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Leith moves in on his knees beside her. Finn and Leith lean in and start kissing, tongues sliding together while Finn’s hand wraps around Leith’s thick cock, stroking him.

I settle between her spread thighs, kissing and sucking at her soaked pussy, licking up every drop of her slick like I’m starving. Piers is at her chest, hands and mouth devouring her tits, sucking hard on her nipples until she arches and whimpers around Finn’s cock.

The nest is pure filth and perfection.

Cammie’s lost in it. Sucking Finn while he strokes Leith, moaning as I eat her out and Piers works her breasts. Her body is trembling, hips rolling against my tongue, surrounded and claimed by all four of us.

I seal my mouth over her clit and suck hard, feeling the exact moment she tips. There’s a sudden flood of slick, while her thighs clamp around my head and then release and then clamp again with every pulse. She comes in vanilla-lavender waves, each one wetter than the last. I groan and lap up as much as I can, licking and sucking greedily while her thighs tremble around my head.

When I finally pull back, breathing hard, Leith leans over without breaking his kiss with Finn. He scoops up a handful of her slick from where it’s dripping down her thighs and reaches around to work it into Finn’s tight hole, fingering him open.

Cammie’s lips slip from Finn’s cock with a smacking sound. She sits up, eyes wild, and carefully guides Finn onto all fours right beside us. She doesn’t need words anymore; we can all feel exactly what she wants through the bond.

Leith lines up, cock slick with her arousal, and slides into Finn in one hard thrust. Finn moans, long and low. The look of pure bliss that flashes across Cammie’s face is devastating. Her eyes light up with raw, hungry desire as she watches her two quiet alphas together.

She turns to me, shoving my chest until I fall back onto the mattress. Then she’s straddling me, sinking down onto my cock in one fast, greedy motion. She’s scorching and slicker than she’s been all heat.

“Goddamn, sugar,” I groan, hands flying to her hips as I buck into her, desperate for more.

Piers gathers her slick and works it into her tight little ass with his fingers while she grinds on me. Her eyes never leave Finn and Leith. She leans forward, kissing Leith deep and filthy while he fucks Finn, all while curling her fingers into Finn’s hair and tugging his head back so he has no choice but to look at her. As if he’d ever want to look anywhere else.

Piers lines his cock up with her ass and slowly pushes in, stretching her open around us both. The sound she makes is pure omega bliss.

I’m buried deep in her pussy, Piers is deep in her ass, and she’s watching Leith fuck Finn like she’s in a trance. Her eyes never leave them. She keeps one hand tangled in Finn’s hair. Her mouth is everywhere she can reach on Leith. Kissing his shoulder, biting his tattooed chest, licking his jaw like she can’t get enough of her two quiet alphas together. Finn’s hand is wrapped around his own cock, stroking himself in time with Leith’s thrusts.

It’s too much. I feel her start to come again, clenching hard around me and Piers. Piers growls and slams his knot deep into her ass at the same time I lock mine into her pussy. The double pressure from both sides makes her clench so hard around me that I see white for a second. She screams into Leith's shoulder.

Leith snarls and buries himself deep in Finn, coming with a roar. Finn follows right behind, spilling over his own fist while staring straight into Cammie’s eyes.

All five of us come together. Our scents explode and bind in the air until the entire room smells like pure pack. Like us.

I’m gasping for air, fucking spent, every muscle trembling.

Cammie turns those glassy, heat-drunk eyes to me. For a second, she just looks at me. Soft, sated, and so fucking beautiful it hurts. Then she collapses forward, cuddling tight against my chest.

Her breathing evens out almost immediately. She’s asleep. I wrap my arms around her, knot still locked deep, and press a kiss to the top of her head.

Finn

I’m tucked between Leith and Cammie, her soft, warm curves curled against my chest while Leith’s heavy arm drapes over us both. The nest is quiet except for the slow, even breathing of my pack.

I keep replaying that last moment. The way her omega had looked at Leith and me with those wild, hungry eyes, entirely undone by the sight of us together. How her face had lit up with pure, animalistic joy when Leith kissed her while he was buried inside me. I can still feel the echo of it through the bond, bright and certain, which matters most.

There was a time I wasn’t sure I would be enough for her. That maybe she’d only ever truly need Piers and Beck because they are her scent matches. But I see it so clearly now. In the way she reaches for me. In the way she looks at Leith and me together. In the way the bond feels when we’re all touching.

She is my perfect omega. And we are enough.

She stirs after nearly six hours of deep sleep. When her eyes finally lift to mine, they’re clear again. The deep black of her dilated pupils is gone and her bright, familiar blue is looking back at me.

“Hey, baby,” I whisper, careful not to wake the others. Even Beck is finally out, sprawled on his back and snoring softly.

“Hey,” she whispers back. She stretches slowly and lets out a quiet groan.

“Sore?” I ask.

“You have no idea.”

I smile, my own body aching in ways I didn’t know were possible. “I have some idea.”