“You’ve made all of your alphas so happy, omega,” he murmurs as his cock brushes my entrance before entering me quickly and effortlessly, pushing into my wet, cum-filled mess of a pussy with fervor.
He thrusts, again and again. I didn’t think my body could handle any more pleasure, but the way Hale’s top knot tickles my insides is on another level. Every nerve in my body is already tingling, and my pussy is so over-stimulated and sensitive that he easily teases orgasm aftershocks from me.
My hips buck against him as mini-waves of ecstasy ripple through me.
I’ve never felt so fulfilled before. So damn complete. I feel the presence of all my alphas around me, their scents blurring into one. This is where I’m meant to be. Right here in their arms. With my scent matches.
“Bite me,” I gasp in euphoria. “Please, alpha, bite me.”
The atmosphere in the room shifts, and I hear someone draw in a sharp intake of breath.
Hale only slows his pace a little, his cock staying nestled inside me.
“I’d love to bite you and make you ours forever, omega,” Hale says, jaw set. “But I won’t do it. Not yet. Not until you’re fully ready.”
“I am ready.” I press my hips against him, clawing at his shoulders. “Please, alpha! Bite me!”
Why can’t he give me what I want right now? I want my alphas. These alphas. Forever!
“Not yet,” Hale repeats. “But one day.”
One day isn’t good enough.
I sink my teeth into his neck out of sheer frustration. Hale’s sparkling green eyes flash in surprise as he looks down at me, then he lets out a primal roar and knots into place.
I arch my back as he knots me, tying us together. It’s the perfect finish. As his knot stretches and pulls me in all directions, I whine, coming all over him for a final time, slathering him in my slick. Panting, Hale remains locked inside me. Our skin is practically sticking together from the light sheen of sweat from our exertion.
When I come to my senses again, chest heaving and mouth filled with a lingering metallic taste, I realize what I demanded. Fuck. What did I do? I messed up. Big time.
“Hale,” I whisper, looking in horror at the red bite marks on his neck, stark against his white skin. “I shouldn’t have.”
“You have nothing to apologize for.” He wipes a strand of damp hair from my forehead with a sweet smile that I don’t deserve. “Your bite felt incredible.”
I can’t deny that it felt euphoric in the moment, but it doesn’t excuse my actions.
“And you didn’t bite me.” Tears spring in my eyes. “Thank you.”
Hale’s hands are clenched so tightly that his knuckles are white. Few alphas would have the same level of self-control and be able to stop themselves from biting an omega when she begs during heat, let alone a scent match.
“Fuck, man,” Calder says from somewhere in the nest. So caught up in the moment, I’d forgotten that we had an audience. “I don’t know how you managed it. I don’t think I’d have been able to if it were me. You’re like a wall.”
“That’s why he’s our pack leader.” Ezra sounds equally impressed as he adjusts a blanket. “I didn’t think it would be possible for you to stop yourself either.”
Riven only watches, his eyes fixed on Hale’s neck, like he’s examining an unfolding science experiment with keen interest.
“Kady’s made it clear what she wants.” Hale rubs his thumb over the bite marks, a smile tugging on the corners of his lips. “If and when you’re ever ready to bond, I want it to be on your terms.”
Relief spreads through me at knowing he’s not mad, but there’s also a stab of something else in my gut—perhaps a lingering disappointment that my neck remains unscathed? I didn’t think I wanted to bond, but maybe, one day, I will be ready. And Hale’s actions give me concrete proof that the Valen Pack is with me for the right reasons. They want me for me. Bonded or not.
Hale could have easily bitten me just now. In fact, even I couldn’t have blamed him if he had. Yet he didn’t because he respects me and knows what I want.
Hale rolls us both over, still locked together, spooning me.
I’m here with my alphas, and I’ve never felt so complete.
FORTY-THREE
Kady
