Page 23 of Petals & Promises

Vili hugged me tightly, kissing my temple. “This why we have pack. It takes us all to look after each other. As for that moment between us, not matter how it end, I treasure the feeling of being with you.” Picking up the second smoothie, he opened the bottle and offered it to me. “Now we prepare so we can make many more memories together and have no fear.”

Chuckling, I took the drink and sipped it a little more slowly. This one was a blend of tropical fruit that was an explosion of exotic flavors in my mouth. “Yes, this time everything will be different, and I get to explore all the things I never had a chance to discover.”

“Yes, kitten, there are many things we want to teach you,” Vili murmured as he started to purr and let his hands cup my breasts. “Many things to try.”

Shivering, I arched into his touch as he flicked my nipples, working them into peaks, begging to be given attention. “I think I’ve had enough to eat,” I decided, unable to keep my other pressing needs at bay.

“Is that so,” Vili commented as he pulled my hips back so I could feel his hard dick pressing against my ass. “Then you won’t mind if I pull these.”

I wasn’t sure what he was talking about at first until what was left of my bikini top fell off, and my bottoms were held on by my legs clenched together.

“This makes things easier… nothing should keep you from us,” he reasoned before standing and pulling me to my feet, shedding the last of my swimsuit. “So perfect you are, my kitten. Now be good girl and swim to your waiting Alphas,” Vili instructed with a sharp swat on my ass, urging me into action.

Diving into the water, I swam as quickly as I could, knowing what awaited me once I stepped back into the bungalow. No longer would I be the rejected Omega, forced into life alone and unwanted. Within the walls of this tropical nest were the people I was meant to share my life with, to plan for forever, and to trust with the pieces of my beautifully broken heart.

Emerging from the water, I climbed the steps, head held high, shoulders back, fully embracing the power of owning my sexuality. Hell, I was an Omega, a being genetically wired to have a high sex drive to match that of their Alphas, who were created to fit with me perfectly. Today was when everything changed, and the six of us became a true family connected in the most intimate act of bonding. With each mark given and received, a window to the soul would be created, allowing the partners to feel what they feel with no words needed. Once a bond is created, there were no more secrets between an Alpha and their Omega.

Entering the bedroom side of the bungalow, I locked eyes with Ulysses first, drawn to the primal scent pouring off him. Much like the effects of an Omega’s perfume, the musk an Alpha in rut created was like crack. One moment he was across the room, then the next, he was right in front of me, scooping me up in his arms. I wrapped my arms around his neck, curling my fingers in his hair as he devoured my mouth. Two fingers thrust into my aching pussy from behind, causing me to moan in delight. Finally, I was going to be filled, giving my pussy something to cling to. All too soon, those fingers were removed as my back connected with a wall, making me squeak in surprise.

“I wanted our first time to be sweet and gentle like you deserve, Rosie, but I need you,” Lysse managed to explain as he used the wall to hold me up while he positioned his cock at my entrance. “Don’t worry. I promise to make it up to you over and over again until I’m sure you’ve forgiven me.”

Not waiting for an answer, Ulysses shoved me down on his cock, thrusting the whole thing into me at once. I cried out, digging my nails into his skin as my body erupted with pleasure. “Finally,” I gasped. “I finally have you inside me after so many years of dreaming about this moment.”

That information only seemed to add fuel to the blaze that was already burning in my Alpha. He growled so deeply it caused his cock to vibrate inside me, causing my eyes to roll back at the euphoric feeling. Then Lysse began to move, thrusting into me as if he wanted to split me in half. I could feel the wood of the wall scraping along my back, but I didn’t give a fuck. All that mattered was the feeling of this man pounding my pussy and not giving a damn what my heart rate was.

“Goddammit, Rosie, you feel so good. I knew you would be… this is incredible,” Ulysses praised as he pulled me tightly to his chest, holding me as he snapped his hips, thrusting deeply into me.

I nuzzled my face against his neck, getting drunk off his scent to the point I was licking his skin, hoping it would taste like chocolate. Frustrated that what my nose was telling me and his taste didn’t match, I decided that further action must be taken. Latching my mouth on his neck, I bit down hard, sending a shockwave from the strongest climax I’d ever experienced through my body as I tasted the faintest tang of blood. Ulysses let out a roar as he dropped to his knees, clutching my head to his neck as I licked the wound I’d created.

“Holy fucking shit,” Lysse panted. “I was not expecting the bond to pack such a punch. You just had to make the first move this time, didn’t you, Rosie?”

Realization of what I’d just done crashed through me as I released my hold on him. “Lysse, I’m so sorry.”

Ulysses relaxed his arms so I could see his face. The expression I found was a mix of adoration, love, and awe as his eyes welled up with tears. “Don’t you fucking dare apologize for claiming me as your Alpha, Bailey-Rose. You have given me the most amazing gift I’ll ever be able to receive.” Cupping my face with his hands, he kissed me tenderly. I could feel every emotion in it as if it were my own. “Now, it’s my turn to return the favor, but I think we should move this to the bed just to be safe. I nearly dropped you.”

Without pulling out, Ulysses rose and cuddled me close as he stepped to the bed, laying me on my back. “I hope you don’t mind, but I want to watch your face as I mark you.”

Hearing him say something like that shouldn’t make me blush, but it did. Biting my lip, I nodded, pulling him down to kiss me as he started to fuck me again. The frenzy had dissipated slightly, giving Lysse more control over his actions. This Alpha of mine wasn’t holding back, but he was more deliberate in his movements as he started to purr. Vibrations deep inside me teased places I never knew existed, setting off fireworks under my skin. Breaking our kiss, I tossed my head back, crying out in nonsensical words and sounds, trying to convey just how good this was feeling.

Then, for a split second, everything stopped, and my world exploded, revealing I’d been living in a muted state of being. Colors were brighter, sounds were clear as a bell, every touch to my skin was mind-blowing, and I knew I’d never be alone in my life ever again. Just as fast as the moment happened, it was over, but a new energy hummed in my chest that tethered me to Ulysses. Now I understood why he cried after I marked him because the sensation of being his was overwhelming in the best way.

“Mine,” Ulysses stated as he released my breast where he’d decided to leave his mark, the same place he almost claimed out on the raft. “My perfect Omega,” he mumbled, running his tongue over the mark, which had me coming instantly.

As my pussy clenched, I realized Ulysses had knotted me, but I’d been lost in the bond to notice. Even his warm breath over the mark had me twitching and spasming around his knot. Even though he was locked to me, he managed to rock into me, hitting all the perfect places to keep me on edge.

“More,” I croaked. “I want to feel more.”

Ulysses’ eyes dilated at my request. “Whatever my sweet Omega desires, her Alpha will provide.”

Seconds later, I was screaming and writhing as Ulysses sucked on my nipple and his mark while sliding two fingers between us to rub my clit at the same time. There was nothing my body could process but pure pleasure that was almost on the cusp of being too much. A brush of emotions through my connection to Lysse swirled around my blissed-out brain.

Adoration.

Disbelief.

Gratitude.

Unconditional love and devotion were what Ulysses was feeling in this moment.