“So okay.” Her hands find my shoulders, gripping tight.
I start slow, letting her adjust, letting her feel every inch. This is different from the heat. This is just us.
“You feel amazing,” I tell her, setting a steady rhythm. “So perfect. Made for this.”
“Yes,” she gasps.
The word makes something fierce surge in my chest. Mine. She’s mine. Ours.
I lean down to kiss her, swallowing her moans, and the angle shifts. Lets me hit deeper, and she cries out against my mouth.
“Right there,” she pants. “Jalen, right there, please?—”
I maintain the angle, the rhythm, working her higher. One hand slides between us to find her clit, circling gently, and she sobs my name.
“That’s it, Sierra,” I encourage. “Let me hear you, sweetheart. Want to know I’m making you feel good.”
“So good,” she gasps. “So good, Jalen, I’m—I’m close?—”
“Come for me.” I increase the pressure, the pace. “Come on my cock, omega. Show me how good I make you feel.”
It only takes a few more thrusts before she’s shattering, her whole body convulsing around me. The feeling of her clenching, pulsing, crying my name? It’s too much.
My knot starts to swell, catching on her rim, and she whimpers.
“Do it,” she gasps. “Knot me. Please, alpha, I need it.”
The plea breaks my control. I thrust deep and let my knot pop inside, locking us together as I come. The sensation is overwhelming, pleasure bordering on pain, and I bury my face in her neck to muffle my groan.
We stay like that for a moment, both trembling, both trying to catch our breath. Then Sierra’s arms come around me, holding me close, and she’s making these soft purring sounds that go straight to my heart.
“Better?” I ask when I can form words again.
“So much better.” She snuggles into my neck, breathing me in. “You smell good. We smell good together.”
We do. Warm sugar and spice, all tangled together into something that doesn't smell like individuals anymore. It just smells likeus.
Pack scent.
“Jalen?” Her voice is soft, vulnerable.
“Yeah?”
“I think I’m falling for you.” The confession comes out rushed, like she’s afraid if she doesn’t say it fast, she won’t say it at all. “All of you. Is that crazy? After just a few days?”
Relief floods through me so intense it makes my eyes sting. “Not crazy,” I assure her, pressing a kiss to her temple. “Not when we’re already there, omega.”
She pulls back just enough to look at me, surprise clear in her expression. “Already there?”
“We’ve been falling for you for longer than a few days.” I brush hair back from her face. “Some of us for two years, apparently.”
CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
Cole
Ihear them before I see them.
The soft murmur of voices from the bedroom, followed by Jalen’s low laugh and Sierra’s answering giggle. The sound makes me smile into my coffee mug even as something bittersweet twists in my chest.
