“It’s so much,” she admits, her voice small and vulnerable. “I’ve never felt it this strong before. Is something wrong with me?”
“Nothing’s wrong,” I assure her quickly. “You’re perfect.”
“That’s because you’ve never been with your true scent matches during a heat before,” Jasper explains as he steps out of the shower to grab thick, fluffy towels from the warming rack mounted on the wall. “Meeting your real mates, forming these bonds, it builds up that connection exponentially. It’s completely normal.”
I switch off both showerheads and grab a towel for myself, quickly drying off.
Mason and Slater work together to dry Anita off carefully, their touches reverent and gentle despite the obvious urgency thrumming through all of us, making the air thick with tension.
I head into the bedroom, quickly running the towel through my hair, then toss it carelessly onto the velvet couch and start preparing the bed for what’s coming.
I push all the decorative pillows onto the floor in a pile. Strip away the heavy down comforter and the throw blanket. The bed underneath has specialized waterproof protectors under the fitted sheet—designed specifically for Omega heats, easyto clean, designed to handle massive amounts of slick without soaking through to the mattress.
I flop down in the center of the massive bed, stretching out, waiting for my princess, my body already aching fiercely to be inside her again.
Slater carries her out of the bathroom, and she’s flushed everywhere—her face, her neck, her chest, even her thighs. Her pupils are so wide that her eyes look almost black. And she’s so fucking beautiful all desperate and horny like this.
“There’s our girl,” I say with a wide grin, patting the bed beside me. “Come here. Let us take care of you the way you deserve.”
He lays her next to me in the center of the huge bed, and all four of us surround her, our hands everywhere at once, touching and stroking and worshipping.
“I need…” she starts but can’t seem to finish the thought coherently.
“We know what you need,” Mason says, kissing her left shoulder with tenderness. “We’ve got you. We’ll always have you.”
“All of you?” she asks breathlessly, her eyes moving between us with hope and fear. “Can I have all of you at once? Is that even possible?”
“Anything you want,” Jasper promises immediately.
“But first, Mason and I need to mark you properly. Slater and Jasper already left their claiming bites, and during your heat, it’s a lot more satisfying for all if we mark you as well. May we?”
Mason’s mouth hovers over the junction of her neck and shoulder on the left side, moving in close, while Jasper and Slater sit back.
“Please,” she whimpers, tilting her head to give him better access. “Make me yours.”
His teeth sink in decisively, and she cries out, but it’s from pleasure, not pain. Her whole body arches up off the bed dramatically.
When he releases her, licking the wound gently to soothe it, I move to her right side.
“My turn,” I say, unable to keep the excitement out of my voice. “Ready for me, gorgeous?”
She nods frantically, already turning her head to expose her neck.
I bite down on the right side, mirroring Mason’s mark exactly, and the moment my teeth break through her skin, I feel this incredible rush of emotion and sensation flooding through me. Her pleasure and love become mine. We’re connected in a way I never imagined possible, this invisible thread tying us together permanently.
When I release her, licking away the small drops of blood, she’s shaking violently all over, and her need has intensified exponentially to the point where she almost looks like she’s in pain.
“All of you,” she gasps desperately, grabbing at whoever is closest. “Don’t make me wait another second. I can’t…”
“Of course,” Slater states, his voice calm and commanding. “Dylan, you take underneath. I’ll take front standing position. Jasper, you’re over top. Mason, you’re in front for her mouth.”
“Got it,” I say, already moving into position.
“Sounds good,” Jasper agrees.
“On it,” Mason confirms.
We position ourselves quickly but carefully, moving with the ease of people who’ve worked together for years even though we’ve never done anything remotely like this before. Mason and I share women all the time, but all four at once… this is new.
