Chapter 39 Noelle

Noelle

It’s hard to tell whose hands belong to whom as the brothers touch me in a wild frenzy. Clothes come off, flying in every direction.

Frost is the first to claim me. He throws me down onto the bed of the nest, slipping effortlessly between my legs.

Then he kisses my neck as I expose my throat to him. He finds the spot he once promised me as a teenager, and then he bites me… hard.

Our bond seals into place, and then I sense his thoughts, and it’s the best sensation I have ever felt.

Robin lifts me from the mattress, entering me from behind as he claims a spot on my neck. His bond fixes in place, and my fingers and toes curl.

Two bonds now. It's even better than I imagined.

Finally, Shepard pushes my head back gently, finding a spot on the juncture of my neck and shoulder.

And just like that, all three Alphas' bonds fall into place, and I sense our souls merging and forming together as we finally become a pack.

“It’s done, angel,” Robin pants behind me as he thrusts in and out. I sense the moment he comes. He throws his head back and snarls, and I’m close on his heels, coming apart in their arms.

Robin’s knot swells. Frost rolls his hips at my front, and when he reaches his peak, he wraps me up in his arms, filling me with his knot.

Another shudder wracks through me as I reach my second peak.

Then Shepard bites his bond mark at the juncture of my neck and shoulder, scraping my skin with his teeth, and I come again and again.

“You’re ours now, kitten,” Shepard croons, rubbing his thumb along the bottom of my lip.

“How does it feel, Bronte?” Frost rasps.

I try to think, my mind drunk on their scents. Now the nest is filled with the aromas of candy canes, pine trees, cedar, and roasted chestnuts. And don’t forget chocolate and gingerbread, too.

My caramel is there too, and for the first time in years, my Omega is complete.

I’m complete.

Well, it looks as if I owe Mr. Merrick a call over at Fatedbond Press. The Omega in my novel will have a happy ever-after, after all.

And I look forward to telling her story.

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