Chapter 45

Clover

The best way to get over a stressful situation was to shut off my brain, and what better way to do that than to get dicked down by three gorgeous men?

Hunter was already blissfully deep, and Logan was working his way in while I struggled to breathe past the pressure.

It took way more brain power than it should have to not simply let my eyes roll back and melt across Hunter.

Avery wouldn’t get an ounce of attention if I did that, and right now, he looked like a puppy being told to wait on a treat.

He cupped the back of my head, his thumb sweeping along my hair, and I used his hand to pull him in until he was kneeling where I could reach his cock.

Avery slipped between my lips with a groan from both of us.

This didn’t help my breathing situation, but it did give me a mini power trip over the way he shuddered.

His grip tightened on my hair, fingers shaking as I pulled off slowly and plunged down again.

I had seriously been missing out by not playing with packs before. The amount of reverent worship energy blasting in my direction was enough to give me a high.

I bathed in it.

A quick dig of my nails in Avery’s ass cheek gave him the permission he needed to take over. I kept myself upright, but that was about all I had the strength for as their cocks drove into my body.

Two at once in my pussy did have similar pressure to a knot, but the movement was what melted my brain. Every inch of me had to accommodate for more than usual, and I was pretty sure if one of them accidentally knotted me like this, I would pass out.

Each breath was infused with petrichor, sandalwood, and salt air, like I was standing oceanside when it was about to rain rather than being in my nest mid-rail.

One of them reached for my clit and my brain sparked. That bolt of pleasure tipped me over the edge and forced all three of them to a grinding halt as my pussy spasmed and I had to pull back to get a proper breath.

“Well, I know one sound I’m never going to forget,” Avery said with a cheeky smile. “Having a good time, angel?”

I nodded, still panting.

When I started to recover, I unlatched my nails from Hunter’s chest, rubbing my fingertips over the half-moon grooves I’d left behind. “Sorry.”

“Princess, you can leave whatever marks you want until you’re ready to put a bond mark on me.”

I shivered at those words. I’d already bitten Logan and Avery. They thrummed in my chest, a cozy constant of desire and protectiveness.

“What if I was ready for that right now?”

Hunter looked absolutely gobsmacked. “You are? It’s not too soon after something stressful?”

“I go by vibes, not what anyone would consider appropriate timing. I’m lust-drunk enough to know how much I want you, but not so much that getting double-dicked down is affecting my judgment.”

He purred, rising to meet my mouth, kissing me like he was determined to brand his taste on my lips.

“Is that a yes?”

“It’s a fuck yes.” Hunter tipped his head to the side, and I sank my teeth into his skin, setting off both him and Logan, until it was my turn to fall apart as Hunter returned the bite and he flared to life in the bond.

His warmth sat bright and gentle in my chest alongside the others, right where he belonged.

Logan recovered first and planted a kiss on my shoulder. “Ready for more, mama?”

“Yep.”

Logan made a liar out of me a second later when he and Hunter moved as one. The feral sound I made as my pussy spasmed and gushed slick was quickly silenced by Avery’s cock. The three of them balanced my weight, alleviating me of the burden of keeping any part of my brain powered on.

I drifted in a haze of pleasure. Not a single other sensation was perceived. Just them.

They carried me up and over so many times I lost count, and when they laid me down in the nest after they had filled me up or poured down my throat, I had all the consistency of a jellyfish on the sand.

Hunter nuzzled my throat. “I love seeing my mark right here.”

I purred, unable to form words to answer. Instead, I tipped my head to give him better access. Hunter laid a line of kisses over my skin. I couldn’t make myself think about the complexities of a life here, but for the moment, it was really nice to know they all wanted to keep me.

I closed my eyes and let myself sink into sleep surrounded by them.

I peeled myself out of the nest late the next morning, my alphas still asleep around me. I poured myself a glass of juice and called my dads to let them know I’d bonded Hunter and to update them on the car situation.

“Hey, peanut. Let me get the others,” Poppy said, the first to answer the house phone I usually only called when I wanted to talk to everyone at once. “Okay, we’re all here. What’s up?”

“Hey, Daddies. Do you want the good news or bad news first?”

“Get the bad out of the way,” Pappa decided for them.

They probably asked a dozen times if I was all right as I explained the whole vandalism bullshit and promised that the guys were going to take care of me and I’d be much more careful going forward.

“What’s the good news?” Poppy asked. “I think we need it.”

“I bonded Hunter yesterday. I’m officially a three-alpha omega.”

“That’s amazing, Clover, we’re so happy you’re comfortable there,” Dad told me. “Are you sticking to three? What about Parker?”

“I don’t think I’m there with him yet.”

“In that case,” said Poppy, “we should talk to you about him.”

Dread pooled in my stomach. “Did something happen?”

“Nothing bad,” Dad assured me. “Well…it was certainly helpful, at least, even if it was a bit of a blow to our egos.”

I blinked, confused. “You’re going to have to explain a little more than that.”

“You remember we remortgaged twice to help the company stay afloat?” Pappa asked.

“Yeah, why?”

“Parker paid it off. The house is totally ours again.”

“He offered to invest in our company, too,” Poppy told me, “but we needed some time to think on that part.”

“I don’t understand. Why would Parker do that? You guys just went along with it?”

Poppy laughed gently. “He’s a persuasive guy.

He said you inspired him to help where he saw need, and it was hard to argue with him wanting to make sure you never lost your childhood home.

If he invests, we can hire more people, take more time off to see you and our grandbaby when they make an appearance. ”

“It was a little fucking pretentious to offer us his family’s private jet for visits,” said Dad, but I could hear the smile in his tone. “He’s already got us spoiled with first class, and now a jet? But again, hard to argue if it means we can see you whenever we want.”

I absorbed every word, trying to make sense of it. Why hadn’t he told me? It was probably pocket change to him, but not to us.

What I really wanted to know was what it meant to him.

“Those guys are crazy about you,” Poppy said. “Even with the initial uncertainty, we could see it. Talked about it pretty much every day, to be honest. Parker, too, but I think he’s a bit slower on the uptake in that regard.”

It took me two tries to get out the word. “Really?”

“I’d bet our house on it,” Dad grumbled.

“I was pretty set on not liking him at the start, but he’s trying.

I talked to him a little while after seeing the finished cradle.

He confessed he’d been feeling like he was pushed into the deep end and no one was willing to throw him a life preserver. So I gave him one.”

My breathing had shallowed as he spoke. “How so?”

“Talked to him like I would if he was my own kid. I guess he is now, technically.” Sentimentality slipped easily into his tone.

“It’s hard to be the only dissenting voice in a group, especially when you’re worried about people you love leaving you behind.

He might’ve been dissenting for stupid reasons to us, but I understand him better now, and I get why he was worried about his pack.

We know you’re trustworthy. He doesn’t, and he loves the others enough to cause friction trying to protect them. ”

“I think I should go talk to him too,” I said, still trying to process.

“I would say that’s a good idea,” Poppy said gently. “We support you, whatever you decide.”

“I appreciate that. I’ll talk to you later. Love you.”

“Love you, too, peanut,” they chorused.

Parker and I needed to have a serious conversation, and ready or not, that was happening now.

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