Page 92 of Hidden Fates

Noise inside the bathroom has me gritting my jaw. Hopefully Emmett gets our Omega out here to take the edge off Caleb’s rut.

We roll, wrestling as Caleb tries to buck my weight off. He’s fucking strong, knocking the wind from my lungs as he slams me back into the pillows and blankets, knocking them out of place.

“Fates dammit, Caleb, you’re destroying the nest your Omega built you.”

He stills long enough for me to lock my legs around his thighs, trapping him in place. My timing is perfect because that’s the moment Emmett opens the bathroom door and carries our mate out. His eyes go wide, jaw slackening.

Skye whimpers, scrambling out of Emmett’s arms. For one heartbreaking second, I think she’s truly upset about her nest. Then I smell the dizzying burst of her perfume. I’m entranced as she drops to all fours and crawls toward us, her eyes locked on the bulge in Caleb’s pants.

Oh. Our girl likes seeing her Alpha pinned and ready for the taking.

“Mine,” Caleb growls, arms straining to break my hold.

“Yours, Alpha.” Skye leans in and rubs her cheek along the swell of his cock, a satisfied noise leaving her throat.

Emmett steps closer, biting his lip. “Need a hand?” Amusement coats his voice, his hand gesturing to where Caleb’s boxers are trapped beneath my legs.

When I nod, he pushes them down, nudging Skye’s face out of the way and chuckling when she pouts. “Don’t worry, sweetheart, I’m not taking your treat away.”

Her eyes light up when Caleb’s thick cock springs free, a steady trail of pre-cum leaking down his length. We all moan when she dives in, lapping at his tip and making the sexiest, hungriest sounds.

“Fuck,” Caleb whines, trying to escape my hold. When I tighten my grip, he goes lax, giving in to the moment.

I’m hard as hell watching our Omega suck him off. Imagining her doing this while I bury myself deep in his ass… Fates, I could come just picturing it.

“Such a good little Omega.” Skye gags, her eyes watering as she takes him deep into her throat. I continue to coo at her, praising her for taking care of her mate. “He’s going to come. Swallow it all for me. Every drop.”

Knocking my head against Caleb’s I relax my hold as he starts to shake, a guttural groan puffing out of him. “What a good toy you make, Alpha,” I tease. “Coming so pretty for your Omega.”

“Jesus,” Bellamy chokes, stumbling to a stop as he enters the nest, Onyx following close behind. “That is obscenely drool-worthy. I wish I could take a picture.”

Onyx cuffs him on the back of the head, beelining for Skye, who is still happily sucking on Caleb’s spent cock. She moans around him when X pushes his shorts down and enters her, filling her needy pussy.

“Keep taking care of your Alpha,” he tells her, gripping the back of her neck with one beefy hand when she goes to pull away.

I’m trapped beneath Caleb’s body, his ass grinding against my cock as he writhes in overstimulated pleasure. “Fuck.” I hiss, trying to shift away so that I don’t come in my pants, but there isn’t anywhere for me to go. Grabbing a handful of the sheets, I toss my head back, shouting out my release.

“This is so fucking hot,” Bee chimes in, knee-walking over to where I’m laying. “Suck me off?”

Eyeing his cock, I part my lips, letting him use me as our Omega rides Onyx’s cock.

We’re only twelve hours into her heat, and we’ve already reached new levels of debauchery.

Chapter Twenty-Nine

Skye’s nest smells like sweat, sex, and pack.

And I have no memory of how I got here.

Sitting up, I find my girl passed out across Onyx’s chest, his cock still buried inside her. Around us, most of her other mates are fast asleep, putting this reprieve from her heat to good use.

If the dried mix of slick and cum coating my dick is any indication, I’ve been helping ease Skye too. Damn, I need a shower. Half the stench in the room must be coming from me.

Stumbling to my feet, I tiptoe to Skye’s bathroom, careful not to dislodge any of her nest. I don’t want to piss her off the minute I’m not lost to my instincts and can enjoy her heat.

The world outside her bathroom window is dark. What time is it? And how long I have been out of it. Trudging closer, I wince at the thick layer of snow coating the ground below. Either it has been a few days, or we got one hell of a snowstorm last night.

With a sigh, I turn on her shower. I need to clean off and find food before she wakes up. See if someone can fill me in on what happened after we got home.