Then I feel it. This glorious energy that could only be my omega. With his interests that match mine, and his mischievousness and the protectiveness he feels for me. His bond shutters through me in a dark, vivid purple and spreads like wildfire through my body. I normally hear that bonding feels like energies meeting in the middle for an embrace, but ours is a full-on tackle. We tumble into each other, giddy and excited and ready for forever. And when the overload fades and he’s still there, sending me love through the new bond between us, I shatter with a sob.
It’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever felt. To not only see his joy but to feel it is everything yet nothing I thought I’d ever experience. He holds me, letting me spill my emotions as I fully grasp the severity of this action.
We are officially tied together, blurring into one energy, and I’m already looking forward to the moment when we get to do it again.
“Alright,” he whispers, letting go of me reluctantly. “Now we have to let our alphas bite us.”
“Sexy,” I half joke, which makes him chuckle.
Larger bodies pull us back into them, and I wonder which alpha holds me when I look up into beautiful brown eyes, the flavor of mint settling on my tongue. Thatcher kisses me, soft and gentle, as he lays me down and climbs on top.
“I should have known watching my mates bond would turn me on,” he jokes, and a loud cackle escapes me. I put my hand over my mouth, mortified by the sound, but he only looks at me with admiration. “I’m not good with words. It took me months to tell Kit how I felt and why I was afraid, but you’ve always been good at reading me despite that.”
I nod, my hands going to his cheeks. “You may be quiet, but your eyes say everything.”
He purrs, his chest vibrating against mine. “You’ve alwaysmade me feel comfortable. You reached your hand out to me when you first got here, as a friend and nothing more, despite knowing we were scent matches. And I needed that friendship. I needed to be pushed in this direction, where everything suddenly made sense with your presence in our pack. Thank you for waiting for me.”
His words are quaint but meaningful, just like everything he does. “I would have waited just as long as Kit,” I inform him and he inhales sharply. “I would have waited that long and more for you, Thatcher. And even if it never happened, having you in my life would have been a treat no matter the circumstances. Time spent with you is my favorite thing.”
He kisses me once more, tears glimmering in his eyes. “I want to mark you now. Right where everyone can see. In the exact same spot I’m going to mark Kit.”
His lips come down to the right side of my neck, where he kisses me just before he strikes. When his canines dig in, I let out a moan, his strong presence peeking out from behind the edges. He pulls me to his own neck, urging me on as I bite him back, ready to meet this wonderful energy that hides inside my alpha. What comes out is in neutral colors, but is still bright and lively as it saunters over. There’s a steadiness, a solid foundation with just a tiny hint of shyness. Insecurity from years of being unsure is now unraveling in front of me as we come together and create a new sense of understanding. The bond cements, the energies between us now grounded with roots running deep into the soil. And when I come back to my body, Thatcher is crying. And I am crying. And we’re celebrating, because we’re no longer alone the way we both thought we would be.
“I love you, Curly,” he whispers, and I not only hear it, but I feel it, deep inside the cord traveling between us.
“I love you, too.” I kiss him then, letting the energy takeover. There’s also something else tugging inside me, a moment of fiery heat as Kit and Sam solidify their bond. I get the tiniest glimpse of Sam’s energy attaching to Kit’s, and my omega perks up, ready to see it herself.
“Only one more to go,” Thatcher says, looking just as excited about his last bond, and I can’t help but feel blessed by all the love this pack has to give. How we’re all intertwined in some way. It’s exactly what I always pictured my pack being like, and these guys have exceeded all of those expectations.
Sam and Kit look over at us then, new goofy smiles on their faces, all of our flutes of champagne forgotten on the end table. Kit and I pass each other, and he nips me playfully on the shoulder as I get to our prime and crawl on his lap, loving the way he groans as I accidentally swipe his erection.
“I see Kit brought out some primal feelings in you,” I jest.
“He always does,” Sam returns, his smirk sinful. “Just as you always do, my beautiful scent match.”
He leans up to kiss me and the fervor of it makes my body fly. We get lost in it until we’re grinding against each other, pent up and ready for release after so much bonding. But there’s still one more link to connect.
When we pull back, there’s a new vulnerability in Sam’s green eyes that takes my breath away.
“I wanted to be perfect, but now, I just want to beyours,” he expresses. “I vow to always be there for you, to take care of you, to satisfy your every need, and to never let you feel like you’re unwanted. To let you know when I’m struggling and to be here so you can tell me the same. Your presence here, in this pack, is an absolute necessity, and I can’t wait to prove it to you for the rest of our lives.”
Feeling cheeky, I grind down on him again and earn myself a moan. “Naughty omega,” he whispers.
“What?” I ask coyly. “You said you would satisfy my every need.”
“And I will.” He grinds back up. “As soon as you put your teeth in my neck.”
I smile again, my teeth digging into my lip to tease him. “Alpha, you have to be patient. I need to confess my love to you, too.”
He groans. “Say it.”
“Oh?” I lean down so my lips are next to his ear. “I love you, Samson Langley. Every flaw and fault and imperfection. You are mine, and I will never let you go again.”
Sam holds me close, his eyes trailing over me with an intensity that leaves me bare. “I love you, Opal. You glued my heart back together,” he says, and I catch his meaning before he elaborates. “We were struggling, and you showed up with a powerful presence. My heart, my pack, was complete the moment you showed up. Thank you for pulling my head out of my ass. And thank you for loving me even when it was hard.”
I can’t take it anymore as I try to find which side of his neck is bare. When I find the left side smooth, I let my teeth pierce it, releasing my energy into him with my bite.
He lets out a pleased noise, his fingers digging into my hips before he pulls my shirt back and digs his own teeth into my shoulder. The most dominant energy I’ve ever felt pushes up against my walls, but instead of intimidation, there is only safety in its strongest form. Studious raw power that’s as blue as the sky walks up to me gently, and inside it are the playful and sexy fragments that I’ve come to know are as authentically him as his serious side is. Both sides push and play with each other, but it morphs into one beautiful caretaker and meets me like a landslide, showering me in tremendous love. I clutch at it, feeling the bond combine in a shot of power that has me falling into overstimulated blackness.
