Who wouldn’t fight over wanting to knot me? But I know my Beta is right. They need to get along, mostly, so they can fuck me at the same time.
I sigh and contentment leaves me as a violent cramp rips through my abdomen.
“I guess we should go see if they’ve made up, huh?” my Beta asks.
He, of course, doesn’t need an answer, he knows what I need, and it’s a thick knot stretching me and being filled with an Alpha’s cum. It’s the only thing that will truly take this pain away.
When he opens the door, I’m greeted by the sight of my gloriously naked Alphas sitting at the edge of that monstrosity of a bed they put in this room. It’s a sin that they have a raised waterbed here for me and it fills me with rage. Did the designer of this room hate Omegas?
“Okay, maybe get off the bed,” my Beta says. He has the most common sense of my pack.
Both of the men stand. Their bodies are exquisite, and they’re all mine. I’m ready to fling myself at them and take what I want when my Beta grabs me by the waist. Maybe he doesn’t have as much common sense as I thought.
“Have you two come to a solution?”
“One of us will leave the room while the other is with Claire,” my massive Alpha says and I glare at him.
No, the fuck they’re not. They expect me to get through my heat without all the pieces of me in the same room?
“That’s not going to work,” my Beta says, getting back into my good graces.
“What do you suggest then?” the Alpha I’ve longed for asks.
They’re all so annoying right now it just brings me further pain and I groan, approaching them both, grabbing both of their cocks and stroking them in my hands.
When the Alphas look at each other, I make a growling sound. Why are they even worried about looking at one another? They should only look at me, anyway. My pleasure should be their only concern.
“I think she’s made it pretty clear what she wants,” my Beta says, taking a seat in the chair my Alpha fucked me in earlier. He smirks at me as he watches as I command these two Alphas to put their bullshit aside and bend to my will.
I whimper as a cramp hits me and both of the Alphas spring into action. One of them kissing the side of my neck as the other fingers my pussy.
When I’m filled with a knot, there’s no other thoughts in my head, just the sensation of getting everything I need from my pack. There’s no more concern over them getting along. All they need to do is work together to make sure I get everything I need.
And what I need is knots, knots, and more knots.
Chapter 30
Forrest
When I’ve knottedClaire for what feels like the sixth time of the day, everything seems to click in my brain.
There’s no way that Wells and I could’ve helped our Omega alone during her heat. I might not particularly like Elliot, especially the way he holds my Omega—like he’s her sole Alpha—but the fact is, we need the smug fucker.
“I’m not going to say I told you so,” Wells says next to me, as Elliot lies on top of Claire, kissing her neck and whispering filth in her ear while he fucks her.
“Isn’t saying that exactly like saying I told you so?” I ask him and he lets out a laugh.
“Once we’re all bonded, this will be a lot easier,” he says, rubbing the back of my neck, which feels glorious.
“You’re so sure?”
“You’ve met all nine of my parents. Do you think they all got along right away? Well, my moms did, of course. That was love at first sight, but they’re Omegas and obviously are wiser than Alphas.”
He leans forward, grabbing my chin and giving me a kiss. I sigh against his lips while his comfort washes over me.
“You’re both good men, and you can both be good for her, but you can’t do that if you two are always at each other’s throats. Being bonded eases a lot of that tension. Right now, you both feel like you’re competing for Claire, when that couldn’t be further from the truth. She wants you both so bad, it’s not a competition,” Wells says, his eyes not leaving mine.
“I’m doing better, aren’t I?” I say, waving a hand toward the Alpha rutting my Omega.