A wave of warmth, little rivulets of molten fucking lava coursed through my veins, my insides twisting up, making me double over as I collapsed onto the bed. Ithurt. There was no way around it, and there was no amount of positive thinking that would make it go away. This was miserable, and I needed help. The cramps were overwhelming and made the ones I’d endured earlier look like child’s play.
“Bear!” Tears smeared across my face as I buried it in the comforting pillows and fabrics of my nest. “Chase! Oh God… Help!”
It wasn’t more than two seconds before their footsteps pounded on the floor as they rushed in. Hands found my sides, and the touch on my skin was both amazing and overwhelming.
“Oh God, you’re burning up.” In the back of my mind, I knew it was Bear, but it was his scent that truly anchored me, let me crack open my eyelids and ask for what I needed. Pumpkin bread. Sweet with that fruity hint. It was perfect.
It wasmine.
“Off.” I started pulling at my shirt, stretching the fabric as I shoved off my socks with my feet. “Get it off me.”
“Of course, honeybee,” Chase said, helping me with my clothing, ridding me of the horrible scratchy fabric so that I could finally breathe. The shirt went over my head as I did my best, focusing on the room around me.
Chase was kneeling in the nest on my right, and Bear was standing at the side of the bed, dropping my leggings to the floor. He wasn’t wearing a shirt, and I looked back at Chase, seeing that he was the same. They’d prepared. And circumstances be damned, they looked fucking hot as hell, their stares pinned to my heated skin.
“Damn, little omega,” Bear groaned, his eyes rolling back as he breathed hard through his nose. “Your scent. It’s so…”
He climbed onto the bed, dragging his nose up my extended leg, then all the way up my body until he was nuzzling into my neck.
“…good.”
A simple word, but it was the way he said it. Bear’s large hands roamed up my sides until one found my breast. I gasped, my head pitching backward to land on Chase’s chest. He chuckled, the sound rumbling through me, and took my other breast in his grip, rolling my nipple between his fingers. Their scents were nearly as strong as mine now, and I drank them in, utterly obsessed with the ginger and pumpkin bread that perfumed the air. It was all so much, and every pluck and teaseof my nipples went straight to my clit, dimming the ache inside me only slightly.
I neededmore.
“Ugh, touch me,please.” My voice was an unfamiliar whine, but I didn’t care. I was so desperate for their hands on me, for the fullness I instinctively knew would be the only thing to make the throbbing need inside me—the one that ached and clawed at me—back off. “I need you… It hurts…”
“No, honeybee. None of that for you. We’ve got you.” Chase danced his fingers down the plane of my stomach, reaching between my legs and finding my aching clit. “We’ve got you.”
Tingling lightning shot through me as Chase touched me, such profound pleasure easing the need that wouldn’t relent. I felt Bear on my other side as he dropped his lips to my collarbone, then my chest, and then down to my nipple. He sucked and swirled his tongue, my nerves going haywire, but still he didn’t stop there. Bear sank lower and lower until he was between my legs, leaning me against Chase as his mouth found my pussy.
“Oh!” Chase didn’t stop twirling his fingers over my clit as Bear’s tongue slid in and out of my entrance, my legs now over his shoulders.
It was all happening so fast, but I never wanted it to end. It was so good. It was the only good thing keeping me from the oppressive pain of the heat.
I wanted them both so badly.
A low growl rumbled out from across the room, and I cracked an eye open to find Spencer in the doorway. It feltveryfamiliar, except this time, as I looked at him, the glow in his dark eyes was undeniable, and the barest hint of a smirk liftedhis cheek. I couldn’t pull my eyes away as he grasped for his zipper, pulling it down before reaching into his pants.
There was something about him touching himself that was fucking hot. Spencer was watching me, his eyes glued to his pack mates tending to me. He wasn’t butting in or taking over. He was letting me have this—while he stroked his cock.
My pussy clamped down, and I came hard. Between the incredible sensations of Chase’s fingers and Bear’s tongue, the addition of Spencer touching himself was more than enough to push me over the edge. My eyes rolled back as euphoria washed over me, not a trace of the heat pain, and I writhed against Bear’s face as Chase flicked faster.
Another growl gritted out of Spencer, and I opened my eyes again to find him working that thick erection, slick pouring from me. He clenched his jaw so tight, then his eyes found mine, and I sucked in a shaky breath. Neither of us said anything, but somehow we both knew what was happening.
Spencer was going to stay right there while his pack mates knotted me through this wave of the heat. He was choosing to let them ease me into this because, when it was his turn, it was going to be something else.
Why was that so damn hot?
The bliss of my orgasm faded, however, and that horrible need came roaring back with a vengeance. Ineededthese alphas. I needed their knots inside me, or I was fairly certain that I was going to actually die.
I clawed at Bear, yanking him up so he knelt in front of me. “Knots. Now.”
“Little omega, are you sure you’re ready for?—”
“I saidnow.” Going for the waistband on Bear’s pants, I shoved it down, positively dripping as his erection sprang free. “Knot me. Both of you.”
“Who am I to deny such a wonderful omega?” Chase whispered in my ear, his hands going to my ass and lifting me so I leaned on him, his arms hooked under my legs, acting as a seat. His cock slid between my cheeks, and a moan oozed out of me, my eyes closing as I dropped my head back against his shoulder.
