Pedro's POV
Three days. Cordelia had been sleeping for three full days after her heat finally broke. We took turns watching over her, cleaning her gently, feeding her small sips of water and broth when she stirred, and holding her close at night. The big bed smelled like all of us and sex and her sweet scent. It felt right. Complete.
I sat on the edge of the bed in the late afternoon, watching her. The sunlight came through the window and touched her face. Her long dark hair was spread across the pillow like silk. Her cheeks had color back in them now. The deep exhaustion from the heat was finally leaving her body.
My brothers were around the house doing small jobs, but I had asked to stay with her alone for a while. I needed this time. Out of all five of us, I was the one who liked discipline the most. I liked order. And this bold, narcissistic omega was going to need a lot of it now that her heat had passed.
I ran my fingers softly down her arm. Her skin was warm and smooth. My cock twitched in my pants just from touching her. Memories of her heat flashed in my mind how she whimpered so helplessly, how she took two cocks in her tight pussy at the same time, how she submitted completely and let us knot her over and over. She had been so perfect. So ours.
But I knew the old Cordelia would return soon. The proud one. The one who teased and challenged and needed to be put in her place.
Her eyelids fluttered. She made a small sound and slowly opened her eyes. Those sharp, confident eyes looked around the room first, then landed on me.
"Pedro…" she whispered. Her voice was a little rough from sleeping so long.
I smiled and brushed hair from her face. "Welcome back, beautiful. You slept for three days straight. Your heat took everything out of you."
She tried to sit up. I helped her, putting pillows behind her back. She looked down at her naked body, then at me. A small smile appeared on her lips. That bold, almost arrogant smile I remembered.
"Three days?" she said. "And you all just… watched me sleep? That sounds a little creepy, Pedro."
I chuckled low. "We took care of you. Washed you. Fed you. Held you. You needed it after how hard your heat hit."
Cordelia stretched her arms above her head. The sheet slipped down, showing her full breasts. She didn't try to cover them. She looked at me with that challenging look again.
"So… did I beg a lot?" she asked. There was a naughty spark in her eyes.
I leaned closer and rested my hand on her bare thigh. "You didn't beg with words. You whimpered. Soft little sounds that drove us crazy. You were so submissive. So perfect. You took two cocks in your pussy at the same time. You took all of us in every way. And you loved every second."
Her cheeks turned pink, but she lifted her chin higher. "Sounds like I was a good girl then."
I squeezed her thigh. "During heat, yes. Now that it's over… I think the real Cordelia is back. The one who needs discipline."
She laughed softly and tried to climb out of bed. I stopped her with one hand on her shoulder and gently pushed her back against the pillows.
"Not so fast," I said firmly. "You're still weak. You need food, water, and a bath first. Then we talk."
Cordelia raised one eyebrow. "Talk? Or are you going to try to give me rules already?"
"Both," I answered.
I brought her food first soup, fresh bread, fruits, and water. I fed her myself, sitting on the bed beside her. She let me for a few minutes, then took the spoon from my hand and ate by herself.
"I can feed myself, Pedro. I'm not a baby."
I watched her eat. My cock was half-hard the whole time. "You are our omega. After what we shared during your heat, things are different now. You belong to us. We belong to you. But there will be rules in this house."
She finished the soup and gave me that narcissistic smile. "Rules? Like what? I have to ask permission before I breathe?"
I took the empty bowl and set it aside. Then I pulled her onto my lap so she straddled me. She was still naked. My hands rested on her ass.
"Rules like this," I said calmly. "You obey your alphas. When we tell you to rest, you rest. When we want to touch you, you let us. When you feel like being a brat, we will discipline you over the knee, spanking, edging, whatever you need to learn."
Cordelia rocked her hips slowly against me. She could feel how hard I was. "And what if I like being a brat?" she whispered, her voice teasing.
I gripped her ass tighter. "Then you'll spend a lot of time with a red ass and an empty pussy until you learn to behave."
She shivered but didn't look away. Her eyes stayed bold. "You can try."
I kissed her hard, claiming her mouth. She kissed me back just as fiercely. When I pulled away, I looked straight into her eyes.
"The bond is stronger now. You feel it too, don't you?"
She nodded slowly. "Yes. It feels… deep. Like I need all of you near me. But that doesn't mean I'm going to become a soft, obedient little omega who says 'yes sir' all day."
I smiled. "Good. We don't want that. We like your fire. But the fire still needs control."
I carried her to the big bathroom. The others had heard her wake up and came upstairs. Pablo, Sergio, Nolan, and Luca all gathered around as I filled the big tub with warm water.
They all touched her gently — kissing her shoulders, stroking her hair, telling her how beautiful she looked and how much they missed her awake.
Cordelia let them wash her. She leaned back in the tub like a queen while five alphas cared for her. But every few minutes she would make a small comment to test us.
"You're all very touchy today. Did you miss my pussy that much?"
Luca laughed. "Yes. But we missed you more."
After the bath, we dressed her in a soft silk robe. We took her downstairs to the living room and sat her on the big couch. I sat on one side of her. Sergio on the other. The rest spread around us.
We talked for a long time. She asked questions about what happened during her sleep. We told her how we took turns holding her, how her scent stayed strong even after the heat, how the bond felt like a warm rope connecting all six of us now.
Then I brought up the parents again.
"Our parents called again yesterday," I said. "They are very excited. They want to visit in four days. After you've had time to recover fully."
Cordelia's eyes lit up with that proud look. "Four days? Good. I need time to decide what kind of daughter-in-law I want to be. I won't be some shy, quiet omega who sits with her hands in her lap."
Pablo smiled. "They already like your spirit. Mom said you sound perfect for us."
She leaned against my shoulder but kept her chin high. "I am perfect for you. All five of you. But don't think that means I'm easy now."
I slid my hand inside her robe and cupped one breast. I played with her nipple until it was hard. She bit her lip but didn't stop me.
"See?" I said. "This is how it will be. We touch you when we want. You can be proud. You can tease. But when we decide it's time for discipline, you will submit."
To prove my point, I pulled her across my lap right there on the couch. Her robe fell open. Her bare ass was displayed in front of all of us.
"Pedro!" she gasped, but there was excitement in her voice.
I rubbed her ass slowly. "You were a little bratty earlier. Testing me. This is a small reminder."
I brought my hand down in five firm spanks. Not too hard, but enough to make her skin pink and warm. She whimpered softly with each one, squirming on my lap. I could smell her getting wet.
After the last spank, I rubbed her ass gently. "Good girl. Now thank me."
Cordelia turned her head and looked at me with fire in her eyes. "Thank you… for the warm-up."
The other alphas laughed. Sergio reached over and stroked between her legs. "Still so wet. Our naughty omega."
We spent the rest of the evening like that — gentle touches, deep kisses, and small lessons in obedience. I ate her pussy slowly on the couch while the others watched and touched her breasts and neck. She came twice, moaning my name, but still found ways to tease us after.
Later we cooked dinner together. Cordelia moved around the kitchen in her robe, helping but also ordering us around sometimes. "Sergio, cut the vegetables smaller. Pablo, that meat needs more salt."
We let her. It was cute. But when she got too bossy, Nolan bent her over the kitchen counter and fingered her until she was whimpering and apologizing softly.
After dinner we moved back to the bedroom. We didn't fuck her hard like during heat. Instead we made love to her slowly, one after another, then all together in gentle ways. I took her first, looking into her eyes the whole time while I moved deep inside her.
"You're ours now, Cordelia," I whispered as I thrust. "Proud. Bold. A little narcissistic. And completely loved."
She wrapped her legs around me and kissed me. For once she didn't talk back. She just moaned softly and held me tight.
The night ended with all five of us around her again. She fell asleep much faster this time, tired but happy.
As I watched her sleeping peacefully between us, my heart felt full. We had waited years for our mate. Now she was here difficult, beautiful, strong, and ours.
The next days would bring more discipline, more love, and soon our parents' visit. I smiled in the dark.
This omega was going to keep us busy for the rest of our lives. And I couldn't wait.