Page 68 of For What It's Worth
All I could think about was Enzo. The heat coming from his chest, seeping into my back. The little puffs of air from his nose as his teeth tightened down on my earlobe, keeping me firmly from turning around and demanding more. Even the feel of his cock hardening against my ass. I’d never hated clothes as much as that moment.
Jen growled again, but the sound was much closer. My eyes flew open, although I didn’t remember closing them, and I looked straight at Jen’s chest. Trapped between two alphas did nothing to calm me down.
Jen’s proximity was gasoline to the fire, blooming my arousal so the scent of burnt marshmallows was strong enough to cover even the arousal of my two alphas. My omega growled at the loss of their scents, my body redoubling my efforts to entice them.
I reached for my bonded alpha, wrapping my fingers around his clothes and tugging him so close I could feel the pressure of his body against mine. Untucking his shirt, I ran my fingers up his stomach, letting the material bunch.
Jenson had faint outlines of his abdominal muscles which became more defined as I continued touching him.
The need to kiss or lick the exposed skin had me whining, wanting Enzo to let go of my ear. When he did, I didn’t make it an inch toward my goal when his teeth lowered, clamping down on my neck, on the opposite side of my body as Jen’s bite. I felt his teeth leave an indent in my skin, forcing my body to go lax.
“Please,” I begged. “Bite, alpha. Claim me.”
My alpha wouldn’t be able to bite me before he knotted me, but that plan was my goal. My need for a knot was controlling all of my actions, and a small part of me was aware of that, but my instincts were in control, and they demanded I get fucked, knotted, and bitten.
I inhaled, trying to figure out if my alphas were gone on my pheromones enough to listen to my demands. It was a vicious cycle of inhaling the scent of arousal, ratcheting up our need, only for the scents to bloom stronger as we inhaled again.
I removed one hand from Jen’s stomach to reach behind me. Grabbing the back of Enzo’s head, I pressed his face closer to my neck like I could force his claiming bite on me.
My touch seemed to entice Enzo, as the alpha biting down harder. It was still not enough to break the skin and claim me, but enough for my body to tense with anticipation.
Instead of completing the bond, the alpha picked me up and started walking.
Panic had me squirming against Enzo. Despite the need to have him bite and claim me, I needed my bonded alpha nearby. I needed to be able to scent him to ensure he was happy. I needed him to make sure I was safe while I let my instincts take over.
“I’m here, omega.” The smooth confidence of Jenson’s voice set me at ease, letting me sink into Enzo, who’d stopped just on the outside of the door to my nest. “You have to invite us in.”
I didn’t hesitate. “Come in.”
The wording was weird since Enzo never let me go, carrying me in as he entered, but the intention worked. When the door clicked close, it was like the sound set my body in motion. I shoved Enzo into my nest, forcing my lips down to his so I could explore the taste of his mouth with my tongue.
Hands roamed my body, pulling off layers of my clothes, but I ignored them, needing to push the alpha below me to the level of frenzy I was at.
Somewhere in my nest, I heard my bonded alpha speaking, but the meaning of the words was warbled. But the longer he spoke, the longer he refused to touch me. I finally pulled my lips from the alpha beneath me, turning to release a frustrated growl at my bonded alpha, demanding his attention.
My growl was cut off when a more dominant growl demanded my submission.
Despite the aggressive sound, I preened at my bonded alpha’s attention. I wasn’t worried about whether he was angry or not, as long as he was focused on me. My beta side was pushed so far to the back of my mind, she didn’t even fear the dominant alpha growl.
“You need to think this through, Koda. If you bond Enzo, it’ll make attending the academy harder.”
The next growl from me was more aggressive. My thighs tightened around the alpha’s body beneath me. My fingers gripped the shirt covering his shoulder—even if I didn’t want the alpha in clothes, I was glad for the hold. I wanted this alpha to be mine.
My bonded alpha responded with another growl, his frustration bleeding into the sound. The muscles in his cheeks tightened making his jaw more defined. “I’m not saying you can’t fuck him. And I’m not even disagreeing you should bond with him. But you’re not thinking clearly right now. Are you listening to me, omega?”
A purr pulled my attention away from my bonded alpha to the male pinned under me. The sound was deeper than even my bonded alpha’s purr, and there was a tone to it like it was more musical than an instinctual sound.
I inhaled deeply, enjoying the scent of pine trees filling my nest, giving me the safety to feel like we were outside.
I wanted to bond this alpha. My body was already primed and ready for a knot, slick running from my pussy and pooling in my underwear, the last layer between me and the alpha. My muscles were tensed, ready for a bite no matter the location the alpha chose. And my heart already belonged to him.
“Bite, alpha,” I whined.
Enzo’s blue eyes flared, and he moved so quickly I didn’t even have a chance to get dizzy as he put me under him. As he ripped off my panties, I knew I’d have red drag marks from the fabric. Not that I particularly cared.
I tried clawing off the alphas’ clothes, needing to feel his skin against mine, but I got distracted with the matting of hair on his chest. The dark curls called to me. I didn’t even try repressing the urge to run my fingers through them. When he tried to pull away, I tightened my fingers, but the alpha growled, demanding release. I could scent how aroused the male was, so I let him pull away slightly, trusting he wouldn’t leave me hanging now that I was desperate for him.
When he finally leaned down closer to me, I felt the head of his cock at my entrance. With one of his hands, he dragged the tip through my wet folds, always going high enough to rub against my clit.