He pulls at his clothes with fumbling fingers, yanking his shirt over his head and shoving his jeans down his hips. His cock springs free, already hard and ready, responding to my scent and my distress. I watch through hazy eyes as he strips completely, my body aching with the need to have him inside me.
Dustin settles between my legs, his hands hooking into my soaked panties and pulling them down. The fabric sticks to my skin, drenched with slick. He tosses them aside and positions himself at my entrance, his eyes meeting mine.
"Color?" he asks, even now checking in despite my obvious desperation.
"Green," I gasp out. "So green. Please, Dustin, please—"
He plunges inside me in one hard thrust, filling me completely. The stretch is intense but perfect, exactly what my body has been crying out for. I moan, my back arching off the nest as pleasure washes through me and chases away the cramping pain.
Dustin doesn't give me time to adjust, doesn't start slow and gentle like he has before. He sets a brutal pace immediately, hard and fast, driving into me with powerful thrusts that make the whole nest shift. Each stroke hits something deep inside me that sends sparks of pleasure racing up my spine.
"That's it," Dustin groans, his hands gripping my hips hard enough to leave bruises. "Take it, sunshine. Take everything I'm giving you."
I can't form words anymore, can only make incoherent sounds as he takes me apart. The cramps are fading, replaced by building pleasure that coils tighter and tighter in my belly. My hands scrabble at his back, looking for purchase, trying to pull him impossibly closer.
Dustin's knot starts to swell at the base of his cock, pressing insistently against my entrance with each thrust. The pressure is intense, my body stretching to accommodate him. I can feel it growing, getting larger with every passing second.
"Gonna knot you," Dustin warns, his voice rough. "Gonna fill you up and make this ache stop. You ready, sunshine?"
"Yes," I cry out, my whole body trembling on the edge of orgasm. "Yes, please, I need it—"
His knot pushes inside with one final thrust, locking us together. The sensation triggers my orgasm immediately, pleasure crashing over me in waves so intense I can't breathe. I scream, my body convulsing around him as he pulses inside me, filling me with his release.
We fall apart together, both of us shaking with the force of it. Dustin collapses on top of me, careful to keep most of his weight on his elbows so he doesn't crush me. His face buries in my neck, his breath hot against my skin as we both try to recover.
The cramps are gone completely, replaced by bone-deep satisfaction. My body feels heavy, relaxed, like every muscle has turned to liquid. I can barely keep my eyes open, exhaustion pulling at me.
"Kade," I mumble, suddenly aware that our other Alpha isn't here. "Where's Kade?"
"Kade is just tying up some loose ends," Dustin assures me, pressing a kiss to my shoulder. "He'll be here soon. Just rest, sunshine."
I want to stay awake, want to wait for Kade to join us in the nest. But my body has other ideas, the combination of heat and orgasm and Dustin's knot making it impossible to fight the pull of sleep.
I drift off with Dustin's voice washing over me, his words soft and reverent. "You're going to be so beautiful."
Chapter thirty-five
Dustin
I'm still knotting Solana thirty minutes later, locked inside her with my knot keeping us firmly connected. She struggled falling asleep at first, her body exhausted but her mind refusing to settle. She kept mumbling in delirium about Ashton and whether he'd eaten enough, about Moo-Shu and if the cow was comfortable outside after the storm. The words came out slurred and disconnected, her heat-addled brain jumping from one concern to another without logic or reason.
I had to chuckle at that, even as I stroked her hair and murmured reassurances. Only Solana would be locked on an Alpha's knot during her first real heat spike and still worry about whether everyone else was taken care of. It's so perfectly her, this need to nurture and care for others even when her own body is demanding attention.
But she's asleep now, finally, her breathing deep and even against my chest. Her face is relaxed, the tension that's been present since Stefan and Ashton arrived smoothed away. She looks peaceful like this, younger somehow, without the weight of worry pulling at her features.
I hear the bedroom door open and look up to see Kade stepping inside. He immediately locks the door behind him, the click of the mechanism loud in the quiet room. His movements are efficient, practiced, like he's running through a mental checklist of security measures.
"The ranch is secured," Kade says quietly, his voice pitched low so he doesn't wake Solana. "Stefan is in charge of coordinating everything for tomorrow morning. Both of them are settled in the guest room for the night."
I relax a little at that confirmation, some tension I didn't realize I was carrying draining from my shoulders. Having Stefan here is everything I've wanted for years, but the timing is complicated. Solana's heat, Morrison's shipment, Ashton's injuries... it's a lot of moving pieces that need to align perfectly.
Kade moves toward the nest, his eyes tracking over Solana and me with obvious satisfaction. "How is she?"
"Uncomfortable," I answer honestly, my hand stroking through her braids. "Not physically, I don't think. The knot helped with the cramping and she came hard. But mentally she's struggling."
Kade strips efficiently, removing his shirt and jeans and adding them to the pile beside the nest. His body is all lean muscle and dark skin, beautiful in the dim light filtering through the curtains. He climbs into the nest on the other side of Solana, settling in so she's sandwiched between us.
"Because of Stefan?" Kade asks, his hand coming to rest on Solana's hip.
