First Street Heat (Beastverse #1)

20. Lilah

20

Lilah

T he beta receptionist is the same one who let me in the first time I came to the clinic. The nurse who meets me on the other side of the reception area is the same one from the first time, too.

This time, instead of sitting me down and attaching a device to my arm that could put me in a coma, she smiles at me and guides me back down the same long hallway to the room I was led to the first time I was here.

I expect her to ask me questions or to make a remark about me being here again, but Fenrir must've filled her in at some point. She doesn't say a single thing to me for the short walk. She does, however, smile at me brightly the entire time we're walking.

"Do you need anything else?" she asks as she approaches the heat room I was led to two weeks ago. She doesn't open it for me like she did the first time, and I wonder if it's because the nest is still in there, if Fenrir is already in there, or if it's because he set it up the same way he did it the first time.

"I think I'm good," I say, wiping the sweat off my palms on my pants. I know I look like a hot mess, not more than I did the first time I met her, but still.

She gives me a soft smile and starts to walk down the hallway. She pauses briefly before turning back around. This time, she doesn't stop herself from saying whatever she wants. She stopped herself that first time we walked down this hallway, and I wondered what she wanted to say.

"I knew you were scenting him. If I knew he would mess it up as badly as he did, I would've said something to one of you. I should've said something to one of you."

I try to stop the laugh that bubbles in my chest, but it comes out in a weird snort sound anyway. She looks confused, but that's better than the worry she was wearing a moment earlier.

I hold up a hand, telling her I need a moment. "I promise you, things worked out how they needed to. I think if you had told me, it would've only embarrassed me more, and it would've made Scott feel even worse about thinking he was going to claim me without my consent. Fenrir has felt exactly the same about all of this the entire time."

"Well." She pauses and shrugs her shoulders. "I still feel like I should've said something. I'm just happy it all worked out."

She gives me a final smile and walks much quicker down the hall than we came.

My heart beats fast in my chest as I turn back to the door to the heat room. It slides open easily, and I have to stifle my gasp when I see that the room looks exactly how it did before I left. Well, almost.

There's a distinct spot in the bedding where Scott and Fenrir have been sleeping. A pile of their clothes is in one corner, and the bathroom is cracked open, showing the sink where his toothbrush and deodorant are sitting.

I let my instincts take over as I fix the nest, only pausing to remove layers of my clothing as my body begins to heat. Scott and Fenrir's pheromones coat the room from him being in here so much. The smell fills my lungs, igniting my nerves and causing pleasure to build inside me as I anticipate getting everything perfect for us.

The instinct to nest isn't as strong when I'm not in heat, but being so freshly mated makes me feel like it's absolutely necessary I make this nest as perfect as the one at home.

Home.

The word catches me off guard so much that I pause my movements and smile. Apparently, I now think of Scott's house as my home, and I don't hate the thought of it. I make a mental note to tell him we need to clean out my apartment at some point and then get back to fixing the nest.

I've slipped from most of my clothing by the time I finish perfecting the nest. I'm wearing just my underwear and feeling like even that's too constricting. I strip completely before crawling into the nest and rubbing myself in it for long minutes.

It smells like Scott and Fenrir, and I can't get enough of it. I want to rub myself in the soft fabrics all day until their smell permanently stains my skin and mixes with my own scent.

I force myself to stop rolling around even though I want to do nothing but surround myself with their smell. I manage to get myself in the center of the nest on my hands and knees, my chest pressing into the soft pillows, my head to the side. I arch my back as much as I can and spread myself.

I don't know how long I wait in the position Fenrir likes, but it's definitely longer than he made me wait last night. By the time he comes through the door, I can feel my body twitching in need and slick running down my legs.

Fenrir is silent as he walks into the room, but my body responds to him anyway, filling the room with my pheromones to mix with his. He can't remain silent for too long. He's too growly for that. It's a low rumble at first that has me twitching in anticipation.

" Perfect, little omega, " Fenrir praises as he walks over to the bed, placing a hand on the nest next to my foot. " You fixed the nest. "

I whimper in response, feeling his fingers wrap around my ankle and squeezing.

" Do you want to know how I would've taken you during your heat? " Fenrir asks. I can't make any other sounds other than another whimper. " That's right, needy girl. You want to know how hard I would've taken you? "

"Fenrir," I gasp as his fingers glide through my slick. His thumb presses against my clit. He's not touching me enough to have me drowning in pleasure, but enough to tell me he's there. "Please."

Fenrir growls in appreciation before lying his body over me. His hands are planted on either side of my head, his cock rubbing against my sex but not penetrating me. " I love it when you beg, omega. "

"Fuck me, please." I want to give him exactly what he wants, hoping he eases this ache inside me.

He nips at my shoulder as he continues to grind against me. " Two options, Lilah. " Fenrir grabs a handful of my hair and tilts my head until I'm looking into his bright eyes. " First option: I edge you until you're begging me to let you come. Second option: I make you orgasm so many times you beg for me to stop. "

A shudder of pleasure ripples through my body, my eyes closing as a moan leaves my throat. Fenrir tightens his hold on my hair until my eyes open again. His smile is wicked as he feels my slick against him.

"I want to come," I barely get the words out before Fenrir growls low and deep, forcing my first of many orgasms from my body.

I moan loudly, his name a prayer on my lips as the first orgasm floods my system. Slick dampens my thighs as my muscles tense and relax until I settle back down. Fenrir is kissing my temple as I come down. His lips travel from my temple to my neck and down my spine. He tracks his kisses all over my body until he's had enough and is back in my ear with his dark whispers.

" You're going to beg me to stop, Lilah, but if you want me to really stop, you say red. " Fenrir nips at my earlobe and then moves his face right in front of mine. " What do you say to get me to stop? "

"Red," I whimper. The idea of what he wants to do to me causes my stomach to cramp in excitement. My insides flutter as the start of another orgasm builds inside me. I'm way too responsive to him, and he knows it. "Please, Fenrir, I want you."

Fenrir's eyes flash in wicked delight as he pushes away from me to sit back on his knees. " You're going to have so much of me, mate. As I said, I want you begging for reprieve. "

I don't have much time to register his words before he's thrusting inside of me. My pussy twitches and strains to accommodate his size so quickly without any warm-up. The swell of his knot not yet formed as he pumps into me hard and fast. He falls onto his forearms, his chest pressed against my back, keeping us close. His teeth scrape against my ear before wrapping a hand in my hair and wrenching my head to the side.

" So fucking tight, little omega, " he snarls as he slams the entirety of himself inside me, causing me to cry out. " Is your pussy still getting used to your mate? " Fenrir asks in cruel sympathy.

He pouts mockingly when he hears my whimper, but the amusement in his eyes is enticing. There's a sting of tears in the corner of my eyes, and Fenrir's whole demeanor changes as soon as he notices them. His brows furrow, his jaw ticking, and he stops moving altogether. I gasp, my body not ready for him to stop.

"What are you doing?" I whine.

His eyes narrow, and his nostrils flare. " You're enjoying yourself? "

"What?" I ask as though the question is ridiculous because it is. "Yes, why wouldn't I be?"

Fenrir takes my lips in his in a brutal kiss, his cock thrusting back into me as his knot starts to swell. I moan into his mouth, his tongue forcing its way into my mouth, his breath filling my lungs. My pussy is starting to relax and open to his intrusion.

" Come, " Fenrir growls his command as he releases my hair.

I fall limply to the bed, the only thing keeping my hips up is his hold on me as I clench onto him, trying to milk his cock even though he's nowhere near offering me the pleasure of feeling him fill me. I cry out as he continues to fuck me as I tighten around him.

All the progress of softening for him is no good when my body is begging for him to slide his knot in to hold us together. The pain of his intrusion heightens the pleasure of my orgasm. I've barely started to come down from the high of my second orgasm when Fenrir's fingers find my clit, and he begins to rub it in rhythmic circles.

" Come, Lilah, " he commands.

My body responds to him again even though it's too soon and I'm too sensitive. The pressure on my clit is too much, the girth of his cock stretching me too much while I'm clenching down on him. I turn my head to look up at him, tears now freely falling down my cheeks as I try to catch his eyes.

"Fen," I stutter out his name, the pleasure of my orgasm still coursing through me. He leans down to nuzzle my face. A groan escapes him as he licks up my tears. "Please."

Fenrir smiles in satisfaction as the word leaves my mouth. I think for a moment, he's decided it's good enough, but that would be too easy.

" Come. "

I watch the word form on his lips, even as a cry chokes me. His growl is only there for the command, to force my body into the pleasure that's heightened each time by the pain that accompanies it. The over-sensitivity of my clit and pussy. The way I choke on my air as the pleasure causes me to scream out. Fenrir pulls out of me completely as he places kisses down my spine until he's licking and lapping at the slick running down my legs.

"Fenrir," I whimper, his tongue lashing against my clit and my entrance, building pleasure inside me again. "Please, I just need a min—"

Fenrir growls deep and low. The command is mumbled against my pussy as he devours fresh slick. A sob pulls from my lips as I come. My body shakes as pleasure and overstimulation fight to see which will win. He wraps his lips around my clit, sucking harshly on it, causing me to try to wriggle out of his grasp and away from him. His dark chuckle sends butterflies through me.

"Please, Fenrir," I gasp as he sucks hard again.

My body jerks, and he gives my backside a swat that has me perfuming into the room. My reaction causes Fenrir to stop his sucking. He crawls back over my body, trapping me underneath him. He peels one of the bandages off my neck in slow movements, so I don't get hurt. When my bite is bare for him, he presses his lips against his bite. He gives it the sweetest treatment that seems so unlike him, but it gives me a moment to compose myself.

I moan in appreciation of his soft kisses and gentleness, but I should've known it's all a ploy to get more of what he wants. His hips shift to the side as one of his arms loops around my waist to hold me in place. He keeps pressing kisses against my neck, having me relax in his hold until he brings his palm back down against my ass with a loud crack. I cry out, my pussy not getting the memo and perfuming again.

" Naughty little omega. " Fenrir chuckles against my neck before bringing his hand down again.

From the angle he's at, he can't spank me very hard, but it's enough to have me flushing in embarrassment. His hand comes down a few more times, each time I fill the room a bit more with my pheromones. My body's reaction to his punishment is clear to both of us.

" I could redden your ass for hours. " Fenrir groans into my neck before pushing away from me. He growls softly as he looks down my body.

" We'll do that another time, " he says darkly before thrusting inside of me until his knot is pressing against my entrance. " Now, I want you to come until I fill your womb. "

The idea of coming without a break until he decides to knot me is both terrifying and arousing. The flash of fear that runs down my spine mixes with the warm anticipation low in my belly. My body decides to alert Fenrir to how much I like his idea because I perfume again.

" What do you say to make it stop, Lilah? "

"Red," I whisper, my bottom lip trembling as I wait for his next command.

He uses one of his hands to smooth my hair out of my face, then grabs a handful and arches my back more. I moan as his cock hits that sensitive spot inside of me, and it seems to be exactly what he wants.

Fenrir rubs down my spine once, flexes his fingers in my hair, and then starts fucking me with reckless abandon, using my body for his own pleasure but making sure not to knot me until he's ready. The growl that fills the room is loud and all-consuming.

My body responds instantaneously as pleasure ripples over my body through me and causes me to twitch and contort in his hold. Just as I reach the peak of my orgasm, my body stays there. The harshest parts of the pleasure run through me over and over again.

"Fenrir!" The word is a cry, a prayer, and a beg as my mind is consumed with nothing but him and the pleasure he brings me. "Please, please, Fenrir."

His growl only grows in intensity as he continues pumping in and out of me. My body feels so tight, so filled with pleasure, that I can't find the end to it. My body becomes tired, and my limbs turn to jello. Fenrir has to work to keep me upright.

He releases my head, making sure it's to the side so my words aren't muffled, and then lifts my hips more with one hand, the other rubbing against my already throbbing and oversensitive clit. I scream out, the pleasure too much, too burning and all consuming.

"I can't!" The words are broken as they come out of my mouth, and they have Fenrir smiling down at me, something like pride in his eyes as he watches me take everything he can give me.

" You are, " he says. His growl demands more even as I writhe and twitch in pleasure that seems impossible.

"Please, knot me, come inside me," I beg him. I need him to end this nonstop orgasm before I lose my mind. "Please, Fenrir."

" You can take more. " His fingers rub faster on my clit and cause another cry from my lips. " Ten more minutes, " he says with a deep chuckle that has my eyes shooting open and true fear running down my spine.

"Please, Fenrir, just come inside me. I'll do anything. Please, knot me, fill me up."

I can't take ten more minutes of this. I don't know if I can last two more minutes.

The word red is on the tip of my tongue. The panic in my eyes is real when Fenrir thrusts his cock completely inside me. His knot swells to lock inside of me as he twitches and releases inside me.

"Thank you!" I cry out as my orgasm finally starts to fade as he finishes twitching inside of me. His hold on me softens, and then he wraps his arms around me, pulling me tight to his chest.

"Good girl, you did so good," Scott's voice is soft against my neck as he whispers to me. "Such a wonderful mate, taking your alpha like a good omega."

He praises me, running his fingers down my scalp and massaging my neck. He's the big spoon until his cock begins to soften and his knot deflates. Then, he carries me into the bathroom and helps me wash. All the while telling me how much they love me, how much they appreciate me, and how proud of me they are.

It isn't until he has me wrapped up in a soft, plush robe and carries me back to bed while making me drink some water that I finally start to come down from the intensity of what we just did.

I nuzzle closer to Scott's chest, the first real movements I've made on my own in a little while. He smiles down at me, cupping my face in his palm. I look up at him, the fullness in my heart so real, so true that I can't help but tell him as much.

"I love you."

He kisses the top of my head.

"I love you too," he says softly, letting his eyes flicker as Fenrir takes control.

His features turn ashamed as though Fenrir isn't sure he's wanted right now after what he just did to me. His eyes very obviously look just to my left, so he isn't making eye contact with me. He keeps his hold on me tight, though, like he doesn't want me to leave, even if he's unwilling to look me in the eyes.

"I love you, Fenrir," I whisper, reaching up and dragging his attention to me.

Fenrir narrows his gaze on me like he doesn't quite believe me, but then Scott takes back over and places his lips against mine. He lays me back in the nest, crawls in with me, and then kisses me more.

"I get you for the aftercare," Scott says before placing even more small kisses against my mouth. "He just wanted to hear you say you love him too. Especially after he enjoyed making you cry so much."

I stretch against Scott, and he shifts his hands on my body, ensuring that he's right there with me no matter where I go. When he relents on his kissing for a moment, I place a hand against his lips.

"I love you both. All parts of you."

"I know," Scott whispers like it's a secret. "But tell us often so we don't forget."

He steals my lips in his again, and I make a promise to myself to let them know often just how much I love both of them. Separately, together, and everything in between. They're mine, and I couldn't have asked for better mates.