Page 53 of For What It's Worth
“Or what? You’ll posture some more? Maybe one of my other alphas should tend to me so you can keep playing—”
I didn’t finish whatever garbage I was spewing. Jen’s hand gripped my hair, pulling my head up and forcing me to meet his eyes. My head didn’t hurt, but I could feel the tension in my scalp. The inability to move my head without pulling my hairs out had me trapped, staring wide-eyed at an angry looking alpha.
“You need a good fuck that bad, little bear? The pounding I gave you earlier didn’t sate your needs?”
Every word out of Jen’s mouth heated my body. My stomach flipped with excitement, my pussy clenching with hope that Jen would give up talking and simply slam into me.
“Well, don’t worry,” Jen continued. “I’ll take care of that naughty mouth.”
Threat or not, it got Jen moving. He walked right past Aidan and Enzo, letting the other males trail behind us as he carried me to the nest. I could just barely make my other alphas out from the corner of my eyes.
Enzo was smiling, a look that told me he was going to enjoy my punishment for my words whereas Aidan looked like he was going to melt into a puddle from the heat consuming him.
“I’m not letting you out of my sight,” Jen said. “So if you need to get the nest ready, I will have Aidan and Enzo wait out here. Decide.”
It took restraint for Jen to allow me time to fix the nest, but I didn’t have the same icky feeling I did about my old nest in the dorm room. Whether it was because I had all of my alphas present or this nest was more secure than the other, I wasn’t sure, but there was no aching need to fix anything besides my current state of not being fucked.
“Shoes off,” I reminded him.
“Be sure, Omega,” Jenson warned. I admired his restraint, but it wasn’t needed. Not in this. But I knew he was worried about what had happened last time.
“Shoes off,” I repeated, making my voice stern.
I was adjusted against one hip and then the other, the soft clomping sounds of three pairs of shoes being taken off. Jen even remembered to do mine—which I’d forgotten about somehow—before throwing us into my nest, breaking through the invisible chains holding him back.
There was so much anticipation in my body, I could feel my heartbeat throbbing in my clit as my blood rushed to the bundle of nerves. Rubbing against the fabric of my underwear, the slight pain made me even hornier.
Jen didn’t make me wait any longer. He slammed his lips to mine with enough pressure I absently wonder if lips could bruise.
His hands moved to take my shirt off and I let him with ease, throwing my head back when he trailed kisses down my neck to my breasts. He traced around my nipples with his tongue, my eyes flying open when I heard a groan that didn’t belong to either me or Jen.
How had I forgotten about my other alphas?
I wanted to reach for them, but I wasn’t willing to risk upsetting the alpha sucking on my breasts. Especially when he bit down just beside my nipples, making me grab his shoulders, wanting to pull him closer and push him away at the same time. Everything Jen did made my pussy wetter and wetter, and knowing Aidan and Enzo were so close was like an endless tease. Their older scents were still soaked into the fabrics of this room, reducing me to begging.
“Please, Jen—Alpha, more. I need more.”
“Like this?” Still standing, still holding me wrapped around his body, he shoves his hand down my pants, easily finding my wetness.
His hand had little mobility, trapped between our bodies, but it didn’t stop his fingers from seeking out my hard clit. Just the little brushes made my hips jerk with nowhere to go.
I whined. “Don’t tease me, Jen. Please. I need you.”
“That’s right. Only me. Say it.”
I growled, not wanting to hurt my other alphas but needing more than the slow teasing circles.
Jen shoved a finger inside me, but it didn’t alleviate any of the need in my body.
“Just tell him, Orsetta.”
I looked for Enzo, wondering if I was so horny I’d imagined him giving me permission.
On the other side of my nest, he stood on the little walkway that went along the walls, his hand on his cock. He was darker than Jen, and not circumcised, which felt like a weird thing to notice, but I couldn’t help it while watching his hand tighten, fisting himself up and down. “Tell him what he needs to hear so he’ll fuck you.”
I whimpered as the weight of worry only fell halfway off. Even in the fog of arousal, I understood that what Jen was asking me to do was a big deal, but knowing Enzo didn’t hate me helped. But would Aidan?
I looked at the alpha in question. He stood in front of the door, like a silent guard, but there was nothing relaxed about his pose. His eyes were locked on my breasts where Jen was tormenting and teasing them with his mouth, tongue, and teeth. I may have arched my back more, making my breasts look more pronounced as he watched.