Blizzards and Brews (Holiday Hollow Omegaverse)

Chapter 11

Chapter Eleven

Ollie

D eep down, I was thrilled to have all this unfettered time with everyone, even without the creature comforts I enjoyed.

With the freezer out and the food needing to be ate or tossed, I’d literally gotten to sit on Spencer’s lap while he spoon fed me ice cream and told me all about his big city upbringing.

With how good he seemed to be about sharing, I wasn’t surprised to find out he had siblings. The prospect of a bigger family had my chest warming.

The crick in my neck was worth being able to snuggle with him and Lindsay. It had been far too long since I’d gotten to cuddle with her. Even if I could barely sleep and was drinking my weight in coffee it was totally worth it.

Spencer and Adam thought that I hadn’t noticed when they’d switch the coffee beans to decaf in the second batch, but thankfully, Dustin had my back. My brother knew that while their alpha tendencies were well meaning, I would probably turn into more of a terror without it.

I didn’t like feeling like a burden when I got in a mood. Most of the time I was content on my own, working the bar, figuring out new brews, hanging with my brothers, and pining after my best friend. But sometimes, it got to be too much.

Sometimes, it felt like if I couldn’t be near her I wanted to crawl out of my own skin. Even now, it almost wasn’t enough.

I’d been going to clinics in the city ever since my first heat hit, but they’d been getting worse and worse, leaving me with no real satisfaction. Add in the fact that I managed to be the triplet sensitive to medication and it made for one hell of a time.

“What’s wrong, sweets?” Spencer asked, looping his arms around me.

I buried my nose into his chest, taking greedy inhales of his balsam and tonka scent.

“I don’t know,” I groaned, toeing off my boots. The cold concrete floor was a welcome relief. “Maybe I’m going stir crazy. I just don’t feel like myself.”

“Come on, let’s go relax, maybe I can help take your mind off of things.”

He led me over to where the pile of our sleeping bags was waiting, sitting down and dragging me down on top of him. The darkness of the corner, away from the blaring white snow that filled the windows made me feel a bit better and I let out a sigh, laying my head on his shoulder.

“You smell so good,” I groaned, rocking my hips forward and trying to get close to him.

Spencer chuckled. “Careful, sweets. You keep doing that and you’re going to get to know another part of me.”

“Yes,” I said immediately. “I want to know all of you. You’re mine, right?”

“You know I am, Ollie,” he said softly, his hands tightening on my hips and holding me against him. “Any part of me you want is yours.”

Oh, I definitely liked that. For Hollow’s sake, I wanted him.

I’d been with alphas before, more out of necessity than anything else, but that had been more like a transaction.

This, what it felt like with him, was the same feeling that I got every time I thought of Lindsay. A warm, wonky feeling that reduced me to a needy omega who just wanted to smother them.

“I want it all,” I groaned, giving into my wants and rocking against him again.

A groan fell from my alpha’s lips. “You’re going to ruin me, aren’t you, little omega?”

“I’m not little,” I argued, pressing down harder into his thickening length beneath me. “It’s not my fault you’re…big.”

Spencer nipped my neck teasingly, his nose burrowing in my neck as he took a long inhale and froze.

“Fuck. Ollie, baby,” he said, his arms around me tightening. “I think you’re about to go into heat.”

His words had me doing the math in my head and my jaw dropped when I realized he was right.

Between finding him and the blizzard, the days had gotten away from me. When he saw my panic, he started to knead my shoulders, and when that didn’t help, he shifted me so I was facing him, his hands on either side of my head.

“Look, we’re going to figure this out. It’s going to be fine. If you want me to help you with your heat, I need you to tell me now while you can still give me consent.”

My heart slammed a little harder in my chest. Did I want this? That was an easy answer.

I nodded my head but he narrowed his eyes at me.

“Words, Ollie,” his voice left no room for argument. I swallowed hard and tried again.

“Yes, I want you to help me through my heat, please. I’ve... I’ve never had anyone I really wanted, but I want your knot, alpha.”

He groaned and let out a breath.

“Then I’m yours, sweets.”

His promise had another wave of want washing through me. My head dropped back and a low groan escaped my lips. My hips were moving again before I realized what I was doing, rocking against him desperately.

“I need Lindsay,” I whimpered, my hips moving faster this time. His scent was amazing, but it wasn’t enough.

I needed her just as badly. And being able to smell her iris and amber scent lingering in the air? My body wasn’t going to settle for stolen clothes anymore.

My lips pressed against his and he returned the kiss, one hand on my neck holding me in place as the other devoured my mouth. When he pulled away, I was practically panting, but he held me steady and turned his head away.

That was fine by me. I kissed and licked my way over his skin before skimming my nose over him, soaking in the alpha scent.

“Guys, I need help in here!” Spencer yelled out. His voice was strained and desperate.

The thought of my brothers coming in had my hips stopping, but it took every ounce of self-control I had to do it.

Which at the moment wasn’t much. They’d better hurry up this conversation.

“What’s wrong?” Adam said. The urgency in Spencer’s voice had him practically running into the room. He was a bit breathless as he stared at us.

It took about two seconds before it hit him.

“Fuck, Ollie, I’m so sorry. I should have...”

“No,” I cut him off. “Don’t go there. This is not on you. Not everything in the world is on your shoulders, Adam.”

His guilt had me sobering up for a moment.

Spencer took advantage of that, barking out orders. “It’s too late. I can’t move him out of here. He’s almost falling completely into this heat. I need somebody to go get us a mattress. I don’t care if it’s an air mattress, but he needs more than we have. I know he deserves better, a real nest, and I will give it to him next time, but right now, we are going to work with what we’ve got.”

“We’re going to have to air this place out,” Dustin protested. The amusement in his eyes at least told me he was joking and I didn’t have it in me to be offended. He was right.

“Thank goodness that the snow let up enough,” Adam muttered. “Or we’d be in a bad place. We were just coming to let you guys know.”

I let out a groan at the mention of the snow. “You mean to tell me that we could have left, and now I have to stay here for longer?”

Spencer chuckled. “We could try to get you home, but...”

All my protests fell away when Lindsay came into the room. When she saw everyone crowding around me, she hurried over to see what was wrong with me.

“Ollie, are you sick? Is everything?—?”

Her words cut off too as she took in a deep breath.

“Oh no, what do we do?” she asked, looking at Spencer, practically frantic.

We’d never been open about what I did to get through my heats, and I couldn’t take suppressors, so that was never an option.

“Angel, he’s going into heat right now. There’s no way we can avoid this. He wants me to help him through it, but he wants you here too.”

“Me?” When she asked the question, my chest tightened, and I braced for her to tell me no. She must have seen something on my face because her expression softened.

“Do you want my help too, Ollie?”

“More than anything,” I pleaded. I hadn’t meant to sound desperate, but there was no taking it back now.

“We’re going to get supplies. I’m sure everybody is rushing to the store after that storm, so I can’t promise how quickly we’ll be back,” Adam said with a frown.

“I think we can handle it,” I told him before I pulled Lindsay toward me. She let out a surprised gasp before I crushed my lips to hers. The others left but I didn’t bother to say goodbye. I had other things on my mind.

There was no way I was letting this opportunity pass me by.

Kissing Lindsay for the first time was everything. There was no other way to describe it.

Her lips were soft, her scent strong, and she tasted like heaven.

Spencer shifted me enough that I was able to pull her in close until he had both of us in his lap. I don’t know how he managed it, nor did I care, all I could focus on now was her tongue tangling with mine.

Her soft whimper nearly did me in. The moment Spencer let go of my hand, I took Lindsay’s.

“Are you sure about this?”

She chewed on her lip, clearly nervous, but she wasn’t walking away. Lindsay was never the type to do anything she didn’t want to, so I would take her word for it, and I knew she meant it.

Maybe this was exactly the step we needed.

Her nervous looks shifted to determination

“Yes,” she said before she was pulling me back toward the pile of our sleeping bags and tugging me down with her so I landed on top of her. We both let out a startled laugh before our mouths met again.

This time I didn’t hold myself back, I focused only on her. My arms were braced so I kept my weight off of her as my teeth tugged at her bottom lip. Having her with me was exactly what I always wanted. I wasn’t about to take it for granted.

The heat crept back up slowly taking the kiss from something sweet and soft to desperate and needy

“Ollie,” she whimpered as I moved from her lips to her neck, taking in greedy gulps of her scent and leaving a trail of teasing bites over her sensitive skin.

“Lindsay, can I taste you?” I begged as I pulled away to look down at her. She was gorgeous like this. Her hair fanned around the makeshift bed, her lips were swollen from our kisses, iris and amber mixed with my own scent, and her cheeks flushed.

“God, yes,” she breathed out, no hesitation in her voice this time.

My finger started to fumble with her button but Spencer was there helping, assisting only enough for me to get her jeans unbuttoned so I could tug them down, along with her panties.

Her legs fell open for me and I took a second to stare down at her. She was gorgeous but I wanted to see all of her.

“Take her shirt off,” I demanded, looking at Spencer. He let out a low chuckle but moved closer.

“You won’t be calling the shots for long, Ollie,” he warned but he did as I asked, freeing Lindsay of her shirt and bra so I could see her.

“You’re gorgeous,” I praised. “Even sexier than I imagined. And I imagined this a lot.”

She let out a shocked laugh at my words but it turned into a gasp as I dove forward, burying my face in her pussy. Lindsay was already wet for me and I let out a rumble of satisfaction before my tongue was pushing into her core.

“Fuck,” she gasped, her legs clamping around my head and her hands going to my hair as I tongue-fucked her like a man starved.

I’d never tasted anyone before her and I knew I’d be ruined for anyone after. She was mine and if this didn’t show her, I didn’t know what would.

I turned my focus to her clit, sucking hard on it as I pushed two fingers inside of her, using my tongue and fingers to drive her crazy. All those years reading articles and preparing for this moment were completely worth it.

She rode my face and hand without holding back. It was fucking glorious.

It wasn’t long before her body was clenching around my fingers and her scent was flooding the room.

That was it for me, my restraint gone as the heat pulled me into its grasp.

I completely lost it, grinding my hips into the bed beneath and she drowned me with her release. Groaning, I quickened my movements not wanting to waste a single drop.

Pleasure licked up my spine as I joined her, soaring over the edge at the mere taste of her release and the knowledge that I was the one to give her this pleasure.

It was hot. Too hot. And I needed more, my pants now uncomfortable from the mess I’d made.

I shoved them down with one hand, not wanting to leave the holy land I’d found myself tasting.

“Naughty omega,” Spencer said with a groan. “Getting off on tasting our girl. You need more, don’t you, sweets?”

Even though I’d just come, I was already hard again, the aching inside me nowhere near satisfied.

“Alpha, please.”

“Don’t worry, we’ll take care of you,” he assured.

Spencer settled behind me, his bare skin covering every inch of my back and as he moved me over Lindsay, I knew they’d fulfill their promise.