My control dissolves, washed away by the certainty roaring through my veins.
Mine. Ours.
Pack.
I press my forehead to hers, breath ragged and voice wrecked.
“You’re sure?”
The question is reflex: the last scrap of the man I was five minutes ago.
She nods immediately, her hazel eyes bright and feral and trusting all at once.
“I’ve never been more sure of anything.”
With one final, desperate thrust, I slam deep—deeper—and the knot at the base of my cock swells hard and fast, pressing, catching, then locking us together with a thick, unforgiving stretch that drags a cry from both of us.
“Oh,fuck—Theo—”
The sound of my name on her lips as my knot seats fully inside her is what sends me over the edge, and I come with a broken shout, my whole body jerking as orgasm tears through me like a fucking storm.
I spill everything I have inside of her, instinct and need and possession crashing together until I don’t know where I end and Emery begins.
My hands shake as they slide up her sides, holding her not just in place, butwith me. Keeping us tethered while my pulse slowly begins to steady.
Behind me, Beau exhales slowly.
“Well,” he says dryly, voice edged with amusement and something darker. “Guess she’sdefinitelynot walking tomorrow.”
Connor snorts softly.
“She’s not even opening her eyes right now.”
Emery lets out a breathy, wrecked laugh against my throat.
“Worth it.”
I keep her close, my arms still around her as the haze of release starts to clear just enough to feel the shift in the room.
Beau hasn’t moved, but I can feel him: the weight of his gaze, and the tension in his silenc. He’s hard, and ready—
and he’s done waiting.
Emery stirs as though she senses it too; the unfinished edge of this moment, the only alpha in the room who hasn’t taken her yet. Her fingers flex against my chest, and her hips twitch with some small, instinctive motion that has me groaning all over again.
“Still with us?”
Beau’s voice is low, but not gentle.
She nods slowly, still half-lost, her body answering before her brain catches up.
When he speaks again, it’s not to her.
“Theo.”
I lift my head, already knowing where this is going.
“On your back.”
