Chapter Four
Balthazar thought that the human expression 'train wreck' was an appropriate description of the last four days. He sat on the couch and took a long swallow of his scotch. He was at a point where he just wanted to lock them both in a room and let them deal with their respective issues. Gabriel had become a complete demanding asshole, Rachael was a clingy crying mess. And they both kept dragging him into the middle of it. Balthazar stared at the ceiling and just tried to enjoy the five minutes of quiet he had gotten. He sighed and reached out his senses, making sure that Gabriel wasn't about to blow up over whatever had pissed him off the most recently, or that Rachael wasn't about to start bawling because she couldn't find matching socks. He never thought he would want an omega to go into heat as badly as he did right now.
He took another long swallow. Then he felt the tension rising from upstairs. Balthazar slammed the rest of his drink and made his way up, silently cursing his and everyone else's existence in the house. Gabriel was clutching the library door frame with both hands, the wood threatening to give way. Rachael was in the corner of the library looking like she was frozen in place. Balthazar ducked under his arm and headed over towards Rachael, then stopped when her scent hit his nostrils. He backed away, feeling Gabriel's eyes burning into his back. "Balthazar, please tell me this is what I think it is. Lie to me if you have to."
Balthazar beat a hasty retreat out of the library, waiting until he was behind Gabriel before speaking. "Thank our Father, she is finally in heat. I was about to bury you both…" but he was already talking to himself, since Gabriel was wasting no time taking his omega to bed. Balthazar hummed happily to himself all the way to the liquor cabinet.
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Gabriel enjoyed watching his omega squirm under his lust filled gaze, now that he finally got to have her, he was in no rush to give in to her whimpered pleas. He undressed her slowly, while strangled noises fell from her lips. He sat between her legs, a predatory smile on his lips. She fussed and arched her head back, offering her throat and the rest of herself. He laughed darkly, leaning forward until their lips were almost touching. "So needy," he whispered huskily, sliding his tongue across her mouth. She mewled and grabbed at his shirt. "Please," she gasped.
He licked and sucked her throat, slowly working his way down her body. He enjoyed the taste of her fevered skin, squeezing one breast while he gently mouthed the other. Rachael grasped at the back of his head, her hand fisting his hair. "Gabe, please, need you," she begged. He moved his head lower and delved his tongue into her navel. "Patience lover" he murmured. She huffed and tried arching her hips, feeling beyond desperate to be filled by her alpha.
His mouth moved steadily lower, taking in the honeyed scent between her legs. She cried out loudly as he licked her moist entrance, savoring the taste of her and the sounds she made. He grabbed her thighs forcefully and drove his tongue fully inside her, working her with his tongue until she screamed and her body shuddered with pleasure. She lay there gasping for air as he moved back up her body, claiming her mouth with his. As they broke from their kiss, Rachael saw the almost feral look in his eyes and gave a small cry of fear. He growled in response, grabbing a handful of her hair. "Be a good little bitch and roll over for you alpha." he hissed in her ear.
Rachael rolled over quickly, gripping the sheets and pressing her face into the mattress between her hands. Gabriel watched, enjoying the beautiful curve of her back, her round bottom and all of her on display for him. He drug his nails across her bottom and dug them into her hips, listening to her ragged breathing and whimpered cries. "Such a good little bitch," he whispered "Is my little bitch ready for her alpha to claim her?" Racheal pressed back against him eagerly. "Please alpha, need you, please…" she responded, her voice submissive and begging.
He growled and he nudged her entrance, feeling his length sliding deeper and deeper inside her. He moved slowly at first, then his lust took over fully and he rutted into her, hard and fast, nails raking her hips and her cries of pain and pleasure being drowned out by his need to knot her. He felt his knot beginning to swell, and yanked her backwards against him, crushing her to his chest with one arm. He yanked her hair with the other, exposing the right side of her throat, and as their orgasms rocked through them he slammed his canines into her neck. Her blood flowed into his mouth as his grace passed through her, joining them together in a bond that nothing could ever sunder.