Chapter 68
sixty-eight
CILLIAN
The first trace of my wife peeks through Briar’s features just as the stars come out.
She shifts between us, cuddling into Rhys. Her lips curve slyly when he hums and snuggles her harder. I smile, watching from my mound of pillows as her eyes open, looking clearer than they have in days.
She finds me watching her. “Mmm, alpha.” She yawns and blinks, then widens her dazzling grin. Reaching her hand out and wiggling her fingers. “Here.”
I nearly chuckle at her demanding tone. Briar’s Omega has been nothing but a perfect, sweet girl all week.
I’ve missed my sharp little wife, but the combination of the two is particularly adorable.
Especially when I don’t move immediately and she whines, giving me puppy-dog eyes that feel a bit like a trap.
Smart, funny girl.
She can trap me any time.
Sure enough, the second I move closer, she rolls over Rhys and tackles me with a squeal. Her joy lights up my chest, sending a wash of relief through my bones.
Fuck, I really missed my wife.
Her heat has been incredible. Working with my packmates as a team, providing for her every need. It all gave me a deep sense of satisfaction and renewed my purpose as their pack leader. I can’t wait to do it again; next time, hopefully, with bonds.
Rhys huffs awake just in time to witness our mate flattening me into the mattress. He grins, too, kicking Dane’s side lightly to rouse the snoring giant. “She’s awake.”
Dane opens his eyes immediately. “Is she ready?”
I cup Briar’s face, but she just keeps licking the side of my neck. Sliding one hand lower, I fist her heart lock, tugging hard enough to get her attention. A wash of dark cherry perfume sweeps into the air as she pulls back, flashing me half-lidded siren’s eyes.
I nuzzle her nose, staring into the thin green irises edging their way back in. Some of her attitude ebbs, a beseeching look seeping over her features. Pleading just the way I like.
“Yeah?” I rumble, unable to resist kissing her softly. “Is it time, omega? You want us to bite you?”
She nods frantically, without a stitch of grace. Meaning her sweet Omega has pushed back to the surface.
It’s perfect. I want them both here for this. So they both know how much I adore her.
“Right now?” I tease.
“Yes, alpha,” she breathes. “Want you. Please.” She turns to find her other mates, stretching her hand out to them. “All of you.”
A new kind of urgency snaps through my veins. I reposition her so she’s facing outward, collaring her while my packmates take turns kissing her. Our hands slide over her body, Rhys teasing her pussy while Dane rubs her sides and my empty palm finds her pink-tipped tit.
Instincts clamor inside me. Certainty swells at my center.
“She’s ready,” I rasp, nestling my face into her crown. “Choose your places.”
Dane surprises me, reaching low to cup her mound. “Right here,” he rumbles. “Where I marked her the first time.”
Briar tilts her hips up, pressing her pussy into his touch. With a grumble, Rhys moves aside and Dane takes position between her legs. His purr deepens as he laps at her wet slit. Teasing her with small bites and soft kisses.
Rhys uses the opportunity to slide lower, moving to the outside of her left thigh. “Here,” he decides. His light eyes glow as she focuses on his spot, tracing a line where she normally wears her garter. And her knife.
Memories of her, kneeling in that horrible yellow nest, fisting a blade, resurface. A fierce rush of pride swarms my chest, rising to block my throat as I hold Briar’s.
“My claim will be right here,” I announce, brushing the place below her pulse. Where the warm golden links of my chain wreath her neck. Our gazes meet as I add my final vow.
“Forever.”
Briar whines and shifts, begging me wordlessly. Dane grips her hips, lifting her so I can slide into place beneath her. She cries out as he sinks her onto my waiting cock.
Fucking hell. It doesn’t matter how many times I have her. She always feels like pure heaven when I push in again.
Briar tosses her head, her silken hair cascading over my shoulder and down my back.
I wrap it around my fist, tilting her neck to the side while I set her pace with my other hand on her waist. Dane goes back to work, paying no mind to the fact that his sucking licks have our mate gushing slick all over my knot.
Rhys opens his mouth, scraping his teeth along the outside of her creamy thigh. Daring me to wait another minute.
Jesus, we really are a feral pack.
And as Briar moans in delight, her eyes sparkling, I suddenly want to grin.
It’s a good thing our omega prefers beasts.
She proves as much when she starts to climax, her pussy pulling my knot in with an earth-shattering pop. Squeezing me as she locks us together. Keening as I bark, “Now.”
My teeth hit the side of her throat before I even finish the word. Breaking through the thin skin as my cock jets fiercely into her depths. My knot expands, knocking the breath from both of us just before Briar’s two other alphas lunge.