“Guess there’s no getting rid of him now,” Jonah jokes, winking over at Cole.
“How long do you think you’ll be knotted?” Cole asks, mimicking Jonah’s complaints from earlier, which has me laughing and Jonah wincing. “Paybacks a bitch, and now I’m in your head, too.”
I expect a retort from Jonah. I’m surprised when he looks down at me, pushing my hair out of my face.
“Worth it,” he says with a kiss.
Just like I did with Cole, I bask in the after bonding with Jonah. This time it’s my nails scratching down his back soothingly as he kisses my face and plays with my hair.
“You know we’re all going to be fighting over you the rest of the night?” he questions.
The amount of endorphins rushing through me is surreal as I grin. Because I’ve never been fought over, only ever discarded.
“Hey, what was that?” Jonah asks, cupping my face.
Well, this is going to be a new experience. While feeling all their emotions has been exciting and enthralling, I didn’t really think about the fact that they’d now feel everything I’m feeling.
There’s no hiding from them. But the best part? The part that has tears falling from my eyes is that they want to know what I’m feeling. My emotions aren’t a burden on them.
I’m not a burden. I’m truly safe.
Cole’s hand is on my shoulder and Mack’s rubbing my calf as Jonah looks down at me, trying to decipher these emotions running through me. His eyes soften as he finally realizes the core of all these feelings.
Happiness. Acceptance. Love.
Jonah’s thumbs rub away a few tears that slipped out as he looks at me lovingly. His knot deflates, and he pulls out, but he doesn’t move.
“We’ll protect you and your heart, Shiloh.”
I squeeze him closer, inhaling his citrus scent. It means even more to me now. He doesn’t just smell like an Alpha I’m attracted to; he smells wholly mine.
“I guess I need to share,” he grumbles against my neck, kissing his bond mark one more time.
He rolls away off the bed as a naked Mack takes his place between my legs. I’m an absolute sticky mess, but he doesn’t seem to mind.
Mack kisses my collarbone and down my chest.
“Do you need a break?” he asks, slipping his fingers into my pussy.
“No. I need my missing last piece,” I tell him with a smile that he returns.
His hands are shaking and I find it absolutely adorable that he’s nervous. Because this is the biggest deal, and I’m glad he spoke to me beforehand to let me know where he stands. I know the nerves aren’t because he’s debating his decision, it’s because he’s excited.
“Can you guys stop staring? Damn,” Mack says to Cole and Jonah, and I bite my bottom lip to contain my smile.
He turns back to me, ignoring our spectators.
“I need you, Mack,” I tell him honestly.
I wasn’t being facetious earlier. He really is my missing last piece. His bond will make us a complete pack. I’ll finally feel at ease.
“I need you too. So fucking bad, baby,” he says, lining his cock up with my entrance.
Truly, with the amount of slick and cum, there’s no need for a preamble as he slides all the way inside of me, knot and all.
“Fuck,” I hiss out.
His knot isn’t at its full size, but when he shifts it in and out of me, I’m at the point of begging for it. My nails dig into his back, harder than I do with the others, cause it’s clear Mack likes it more.
