When she finally collapses, panting, I lift my head and ask, “Good?”
She laughs breathlessly. “You need to ask? After that?”
“Want to make sure.” I kiss the insides of her thighs.
Her expression softens, eyes warm as she raises a soft hand to run her delicate fingers through my hair. “I’m good, handsome. Very good.”
Something in my chest loosens. My wolf settles, fucking blissed out.
Our omega is pleased. That’s all that fucking matters in the world.
I move up her body to position myself at her entrance. I’m still hard…been hard since I first scented her…and I need to be inside her again.
But slower this time. Wanna fucking savor my mate.
“Going to fuck you now,” I tell her., whispering into her ear. “Slow. Deep. Going to make you feel every inch.”
“Yes…” she pants, spreading her legs wider. “Please…”
I push inside slowly, watching her beautiful face as she takes me. Big brown eyes widening, the elegant wings of her nostrils flaring, her abused lips falling open on a silent cry of ecstasy… She’s so tight still, even after everything. Her cunt grips me like she never wants to let go.
“Fuck,” I groan when I’m fully seated. “Perfect. You’re so fucking perfect.”
Callum moves to her head and lifts it into his lap. “Open, sweetheart.”
She obeys, taking the head of his cock into her mouth while I start moving inside her.
Arkan positions himself next to her, guiding her hand to his shaft.
And fuck, the sight of it. Our omega on her back, with my cock spreading her juicy cunt, Callum’s thickness in her mouth, his heavy pole sliding in and out, stretching her full lips, Arkan’s fucking her fist, spurting precum at each passage. All three of us touching her, claiming her, worshipping her. Her moans, the way she writhes between us, grips on to us… Fuck…
I pull almost all the way out before sliding back in. Deep, with powerful strokes that make her moan around Callum’s cock.
“That’s it,” I murmur. “Take us all, little one. Show us how well you fit your pack.”
She’s trying to suck Callum, stroke Arkan, and meet my thrusts. But she’s overwhelmed, losing her rhythm, just taking what we give her.
Callum’s hand is gentle in her hair. “Just feel. Let us take care of you.”
I pick up my pace, harder. Each thrust makes her big tits bounce, makes her cry louder, squeeze my cock more intensely, suck harder, jerk more frantically.
“I’m gonna knot you again, sweetheart,” I snarl. “Fill you up. Keep you fucking full of us.”
Hilda whimpers, her free hand reaching for me. I take it and lace our fingers together. Loving the feel of her skin on mine, the tightness of her grip.
My knot starts to swell and I drive it home. She comes around it, clenching and sobbing, and that triggers the rest of us.
Callum groans, flooding her mouth. I stare fascinated as Hilda’s throat works around his spurts. Trying to swallow everything, but there’s just too much. She gasps and coughs but doesn’t let go, drool and cum leaking from the corners of her mouth. Arkan spills over her hand and stomach in thick, creamy jets she keeps rubbing up and down his fat cock. And I pump her full of my seed again, my knot swollen tight inside her pussy.
We collapse in a tangle on the hide…me still inside her, Callum and Arkan at her sides.
My knot starts to soften but I don’t pull out yet. Just hold her, surrounded by my brothers, all of us tangled together in front of the fire.
This is pack. This is home. This is everything my wolf has been searching for.
Our omega. Our mate.Ours.
And we’re never letting her go.
