“I’m going to come,” Henry grunted, thrusting harder into my ass.
“Pull out so I can knot her,” Liam said, his voice strained.
Henry pulled out, his hot cum spraying my ass cheeks, and Liam pulled me down on his knot with one hard thrust. My mouth opened in a silent scream as another orgasm washed over me.
Bear’s cock slipped out of my mouth as my eyes fluttered closed. He cupped my face, pressing a tender kiss to my forehead. “Fuck, you are perfect, baby. Absolutely perfect.”
Henry lay down beside me, wrapping his fingers in my hair. He had a slightly stunned look in his eyes as he ran his fingers down my face. “Beautiful,” he murmured. I still couldn’t believe he was here, with a group of strangers and a needy omega, but he was taking it all in stride.
I wiggled on Liam’s knot, causing the alpha to grunt underneath me and dig his fingers into my hips. “You’re trouble,” he said, his eyes closing.
Everything in this moment felt complete as the three guys fell asleep around me, except for the pang in my chest reminding me of Gray’s absence. I kept glancing at the door, hoping he would walk through it. I thought he wanted to take care of me during my heat, but he must have changed his mind now that the others were here. I wasn’t his obligation anymore.
I closed my eyes, focusing on the feel of Liam’s knot inside me, the brush of Henry and Bear’s skin against mine. I had more in this moment than I ever thought possible. I needed to be happy with what I had instead of dwelling on what I was missing or feeling anxious about what came next. When I inevitably returned to my dark and empty house, I would at least carry this memory with me.
43
HENRY
Westin was magic. There was no other way to describe her.
Her silver hair was spread on the bedspread around her, giving her an ethereal quality as she slept. I couldn’t take my eyes off her, almost afraid that the moment I did, this whole dream would vanish.
The sun went down hours ago, a small lamp on the nightstand the only light in the room. I was exhausted after hours of travel. My flight from Sol had been delayed and my luggage lost, but none of that mattered the second I got Westin’s call. The entire drive back into the city, I’d been convinced I would show up and she would have changed her mind about me. Betas weren’t needed during heats, but Westin hadn’t treated me any differently from Liam and Bear, who were currently knocked out after our marathon day of sex. When I’d dreamed about pack life, I hadn’t given a lot of thought to the reality of being naked in front of a bunch of alphas. Especially strangers. But somehow, it felt so much more…naturalthan I would have imagined.
Westin’s eyes fluttered open, and she smiled softly when she found me watching her. She cupped my face, pulling me in for a soft kiss. I moved without second guessing myself, resting my body over hers.
“I want you inside me,” she murmured, running her lips down the stubble on my face. Her gaze was slightly unfocused as a result of her heat fog. Liam had filled me in that this heat wasn’t as intense as normal omega heats, but that she still might have moments where she was less lucid.
I rocked automatically against the cradle of her hips. I wanted to bury myself inside her more than anything, but hesitated. “You need a knot, gorgeous.” I hated that I couldn’t offer her one.
Her eyes locked fiercely with mine. God, it was heady to have her full attention on me.
“No, I want you.”
My insides sang with joy. She wantedme. “If you’re sure, gorgeous. But let me know if you need one of the others.” I pressed soft kisses down her face as she ran her fingers through my hair. The moment felt sweet and tender until she tightened the grip on my hair, the sting going straight to my rock-hard cock.
“Fuck me, Henry,” she demanded.
My cock dripped precum on her stomach at the sound of my name on her lips. I reached down and notched it at her entrance, slowly pressing in until I was inside her. I moaned and pressed my forehead to hers.
“I love the feel of your hot little cunt squeezing me so tight,” I said, punctuating my words with a hard thrust. “Are you going to be a good girl for me?”
I pulled back so I could see Westin’s face. Her pupils were dilated, and her lips were plump and swollen. She hesitated at my question before shaking her head.
“No?” I asked, furrowing my brow. “You’re not going to be my good girl?”
She shook her head, this time looking more confident. I gripped her thigh, pressing her leg towards her chest and spreading her wide.
“You’re going to be my bad girl?” My mind whirred as I tried to piece together what she wanted.
She nodded furiously. “Yes.” Her lips grazed the shell of my ear. “Tell me how bad I am.”
A thrill of excitement ran through me at what I thought she was asking me to do. I’d read some of my sister’s romance books with degradation and I didn’t know what it said about me that I found them fucking hot. I wanted to give Westin what she wanted but was terrified of doing something wrong. I opened my mouth, but then hesitated. The brightness in her eyes and the soft smile on her lips encouraged me to keep going. I circled her throat with my hand and pressed lightly on the sides. Her breaths sped up, her eyes flaring with arousal.
“That’s it,” I said. “My little slut.”
Her pussy fluttered around me at my words, spurring me on.
