Cass huffs out a breath that’s almost a laugh. “No talking,” he says firmly. “It’s been a long day.” He shifts Beck easily against his chest, then looks over at me, his expression softening. “I want my mates. All of them. In Tansy’s nest.”
My chest lights up at his words, pure relief and happiness flooding through me so fast it makes me a little dizzy.
And just like that, every question I have scatters.
“Yes.”I tip my head back, grinding down on Cass’s cock. He grips my thighs as I fuck him, my hands braced on his chest for leverage. He’s so deep, filling me completely with every roll of my hips.
I'm already wrung out, my body humming from multiple orgasms, but I can't stop. I need more.
My gaze drifts past Cass to the other side of my nest.
Warren is behind Beck, his big body cradling our beta's smaller frame, while Grason is in front, his hands gripping Beck's hips. They're fucking him together, both of their cocks buried in his ass. Beck is caught between them, his head thrown back, his mouth open in a silent cry of pure pleasure.
"My sweet little cock-slut," Grason groans, his voice a low, dark rumble. "Such a good little beta, letting your alphas use you."
"Fuck, he's tight," Warren grunts from behind, his rhythm relentless. “You like that, Beck? You like being stuffed full of alpha cock while Tansy watches?”
Their filthy words send a fresh wave of heat through me. I watch as Beck shudders between them, his body a willing vessel for their pleasure. It's so beautiful, so intimate, so utterly right.
I grind down on Cass, my movements becoming more desperate, more erratic. I can feel the change in him, the way his breath hitches, the way his hands tighten on my hips. His knot begins to swell, a thick, hard pressure at thebase of his cock that stretches me in a way that's both painful and exquisite.
"That's it, omega," he groans, his eyes locking with mine. “Grind down harder for me.” His voice drops to a low, guttural rasp. "Take that knot like a good girl."
My entire body lights up from the inside out, a current of pure electricity arcing through me at his words. The orgasm that was building low in my belly suddenly roars to life. It's no longer a gentle flutter but a tidal wave, a cresting, unstoppable force that threatens to pull me under.
My movements become frantic, my hips grinding down harder, chasing that explosive release only my alpha can give me.
And then the balloon of his knot pops into place.
Cass’s grip on my hips turns bruising, his fingers digging into my flesh as he takes control. With a deep, guttural groan, he thrusts up into me with a powerful, final snap of his hips. His knot pops into place, a thick, unyielding bulb that locks us together, sealing me to him. The feeling is so intense, so absolute, that it shatters what's left of my control. Pleasure erupts, and my vision goes white as a scream tears from my throat.
Cass comes with a hoarse shout, his hot release flooding me, and my body instantly responds. My own orgasm doubles, crashing through me, a blinding, all-consuming wave of pleasure that leaves me limp and breathless.
I collapse against his chest, my body boneless, my mind a blissed-out haze of contentment.
As I'm coming down, my body still pulsing with the aftershocks, I hear Beck let out a sharp, high-pitched cry. He's coming too, his body shuddering between Warren and Grason. The sweet, clean scent of his beta release fills the air, mingling with all our combinedaromas.
I lie there, panting, feeling so incredibly good.
Cass is still coming inside me, his hot release a steady, comforting pulse within my body. His knot is lodged deep, a thick, unyielding pressure that anchors me to him, to this moment. It feels like being home.
Through our bond, I can feel his satisfaction, his relief, his love, all mingling with my own blissed-out contentment. It's a perfect, complete feeling, and for a moment, I wonder how I ever lived without it.
I rest my cheek against Cass’s firm chest while I admire the rest of my pack.
Warren and Grason are still slowly thrusting into Beck's limp, sated body, their movements gentle now, a loving aftercare rather than a frantic rut. They're murmuring sweet words to him, their voices too low for me to hear, but the look on their faces says everything.
I watch them, my heart swelling with a love so fierce it almost hurts. And then, a thought, clear and undeniable, cuts through the haze.
I don't want to wait for my next heat. I want them. I want all of them.
Now.
"Mate me," I blurt out, my voice hoarse but clear. The slow, gentle thrusting on the other side of the nest stops, and all eyes turn to me. "I want both of you," I say, looking from Warren to Grason, my heart pounding with a sudden, desperate certainty. "I want both of you to mate me right now."
For a second, everyone goes still. The air in the nest freezes, thick with shock.
Everyone except Beck.
