I’ve never felt like I deserved to be the center of attention. I was just never enough, not smart enough, or interesting enough. But right now I feel like all of those things.
For the first time in my life I feel wholly wanted and loved.
I thought I’d be lucky to find one person who loved me, eventually. Some logical part of me knew I’d need a pack one day, but nothing compares to the reality of this situation.
Tears fill my eyes and Sterling wipes them away with his thumb.
“We can wait,” he says, though I can tell the thought of waiting another moment pains him. The concept of it crushing me, too.
We could wait, get to know each other better, but what’s the point when we all know this was an inevitability?
I kiss Sterling’s hand, shaking my head, not sure how to express that I’m just overwhelmed and in awe of what’s happening. He seems to understand as he pets my hair one more time before pulling away and taking his shirt off.
The motion sets my other men in action. A mixture of undressing mixed in with touches and reverent kisses.
I’m divested of my sheer panties as Nate climbs on top of me. His scent cocoons me as I stare into his eyes. I can’t help it as I drag my finger over his growing mustache, knowing that it’s there because of me.
His hand cups my chin, the slightest tremble in them, and I find it endearing as I place my hand on top of his.
“You’re so perfect,” he whispers, his thumb moving up to swipe at my lip. “You’re sure that you’re ready?”
I nod my head, my tongue swiping out to wet my lips.
“I think we were fate, ya know?” I tell him, pushing back his hair.
I glance over at Sterling and Hayes, who are so caught up in making out they aren’t paying much attention to us. It makes me smile.
“You were there when I needed somebody—twice.” I clear my throat, not wanting to bring up the knot toy ever again. “And out of all the Omegas in the club, Hayes hired me to be his arm candy for the night.”
“Fate,” he says, more to himself than me, pushing my hair back.
I throw my arms around his neck and bring him closer to me, his mouth crashing into mine as his hard cock leaks against my thigh.
His hand slides between us, his fingers dipping into my already wet cunt. There’s no need for pretense, as he uses his slick-covered fingers to stroke his shaft before sliding into me.
Nate is gentle and soft with me. Our kiss getting lost in the feel of each other. His gaze doesn’t leave mine as he shifts in and out of me.
It’s not our first time together. He’s had me every which way during my heat, but this? This is what people talk about when they say they’re making love. To be honest, I didn’t think it was real, something people said to make sex seem more romantic.
But as Nate holds me close, so much of our skin touching, my heart feels like it’s going to beat out of my chest. I didn’t have any expectations of what bonding an Alpha would feel like, or how I would do it. But I’m happy that it’s Nate with his soft touches.
He pushes my hair away from my neck, his thumb against my thundering pulse point as he slowly rocks in and out of me. The friction of his pelvis against my clit driving me crazy.
“I want to mark you as mine right here,” he says in panted breaths, touching the left side of my clavicle.
His hand slips to cradle the back of my head, our faces so close as he fucks me deeper. Moans slip out of me as he holds eye contact with me, like he can’t risk missing a moment. This means just as much to him as it does to me.
Sterling and Hayes are making salacious noises, and if it were any other situation, I’d be watching them with excitement. But there’s no way I can break the moment between me and Nate.
He pushes harder with his next thrust, his knot pressing inside me, and I whimper as he leans forward, his tongue lashing out against my skin.
His hips cant in and out of me, grinding against my clit in the most perfect way, along with the stretch it’s too much to bear as I fall apart.
Pleasure floods me, but as his teeth sink into my neck, a sense of euphoria hits me. It’s an overwhelming sensation of pure bliss as I grab the back of his head, my other hand digging into his shoulder.
He’s moaning against my neck, his warm cum flooding inside me as he licks and kisses the place he just marked me.
Neither of us move, our chests rising and falling rapidly as we hold one another.
