Hunter slowed so Kellan could press against me, and I cried out at that first push of cock into my ass. He moved so fucking slowly it could be classified as a form of torture, and as the sensation of fullness grew, I worried that I’d overestimated my ability to handle this.
“That’s it, baby. Relax into the feeling,” Hunter murmured, drawing my attention to him as I huffed and moaned. He cupped my face, tilting me forward, his tongue dancing with mine as we kissed. “You’re doing so well, mate. You were made to take us, and look how perfect you are. Fucking perfection. This pussy, and that flawless ass. Goddess be damned, mate. You arefucking perfection.”
His praise washed through me, and by the time I wasfullof alpha, tingles of pleasure had burst to lifeeverywhere. The need to move had me arching against them as a “please” slipped out.
“Please what, little omega?” Hunter growled, tilting his head to stare into my eyes. “What do you want from your alphas?”
“Everything,” I gasped. “I want and need everything. Please.”
Kellan moaned. “Your ass feels so fucking good, pretty mate. The way you hug my dick, like you were made for me. Every fucking time Hunter moves I can feel it too, and buried in your ass like this, I don’t even care.”
“You’re fucking me so good, Golden,” I praised him, wanting his needs met as thoroughly as mine were. “Such a good boy, taking my ass and making it yours.”
Both alphas groaned, and Kellan’s normally smooth thrusts grew more frantic.
“Oh, baby girl. The goddess knew what she was doing with you,” Hunter growled.
With each claiming word, he thrust into me, and Kellan timed the snap of his hips for whenever Hunter pulled out, so there was no break in the rolling cascade of pleasure. The tingle of my impending release ran from the tips of my toes to the top of my head, and as my body adjusted to the size oftwoalphas, they figured out how to move at the same time, the dual sensations too much to contain.
I came screaming so hard that I almost blacked out, my vision graying out around the edges. Hunter growled my name and jerked inside me, Kellan right behind him, which set me off again. And again.
Eventually I did lose track of my orgasms, as promised, and with exhaustion dragging down my limbs, I collapsed in a sated, sticky mess between the two of them.
Okay,group pack sexwas my new favorite version of sex.
CHAPTER 53
EMME
Adream woke me. It had been a while since I’d been drawn out of sleep so abruptly that I couldn’t relax enough to fall back asleep. It hadn’t been like the days after I was forcibly bonded, when I’d come awake screaming. This just felt like a more run-of-the-mill dream, where the anxiety of our hidden enemies kept my mind from fully shutting down.
Neither of my mates moved as I crawled out from between them, desperate to pee, drink some water—I was dehydrated for a very good reason—and maybe grab a snack. Only a few aches remained in my body, the reminder of my night of absolutely mind-blowing sex.
My healing abilities were improving, which was what I’d hoped would happen after bonding my alphas. My pack was strong, and I got a boost of that strength through our bonds. I would argue that the alphas had adapted some of my calmer temperament too.
It wasn’t that they were less dominant, but their beasts felt calmer.
Even Slade’s. Despite the way he continued to hold himself back.
When I finished in the bathroom, I slipped on one of the shirts off the floor, realizing it was Hunter’s when the scent of coffee surrounded me. Padding silently through the hall and down the stairs, I let the moonlight guide me to the kitchen. Florence or Gerry had left a pantry light on, making it very easy for me to find the snacks.
I headed straight for the container of baked goods, only to pause at a loud crack and rustling from outside the windows over the sink. Creeping in that direction, I peered out into the darkness, unable to track any movement. The rustling came again a second later, but it wasn’t as loud, as if the culprit had moved further away. When a grunt and burst of laughter followed, I relaxed, recognizing that deep rumble. Finley was home.
Abandoning my snack, I headed for the front door, pushing down my annoyance at him being out until almost dawn. My stupid brain flashed right to the last time he’d stumbled in the door drunk and smelling like a damn florist. He’d assured me nothing had happened during those nights out, and I believed him. He hadn’t cared about hurting me in the early days, that was for sure, so he wouldn’t have lied to spare my feelings.
It meant everything to me that he’d remained loyal from the moment I arrived in Golden Claw, and in the hopes of our reconciliation, I doubted he’d fuck it up now. Still, it was hard to completely dismiss my worries.
When I reached the front door, there was a heavy thump against it, and I could hear his voice clearly. “—get to bed, and I need her, brother.”
My stomach flipped and I pressed in closer.
“I know, Fin,” Kenzo mumbled, sounding almost as drunk as Finley. “You need your mate, which is completely understandable, but… brother, you can’t drag that gift up to her.I swear to the goddess, Hunter will kill you.” He started to laugh, and I was filled with curiosity about what was so funny.
“She’s sooo beautiful,” Finley said, his words muffled, like his face was pressed to the door. “She deserves the world, and I owe her all the gifts.”
Another thump, this one louder, and my curiosity won out. I flipped the deadbolt and disabled the alarm. When I pulled the door open, two massive shifters straightened on the small front stoop, comically trying to fit together. And they weren’t the only thing needing to fit.
Finley, covered near head to toe in what looked like mud, had a tree clasped in his hands.
