Is this what Kieran felt when Teru nested? A strong sense of protectiveness to make sure other alphas didn't come near him during his vulnerable period? The tables had turned. Rather than alphas, Teru wanted to fend off any omega that would disturb Kieran's nesting. It was ‌silly since there were no other omegas to warn.

This entire situation was one of the most peculiar things he's ever witnessed. No one would believe him if he said he saw an alpha nesting.

Like his own fits, Kieran growled at him not to enter the den. He wanted space and lots of it, feeling distressed until Teru was far away on the second-floor ledge overlooking the living room.

Throughout the night, there were instances when Teru desired to help. Kieran threw up multiple times, clearly sick with a fever. "Cramps. Hurt. Fuck," he'd complain, clutching his lower abdomen.

The sweat-soaked clothes became uncomfortable. He took them off, completely naked as he paced...and paced...and paced. Next, he tested out the lights by switching them on and off, finding which setting he preferred. A pillow was torn to shreds. The scent marking was interesting, though. Kieran constantly liked to rub his cheeks on the corners of the walls and bedframe poles like a cat. It was a very alpha-y thing to do. Unlike Teru's nest, which comprised of things already around him, Kieran's had mostly new stuff that he magically had delivered.

Dr. Charles said to let it run its course. Teru was doing an excellent job doing that until the sour musk returned to signify his alpha's extreme dissatisfaction. When Kieran crawled under the bed and clawed himself in the chest with his dagger nails, that was the last straw.

Teru couldn't be a bystander any longer. He ran down the stairs and jumped over the last two steps, forgetting to ask if he could enter. As an omega, he should very well know that he needed permission from the nest's owner.

But this wasn't the time for those procedures. This required immediate intervention.

He settled on his hands and knees, looking under the bed with panic. He saw Kieran knuckle-deep into his rib cage, as if trying to get to his beating heart. The squelching sounds of blood sopping around his hand were gruesome. Everyone knew that a vampire could die when their heart was ripped out or stabbed with silver, but did this common knowledge apply to self-harming vamps, too?

Teru didn't want to find out. He reached under until he had a good grasp on Kieran's wrist.

"Kieran," he pleaded, "I hate this. It hurts for me to watch."

He released his sweet pheromones to overpower the sour scent and prayed it was calming like an alpha's smell to troubled omegas. Thankfully, the scent got Kieran's attention, momentarily stopping the aggressive digging through his flesh. His confused, crimson eyes were a deeper red because of the blood loss.

Teru remembered the nesting rules and quickly asked, "Can I help you? Please? Don't do this when you have me." Was he doing this correctly? There wasn't some abracadabra password, right?

Kieran ignored him. Maybe his words weren't registering?

"Why don't you come out? The moon is bright tonight."

Teru almost thought it was a moot attempt when he didn't answer. Just when he sighed and pulled away, the vampire followed him, white fangs glistening from the moonbeams.

That wasn't all that glistened.

The omega was intimidated by Kieran, who was now towering over him with erotic disorientation. Beads of shiny pre-cum spilled from his cock's head, moistening the sides of his shaft. The member stood up straight against Kieran's stomach, occasionally flaring from the pulsing blood that continued to make it swell bigger and bigger. Again, this wasn't a rut, but an alpha who wanted to be pleasured until the nesting agitation was squeezed out of him.

Teru knew this feeling. It was the need for some sort of relief from the never-ending state of itchiness, anxiety, and the brief obsessiveness that nothing was set up correctly.

A quick orgasm would aid the process to recovery.

Teru inhaled deeply, preparing himself to help a prince, a vampire, and a dominant alpha all converged into one powerful being. He took a step forward and didn't hesitate to kneel before his alpha with a bowed head, a submissive posture. Though he wasn't required to look down to avoid eye contact, he wanted to diminish as much challenging stimulation as possible. Besides presenting his ass in the air during a heat cycle, there was no better position that said, 'You're above me, body and soul,' than this. Teru would rather be damned than submit to any other person, alpha or beta. For his mate, he'd do anything, even if that meant tossing out any particle of pride that resided somewhere in his humble figure.

A hand snaked through his black hair and pulled on the backside strands, which forced Teru to look up into his partner's pained and foggy eyes. He could sense what Kieran wanted the most right here, right now.

Teru opened his lips and stuck out his tongue. Kieran wasted no time moving his hips forward until his cock entered the wet depths of his omega's mouth. The clear liquid leaking from the ripened head was salty. The corners of his mouth felt every contoured vein riddling the shaft. At first, Teru's gag reflex kicked in from the giant invader slithering down his throat.

Remember what Blaise told you to do.

Teru relaxed his esophagus. This helped him breathe, but it couldn't stop the rogue tears dripping down his cheeks from holding in his gagging coughs. Kieran's thumb wiped them away, withdrawing his lower half until his dick fully exited Teru's mouth. It was coated in spit, reminding him of slick.

Seeing the sight of Kieran's bulging cock covered in his body juices sent an aching pinch to his groin. It was a thrill serving a nesting person. He cupped Kieran's heavy balls and gently kneaded them. His alpha shouldn't be the one to do the work.

Right now, I'm the servant and he's my master.

Teru peered into his mate's eyes and lewdly said, "Alpha."

The man growled, gripping his omega's hair tighter. The sweet pain made Teru groan as his pink lips pursed around the small penis hole. Ever so softly, he sucked it like a straw, tongue flicking over the tip that would've become a clit if Kieran was born a female. A watery string of lust gifted his tastebuds, lapping the juice clean.

It wasn't enough to satisfy the hunger in his belly. Teru pulled back. He let the shaft rest on his cheek and scent marked the alpha's cock with brown sugar.

"More," he purred innocently with twinkling defiance, pupils slightly dilated.

Kieran gladly obliged. Both of his hands seized the sides of Teru's face. His throbbing dick penetrated Teru's mouth with desperation, trying to fit every inch of male girth into this little whore's throat. The nesting fever hooded Kieran's sight, obviously feeling every goddamned tooth knick, moist tongue, and the hot, moaning tunnel taking it in perfectly like a good boy. Various noises deafened the room including the purrs, ball slaps against Teru's chin, and Kieran's guttural groans.

Teru's eyes rolled when the throat-fucking sped up. The length grazed the roof of his mouth with each thrust. One thing he learned about himself today was how his palate was extremely sensitive, almost like it was a separate clit located inside of his pussy where Kieran liked to play and swirl his fingers.

Teru was undone when his destined mate wrapped a hand around his nape, scratching at the still-healing marked rings encircling the humility symbol. A high-pitched trill sounded from Teru, a noise they both knew meant, Do it. See what I can handle. Test me.

Kieran's vampire nails instantly picked off the scabs, one by one. Blood oozed from the re-opened mark and trickled over his shoulder line.

The alpha stopped moving his hips, wanting the human to do the rest so he could savor the midnight snack bleeding down Teru's body. Kieran's fingers scooped the red trails and licked his hand, gulping loudly. Listening to the silent command, Teru bred his mouth himself by bobbing his head back and forth, sucking out the consistent ribbons of thickening pre-cum. He was getting much better at blowjobs, but he felt there was something more he could do; something daring that would either benefit Teru or get him killed.

The smell of dominant male filled his nose. A crazy idea played out in his imagination. Was it fair for this selfish alpha to be the only one to push the boundaries?

No, it wasn't.

The breeding cock quivered with an oncoming urge to orgasm, testicles shrinking from preparing to expel its pearly white contents. It would come soon, but it wasn't soon enough for the omega working Kieran's manhood as if it was the only job he was born to do. His fingers skimmed over Kieran's sack, feeling behind them. The skin there was completely untouched because who the hell would dare violate this part of the prideful prince's body?

Kieran tensed up and growled low, What are you doing?

It's okay, Teru responded. His pointer finger found his alpha's entrance. As expected, it wasn't wet since that wasn't a bodily function this gender had, hence why Teru made sure his digit was slippery with saliva. He swallowed Kieran's cock again, milking it for seed. Simultaneously, his finger did a maniacal deed that would send an alpha into a furious frenzy unless they were into that sort of thing like Blaise was.

He fingered the nesting hole.

Kieran couldn't have felt too much because his hand was slender, but that didn't change the fact that Pride's ass was no longer a third-base virgin. The sudden invasion in his alpha pussy caused Kieran to snarl, yank on Teru's hair, and fucked the shit out of that vulgar throat begging for seed. Teru's moans kept getting interrupted by the cock choking him, drool pooling everywhere, with his finger carefully inserting in and out of the popped-cherry, masculine folds. Teru pushed up further until his entire finger stuffed the tight entrance. A skin patch didn't feel like the rest. It was spongier.

Is this the prostate?

His finger did a 'come here' motion, teasing the elastic area.

That was the final drive Kieran needed to drain the hormonal tantrum from his male sack. His hips bucked. With one final pump, the impressive cock gushed strings of semen straight down Teru's throat, filling his stomach to provide it with protein nourishment. Teru retracted his finger and dug his nails into the globes of Kieran's ass as ripples of his own orgasm sent him into a drug-like high.

Add the second self-fact he realized to the list-Teru could come without being touched if under the right conditions. Fuck, it was such a slutty trait, almost unforgivable really. His body was like an unexplored territory. There was so much about his libido that had yet to be discovered and conquered.

He couldn't relish the aftermath of this new experience with Kieran. The vampire had collapsed on the floor from fainting, sweat falling down his sticky body. His core temperature was too hot. While normal for an omega, it was not for a vampire alpha; vamps were naturally cold and alphas didn't know how to manage nesting.

It was too stressful for him.

Teru used his shirt to wipe the spit and cum from his face and laid next to Kieran, cuddling close until their bodies touched. While they were like this, Teru took the chance to feel and memorize Kieran's features under the night light-the sharpness of his jawline, the stubble dotting his face, his curved ears with a few holes from old piercings, dark burgundy hair, and finally, the scarred nape.

Everything about this person was perfection. Kieran failed to see it, but not for Teru, his destined pair. Butterflies fluttered in his chest.

Mine.

Teru kissed him, feeling the wheezing breath. The injury where Kieran had hurt himself was halfway closed, but his current condition would make it longer to heal.

"I'm happy you took on my pain for me so I could sleep, but it's time to switch. You've done enough."

It felt natural to tap into their unseen connection to reverse the damage. Teru closed his eyes and imagined the gorgeous Milky Way glittering with planets and moons. He followed the sparkling trail, speeding past the zooming comets until he saw a blazing star ahead. There was no hesitancy to enter the radiant ball of white light, allowing the aftershocks of a difficult nesting session and nausea to overcome him.

Yeah, he thought humorously before passing out, alphas can't handle this.

A cool hand touched his forehead, along with the scent of mint. Despite the harrowing, pukey feeling, Teru still purred. He was glad to be helpful when he had nothing to offer but himself...and his mouth.

Ah, there was a third thing to write under the 'about me' section of Teru's portfolio. Blaise was correct all along. He was utterly and shamelessly dirty under the bedsheets; mostly masochist with a smidge of sadist.

And that didn't bother him at all.