I spin away from him, but he grabs me and pulls me back, grabs my throat from behind, and slides his arm up, pressing the bottle to my lips.
“Just a little mouthful,” he murmurs.
I open my mouth and take in the water, swallowing half the bottle in seconds. As soon as I try to break free of him, he lifts his arms and lets me go.
My nest is perfect. That thought settles in my brain, and then Elijah dims the lights, and it’s even more so. I can hear the sound of the ocean, but this is my warmth, my cave.
My mind relaxes its death grip on creating the perfect nest and turns to the alphas. I tremble as I go back to the bed. My movements feel sinuous, my mind fixed on their scents and the way they are watching me.
“Please?” I say. It’s supposed to come out like a plea, but it comes out like a sultry invitation.
Mack moves towards me first. “Are you ready, Omega? Are we allowed into your nest? Have you chosen us?”
“Yes,” I whine.
He strips off his clothes slowly and meticulously. Devon closes the nest door and leans against it while Elijah goes and sits on the armchair.
Mack is beautiful. He’s hard as well, and I find myself staring at the evidence of his growing knot. My plans disintegrate and reform as he kneels on the edge of the bed, reaching out to grab my ankle. He bends down and kisses the arch of my foot.
I don’t expect to feel it all through my body. I let out a whine and part my legs.
Yes, worship me.
“You are so sexy, Sofia, so incredibly beautiful.”
He kisses my ankle and moves closer. Work-rough fingers run up my leg, trailing over my knee, before he spreads them out and grips my thighs. Everywhere he touches tingles like a map of where he’s been.
“I need your knot,” I pant. “Now.”
“You can have it in a minute. I want to touch you, make you feel good, don’t you want that?”
I whimper and try to think about it, but I’m so hot, and I can’t seem to stay still.
“Yes,” I say, although I’m not overly sure what I’m agreeing to.
Mack lays down between my legs, wraps his arms under my thighs, and drags my pussy straight down onto his mouth.
I hiss, gripping the blanket and holding it so tight my fingers ache. I thrash my head from side to side as his tongue slowly traces my clit.
I lick my lips and taste salt, but under that is the taste of my alphas. Their scent is lingering on my skin.
All of a sudden, he pulls me tighter and licks from my pussy right up to my clit, where he sucks hard. I come almost instantly with no warning. All through my body, flutters of pleasure surge through me before fading.
Mack licks up my slick, refusing to stop, even though I whine and grind my pussy on his face.
He abruptly pulls back and crawls up my body. I wrap my arms around his neck and pull myself up, kissing him. I can taste myself on his lips. My pants get louder and my whines more shrill as I grind on his cock.
“Shh, I’m going to take care of you,” he murmurs. “You’re going to feel so good. We’re not going to leave you alone.”
That soothes some of the panic that I didn’t know I was feeling, but then his mouth is on mine, and we’re writhing against each other, almost frantic. I lift one leg to wrap around his hip.
He tastes like us, and every part of his body is hard and hot. I grab at his ass cheeks, dragging him up against me, clawing at his back, ignoring the hiss and his playful yet punishing nip to my jaw.
Mack is gentle when he thrusts into me. So gentle that even in my weirdly disjointed mind, I recognise it. The care he’s showing. It takes a while for him to work himself all the way in, and then he just lays on me, crushing me to the mattress and kissing me like I’m air.
The heat between us builds, turns frantic and frenzied. He starts moving, slow at first. and then with growing intensity.
He fucks me hard, but when I look past him, I see Elijah on his knees, his mouth wrapped around Devon’s cock.
