She was so close, Shan and Cas so wrapped up in each other, that I began to panic. Having her touching me was no longer a turn off. In fact, the switch had been locked into the ‘on’ position, where she was concerned. The problem was, I couldn’t let her do this while she was in heat, immediately after I’m marked her without her consent. There were lines I wouldn’t cross, no matter what the vixen herself wanted to do.
“Those weren’t the thoughts going through my mind at all,” I said, subtly shifting away from her.
Freya frowned. Oswald’s hands came to her hips and he lifted her off the bed, making her yelp.
I breathed a sigh of relief, tinged with definite disappointment, and closed my eyes against the onslaught of moans, my new mate thoroughly distracted.
FIVE
Freya
Emmett’s rejection would have stung more if I hadn’t seen his expression. He desired me. Desperately. The vague curiosity from before was gone, replaced by yearning. It wasn’t an entirely sexual yearning and Em didn’t have the same feral desire as Shan had when he looked at me, but the sexual component was there. From what I’d learned about how Emmett’s brain worked, that meant he was falling for me.
He’d bitten me, thinking I would hate him, while he was falling for me.
Maybe he would have been more torn up by my death than the dreams had me believe.
Oswald’s hands on me were the distraction I needed from that conundrum, his touch making me wild with lust again. If he’d been the one to claim me, I wouldn’t have been mad either. We’d been intimate far longer than I’d known any of the others, and I trusted him the most. Even with his new human form.
His human form was an improvement, because he no longer had to limit himself to instructing me to use toys. I glanced down at the bulge in his pants and purred, wrapping myself around him. This damn heat hadn’t broken by me having a near-death experience, so I’d have to break it myself. With lots of knotting.
“Little fin, you shouldn’t strain Emmett while he’s recovering from his injury,” Oswald chastised, carrying me around to the other side of the bed again.
He tried to lay me down on my back beside Caspian and Shan, their attention refocusing on me, but I dug my nails into his skin and dragged him down. Ozzy let out a huff, but hovered over me. Feeling him against me was different, but the rest of this was familiar, bringing me back to my fantasies. Years of fantasies. I was ready to make them a reality, but when I tried to kiss him he moved away.
“What the fuck are you doing?” I asked, keeping my legs around him so he couldn’t escape far.
“Cas and Shan can help break your heat. We should probably talk first.”
So rational.
Soannoying.
That was probably part of why Emmett had held back, too. Beside the whole bond thing.
Stupid fucking useless Alphas.
“We can talk when I’m not in heat. Right now, I want you knot-deep inside me.”
“Freya…”
“What, you think I’ll regret it? You think I can’t consent because I’m in heat? That might be true for some Omegas, but you all know me. I’ve been denying myself for years. Control of my instincts is my fucking calling card. If I didn’t want you to fuck me, you’d be on your ass outside the door right now.”
Oswald sighed, but his resolve cracked. His cock throbbed and I dug my heels into his ass, rubbing his length against my pussy, which was still clothed. These clothes were so irritating and itchy.
“I’d rather be certain…”
“I’m certain if I regret anything, I’ll own it and I won’t blame you. Not that I’m fucking going to. If I don’t have a cock in my pussy and another one in my mouth in about two point five seconds, I’ll wander the halls until I find a willing participant.”
Four snarls echoed the room and I smirked.
I had them. Em wouldn’t fuck me, but he would watch and I was ready to put on the show of a lifetime.
Ozzy tore my legs from around him, but only so he could peel my pants down my legs, leaving me bare. He didn’t bother to remove his clothes, hitching the waistband of the sweatpants under his balls and slamming inside me with a growl. His head tipped back as he froze, and I got to watch the pure bliss on his face until a moist cockhead poked me in the cheek. I turned my head, sucking all of Caspian’s length down.
My incubus came immediately and I swallowed greedily, watching him gasp into Shan’s mouth. His hand was working the angel’s cock, not fast enough to make him come but enough to keep him on the edge. “Incubi come fast, huh?” Oswald grunted, his dark hands a sharp contrast to my almost deathly pale hips.
Caspian’s cheeks went pink. Shan let out a little rumble. “Just fuck Freya. Don’t talk about my mate,” Shan stated.
