Heat Haven (Heat Haven Omegaverse, #1)(27)

Dion leans over and starts kissing Emily. He's completely inside of her, but not moving. I continue flicking her clit while I fuck her ass. The sensation of the pressure of being in her so fucking tightly is about to make me blow.

I’m grunting as I rut her until I can’t take it anymore. Making sure that my knot isn’t inside her, I come, spilling my release inside of her. My heart rate is through the fucking roof, and shivers are trembling down my spine. I roll over onto my back and start rubbing Emily's shoulders.

“You want this knot, dirty girl?” Dion asks her as he continues thrusting into her pussy.

My arm is over my eyes since I’m fucking exhausted and I only hear the sounds of their fucking. The squelching of her slick, her soft pants and moans. Dion picks up speed and Emily ruptures, screaming out her release. Dion follows not far behind, knotting her and locking them into place.

I want to hold her, but I can’t get my limbs to fucking move. Against my will, exhaustion takes over.





Chapter ten




My eyes flicker open and I find myself surrounded by bubbles and flower petals. I look to my left and see Dion lathering me with a loofah. I shake my head slightly. I still feel so fuzzy. It must just be a moment of lucidity. No way is my heat over this quickly.

“Hey, pretty girl,” Dion says as he smiles at me.

His smile reminds me exactly why I chose Dion for my heat. Besides the fact that he is insanely handsome, he has such a calming aura about him.

My cheeks flush and I smile back at him. “Hey, where’s Griff?”

“He’s passed out. I think you wore him out a bit.” He gives me a little smirk and continues to clean me.

“You don’t have to do that.”

“I sure as hell do. It’s my job to take care of you during your heat. I want to,” he says confidently.

“You do?”

“Alphas are supposed to take care of their Omegas, and this,”—he motions his hands to me in the tub—“ is a privilege, and I’m honored you chose me.”

“I can’t believe I was so nervous. You and Griffin are like the sexiest, hottest, cutest Alphas I’ve ever seen. Oh, and you’re both so sweet...I’m so lucky.” There’s a staticky and light-headed feeling still lingering. It’s like my tongue and brain aren’t on the same page.

“Fuck, you’re cute.”

I pick up a dollop of bubbles and boop his nose.

“No, you’re cute.”

“Hmm, that’s probably just the heat talking.”

“No fucking…I mean no freaking way. Just look at you. You’re like the poster man for tall, dark, and handsome and you’re giving me a fucking…I mean freaking bubble bath.”

“Well, it needed to happen. You were covered in sweat and cum, sweet girl.”

“Mmm, perhaps.” I don’t like being clean, though. I want their scents and markings all over me.

He laughs at me but keeps cleaning my body. My body, which now feels like it's on fuc—freaking fire. He brings the loofah near my center, and I’m done.





Chapter eleven




What they don’t tell you about orgies and an Omega’s heat? It’s fucking exhausting. Dion and I have solely been tending to Emily on our own for the last forty-eight hours and we are both fucking drained. I need a solid five hours of sleep and a red eye so I can continue to function. At her next heat, Emily needs to have four Alphas.

Dion and I just both fucked Emily at the same time again. This time in reverse cowgirl with Dion in her ass and me in her needy pussy. We’re both covered in a layer of sweat and slick. Emily finally looks content after being fucked for what felt like the millionth time. She’s nestled up against some pillows, sleeping. Dion pulls over one of the heated blankets and covers her.

“Where the ever-loving fuck is the third dude?” I ask Dion.

He wipes his brow with the back of his hand. “I don’t know, man. If they don’t get here soon, we might die. I’m like 95% sure I’m shooting blanks at this point.” I feel the same way. It’s like my balls are sad little birthday balloons that have deflated.

“Once she’s lucid after her heat, I’m telling her she needs to have four Alphas next time. Even if we had a third guy, I think we would still be exhausted.”

Dion nods his head in agreement and clears his throat. “So do you think you guys are going to start a pack?”

“I’d like to. I know it sounds fucking crazy. I only met her a few days ago, but I can’t imagine just walking away from this. Are you interested in her?”

“I’d like to spend some time with her when she’s coherent, if she’s interested.”

“Well, it sounds like we both have things to discuss with her in a day or two. Let's both get some sleep while we can,” I say as I go to cuddle Emily.

Dion settles into Emily's left side, while I cuddle her right. I send up a little prayer to anyone who will listen, to please let this woman sleep for more than three hours. As an atheist, I’m pretty sure it will go unanswered, but it's worth a shot.



Dion nudges me awake with his elbow. Apparently, Emily moved at some point and we wound up semi-snuggled together. His massive hand over my hip and my leg in between his. We both shift and untangle ourselves.