Once Upon A Pack (Royalverse #1)

Chapter 58

fifty-eight

The last shred of our angelic mate vanishes into a wild-eyed omega. I watch her consciousness blink offline, the last band of blue around her blown pupils blurring into the darkness.

My Alpha snaps forward, practically pawing the ground. This is his mate—and he wants her.

The second Ivy hears my low purr stutter into a growl, sparks ignite in her unfocused gaze. She scrambles from Dair’s lap, kneeling between his knees, spreading her legs, and whining sharply as she reaches toward our pack alpha.

Asher moves immediately, shuffling across the mattress. We were all so worried about how Ivy would feel in the makeshift nest, but she doesn’t seem to mind it very much. Or even notice. Any concerns I had evaporate when she opens her mouth.

“Alpha, now !”

A beat of shock ripples through the room. Asher recovers quickly, presenting her with his hard cock and knot, raising an eyebrow. “Hmm. Is this what you want, princess?”

Ivy snarls . The sound connects with the desperate desire pulsing through my veins, kicking my blood up to a boil. When my scent reaches her, she moans and tosses her hair back, pivoting to show me her fluttering pussy and the glorious slick pouring from it.

Holy fuck —is she presenting ? For me ?

It’s typically the privilege of the pack alpha to decide who knots an omega first during their heat. But I barely manage to hold myself back long enough to flick a look at Asher.

He half-smirks, the expression split between amusement and impatience. “It’s fine. It’s good ,” he grits. “She wants you first, Bast. And she gets whatever she wants.”

Really, Asher has always been this sort of leader—selfless and completely lacking in ego. He shares his power so readily, never hoarding any of it or asserting himself over the rest of us.

The fact that he still isn’t doing that now, here?

We’re goddamn lucky to have him at the head of our pack.

The prince hums to Ivy, cupping her chin and bringing his cock to her lips. She sucks it into her mouth like she needs the taste of him to live. He sloughs out a breath, tipping his head back.

The sight of him touching her, our omega’s scent, and her starved moan… My hips snap forward, plunging me straight into her sweet pussy.

Good. Holy. God .

Her body gels and tightens at the same time. Slippery, smooth, and snug enough to strangle. The heat of her envelopes my cock, the fluttering depths tugging at my swollen head with every pulse.

A high-pitched sound vibrates around Asher’s cock, and he groans. Her perfume brightens—so sweet and heavenly, my mind blurs into a haze.

I rut her harder, and she lifts her ass higher, an answering whine begging for more. My balls slap at her clit until they’re dripping. She grinds herself into my knot, gliding her lips up Asher’s dick and plummeting back onto it with every thrust of my body into hers.

Dair kneels at her side, fisting her hair and skimming his other hand over her spine. “You look so pretty when you’re taking two cocks, little dove. Are you going to take their cum, too? Swallow every last drop your alpha gives you? Let Bast blast this gorgeous cunt?”

Ivy moans over Asher while her pussy clamps around my cock. We both snarl. Our omega reaches a hand back, grasping Dair’s forearm and trying to maneuver him.

Asher’s eyes gleam with understanding. “She wants to suck you off, too,” he rasps, shifting to make room for our packmate. “Give her your cock so she can take both.”

Dair obeys with a vicious curse, kneeling beside Asher and holding his cock out for Ivy. Pure delight fills her face as she lunges for it. Rapture replaces her excitement when his flavor hits her tongue.

His fingers weave deeper into her light hair, guiding her. “Fuck, baby. You like the way my cock tastes? Is it as good as Asher’s?”

Her body answers before she does, squeezing me in wet spasms that tear a ragged groan out of my chest. Dair’s dark gaze glitters. “Yeah? How about having us in your mouth at the same time?”

Fucking hell , the sound she makes. Her perfume .

Jesus .

I might not live through this.

I could already be dead, for all I know. This is basically heaven.

Ivy opens her mouth, tossing each of the guys an expectant, exasperated look that would definitely make me laugh under ordinary circumstances. As it is, the demanding edge to her expression has my balls tingling.

I remember how scared her Omega seemed the first time I eased her through a spike. But now? Gazing up at Prince Asher Everhart with all sorts of “well? I’m waiting ” in her foggy eyes…

Who knew I had the ability to be insanely proud while fighting for my fucking life ?

Asher brings himself back to her mouth. She hums, pussy clamping around my cock while she laps at both of them in turn. They hold still, letting her tongue slip between their heads.

After a moment, she gets frustrated, trying to taste them both at the same time, bucking back into my steady drives with a new sort of urgency. Her perfume takes on a distinct edge of desperation.

Another cramp . I purr, churning my hips in circles so she can feel the thickness inside her rub all the quivering muscles clutching me.

Asher strokes her cheek in a comforting gesture. Dair’s dark eyes soften into smoldering coals. He uses the hair at her nape to guide her head back, his free hand— oh, shit —grabbing both their cocks, lining the first third of each up and shoving them into her waiting mouth.

Ivy gasps and whines, the sound muffled in her throat as Asher’s touch slides down to her neck. He’s more gentle than Dair, but the effect is the same. Our girl clenches around me in earth-shattering squeezes. Milking my cock the same way Dair works the two cocks she’s sucking.

Ivy’s hazy eyes zero in on Dair and Asher’s knots. She reaches for the prince’s first, kneading with her fingers before rebalancing her weight and lifting her other hand to Dair’s.

Someone groans, and someone else growls. Drool and slick dribble onto her favorite blanket, her scent bursting through the room in a golden deluge of pure sugar.

Fuck.

FUCK .

“Gonna come so hard in this gorgeous cunt,” I pant. “Fill this sweet pussy with everything I have and give you my knot.”

She keens as her body responds, tugging me deeper. Until my knot finally— finally —pops into the buzzing ring of muscle spasming for the swell.

“Ivy— shit ?—”

She screams as she flies over the edge, clamping around me in a slick vise of pure ecstasy. Pleasure snaps down my spine, burrowing into my lower abdomen and bottoming out in the knot that expands to fill her. Hot liquid shoots up my shaft, the flood jetting into the whirlpool of wet perfection cradling my cock.

I come with a roar that echoes back at me as the guys go off. They overfill her mouth, sending a mixture of pearly seed dripping down her chin. Asher murmurs to her in a soothing tone, tenderly gathering the excess on his fingers and bringing it up to her lips. Ivy hums, content to lap them clean.

I bend to drop kisses along her spine, wrapping an arm around her waist when I feel her tremble. The shivers send a new wave of tingles over my cock and knot. “You feel so fucking perfect, angel,” I gasp. “Such a good omega, taking all that alpha cum.”

Ivy arches into my praise. I bury my face against her nape, arranging us in a spooning position before tipping onto our sides.

Later, when her heat has passed, there will be time for me to cuddle her and stay knotted all night. But an alpha’s biology responds to omegas in heat with certain changes. Right now, my knot will only hold us together for a couple of minutes to keep her pain at bay. Then, when she needs more, everything will unlock.

My chest hurts at the thought, but Ivy whimpers, nestling back into my warmth. I close my eyes and nuzzle her bare shoulder, telling her how much I love her. How beautiful she is. That I’ve never felt anything better or truer than I do right now.