I kiss my way higher, toward his heart, drawing his skin into my mouth and biting down just enough to taste that faint copper edge on my tongue. I’m bowled over with a wave of love and need coming from him. It’s not like I thought it would be.
As the bond slides into place, I can feel what he’s feeling. I can hear him, a loud, fierce roar as he starts pumping into me with ferocity. I can feel him in me and feel what it feels like to him to be in me. Fuck, it’s intense and blinding with pleasure.
His knot swells at the base of his cock, impossibly bigger, catching on my entrance before pushing in with a stretch and apop that borders on pain, locking us together. His knot settles into the place my pussy made for him.
My walls lock around him as he grinds deep, his knot stretching me impossibly full as I feel his release flood my pussy. The bond settles into place like a warm tether, linking our scents, our essences. I collapse forward, spent and sated, my weight on his chest.
Charlie and Jake flank us, their hands soothing over our joined bodies, whispering kisses along my heated skin as the aftershocks ripple through me. And I’m surprised I can feel their essence through the bond with Beau.
The bond hums between us, a living thread that pulls at my core even as Beau’s knot holds me pinned against him. His come fills me, warm and thick, but the afterglow fades too soon.
“Mine,” he whispers into my ear, his voice a low, possessive growl.
“Yours, Alpha,” I whisper back, collapsing forward onto his chest, my weight resting against his body. “Always yours.”
I’m so blissed out that I think I fall asleep, but before I’m pulled fully into unconsciousness, Beau rolls me onto my back, his eyes dark with possession, his knot still locked inside me and pulsing.
“We’re not done yet, Omega,” he murmurs, his voice a low command that sends shivers down my spine. His words are a promise, a threat, and a plea all at once, leaving me breathless and eager for more.
THIRTY-NINE
willa
I slideoff Beau’s knot, the soft deflation finally releasing its grip after what feels like an eternity locked inside me. A rush of warm, sticky slick floods out of my pussy, dripping down my thighs and soaking into the soft blankets of my nest.
I feel Beau coursing through me, beating in my heart and under my skin. I tentatively send a bit of the emotion swelling in me to him, and he groans softly, holding me to him.
“You’ve ruined me, sweet girl.”
“I hope not.” I chuckle. “I want that again and then maybe again.”
“This old man is going to need a long nap.” He laughs, and I know it’s not true, because I can feel him half-hard beneath me.
But then the missing pieces filter in. Charlie, Jake. My Omega needs them all, burning through me. A throbbing ache that demands to be filled again, deeper, more completely. A need to have them both in my body and my soul.
My body trembles, skin flushed and slick with sweat, the air thick with the musky scent of our mingled arousal. The heat in my veins pulses insistently, my Omega instincts screaming for the Alphas to claim me fully.
My eyes find Jake, his broad shoulders tense, his thick cock jutting out hard and dripping with pre-come. His Alpha pheromones flood the room, making my pussy clench in anticipation.
With a low whine escaping my lips, I reach for him, my fingers tangling in his shirt, yanking him down onto me.
“Jake, please—make me your Omega,” I beg, voice breaking with need.
I look over to Charlie, who stood to remove the rest of his clothes. I reach for him over Jake’s shoulder. “I need you both inside me, making me yours forever.”
He growls softly, a deep rumble that vibrates through my chest like a promise and crashes over me tenderly.
“Anything for you, Wills,” Charlie breathes into my hair as he settles on his side next to me, where I’m lying partially under Jake.
I look up into Jake’s eyes, his weight pinning me into the nest with careful strength. I can’t wait to feel this beautiful man in my heart—the bond I’ve wanted since I first met him, filling me as he knots me. A sharp cramp of need makes me whimper.
“You need this, Wildcat,” Jake says as his thick cock breaches me in one swift slide, stretching my soaked pussy walls with that delicious burn I crave.
I gasp, my back arching off the blankets as he bottoms out, his hips grinding against mine with a gentle roll at first.
The pressure is immediate, intense, filling the void Beau left behind and then some. Every inch of him pulses inside me, hot and unyielding with the first thrust.
“That’s it, Omega, you take me so beautifully. You’re made for us, for this,” Jake murmurs, his voice full of affection as I wrap my legs around his waist, pulling him deeper, my nails digging into his back as pleasure sparks through my nerves like fireworks.
