"Please," I breathe. "Liam, please—"
He kisses me. Deep and slow, tasting of mint and something darker. His other hand traces down my body, along the dip of my waist… the curve of my hip… finding where I'm slick and swollen and oh so ready.
"You're so beautiful," he murmurs against my lips.
I reach for him, wrapping my hand around his length, and the groan he makes vibrates through the nest. He's hard and hot in my palm, and when I guide him to where I need him, his whole body shudders.
"Angel—"
"Now, alpha," I demand.
He pushes inside in one smooth thrust and my back arches off the nest. The stretch is perfect, the fullness exactly what my heat demands. My legs wrap around his waist, pulling him deeper, and the sound that tears from my throat is raw and desperate.
"Fuck," Liam groans, forehead dropping to my shoulder. "You feel incredible."
"More," I gasp. "Move, please move—"
He sets a rhythm that has me keening, each thrust hitting something deep that makes my vision blur. Felix's mouth finds my breast, sucking and teasing until I'm writhing. And Silas's hand slides between us, his fingers finding my clit, rubbing in tight circles that match Liam's pace.
"That's it," Silas murmurs, his other hand moving gently in my hair. "Take what you need, angel."
"So good," Felix adds between kisses to my skin. "You're doing so good for us."
Liam's pace increases, his control fraying at the edges. I can feel his knot starting to swell, the pressure building with each thrust. Silas's fingers work faster, pushing me toward the edge.
"Yes," I sob. "Yes, alpha, please—"
His knot locks inside and the fullness tips me over. The orgasm crashes through me in waves, pulling a cry from my lips that I couldn't stop if I tried. Liam's whole body shudders as he keeps spilling inside me.
We lock together, both panting, and my omega purrs at being filled and exactly where I belong.
Felix's mouth never stops moving across my skin, kissing my shoulder, my collarbone, the curve of my breast. Silas's fingers card through my hair, slow and soothing.
"Wonderful," Silas murmurs. "You're doing wonderful."
The praise sends another aftershock through me. I clench around Liam's knot and he groans, his hand tightening on my hip.
Time goes soft at the edges. Minutes or hours could pass while my alphas keep praising me, touching me, filling me... The nest cradles us. The fire crackles. Shadows dance across the blanket canopy overhead.
My hands roam wherever they can reach; Liam's back, Felix's shoulder, Silas's chest. Mapping them. Claiming them. Making sure they know they're mine as much as I'm theirs.
"Hockey players," I murmur against a throat. "Remarkable stamina."
Felix laughs, low and warm. "We aim to please, angel."
* * *
Silas' knot starts to deflate for the third time in two hours. When he slips free, the emptiness returns with a vengeance that makes my whole body clench. I whimper, already reaching, already needing—
"I'm here, angel," Felix says, moving between my legs before the ache can fully register. "I've got you."
He pushes inside and I cry out. I'm getting super sensitive from all this fucking, even with my heat making me so wet and ready. I'm stretched, swollen and so slick he slides in easily despite his size.
"Oh god," I gasp. "Felix—"
"Right here," he promises, setting an urgent pace. "Right here with you."
Liam's mouth finds mine in a kiss. Silas's hands roam my body, one cupping my breast while the other slides down to where Felix is driving into me.
