More moans escaped us both as I grabbed his hips and started pushing up against his rocking. His knot was hitting the spot I needed most just right, pulling more doubt, fear, and anxiety out of me, and replacing it with hope, belonging, and desire.
I wanted this. I wanted them all. They were mine. This pack was mine, and I belonged to this pack.
“I’m going to come again,” I whispered as another climax quickly climbed inside me. This one felt different, like I was ready to shed my skin and become a new person. Who would I be after I broke here?
“I’m nearly there,” he gasped before grabbing my hips and thrusting hard into me.
With a few final thrusts, the motion broke us both as he let out a cry of pleasure, burying his head in my pillow, his body shuddering against mine. The force of this release felt as though it tore parts of my soul to shreds and re-stitched the fabric of my being. The hesitation was gone, and all that was left was Demetrius and me.
We both held each other tightly as more ripples of pleasure washed over us, before finally surrendering in the end.Collapsing against the bed, he rolled to the side, pulling me close to his chest and softly kissing the side of my neck.
“My beautiful mate, that was amazing,” he whispered, snuggling his head into the crook of my neck.
“My god,” I softly laughed back, enjoying the warm embrace of my mate.
As I lay snuggled in his arms, my mind kept exploring my feelings towards being an omega. Why was I still resisting them? They were my pack, I was made just for them, and they were mine to cherish and love. Why would I want anything else? Was I ready to finally admit that? Every night could be like tonight with all four of them.
My fingers traced lazy circles on his arm that held me, loving the safe and caring embrace of Demetrius as he gently tucked me closer against his body. Within less than a minute, the soft sounds of sleep quietly sounded from him as I continued to ponder over everything. I didn’t want to let this go.
Chapter sixteen
No Longer Lonely
Lukas
A quiet peacefulness hovered in the air throughout Ivy’s tiny apartment as I stirred awake. I found myself in a pile of blankets, surrounded by Isaac and Preston. Demetrius sat at the kitchen table, sipping a cup of tea. The shower was running in the background, most likely Ivy.
Standing up from the blanket pile, I stretched my arms and legs out, walking over to join Dem. A bowl of fruit sat on the table along with a few bagels, and though my stomach was hungry, I was mostly content to just sit and relax with him.
“I don’t make breakfast as well as Preston does,” Dem chuckled a bit as I took the chair next to him. He seemed more relaxed this morning, and something smelled different about him…was that her scent? It was all over him.
My eyes narrowed as I tilted my head curiously at him. “Seriously? When?”
“Middle of the night,” he replied, taking a sip of his tea.
“And?” I asked, taking in a deep breath.
“Did not disappoint,” he softly replied as his finger traced the rim of his cup. His eyes flicked over to me. “She’s timid about knotting, just fyi. We didn’t do that.”
“Oh my god, that’s right,” I quietly gasped, arousal waking up in my body. It seemed to always be there these days. “We could eventually be knotting with her.” I leaned back against my chair and ran my hands through my hair. “Is it me, or does this keep getting better and better for us? I’m waiting to wake up from this glorious dream.”
Demetrius silently nodded his head. Knotting was an alpha’s dream. The lock of an omega was said to feel amazing for an alpha. I just couldn’t believe my luck.
Isaac and Preston slowly stirred awake while Demetrius and I sat and drank tea, shifting our conversation to various plans for the weekend. Once Preston got up on his feet and joined us, he scoffed at Dem’s breakfast before rummaging around in the fridge for more food.
Eventually, Ivy left the bathroom and joined us, all fresh and changed for the day. She looked slightly tired but happy. A little blush formed on her cheeks every time her eyes traveled to Dem. I would definitely need her to blush for me soon.
Breakfast proceeded as we joked about the weekend, teasing Ivy a bit about her blanket pile, and making plans for potential dates next week. Once breakfast was complete, the four of us stood up, ready to head back to the packhouse.
This was the part I always hated, and it was getting harder and harder to do each day. We each kissed Ivy goodbye as we made our way to the door. A heaviness hung in my heart knowing I was leaving her behind yet again.
As Preston opened the front door, though, a bitter scent filled the air, causing us all to pause as my mind grew with concern. Ivy’s sweet scent had turned foul very quickly.
I turned around to see Ivy’s face full of concern as she stood before us, wringing her hands.
“Ivy? What’s wrong?”
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