I snorted. “As if you had a hard time finding me when my scent drew you a fucking map.”
A sharp sting on my ass made me jump. He’d spanked me. Not hard. Just enough to make me moan again. “That’s true, but now I get to feel your anticipation. Your adrenaline and fear.” Closer, softer. “And you’ll feel the way hunting you makes me hard.”
We shuddered together as his knot shrank and released me. I was no longer a human Omega. I was a puddle of sweat and sex and still wanted everything.
“Second position, Trinity.”
I obeyed without even thinking. Hands laced behind my head, breasts pushed forward, knees apart. Both their cum and mine leaked out of me, and they could all see it. I couldn’t pinpoint who growled, but thefocusfrom all my bonded Alphas was enough to send a thrill down my spine and harden my nipples.
Theo sank to his knees in front of me and ran a knuckle over one of those nipples before lifting it to raise my chin. “I’m going to decorate you for my own pleasure,” he said. “So when you’re kneeling for me, I can see the way I’ve made you mine. What do you say to that?”
My eyes fluttered, struggling to stay open with the intensity. “Yes, Sir.”
“Beautiful,” he whispered. “Don’t move.”
Leaning in, he placed his mouth directly between the top of my breasts, in the center of my chest, and bit. I swayed on my knees. All five of them in my chest felt like heaven. We were always meant to be bonded this way, and the universe had simply been waiting for it.
Theo felt calm and strong and steady. Power that ran deep. Like an iceberg, where most of it lived beneath the surface.
“Seems like a good time to check in on your training.” He smiled as he pulled me forward and down, cradling my jaw with his hand and taking my mouth. His cock was solong. Not the thickest, but if he wanted me to take all of him, he had the furthest to go.
In and all the way down. I managed to hold on almost the whole way before I jerked, body trying to pull back. He didn’t let me.
“Mmm, that’s gorgeous, sweetheart.” He held me still as he thrust a little deeper, pushing me further than I thought I could go. “You’vebeen following your training so well, soon you’ll have my balls pressed against your chin. And then I’ll train you how to hold your breath the way I can. So I can fuck your throat as long as I want.”
He thrust one more time before pulling me off his cock. I gasped for air, heaving breath and feeling as glowy as a neon light. The simplest of joys: to have done something well and made him happy. I loved it. I lovedhim.
Theo shifted to lean back against the wall of the nest, stroking his cock as he did so. “Ride me.”
Yes. Please. I crawled to him and slid down onto him, letting my head fall back. His length made the piercing at the end of his cock hit a place no one else could reach. Glorious, delicious, flaring pleasure.
This was so much more than subspace. I existed in a haze of nothing but heat and them. My Alphas.Mine. I would never be alone again because they owned me, and we belonged to each other.
Theo gripped my hips and took control, pounding upward into me until I was crying out with every driving thrust. The orgasm rose like a golden wave, crashing over me and crushing me against Theo. I melted.
The world settled around me, and this time I knew for sure—I was safe. And I needed so much more.
CHAPTER SIXTY-TWO
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BASTIAN
If someone had told me years ago that I would love watching someone sleep, I wouldn’t have believed them.
But I loved watching Trinity sleep.
Two more rounds of sex and she was passed out on the cushions, buried in several blankets, with Theo behind her, dozing. Especially now that we were bonded. There was no sensation from her as she slept, and yet I still felt different. A piece of me had been traded, and I didn’t want it back, because the piece of her I now held was precious.
“Aiden,” Brooks said. “Stay with her? She’s going to need food and maybe her meds. I want to make her something.”
Logan scrubbed a hand over his face. “Mom has been calling for hours. I should take care of that before she and Cecil decide to come over here and break down the door.”
I stood. “I’ll feed the cat.”
We left the nest quietly, heading to the kitchen.
“About a million and one missed calls,” Logan said under his breath. “Heads up, I’m putting it on speaker.”
