"Made for this. Made for us."
"Never letting you go."
The pleasure built. Not just in my body—in the bonds themselves. I felt all of them through the connections. Stone's wild desperation. James's steady devotion. Neal's tender care. Cal's grounding calm. Cole's fierce protectiveness.
And they felt me.
They felt the heat reaching its peak, felt the pressure building toward something monumental. The bonds were tightening, weaving together into something unbreakable.
"We need to bite her." Cole's voice cut through the haze. He'd pulled back from my mouth, his eyes locked on mine. "To seal this. All of us. At the same time."
Cole's hand found my throat, as he pulled out, his thumb pressing gently against my pulse. "Lumi. Do you understand what this means?"
"Yes." I barely recognized my own voice. "Do it."
"Once we bite, there's no going back. The Omega bond become permanent." His eyes searched mine. "Are you sure?"
"I've never been more sure of anything."
The rhythm intensified.
Stone's hips snapped up, driving deep. James matched him thrust for thrust, the two of them filling me in tandem. My hands moved faster on Neal and Cal. Cole's cock nudged at my lips and I took him back into my mouth, sucking hard.
The peak was coming. I could feel it building like a wave about to crash—bigger than anything before, bigger than I thought I could survive. Cal and Neal came over my chest, Cole down my throat.
Cole gritted out. "When she comes. All of us together."
The wave crested.
I shattered.
The orgasm ripped through me, and in the same moment, five sets of teeth sank into my flesh.
Stone at the base of my neck. James on my shoulder. Neal and Cal on my wrists. Cole on the on my other shoulder.
I screamed.
The pain was blinding—white-hot agony that should have torn me apart. But underneath the pain was something else. Something golden and vast and eternal. The bonds snapped into place, weaving together into an unbreakable chain.
I felt them all. Not just echoes of emotion, but complete connection. Stone's wildness becoming my wildness. James's strength becoming my strength. Neal's compassion, Cal's steadiness, Cole's protectiveness—all of it pouring into me,mixing with my own essence until I couldn't tell where I ended and they began.
Pack.
The word resonated through every cell of my body.
Pack. Mine. Complete.
The men released me one by one, their teeth retracting, their tongues lapping at the wounds they'd made. I was trembling—from pleasure, from pain, from the sheer overwhelming magnitude of what had just happened.
And then I saw their eyes.
Stone lifted his head first. His irises were still gold, but now there was something else. A second ring around his pupils, darker than the rest, perfectly defined. The mark of an Omega-bonded wolf.
James had it too. And Neal. And Cal. And Cole.
All of them marked. All of them mine.
"It worked," Cole breathed. "The bonds are complete."
