Cam helped me lean forward, supporting me as my arms shook. The movement caused my clit to rub against Theo’s knot again, and it was enough to unleash the orgasm I’d been trying to hold off. I came with a cry as the orgasm ripped through me. It felt endless, the waves of pleasure taking my breath away. Theo tugged at my nipple, sucking hard as I came again.
“Naughty little omega,” Cam growled, his hold the only thing keeping me from collapsing onto Theo’s chest. “Coming without permission.”
I whimpered, his growl shooting straight to my clit. Cam gripped my face and pulled me in for a hot kiss. The angle wasn’t quite right, but I didn’t care. I needed all my alphas to touch me, to take whatever they wanted because I could trust them to keep me safe.
Ben wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me back against his chest, which was vibrating with a purr. The change in position sent electricity through me, and my head thrashed back and forth.
“Shh,” he said, cupping the front of my throat. “You were naughty, coming without Cam’s cock in that sweet little mouth. You’re going to take all your alphas, be filled with us. Because you’re made for us. Ours, forever.” His words were hot against my ear and another gush of slick burst from me.
“Open up, baby girl,” Cam commanded. His hands cupped my jaw, his touch a tender contrast to his gruff command.
I leaned down and his cock slipped into my mouth. I moaned with pleasure as I swirled my tongue around his tip, sucking off the precum. He tasted so good and I wanted more. He swore as his hips flexed, pushing him deeper.
Ben groaned, pressing his face against my hair. “I’m not going to last much longer.”
“Me either,” Theo gasped.
Their scents swirled around me, thick and heavy with arousal. I felt high—not the giggly, altered state I’d been in earlier, but like I’d shifted to another plane of existence that belonged just to us.
“Come one more time for me, gorgeous,” Ben said, playing with my clit. It didn’t take much before my pussy clenched with pleasure. Theo roared, releasing his hot cum inside me, followed quickly by Ben, who slipped out of my ass right as Theo pulled me down on his knot. I felt the hot spray of Ben’s cum on my ass cheeks and seconds later, Cam released in my mouth, his cum spilling down my chest. I collapsed onto Theo’s chest, unable to move or speak even as his knot brought me to orgasm again.
“That was the best experience of my life,” Ben said, his voice filled with what could only be described as wonder. His hands cupped my ass, and I realized he was rubbing his cum into my skin. I would have complained if I’d had the energy, but I let him be ridiculously possessive for now.
Heat surrounded me as Cam and Ben lay down on either side of us.
“That was…” I attempted to form words but none came.
My chest was full of love and my brain was blissfully free of thoughts. I let loose a small, happy laugh instead, hoping it conveyed enough. I stroked Theo’s chest, then Cam’s, then threaded Ben’s leg between mine so I could snuggle closer into his chest.
Their warm bodies formed a wall around me, protecting me, keeping me safe, and for a moment I believed I was untouchable.
ChapterTwenty-Five
Ben
Ihummed as I pulled the cardamom buns out of the oven for tomorrow’s breakfast, still buzzing off last night’s high. It was just after eight in the evening and I wondered if there was any chance of an encore tonight. I hadn’t been exaggerating when I said it had been the hottest experience of my life. To be fair, my top ten hottest experiences were all ones I’d had with Josie.
I groaned, bracing my hands on the counter. I was getting hard just remembering how it felt to slide inside her, the way she’d clenched around me, the soft little moans she made. She hadn’t even complained when I’d gone full territorial alpha and rubbed my cum into her skin—something I’d never had the urge to do before, but it felt so right in the moment. I’d gotten twitchy when Cam and Theo insisted on washing her off last night. I wanted to cover her with my scent again.
Warm arms wrapped around my waist and I leaned back, breathing in Josie’s cupcake scent. There was nothing better on earth. She nuzzled into my back, squeezing me tighter. I tugged at her hands so I could spin around and face her. Josie’s cheeks were beautifully flushed and my hands went to the bare skin on her back. She was wearing a sports bra and leggings, and a thrill of happiness went through me at how much more comfortable she was showing her body around us.
The conversation we’d had weeks ago stuck with me. I’d decided to cut back on workouts, using that time to create new recipes in the kitchen. My body had already lost a hint of the definition it had before—probably not enough for anyone else to notice yet, but still. When I started to feel self-conscious about it, I’d focus on Josie—her love, her trust, her everything. If she didn’t mind me being softer, maybe it would be okay. Maybe just beingmewas enough.
“How was self-defense with Cam?” I asked, peppering her face with kisses until she giggled.
“He acts like I’m going to break,” she said, rolling her eyes with a huff. “And he kept letting me win.”
I grinned, remembering what a hard-ass Cam had been as an army officer. Now look at him—completely wrapped around our omega’s finger.
“Theo was just as bad. He kept reading aloud from some articles he found online on disabling a larger opponent, but it was just stressing us out.” She opened her mouth as if to say something more but then hesitated. I ran my hand down her face, raising my brows in question.
“I miss self-defense class. Mostly, I miss spending time with my friends,” she confessed, not quite meeting my eyes.
My heart clenched. Cam wanted to practice self-defense with her, and we all thought it was a good idea. But it couldn’t replace what she’d had with her friends. I hated that we couldn’t give her everything she needed right now.
“I’m sorry, precious. Things will be safer soon.” I internally rolled my eyes at my half-baked platitudes.
She hummed, obviously sensing the hollowness in my words. None of us could guarantee that, and I hated it. I squeezed her tighter and cleared my throat, wanting to change the subject to something that would make her smile.
