OLIVIA
Time has lost all meaning. I have no idea how many days I’ve been in heat. It’s all a blur of pain and pleasure, pheromones, slick, and so much cum. My body aches in the most delicious ways, but the dull throb of emptiness when my alphas aren’t knotting me, the sharp sting of pain when my heat spikes, still consumes me.
Everything about going through a heat is vulnerable. My mind isn’t entirely my own, my body has needs only an alpha, or my beta and his toys, can satiate. I’m at their mercy, and I can’t imagine going through this with anyone else. Even the thought of being in this position with one of the packs my mother would have chosen for me makes me shudder. My beta and alphas have treasured me, taken care of me, and fucked me exactly how I needed them to.
I’m so lucky, and I want nothing more than for this to be permanent.
Tipping my chin up, I gaze at Hayes. He’s sitting in the nest, his back against the headboard, with me in his lap. My naked back is curled into his bare chest, and his fingers trailsoothingly up and down my arms. He’s so beautiful. Strong and steady, gruff and gentle. His normally clean-shaven jaw has days’ worth of growth, and I find I like it this way.
When he notices me staring at him, he smiles gently. “You okay, vixen?”
My heartbeat speeds up and my stomach does a little flip. When I open my mouth to reply, nothing comes out.
“Vixen?” Hayes's brow furrows in a frown.
“Why haven’t you marked me?” The words tumble from my lips before I can hold them back. I didn’t mean to say it. We talked about an official marking before my heat hit, and they’d seemed so sure and excited.
But my skin is unmarred. Well, mostly.
Hayes clears his throat, his fingers stilling before his thick arms wrap around my front, pinning me to his chest. The rest of the guys were chatting quietly among themselves, but now the nest is utterly silent.
“Did you change your minds? Do you not want to mark me?” All the hormones that have been flooding my system for days have left me raw and emotional. Tears pool unbidden in my eyes, and I struggle to free my arm from Hayes's grip so I can dash them away.
“Oh, sweetness, yes. Ofcoursewe want to mark you,” Wilder purrs. He reaches out to stroke my cheek, wiping away a lone tear, before pressing his forehead to mine. “But you’ve been in the throes of your heat. And only assholes would ask to mark you at the height of that when you’re not fully lucid.”
“I’m lucid now,” I state.
Hayes chuckles beneath me. “You are definitely lucid now.”
Sawyer kneels in front of me, Liam moving in next to him. I’m surrounded on all sides by my beta and my alphas, and despite the fact that each of them looks at me hungrily, like I’m prey and they’re ready to pounce, I’ve never feltsafer or happier. Well, I’d be happier if they’d claim me, already.
“Baby, we want nothing more than to claim you and make you ours,” Sawyer says, taking my hands. “Will you let us mark you now? Show the world that you belong to us?”
I look at each of my men in turn and see the same look of want and determination Sawyer wears on each of them, and the part of me that worried they were rejecting me finally inhales with relief. Their desire is obvious, and I squirm in Hayes's lap, my own desire rising in response.
“Yes,” I breathe. “Mark me. I don’t want to wait anymore.”
“You sure, gorgeous?” Liam runs the back of a finger up the inside of my thighs. “Once we do this, there’s no going back.”
“I don’t want to go back,” I tell him as my heat spikes and a cramp has me gasping. The scent of my need is sharp in the air, and all four of my men stare at me hungrily.
Hayes rumbles beneath me. “Our omega needs us.” His nose skims up the side of my neck. “You’re gonna take all of us this time, vixen. And we’re going to mark you. Gonna claim you so everyone can see. Gonna fill up every single one of your holes.”
Oh, God.
Heat, blazing and consuming, tears through my body, and all I can do is mewl out a ragged plea for relief.
“Don’t worry, vixen. We’re gonna fill you up. Give you what you need.” Hayes pushes two fingers into my empty, needy pussy. “Wild, on your back. You’re going to knot our omega’s pussy while I fill her ass. Sawyer and Liam, you're going to take turns fucking her mouth. We’re going to see exactly how much our omega can take before we mark her pretty skin.”
A shiver pulses through me at my alpha’s words. I wanteverything he’s saying, even though part of me is worried it will be too much. But I trust these men implicitly. With my body, my heart, my life.
I watch with lust-filled eyes when Wilder flips onto his back as his twin’s fingers pump in and out of me with one hand while he squeezes my breast with the other. Once Wild is positioned, Hayes pulls his fingers free, leaving me empty. I whine at the loss, even though I know I won’t be wanting for long.
And then I’m being lifted and positioned over Wilder as if I weigh nothing. I barely have time to squeak out a startled protest before I’m being pushed down Wild’s thick length.
“Fuuuck,” Liam curses. He watches Wilder stretch me.
Wild’s eyelashes flutter closed as he groans. His fingers find my hips and grip tightly.
