I breathed heavily, unable to move or speak. After a few minutes, Gray moved us so we were on our sides. His arms were tight around me as he buried his face in my hair. “Fuck, you’re amazing,” he breathed.
Every small movement shifted his knot deeper inside me, and I loved it. There was something so intimate about being knotted, and I wished I could take both of theirs at the same time. The idea sent a thrill through me and I decided I needed to research if it was possible.
Liam lay down in front of me with a satisfied expression on his face. He grinned at how messy his cum was on my skin, dragging one finger through the release on my breast and bringing it to my mouth. I eagerly sucked on his finger, savoring his sweet taste.
“Good girl,” he said, moving closer so his chest was pressed against mine.
Gray’s hand curled around my hip, shifting it so it was slung over Liam’s leg. I whimpered as the change in position tugged on Gray’s knot, which showed no sign of going down anytime soon.
“That was twelve, by my count,” Gray said.
“I wasn’t sure if it was twelve or thirteen,” Liam said. “One of them just kept going.”
My brain took a moment to catch up. “You were keeping a count of my orgasms?” I giggled.
“We had something to prove, apparently,” Gray said, thrusting his knot deeper inside me.
“Ten times,” Liam scoffed. “Fucking amateurs.”
I pressed my smile to his chest. “See, isn’t this so much better than fighting?”
“I think she sounds way too proud of herself for manipulating us,” Gray said.
“We can always punish her again,” Liam said, his fingers digging into my still-sore ass cheeks. I inhaled sharply. I didn’t think I could take any more tonight. Liam’s eyes softened and he winked at me. “But then again, she was a very good girl for us.”
Gray chuckled, twining his fingers in my hair. He used his grip to tilt my head back so our eyes met. “She definitely was.”
“I only had to manipulate you because you two were being stubborn,” I pouted.
“You’re right. I’m sorry, kitten,” Liam said, kissing my forehead.
“I’m sorry, too,” Gray said. “We’ll be better going forward.”
“Does this mean you’re friends now?” I asked, biting my lip. I didn’t just want my guys to get along. I wanted all of us to be close… like a family was supposed to be.
There was a long pause and I tensed.
“Shh,” Liam said. “Don’t stress, pretty girl. We’re… friends.”
He said the word like it caused him physical pain and I couldn’t stop myself from laughing. “You said that like you’re under duress.”
“Iamfucking under duress,” Liam growled. “Being asked questions while I’m pressed against your naked body is the fucking definition of duress.”
I arched, pressing my nipples against him to add to the torture.
“What about you?” I asked Gray, reaching back so I could trail my fingers across his beard.
“You know I can’t resist giving you what you want, princess,” he said. “We’re friends.”
“It will be easier for our alphas to chill the fuck out now that we’ve established a hierarchy,” Liam said.
I raised a brow. “Oh?”
Gray chuckled. “Yes, and it should have been obvious all along. Our omega is in charge.”
I grinned, wiggling my ass against him while I pulled Liam in for a sloppy kiss.
I knew things wouldn’t change overnight. They needed time to trust each other, but a warmth settled in my chest that they were trying. My first chemo loomed over me, and I wished I could stop time so tomorrow would never come. But I also felt hopeful about our future as a pack as I lay there, pressed between two of my alphas.
