Epilogue
Sand burns beneath my feet, the sting soothed away by the waves lapping over my skin. A colorful sky stretches far beyond the horizon, lighting our tiny beachside vacation home in shades of pink, purple, and orange. A breeze blows across my skin, still warm from a day in the sun.
“Ready for dinner?” Shiloh asks, plastering himself against my back. His lips brush my throat, nipping at my skin. They’ve teased me all day. Edging me with sensual touches and panty-drenching kisses.
“I’m hungry, but not for food.” Wiggling my hips against his cock, I bring his hands up from my stomach to cup my breasts. Need burns brighter than a falling star as he traces the edge of my nipples beneath my bikini top.
He hums, palming each of my breasts, using them to pull me harder against him. “Are you needy, Omega?”
Scoffing, I grind against him, clenching my thighs as slick soaks through my bottoms. Pineapple and coconut float on the breeze, carrying the scent of my desire to where my other mates are setting the table down the beach.
“You assholes have been teasing me all day!”
Shiloh chuckles, hands dropping from my body as he steps back. I growl, stomping my foot into the water. “Come eat, Sabine.”
Reluctantly, I follow him and join the others. The fish Orion made melts in my mouth, bursting with flavor. I was hungrier than I thought, quickly devouring everything on my plate.
Pushing it away, I watch my mates as they take their time. No urgency pounds through them, only light and joy. It’s unfair. They should be as ravenous as I feel. One second away from burning in a supernova.
I leave them to their meal, making my way back up to the house. My fingertips skate across the walls as I walk up the stairs to the bedroom and the small nest on the second floor. The dark space calls to me, so I crawl inside. Surrounding myself with my mate’s scents.
Lying on my back, I study the ceiling. After my most recent checkup with my doctor, we discovered my scent glands were fully regrown.
My scent returned to its natural potency.
An unexpected side effect of their removal is inconsistent, sporadic heat flares.
The glands need more time to balance out with the hormones in my body, leading to moodiness and periods of extreme horniness.
Both of which are a pain in my ass.
Tearing my bikini off, I enjoy the cool air against my overheated skin. Dancing my fingers down between my thighs, I play in the wetness there. My legs are spread wide, leaving nothing to the imagination if one of my mates were to walk in.
Just like that time on the bus, when I was punishing Lex and Ridley, they’re drawn by my need. Hands tighten around the door frame, twin growls rattling from their chests when they find me.
“Feeling impatient today, sunshine?”
I shrug one shoulder, circling my clit with one finger before slipping it down to press inside of me. My head falls back onto the cushions, a breathy moan escaping my lips.
“If you aren’t going to do anything about my need, I will.”
They both move to enter the room, but I stop them. “No. Watch. Watch as I take what you denied me.”
Having their eyes on me makes me burn brighter. Waves of pleasure grow in intensity until I’m shattering, screaming as I come.
Flushed and breathless, I pull my hand away and let them see the evidence of my release on my pussy and thighs. “Are you going to continue to tease me, or are you going to get in here and fuck me?”
Ridley dives for me, face burying between my thighs. He laps at my sensitive clit, fingers seeking my entrance and thrusting inside. It’s brutal the way he brings me to a quick, almost painful orgasm.
One isn’t enough for him; it never is. He flips us, so I’m sitting on his face. A hand cracks down on my ass, stinging before it soothes the pain away.
“Brat,” Lex mutters, molding against my back and biting down on his bond mark. His cock nudges against my entrance, pushing inside when Ridley withdraws his fingers. He quickly pushes them back in alongside Lex’s length, stretching me.
I’m lifted from the ground, still impaled on Lex’s cock, so that Ridley can crawl up the cushions. He joins Lex. Tip pushing into my pussy beside his friend. I pant and moan as they work their way inside me. So full, it feels like they are punching my lungs with each thrust.
“Look at you, kitten,” Creed coos, brushing sweat-soaked hair away from my face. “So gorgeous stretched around your Alpha’s cocks. Want their knots, too? To have this sweet cunt so full it feels like you’ll break in half?”
My head bobs mindlessly, begging for more of them. All of them.
Their thrusts grow harder as Creed claims my lips in a searing kiss. His fingers find my nipples, pinching and twisting hard enough to hurt. When I clamp around Lex and Ridley’s cocks, they both swear. The pressure from their knots swelling has me scrambling between them. It’s too much. Too good.
“Sweet Fates, sunshine,” Ridley chokes, his cock kicking inside of me as he comes. Lex follows him over the edge. The warm flood of their release pushes me into another orgasm. This one is so strong I black out for several seconds.
Coming to trapped between my Alphas, a cock-drunk chuckle slips through my lips. Their arms are wrapped over my body, twin bite marks adorning each one. The bond binding them together.
“What’s so funny, brat?”
“Just enjoying how close you two are. Sharing my pussy and a bond.”
He pinches my nipple in retaliation for my teasing, groaning when I clamp down around their swollen knots.
“Open up, kitten.” Creed taps his cock against my cheek.
Lex growls, looking up to see Creed’s ass above him. “Asshole, wait till our knots go down. I don’t want to see this shit.”
I suck Creed’s tip between my lips, eyes sparkling with mirth and desire when I glance at Lex. Ridley’s chest rattles with laughter behind me, hand palming my tit.
“Fates, I love pack life.”
Lips press against my back, inching their way up over my shoulder and across my cheek. Feather-light kisses that tease my skin and leave gooseflesh in their wake.
“Time to wake up, my heart.”
Groaning, I bury my head further into the pillows. Shiloh chuckles, tearing them away so I have nowhere to hide. “You’ve taken a nice, long nap on my knot, but it’s nearly dinner time now. The others are getting antsy. They’ll break the door down if you don’t join them soon.”
Humming, I stretch my sore body. A storm hit the island this morning. Nothing too intense, but it meant spending the day inside. Lex, Ridley, and Creed had spent the time playing video games, so I curled up and let Shiloh read to me.
I don’t remember what the story was about or what happened; I just enjoyed the dulcet tones of his voice speaking softly.
At least, until my body decided it was time for him to speak much filthier words into my ear.
I’d dragged him in here and locked the door, letting him worship and control me in a way only he can.
“What are we doing for dinner?”
“You have plans. Ridley and Orion are taking you out now that the storm has passed. The rest of us will make do.”
Smiling, I lift my head and watch as Shiloh pulls his boxers on. Eyes glued to his bubbly ass as the material stretches over it. Am I drooling? Likely.
“What should I wear?” I ask, climbing to my feet and sauntering past him into the closet, naked and marked by his fingers. He groans, narrowing his eyes at me before he answers. “Something casual. They mentioned dinner and dancing at a beachside club.”
Scanning the clothes hanging on the rack, I grab a pink ombre dress that clings to my curves. The asymmetrical hem starts at my hip and flows across my thighs. It’s nearly scandalous how short it is, but paired with a bikini, it will be perfect for tonight.
“Stunning! I’m tempted to keep you locked in here for the night,” Shiloh growls, hand gripping my neck and pulling me in for a heated kiss. My fingers dance down his chest and over the buttons of his white shirt.
We’re interrupted by banging on the bedroom door. I grin against my Alpha’s lips, pecking them twice before I step away. The sway in my hips does little to assuage his hardness, something I will probably pay for later. I can’t wait.
“You’re so impatient, handsome.”
Ridley’s eyes bulge when I lean against the door frame, roaming down my body to take in the tight dress and every inch of skin I left on display. “Of course, I am. My cock doesn’t feel the same without you wrapped around it.”
He pulls me under his arm and hurries me down the hall, my laughter filling the air behind us. “I love you, my goofy Alpha.”
“And I love you, my sexy Omega.” With a kiss that’s more tongue than anything else, he wiggles his brows and drags me to the living room. “Let’s go show you off before Orion and I whisk you away!”
Lex and Creed grumble their complaints about my outfit, letting their possessive natures shine through. No one can miss the bulge in their shorts or the desire scorching through their eyes.
“Ready to go, butterfly?”
Orion joins us a moment later, and I choke on my tongue. He’s wearing the male version of short shorts and a black button-up shirt that is unbuttoned down to the middle of his stomach. All the magnificent, colorful ink adorning his chest, legs, and arms is on display.
“Fucking masterpiece,” I whisper, slipping my hands beneath the silky material to trace one tentacle from his Kraken tattoo. Perfume floods the air, earning groans from my other mates when the scent reaches them too.
“You like it?”
“I love it. And hate it. You’re going to start a fight looking so damn sexy all the time.”
Orion’s cheeks flush pink, his hair falling over one side of his face when he ducks his head. “Let them look. They can see what they’ll never get. What belongs to you.”
Fire burns deep in my soul with his words, igniting my possessiveness. Would it be too much to drop to my knees and suck him off right here?
“I see that look in your eyes, sunshine. We’re going to miss our dinner reservation if we don’t get a move on.”
I turn to stick my tongue out at Ridley, only to be equally aroused. In the few moments Orion’s gorgeous self distracted me, my golden retriever Alpha changed, too.
“This is incredibly unfair. My bikini bottoms will never survive the amount of slick I’m producing around the two of you.”
He smirks, sauntering closer and stretching his arms up behind his head.
The move lifts his white crop top over his abs, revealing more and more of his skin.
Text with the words “Good Girl” emblazon the front with a pink and purple swirly pop.
It’s from Candy Courage’s collection, and, Fates, does it look incredible on him!
Especially paired with his bright pink swim trunks.
Ridley presses to my front, and Orion crowds my back, sandwiching me between them. “Let’s go have some fun, Omega, then we can come back and do all the filthy, wicked things I can see running through your mind.”
Their hands slip into mine, leading me out of our rental and toward the path into town.
Dinner is fantastic, but my mind is too busy imagining all the ways we’ll play later to truly enjoy it.
The club they bring me to after is basically a bar and a DJ booth set up on a large stretch of the beach.
Lights hang from beams surrounding the area, but they’re dim enough to give everything a seductive vibe.
Hand’s grip my waist, lips press to my skin as we dance. Grinding against each other in time with the beat. My head falls back against Ridley’s shoulder as I lose myself in this moment, to these men. Stars twinkle in the sky above us, memories of past Fates written inside of them.
Our story may not be perfect, our lives bound by pain, but there isn’t another path I would ever choose to take. In this life, with my mates by my side, I know I’ve found forever. This is my happily ever after.