Eden was irritable. Was it just because of her illness? Julius can't remember her ever being like this before. She wasn't this irritable when she was sick. She's almost over the cold by now, her voice much clearer today and her breathing easier. Now it's just her mood that's... off.
When they had been in prison together, Eden had been so calm, accepting everything without complaint. And now his girl was near to tears because, as she was trying to explain to him, there was something wrong with the shower. He doesn't even know what that meant, and her talking about the feng sui and vibes of the room aren't helping clear the issue up a whole lot.
When he tries to offer her a sandwich for lunch, she says no, her nose wrinkling and her colour turning a little green at the mere thought of food. She hadn't eaten breakfast either, and he starts to worry that maybe she has some new virus. Like a stomach flu?A stomach flu that makes omegas feel like prickly cacti in the bond?
It's barely past noon, but the day already feels long. He tries to fix everything she frets about, but then she looks at the nest and bursts into tears because it'swrongtoo and she needs tofix it.
He's about halfway to calling the doctor again to ask whether this is a side effect of the antibiotic or maybe she needs to be checked for a brain tumour when she growls at him for sitting on the nest wearing his 'outside clothes.'
He apologizes quickly for the thousandth time that day, getting up and beginning to get undressed, when her eyes snap to his chest hungrily. Her eyes rove over the familiar lines of his tattoos and her scent suddenly grows heavy and needy in the air.
Her nose seeks out his throat, breathing in the scent of him. He feels a shiver run through her body and he quickly slips a hand up to the back of her neck, checking her temperature. She was a little warm but not as hot as she had been. He didn't think it was another fever. So probably not another illness... which left brain tumour? That wasn't super reassuring.
"I need you," she says then, leaning back into his hand. He felt like he was going to get fucking whiplash from all of this. "Please, alpha."
She tilts her head back to meet his gaze and he can see that her pupils are fully blown and there's a slightly wild look in her eyes. But he'd rather fuck than fight, so he doesn't hesitate, leaning down to kiss her and angling her head to the side so he can fit their mouths together and delve his tongue into her mouth.
Her kiss is rough and urgent, teeth catching his lower lip, tongue demanding against his own. Julius grunts in surprise, but hishands find her hips, steadying her. Her body is warm where it presses against him insistently, whining against his mouth.
"Okay, baby. I'm here. I got you. Daddy's gonna' take care of you."
He presses her back into the bed, crawling over her and purring. She relaxes back onto the bed, and he cannot help the way his eyes drink her in. She's still the most beautiful woman he's ever seen.
Her blonde hair is longer than it was when he first met her, skimming her breasts now as they heave to catch her breath. Her body is soft, the skin softer still with all the bath products they loved to rub her down with, and her complexion is creamy and perfect. Her hips make him feel like a fucking caveman every time he sees them. So fucking luscious. Baby birthing hips.
Maybe they should rehash the topic. They might've just been fucking around with her the other night when they talked about breedingbut just the thought of her round with their child has his cock jumping where it's still trapped in his pants.
"Daddy,please."
Tenor and Luke, fucking cowards that they are, reappear from whatever hidey holes they'd found for themselves when she'd been angry and now crawl onto the bed with them, surrounding her with petting hands and purrs.
"Is this why you were so grumpy, baby? You just needed cock?" Tenor's voice is soothing and it usually would've made Eden grumble at him, but she just whines and nods.
He can't resist her when she's all soft and needy like this. He pulls his cock out, fisting it where the knot is beginning to swell while Luke and Tenor make quick work of her clothes.
He lines himself up at her slick entrance and then pushes into her, the tight warmth of her sealing around his cock like a fist. She nearly wails as he bottoms out all the way to his knot, forcing her to take all of him at once. Usually he'd ease her into it, but she doesn't seem like she's gonna take well to that right now.
She desperately grips him, her fingernails digging into his arms as he thrusts into her again and again.
When she starts struggling under him, pushing up against him with her hips, he allows her to pull him into the position she wants so she is riding him, fast and frantic and claiming.
Julius lets her. He lets her use him, lets her take whatever she needs as he grits his teeth and fights the urge to flip her over and pin her down again, to fuck her into the bed with his own claim.
But she so rarely tries to take control, he doesn't want to take it away from her. He has the perfect view of her round tits, and her soft tummy looks so pretty next to the hardness of his own body.
"Good girl," he growls. "Such a pretty girl. You look so good on top, baby."
He watches as Tenor fists his cock and leads it to her lips. She doesn't even hesitate to take it in his mouth and Julius slants his eyes at him. "Be fucking careful, her throat is still sore."
Both Luke and Tenor ignore him, but his pack brother lets her set the pace and depth, so she ends up just sucking on the tip like a lollipop. Doesn't stop the release from building from Tenor's side of the pack bond, though.
When Tenor cums in her mouth, her pussy tightens around Julius' cock so much that he can't stop his own release, heat exploding from his balls as he thrusts his knot deep inside her, tying them together as wave after wave of his seed fills her up.
She collapses against his chest and he doesn't hesitate to grip her hair at the base of her skull to tilt her face up to him, kissing her rough and messy, savouring the taste of her mixed with Tenor.
He collapses back against the nest then, breathless and sprawled across the tangled blankets. Eden buries her face in his neck, letting out a shuddery sigh as the room goes silent.
Until Luke starts making the nastiest, wettest,shlick shlick shlicksound of him beating his goddamn meat. Julius glares at him with all the vitriol he has, but the big fucker doesn't even pause.
