Kade roars.
Sheer, complete, and total euphoric pleasure rips through our pack bond, stealing the scream from my throat. Wave after wave drives me deeper into my omega instincts. Keening and whimpering, I sink my teeth into Jarek's thigh beside my face and hold on tight.
Don't ever leave me.
Five
Silas
Knowing I need to snap out of my funk is easier than actually doing it. Guilt rests heavy in my gut, and I'm not quite sure how to make it go away.
Vivie has had eight years of heats with us, so how the hell did I not realize she was feeling distressed about me leaving for a few minutes? I should have known. More than that, I just shouldn't have left.
The fucking leg cramp I was dealing with needed attention before it became a full-fledged charlie horse. Kade tried his best to rub the spasm out, but I needed some space to stretch.
It wasn't worth it—I made my omega cry. I'd suffer all the pain in the world to never see her cry ever again.
"Fuck," I groan, gently hitting my head on the circular dining table.
Our third level is designed to be everything we need when Vivian goes into heat. As soon as you come out of the stairwell, there's a mini laundry room on the right. That’s where we treat cum stains, store extra nest materials, and it has a laundry chute that goes down to the washer and dryers.
Further from the stairwell, also on the right, is a mini living room. A cozy couch and a mini window nest. Behind the couch isanother wall of family photos—they're Vivie's favorites and some are pretty intimate. Too intimate for the main level. We don't need visitors seeing us snuggled in our nest, post sex.
To the left of the staircase landing is the small kitchen that contains nutritious snacks, bottles of water, and sports drinks. The fridge is often completely stocked during heat weeks so we don't have to be too far from our omega. A mini stove and microwave provide the opportunity to give her warm meals while she's willing to eat.
The small kitchen is complete with a table for us to eat when we need a breather and some time to ourselves. Like right now, I have my back to the hallway that leads to our large pack room at the far side of the third level.
Our room is cozy, large, and has entryways to the extra large closet, bathroom suite, and nest. The nest has a separate entrance to the bathroom too.
We have a really amazing setup. Putting our skills in creating a perfect home for our omega is something we all take pride in. The multiple ceiling fans encourage our scents to mingle and spread throughout the level when all the doors are open.
Which is unfortunate for me right now because I just want to have a manly pout without a boner. So. Many. Boners. I feel raw and chafed, but I'm always ready to sink into Vivie's slick heat.
"Damn it," I huff and adjust myself without lifting my heavy head from the table.
"Is your vocabulary only swear words today?"
Looking up for a moment, I watch Kade strut into the kitchen and place his hands on the table in front of me.Thunk. I drop my head unwilling to converse at the moment.
Vivian's heat broke at two in the morning today, and she'll most likely be asleep for another few hours. It's only nine, so I wouldn't expect to see Jarek soon either.
Those two can sleep like nobody's business.
Kade taps a knuckle near my head, trying to get my attention. "Silas, do you forget I can feel you in my damn chest? What's wrong, love?"
"Nothing," I moan quietly.
At least that's what I'm trying to project. I really don't want to wake my omega up from her post heat slumber because I have my panties in a twist about a mistake I made. She doesn't deserve that.
"Bullshit. Tell me."
A chuckle slips free as I finally sit up and lean back in my chair. I cross my arms over my chest and inhale Vivian's scent from my sweatshirt. Little omega is always stealing our clothes.
