“She was pretty hard to fight.” I mocked the other guys for how they’d been acting around her, but now I want to spoil her tenfold to make up for it. “Faye’s pretty special, isn’t she?”
“Yes,” Cole agrees as Faye’s giggle floats through from the living room. “She really is.”
And she’s mine.
Ours.
Our omega.
THIRTY-EIGHT
Faye
Falling asleep snuggled into Damon’s chest with my other alphas close by is the definition of toasty perfection. Although their huge sofa won’t suffice for much longer. Do they even make beds big enough to sleep us all comfortably?
The smell of pastries and freshly ground coffee wafts through from the pack house kitchen.
“Morning, sweetheart.” Damon kisses me on the forehead, eclipsing any worries that yesterday was a dream. “How did you sleep?”
“Great,” I reply as I look around at the vacant spots where the others were sleeping. “Where’s everyone else?”
“They got up early to make you breakfast. And I plan on making the most of having you all to myself for a few minutes.” He slips his hand between my legs. “We need to make up for lost time.”
“And whose fault is that?” I rebut, parting my thighs. Slick instantly pools at his touch.
“I’ll make it up to you,” he promises, crawling down my body. “Starting with my breakfast.”
I groan as his head comes to rest between my legs. He refused to let me sleep in underwear, so his mouth meets myhot flesh in a frenzy, making me go from dazed to fully awake in seconds. I writhe, clutching onto his hair while pushing my pussy into him.
Unannounced, Laz strides into the room. His sexy, spicy scent deepens with arousal, which turns me on even more. “Well, shit. Looks like someone’s already started breakfast without us.”
Damon’s shoulders tense. Even though they’re in the same pack, Laz is still another alpha. Our bond is fresh, and at this stage, Damon will be extra possessive. I stroke the bond mark on my neck, and the corded muscles in his shoulders relax. It’s almost like it has a special power to transfer my mood.
“It’s okay, alpha,” I purr, running my fingers through his messy hair. “You can share me.”
Damon pulls back. “Want a taste, brother? She’s delicious.”
Laz scrambles to join us. I spread my legs wider, perfuming as he takes Damon’s place, his auburn curls diving between my thighs. The tip of his tongue flicks teasingly over my slit before he slides two fingers into my slick.
“I need a knot,” I whine. Their teasing is unfair. In my post-bonding state, I’m extra needy. “Fuck me, please.”
“You heard her, Damon.” Laz props himself up. “She needs your knot.”
I pout at Damon, growing impatient. Someone needs to fill me with cum, and fast, before I explode.
“Alpha,” I smack the couch. “Now.”
Damon wastes no time in meeting my demands. He flips me onto my front then grabs my hips, my ass pointing up in the air as he roughly enters me from behind. I groan, his cock filling me completely and my pussy fitting him effortlessly. Around them, I’m in a permanent state of readiness.
Damon jerks my head back by my hair. “Would you like Laz to eat your pussy at the same time?”
“Fuck, yes,” I moan. “And more cock. Please.”
“You heard our omega, Laz.”
Laz undresses at record speed, his clothes flying in all directions before he slides underneath me. As soon as I bring my pussy down onto Laz’s face, his tongue skims my clit, catapulting the bliss already racing through me from Damon fucking me from behind, banging into me in hard thrusts. My eyes cross, unable to tell where Damon’s cock ends and Laz’s mouth begins.
Deciding it’s time to put Cole’s lessons to good use, I wrap my mouth around Laz’s shaft, licking his cute unicorn tattoo like I’m tickling it. He groans against my pussy as I time sliding my mouth up and down Laz’s cock to Damon’s motions.
