So many hands, mouths, tongues that when a second finger thrusts inside me, I’m already so close to coming.
“She’s sucking my fingers so tightly. She’s going to milk our knots for days.” Luc’s filthy words, the way he talks about me like I’m not even there, push me even closer.
“You need more, don’t you, omega?” Fingers still inside, he shifts, and suddenly, the tip of a cock is wedgedbeneath them. “Need my cock? Need me to rut you into this nest—”
I’m empty.
His touch ripped away.
There’s a thump, then sharp snarls rumble the room.
The person kissing me stops, their head snapping up, allowing me to see it’s Sylvan who’s been stealing my sounds.
But now he’s the opposite of a starving alpha. He scowls, teeth bared, eyes locked on something at the bottom of the nest.
I push up onto my elbows, and the sight douses me in flames.
Val and Luc, fighting.
Not play fighting, not like the time I found them rolling on the floor in Kai’s bedroom.
There’s blood on Luc’s face, Val’s lip looks split, and the air hums with a violent buzz. Braced on their hands and knees, they glare, muscles tense, gnashing their jaws, preparing to pounce on each other again.
In the low light of the room, their teeth glint, and I realise they’re edged in something. Is that the bite guard? It might stop them from being able to bite me fully, but it makes their canines appear longer, and right now, they look downright feral.
And I want them.
So badly.
I whine softly. Their eyes snap to me. Black. Hungry. Locked.
They lunge—
I’m dragged back by Sylvan, his chin hooking over my shoulder as a loud, warning growl rumbles out of him.
The twins stop. Then snarl back twice as loud.
And I’m so aroused by their possessiveness, I can barely think.
When I look to Kaiden for guidance, he’s merely observing. Body tense, prepared, but otherwise composed. I realise he’s letting their alphas work it out. Besides his role as pack alpha, there’s no other hierarchy. They’ve never had to consider the dynamics of sharing an omega, especially in heat.
Because I’m their first.
And now, they’re in a rut. Because of me. Their instincts have taken over. The need to fuck, knot, and come overrides everything else, because they’re that desperate to have me.
Right now, Kaiden watches, waiting, ready to step in. But he’s not the only one who can help...
I shift my hips, grinding back against Sylvan. His growl stutters out, nose slipping down to nudge my jaw, the cool metal of his teeth grazing my throat.
I hold out a hand as he rocks into me, his grip firm on my waist as I beckon the twins.
“Please, alphas,” I whisper, and every alpha in the room groans. “I want you. All of you. Together.”
Val snaps out first, shuffling to me on his knees, taking my hand and placing kisses all along my arm.
“Sorry, omega.” His words caress my skin as his brother comes to my other side, head falling to my throat and inhaling.
“You just look and smell and taste so fucking good,” Luc groans, finishing Val’s apology. “Sorry. We’ll do better.” He kisses the arch between my neck and shoulder, while Sylvan kisses the other side.
