Chapter 46 Faye #2
I feel Cole next. Our bond is the easiest to detect.
It’s strong, like a steady pulse that travels through every tenet of my being.
He’s so proud to have a complete pack. I work him with my hand, learning that this is all he’s ever wanted–the Silverwood Pack bound.
Let yourself go, alpha, I think. Cole always takes care of everyone else, now it’s his turn.
I pump his cock more vigorously, desperate to release all the pent-up desire building inside him, eager to take his knot next, after he allows Ren to have his moment.
Behind me, Laz’s energy is like a constant buzz.
He spanks my ass playfully as he thrusts.
Not only does that enhance the ecstasy saturating every inch of me, but I also feel his appreciation for my body, his exhilaration, and his gratitude.
He’s more insecure than he lets on. Despite his light-hearted approach to life, he wants to make sure I know that he’s all in.
“Honeybee, your ass feels so fucking tight,” Laz groans. “I’ve never felt my knot swell so big.”
His knot is so large that it can’t fit inside me, pulsing against my ass. The way it jitters and twitches almost tickles.
I moan around Damon, hoping to let Laz know that while I can’t take his knot, I’m ready to take everything else he can give. I wiggle my hips, showing how much I love him filling me.
Beneath me, Ren is my steadying force. I’m glad it’s his knot I took first. After battling insecurities for so long, Ren needs to feel like my first choice. Right now, I can tell that he’s starting to believe it. He can feel how turned-on I am by my dirty bookish alpha.
“I’m gonna give you my knot, baby,” Ren’s husky murmur makes slick gush from me in preparation.
He inflates, and I cry out, momentarily detaching myself from Damon to take a deep breath while Ren locks in place.
“Fuck, yes!” I rock my hips as the most intense orgasm I’ve ever had rattles through me, Ren filling me with ropes of hot cum I soak in. Finally, he’s coming home.
Enraptured, I realize it’s not just my pleasure that consumes me. I feel my alphas through our bond, amplifying my climax four times over.
“Holy fuck!” Laz gasps, grasping my ass as his hips shudder, and he finishes inside me.
Cole gently slides his cock out of my grasp to allow me to use both hands for balance. “I’m not going anywhere,” Cole soothes, sensing my panic. “I’m right here.”
He didn’t even have to say the words out loud; I feel his presence, his connection to me. How much he loves what he’s seeing. My mouth seeks Damon’s throbbing cock again, taking him to the back of my throat while my entire body quivers from sheer bliss.
Seconds later, Damon lets loose. He fucks my mouth hard and fast, his hands in my hair.
I let him use me, swallowing him down easily, craving his taste.
With a grunt, he comes down my throat, and I swallow everything he gives me, wanting to savor it all.
With pleasure like this, why would a bonded omega ever leave their nest?
While I’m still pulsing and moaning, Laz slips out of my ass and falls onto the bed, his chest heaving. “That was the best sex of my life,” he murmurs. “Is it possible to get high on slick? Because right now, I’m slick drunk.”
When Damon slides out of my mouth, I lick his tip clean, determined not to waste a single drop. Despite emptying a crazy amount down my throat, he’s already hardening again, letting me know he’s not done with me. Alpha stamina is on another level.
While I’m riddled with orgasm aftershocks, Ren’s knot deflates. Usually, alpha knots stay locked in place for a longer period. But through our bond, he must sense his pack leader’s readiness to claim me.
“Lie back, little omega,” Cole commands as Ren slides out. I do as Cole asks. Despite the mind blowing knotting session, the burning desire in my belly resurfaces, like a fire reigniting from embers.
“Alphas…” I’m already raring to go again. “More knots. I need more—”
“I’ve got you.” Cole silences my pleading by rolling on top of me, pushing my knees farther apart and entering me.
Most packs have a hierarchical structure, and many leaders dictate that they be first to knot their omega during a heat. I love how Cole wanted Ren to go first, but now he’s ready to take his prize.
“You’re so fucking wet.” He scrapes his teeth over his bottom lip as his cock pistons in and out of my throbbing center. “Dripping in slick. Is that all for us?”
“Yes, alpha. So fucking wet for your knot.”
I claw at his shoulders, running my hands down his muscular back, and squeezing his ass. His hulking frame pins me to the mattress, leaving me unable to see anyone or anything else in the room over his broad shoulders.
A full-body tremor grips me when Cole licks along my claim mark, his tongue filled with dirty promises. “Tell me how much you want my knot.”
My thighs shake as my next orgasm blooms deep in my core.
“I don’t want your knot. I fucking need it.” My body tightens from the tension. “My pussy needs you to lock inside me. Please.”
He growls, his knot growing. When my pussy latches onto it, pinning us together, I can finally let go.
The relief is immediate and devastating—releasing the pressure my muscles have been holding, like being able to exhale after hours of holding a breath.
Cole’s knot grounds me to this world, while everything else floats on by.
Our pack is complete.
All together.
“You better get ready for a long night, brothers,” Cole smirks up at Damon, who is already waiting for his turn again. “We need to keep our omega satisfied.”
I inhale all the scents filling my nest. Cole provides the steadying smell of clean linen, making me feel secure.
Ren provides the calming undertones of parchment and lavender, giving me the confidence to trust. Damon’s leather and nicotine brings a subtle dangerous edge that makes me want to seek adventure.
Laz’s rich, indulgent sunshine scent turns a normal day into a fun vacation I never want to return from.
With all of their comforting smells combining, I've never felt so safe or loved. Finally, we are one.
“My alphas,” I murmur, more to myself than them, suspended in a state of delirium. “I love my alphas.”
Laz chuckles, leaning to kiss my forehead. “We love you too, honeybee.”
“No.” I struggle to sit up. All the oxytocin has made me feel a little tipsy and extra bold. “I mean it. Like, I love-love you.”
“We know you do,” Cole replies fondly. “We can feel it.” He taps his claim mark. “And we love you too.”
Even though our love transcends words—I can feel their love rushing through me, stitching our bond together, sealing it in place—it’s still nice to hear it.
“Here.” Ren holds out a water bottle with a straw, putting it to my lips. “You should drink something.”
“No water,” I grumble, turning my head away. “Just cum.”
Laz snorts. “I’m gonna commit that line to memory.”
“You need to keep your energy up.” Ren nudges the straw to my mouth in encouragement, not taking no for an answer. “And you want us to give you more knots, right?”
I gasp in outrage. “You won’t give me knots?”
“We will, if you drink some of this,” he bribes.
Begrudgingly, I take a sip. Strawberry water.
“How about food?” Laz asks, quickly dashing to the emergency snack stash box and bringing back goodies. “Cookies?”
Suddenly, I feel more alert.
“Where are the granola bars I asked you to bring up?” Cole asks.
“Give me!” I make grabby hands like a hungry beast, snatching the cookies from Laz’s hands then shoving a whole one into my mouth before Cole takes it away to force me to eat something healthy that won’t be half as delicious. “Mmm.”
“Sorry, Cole.” Laz shrugs. “Our omega gets what our omega wants.”
After eating, I snuggle back into Cole’s lap. However, the respite is short-lived as the cramps start tearing at my belly again. Like a wounded cat, I yelp in surprise.
“These waves are coming thick and fast.” Cole frowns at his watch. Is he freaking timing them? “I want to check in with the pack doctor to make sure this is—”
“Don’t leave!” I cling to him, struck down by despair. “Please!”
“I’m not going anywhere, little omega.” He brushes his fingers through my hair. The thought of being parted from any of my alphas right now would be akin to losing a limb. I crave their closeness like I need oxygen. “We’re right here.”
I scan the bed, and my eyes land on Damon’s perfect naked body. I lick my lips at the sight of his knot.
“Fuck, Faye.” I sense his arousal as his eyes zone in on his bite marks on my neck. His thumb brushes against it, making me shudder as if he’d just strummed my clit. “I don’t know if I can control myself.”
“I don’t want control,” I counter. “I want you. All of you.”
I turn to get on all fours, pointing my ass up in invitation, letting him see my slick-filled pussy.
Laz sighs. “How can you say no to that, brother?”
“Fuck me, Damon,” I plead, rolling my nipples between my fingers. “Fill my pussy with your thick knot.”
He growls through gritted teeth, “Don’t say I didn’t warn you.”
He’s rough, exactly what I need, entering me in one brutal stroke. He grasps my hips, using my body to help him pound into me. However, he’s still holding back.
“More!” I demand. “Harder, Damon!”
The tiny shred of self-control he held onto snaps, like a popping champagne cock. He goes wild, decimating me with punishing pushes. His knot stretches me to my limit, making my pussy ache from how wide it is.
“Yes!” I moan. “More! Harder!”
His massive knot locks into place, getting even larger once it does.
My pleasure borders on pain as he ruts into me, losing himself and making me forget my own name.
Then I come. Again and again. Like Damon, I’m lost to carnality.
I’ve lost all sense of myself, and my omega instincts have fully taken over.
The moment seems to last forever, wave after wave of punishing bliss pummeling me as he comes inside me. It’s everything I need.
“This is so fucking hot.” I know it’s Laz speaking, yet his voice sounds far away.
When we’re finally done, I collapse onto my stomach. With my body aching in the best possible way, a deep satisfaction rolls through me.
“You did so well, Faye.” Cole kisses me tenderly. “But you need to try to rest soon, okay?”
“Mmhm,” I murmur as Damon slides out of me, sparking a burst of panic. “Alphas!”
Laz’s fingers find my wrist, grazing our bond mark, reminding me they’re here.
“We’ll be right here when you wake up,” Ren coos as he scoots to lay next to me before pulling me close to his chest. Laz sidles up on my other side to sandwich me between them. “We’re not going anywhere, baby. Not now, not ever.”