His Alpha has fully taken over, but he still has the strength to pull away from me.
“What?” he whispers.
“I love you,” I repeat, louder this time. “I love you, and I need you to knot me.”
With a low, hungry growl, he swoops me into his arms, and before I can blink, I’m back in my nest, lying on my back as leans over me.
“I love you, too,” he whispers, peppering kisses down my throat. “I love you, so much.”
Another voice fills the room, accompanied by a familiar sharp apple scent. “Did I miss the love confession?” Ivan stands in the doorway, forehead damp and with amused dark eyes. His inner Alpha is out, watching hungrily while Logan sits above me. My sleep shirt has ridden up, exposing my upper thighs and slick core, and his gaze falls to it. Ivan licks his lips, then sighs deeply.
“I want you here while he takes me,” I rasp. “I want all of us in bed together.”
And as Ivan joins us, the mating bond with Fang begins to ache. I still sense him everywhere, feel him in the dull throb of my mating gland, but I need himhere.
There’s more than enough space for the four of us, and before I can call out to him, Fang is back in the bedroom.
My inner Omega sighs in relief.
“I’m here, baby,” he promises. “I can’t be far from you for long. It aches.”
Ivan is to the left of me and Logan, while Fang is to my right. Logan stays sitting above me, watching me with hungry eyes, while the two other Alphas lie back.
“You’re saving the best for last, huh?” Ivan says, chuckling.
Ivan has been here the longest. He’s been my best friend through it all, supportive of every step I’ve taken to get to where I am.
He helped me find my pack. He encouraged it, even when I was too nervous to initiate it myself.
I wish I could say those words to him, but my pussy is aching for attention, and my inner Omega is longing for Logan’s knot.
I’m surprised I can process anything right now besides my arousal.
“You’re beautiful,” Logan whispers, his gaze fully on me. He quickly pulls of his white undershirt, exposing his toned chest with a light dusting of brown hair leading up from his navel.
I whimper, squeezing my thighs together for relief.
Logan looks at me reverently, like he can’t believe what he’s seeing.
There’s a look of awe on his face mixed with lust, and it’s so overwhelming that I have to close my eyes.
Finally, blessedly, he begins to touch me thoroughly. His fingers gently skim down my slit, and his breathing grows ragged.
“I don’t…can you…” he groans when he finds my clit with a shaky touch, “I want to watch you take me. I want you on top.”
My eyes snap open, and even in his feral Alpha state, that shy vulnerability is still there.
“Yes, sweetheart,” Ivan adds, his voice thick with want, “you would look so pretty that way.”
And within a few moments, Logan is naked underneath me, his pants discarded on the floor. I straddle him, my breathing heavy, while three sets of eyes look up at me.
Ivan smirking, Fang smiling, and Logan slack jawed and in awe.
“Look at you,” Fang breathes. “So beautiful, so powerful. All of us underneath you, the way it should be.”
Logan’s cock pushes against my slit, his thick cockhead brushing against my clit. I grind against him, smearing my wetness all over his length, and he hisses and grips my hips, looking pained.
“You’re so wet,” he groans. “Fuck.”
