“I want to go all the way,” Destiny replied without hesitation. “Let’s make it official. It feels right. Everything is perfect.”
“Christmas miracle,” Alexander murmured, his sapphire eyes alight with joy.
Hunter’s eyes darkened, his demeanor changing instantly to something more predatory, as if she’d unleashed him with her words. “Xander will take you to prep. Strictly business, Pet, so don’t get any ideas. Make it quick.”
Destiny swallowed hard, her body humming with the weight of his command. She followed Xander through his bedroom and into the adjoining bathroom, barely noticing the rich dark blues and vibrant golds of his surprisingly tidy space. Heeding Hunter’s warning to behave himself, he showed her everything she needed without any of his usual shenanigans.
It’d been a while since anyone had fucked her ass, but she knew how to prepare. It wasn’t long before she returned to the main room. It was empty, but Hunter’s bedroom door was open, and she could hear low voices coming from inside.
This was it. This was the moment her life changed forever. If she walked into that room, she would emerge mated. She’d be the future queen of Avondale.
Destiny paused. In all her pondering and perseverating, she’d never really thought about becoming queen. She wanted a life that was slower, quieter, and realer. Could she have that as royalty?
Destiny thought over the past few days, and how she’d seen Queen Raina and her kings governing Avondale. They obviously had plenty of responsibilities, of which she’d only seen a fraction, but they’d never seemed bothered or stressed. Between the five of them, everything seemed to get done and their people were happy. They carried the weight together.
Just like Destiny would with Pack Stepanov. They could do this together. With Hunter’s shrewdness, Greyson’s strategic thinking, Alexander’s charming altruism, and her interpersonal skills, they could be a strong team. Theywouldbe a strong team.
Destiny exhaled, peace and certainty settling over her. Her alphas were waiting for her. She walked into Hunter’s room.
His magnolia and patchouli scent permeated the air, and somehow matched perfectly with the décor. It was all dark wood and deep greens, with tasteful art pieces that celebrated both his southern American roots and Chinese heritage. It was warm and understated and so very him.
But Destiny didn’t have much time to focus on Hunter’s room, because a much more interesting sight awaited her. Alexander, Greyson, and Hunter stood at the foot of Hunter’s bed.
Completely naked.
Chapter nineteen
Hunter
Hunter watched Destiny’s eyes widen as her gaze roamed over their naked bodies. The desire in her eyes made his cock harden further. He could smell her arousal, her peppermint, cinnamon, and ginger scent growing increasingly thick and inviting.
The pack had discussed how to approach this while Destiny was readying herself. Typically, Hunter took the lead during their sexual activities, but this would be their first time together. As pack leader, it was only right for Xander to take charge this time. They would keep it simple and save the real kinks for later. Like tomorrow, when they’d rut her on every surface of the packhouse.
Already, Hunter’s teeth ached with the urge to bite and claim. He’d wanted to bite her the moment she’d said yes. His instincts had been clamoring for it for days. And now it was here.
Xander stepped forward, closing the distance between him and Destiny in a few long strides. Hunter saw her lips part and her breath quicken. The scent of her arousal threatened to overwhelm him. Every fiber of his being was focused on his omega, eager to please her, rut her, cover her in his cum and scent until there was no doubt left that she was his.
“Omega, do you accept us as your alphas and trust us to take care of you?” Xander asked, his voice rich and deep with alpha command. Destiny trembled beneath the weight of it. “Do you trust us to protect and please you?”
Destiny’s gorgeous green eyes looked up at Xander without a hint of her usual sass. Then she bared her throat is submission. Hunter had never seen anything so beautiful.
“Yes, alpha,” she replied, her voice low and husky with need.
Xander pulled her to him, gripping the back of her neck as he kissed her. It was a slow, deep kiss that made Hunter’s cock twitch. The air was thick with pheromones and the scent of pack. It was perfect.
Xander broke the kiss, steadying her when she swayed on her feet. “I’m going to undress you now. Greyson, help me get our omega out of these pesky clothes.”
Even in this serious moment, Xander’s blue eyes danced with mischief. He couldn’t help it, the damn brat. That look always made Hunter want to stuff his smart mouth full of cock.
But that could wait until tomorrow because right now Grey and Xander were stripping their omega and every inch of skin they revealed was more inviting than the last. When she finally stood completely bare before them, Hunter wanted to fall at her feet. He’d never seen anything so perfect.
Her breasts were full, her nipples firm and begging for attention. It was clear that her busy performing schedule kept her in shape. She was curvy but toned. Hunter’s gaze traveled over those glorious breasts, down her smooth stomach, acrossher broad hips, and over the thin strip of hair on her mound. Her pussy was waxed and glistening invitingly. As he stared, another gush of slick ran down her thick thighs and she squirmed, obviously aroused by their attention.
“You are absolutely perfect,” Greyson breathed, speaking for all of them. “My god, Star. How the hell did we get so lucky?”
Destiny smiled and a little of that familiar sauciness entered her gaze. “I guess it’s the Christmas miracle you all keep whispering about,” she teased. Her eyes raked over them again, lingering on their rigid cocks. “You’re not so bad yourselves.”
Xander took her face in his hands, staring intently into her eyes. “You’re sure this is what you want?”
