Chapter Twenty
Karissa
I want to be yours. Not as romantic as Holt calling me their beloved omega, but it was the truest statement I’d ever spoken.
And one that I hoped meant a change in my previous experience.
I could not call what happened to me before rape since I’d agreed to it, but I hadn’t wanted a single one of those alphas.
And Marco…that time, I did not agree, and if I’d stayed, I would most certainly have been assaulted.
But I didn’t. I’d been willing to try to do my duty, but my body or maybe my wolf had prevented any bond from forming.
Someone waited for me. Three someones Fate had made mine. If the elder was correct, we had to do this now and then register our mating and all would be well.
“You will be ours. You are ours, but not in the way you were taught it worked,” Vaughn said softly.
“Those who were cruel to me and led me to be the way I am, they had me believing that their rules and behavior were the only ways for shifters to live. Poe and Holt saved me, but for true healing, I needed you. Omega, you completed it, brought me back to where I can go to town and have a meal or shop and enjoy myself. You and these alphas showed me that being a homemaker, taking care of others, is something to be proud of.”
I slipped into his arms. “If I made you happier and more comfortable, I’m so glad.”
“You have.” He rested his chin on my head and sighed.
“But where those who hurt me were wrong, so were those who harmed you. You gave everything you had trying to be what you thought was right, and I want to kill all who tried to steal you from us for touching you and hurting you and making you believe it was the right thing to do. That there was something wrong with you for their foul markings not taking.”
Poe and Holt were behind him, and over his shoulder, I could see their shocked expressions mirroring my own reaction.
The gentle Vaughn who cared for everyone with such kindness wanting to murder people?
My heart, so sore for so long, eased somewhat.
Like he said healing took time, but he helped me see it could happen.
Starting now.
Kissing his cheek, I stepped back and started for the stairs.
For the room I only now knew was a nest. Omegas in our pack didn’t get nests, but I had heard of them.
I just didn’t dare to dream. In the room, I turned to face the three of them and held my arms up.
Vaughn stepped forward first and lifted my shirt off over my head.
The others joined him, undressing me gently and carefully one piece at a time until I stood before them, naked, with more curves than were fashionable in our pack.
But I couldn’t deny the admiration in the eyes of the three hottest alphas I’d ever seen.
They closed in, touching me gently, kissing my face and throat and lifting my breasts to their parted lips.
While Poe and Vaughn were driving me mad, sucking and nibbling on nipples I’d had no idea could be so sensitive, Holt, the pack alpha, dropped to his knees and gently urged my thighs apart.
He inhaled deeply and growled, making me shudder.
The other two eased me down onto the edge of the bed, and Holt stroked a finger through my soaked folds.
My dream my first night in this house had nothing on this, and we’d just begun.
“What are you doing?” I gasped when Holt’s mouth closed over my feminine parts, his tongue licking circles around the bud only I had ever bothered to touch.
He looked up my body at me but didn’t stop licking and sucking and scraping his teeth over my pussy. My own fingers had never made me feel this way. Flinging my head back, I arched my back, Poe and Vaughn pulling on my nipples with firm tugs, and adding to what Holt’s attentions did down below.
The pack alpha added his fingers to the game, gliding them inside me one at a time until I was stretched and whimpering. He lifted his face, shiny with my juices. “Am I hurting you?”
“Goddess, no. Don’t stop.” I’d just started up a much steeper hill than I knew was there to be climbed.
Grinning, he dropped his face again and sucked hard, nipping gently at my clit and throwing me off the top of that cliff, sending me screaming into an orgasm so intense, I only came back to myself when he fitted his cock to my center and drove inside.
Was this what it was supposed to be like?
No wonder no marks took. Pathetic, pale imitations of alphas who had tried to claim me as theirs.
Holt’s thrusts were not gentle; they filled me and then left me aching when he retreated, but they were perfect.
And when he spilled hot cum inside me, I came again, left shuddering when his knot shrank and Poe took his place.
He moved faster, hitting spots Holt had not, firing nerve endings that made me come no less than three times before he reached his peak and knotted.
Then, with Holt lying on one side of me and Poe on the other, idly toying with my breasts and stroking my sides, Vaughn moved into position. “Are you all right, omega? Are you sore?”
I shook my head. Lying, but I could handle a little bit of pain because we had to do this now. And because my wolf and I yearned too much for this alpha to bond with us to care about soreness. “I’m fine. Please don’t leave me without you.”
His blue eyes met mine and held, and then he nodded and glided into me.
I might have been less tight than at the beginning, but our gentle caretaker was the biggest of the three and he filled me fully, driving into me with a fierceness I’d never known he possessed.
He moved fast, holding my gaze still until he gripped my hips and held me still, grunting with exertion, coming and taking me with him.
When he knotted, he bent and sank his fangs into the skin over my collarbone.
Poe bit my throat and Holt my shoulder, and the coppery scent of blood melded with the scents of alphas and sex.
It was perfect.
I blacked out.