Anya nods, bracing herself. I lean down, my mouth finding the spot on her neck where her pulse beats wildly. My canines have already descended, ready for the claiming bite. The taste of her skin on my tongue makes my cock harden to the point of pain.
She’s always been mine.
“On three,” I say. “One... two... Three.”
We bite down simultaneously. Anya screams, her back arching as five sets of alpha teeth pierce her skin in five different places.
“Oh god. It’s so intense. I’m coming. Oh god,” she moans, her eyes rolling back in ecstasy.
The taste of her blood floods my mouth, hot and sweet, carrying the essence of her unique omega scent directly into my bloodstream. The bond forms instantly, a golden thread stretching from my heart to hers, strong and unbreakable.
I release her neck, licking the small bite to soothe it, to seal our bond with my saliva. The other alphas do the same, theirfaces soft with wonder as they feel the magic of the mating bond take hold.
“Mate,” I whisper into her ear, following it with a gentle nip that makes her shiver. “You’re mine now. All of ours. Forever.”
She’s whimpering, tears streaming down her face, but even through her pain, I see the smile forming on her lips. She reaches for me, pulling my face down to hers, pressing her lips to mine in a kiss that steals my breath.
“The heat,” she says when we break apart, her voice shaking. “The pain...it’s too much. In my belly, and...” She blushes, unable to finish the sentence.
I nod, my hand moving to cup her between her legs, feeling the heat and wetness even through the fabric of her dress.
“You’re in full heat,” I confirm, my voice gruff with desire. “We will knot you immediately.”
Her eyes widen at my bluntness, but she doesn’t look away. Instead, she spreads her legs wider, and my cock hardens at her eagerness.
Lorenzo steps back, lifting her dress to bunch around her waist, exposing her naked lower body to the cool morning air. Her pussy is pink and swollen, slick, dripping from her inner lips to coat her thighs. Her clit peeks out from its hood, pink and begging for attention. I’ve never seen anything more beautiful.
“Lorenzo, Alaric, Marcus,” I say, my eyes never leaving the prize between Anya’s legs. “Circle. Keep watch.”
They move without question, shifting to their wolf forms with fluid grace, then spreading out to form a protective ring around us. Their golden eyes scan the tree line, alert for any threat.
Rex stays beside me, his breathing harsh as he stares atAnya’s exposed pussy. I can smell his arousal, sharp and musky, mingling with the sweet grape scent of our omega.
“She’s ready,” he says, his voice thick with need. “More than ready.”
I nod, running a hand through Anya’s tangled curls. “Rex is going to knot you,” I tell her, watching her face for any sign of reluctance. “I need to keep watch, make sure we’re safe. Is that okay?”
She looks between us, then nods, her cheeks flushing even darker. “Okay,” she whispers, then leans up to press a quick kiss to my lips. “I want to be knotted.”
My heart warms at her words. After everything she’s been through, she still trusts us. Still wants us.
“Now relax for Rex, he’s going to penetrate you here very soon and ease your heat.”
“You’ll keep me safe?” she asks, her voice small.
“I’ll keep you safe,” I promise, squeezing her hand. “And Rex will make you feel good. Very, very good.”
I position myself behind her, pulling her back against my chest, my arms around her waist, holding her right leg open for Rex. He kneels between her thighs, his cock already hard and leaking, the tip brushing against her slick entrance.
“Ready?” he asks, his green eyes meeting hers.
Anya nods, biting her lip. “Ready.”
Twenty-Two
REX
Anya’s pussy is dripping for me. Her slick entrance is fully covered in her honey.
