This love finally set me free.
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XANDER, ASHER, NITRO, FALLON, & KANE
XANDER.
I positioned myself above Lucy, feeling the weight of our bond like an expertly tailored riding jacket. I was a new man because of it. I’d never change back to the old me. It was impossible to do so.
Her body, now marked with our bites, lay quaking beneath me. Her pale skin was flushed with unchecked desire, and her metallic-specked eyes watched me with a level of trust that tightened something genetically rooted inside my core. This was more than sex, more than claiming. This was a commitment that would redefine all of us forever. We hadn’t planned it in advance, but naturally I’d moved to her first. And it was my duty to show both strength and care as I completed what our bites had begun.
"Are you ready?" I asked, my voice hardly recognizable to my own ears—rough and low with restraint.
I never held back, in anything I did. Yet, now, I felt like taking this next step forward was the most important thing I’d everdone. Which meant I couldn’t be rash. I couldn’t just be Xander of DemonX.
Lucy nodded, her silver-white hair spread across the dark pillows like moonlight spilling over midnight waters.God, that trust in her eyes nearly undid me!This woman—our Omega, our miracle—had endured more pain and isolation in her short life than most people would in ten lifetimes. Yet here she was, opening herself to us, offering her body, her heart, her future.
What was a man supposed to do with that? How was he supposed to be worthy?
Her legs parted further in silent invitation, the scent of her arousal rising to meet me—sweet lemonade and summer rain, intoxicating in its purity. I positioned myself at her entrance, feeling the slick heat of her against the tip of my cock. The restraint required not to thrust forward immediately, to bury myself in that welcoming warmth, was nearly more than I could bear. But I refused to hurt her. She needed to be wholly, unquestionably ready.
A half inch deeper.
A little more, probing her oh-so-delicious depths.
Then I paused. Giving Lucy and myself time to breathe.
Her eyes had widened. Her lips slightly parted.
So damn beautiful.
Around us, my brothers had arranged themselves like cardinal points—Asher at Lucy's head, his fingers gently combing through her silver strands; Nitro and Kane on either side, hands caressing her breasts, her stomach, her thighs; and Fallon at her feet, his elegant fingers wrapped around her ankles possessively.
I pressed forward again slowly, watching Lucy's face as I entered her, ready to stop at the first sign of discomfort. Instead, her eyes became impossibly large, her mouth dropping fully open to release a gasp of pleasure that sent a surge of satisfactionthrough my blood. My control crumbled, and I entered her heated womanhood without hesitation now, the silk of her body gripping me like a vise.
When I was fully seated within her, I paused a second time, giving her body time to adjust. Without a doubt, this was the final consideration I could manage; I had no power against the weight of my own desire now. Her inner channel conformed around me as if we belonged together, and we always had. Two pieces out of six. Something always missing up until this moment.
"Xander," she breathed.
Fuck, the way she said my name made me growl under my breath, scorching Alpha hunger racing through my veins.
The urge to move, to plunge in and out like a fucking freight train and claim her completely, was overwhelming. My muscles trembled with the effort of fighting my instincts. But this wasn't about my pleasure alone—this was about connection, about bonding, about showing Lucy exactly what it meant to be part of DemonX.
Not just death-defying stunts, not just adrenaline rushes, not just hardness and sharp edges.
We could be more. Weweremore.
Taking a deep, shuddering breath, I set a deliberate pace, each thrust measured and deep. Not exactly gentle—we were Alphas, after all, not inherently made for gentleness—but controlled, purposeful. My hands gripped her hips, fingers pressing into the soft flesh hard enough to leave marks that would fade by morning. Another temporary claim to complement the permanent ones we'd already left with our teeth.
"That's it," I encouraged as Lucy's body began to respond, her hips rising to meet each thrust. "Take what you need from me."
Around us, my brothers continued their focused worshiping, adding to Lucy's pleasure in ways I couldn't while focused on the rhythm of our joining. Nitro pinched one nipple, rolling the sensitive bud between his fingers until Lucy moaned. Kane mirrored the action on her other breast while his free hand slipped between our bodies to circle her clit with practiced precision. There was something about his hand shoved between us that spurred me onward. We’d been a pack forever, yet we’d never come together in this way—not even at our epic fuck parties.
Lucy was changing us.
She was changingeverything.
Asher bent to capture Lucy's mouth in an upside-down kiss, swallowing her moans and whimpers as the combined sensations of our touches built. Fallon's hands had moved from her ankles to her calves, massaging the muscles there with firm, sure strokes that traveled gradually higher up her legs.
