Chapter 17
17
ATLAS
“ A ll clear, Chief Wood. Final readings show no trace of gas.”
I nod at the technician, relief washing through me after three grueling hours containing what could have been a catastrophic situation.
The elementary school’s ancient gas system had finally given out, sending dangerous levels of methane through the entire east wing.
Evacuating three hundred children and staff without causing panic had been a challenge, but one my team handled with practiced efficiency.
“Good work,” I tell him, rolling my shoulders to release some of the tension that’s been building since the emergency call came in early this morning.
“Have your team do one more sweep of the classrooms before the technicians clear the building for re-entry.”
“Yes, sir.”
I turn to find River helping the maintenance staff secure the newly repaired valve while Levi meticulously documents the entire incident for his safety report.
My pack. My team. Pride swells in my chest, watching them work so seamlessly together.
With the immediate danger passed, I start removing my gear, the heavy jacket first, then the breathing apparatus we’d worn as a precaution while working near the leak.
The weight of responsibility lifts from my shoulders with each piece I shed.
No injuries, no structural damage, crisis averted.
My thoughts drift to Emma as I pack away the equipment.
How is she doing back at the cabin?
I’d hated leaving her this morning, especially after what River shared about their night together.
She’d looked so peaceful sleeping in his bed, that cascade of honey-blond hair spread across his pillow, her face relaxed in a way I’d rarely seen since meeting her.
The memory of our time on the watchtower balcony surfaces—her taste, her sounds, the way she’d come apart under my mouth.
The attraction between us has been undeniable.
And now, she’d formed similar bonds with both River and Levi.
In my fifteen years as an Alpha, I’ve never felt this kind of immediate, powerful pull toward an Omega, especially not one who simultaneously connects with my entire pack.
I reach for my phone in the truck to check the time, seeing I’d left it behind during the emergency response as per protocol.
The screen lights up, revealing missed calls and urgent text messages.
All from Emma .
“Shit,” I mutter, quickly opening the first voicemail.
Her voice comes through, strained and uncertain.
“H-hey. It’s me. I kinda need to speak to you urgently. Please call me. I just... Just call me.”
My blood runs cold.
Did something happen to her?
“River! Levi!” I call, urgency sharpening my words to a command.
They both look up instantly, responding to the Alpha tone.
“We need to go. Now.”
They’re at my side in seconds.
“What’s wrong?” Levi demands, already packing up his documentation.
I hold up my phone, showing them Emma’s message.
“Emma’s been trying to reach us.”
Both of them suddenly scramble to grab their phones from the truck and listen to their messages.
I check the timestamp.
“First one came in over an hour ago.”
“Shit, shit, shit, she just said she’s in full heat,” River mutters, already moving toward the exit.
“We need to go. Right now.”
Fuck!
An Omega in heat, alone, with no Alpha support, is more than uncomfortable; it’s dangerous.
The pain can become excruciating and the fever dangerously high without intervention.
Levi is already on his phone, calling in an additional team to help the technicians with final checks.
“It’s bad if she called all three of us,” I mutter grimly as we all get ready.
“You know how independent she is. If she’s asking for help...”
I don’t need to finish the thought.
We all know what it means for an Omega as fiercely self-reliant as Emma to reach out in distress.
We move as one unit, abandoning the last of the cleanup to the technicians, throwing our gear haphazardly into the truck.
I take the driver’s seat while River and Levi pile in beside me.
The engine roars to life as I floor the accelerator, sirens blaring to clear a path through town.
“Can’t this thing go any faster?” Levi demands.
“Not without breaking several laws,” I reply, though I push the speed a little higher, anyway.
Some rules matter less than others in an emergency.
“I knew something was different about her scent yesterday,” River murmurs quietly.
“She just calmed down so quickly last night, and I assumed it was her coming close to her heat… not that it was already here.”
“We all should have noticed,” I say, taking a corner perhaps too sharply.
River runs a hand through his already disheveled hair.
“It’s us,” Levi explains.
“Compatible Alphas can trigger early heats in Omegas. All three of us together... we probably accelerated her cycle without realizing it.”
The weight of responsibility settles heavily on my shoulders.
We have to make this right.
We reach the station in record time, the fire station vehicle barely coming to a stop before we jump out, heading for my pickup truck.
Claire meets us at the entrance, clipboard in hand.
“ Everything go okay with the gas leak?” she asks, her gaze lingering on our obvious hurry.
“Fine,” I reply curtly, handing off my equipment to one of the volunteers.
“We’ve got an emergency at home. We’ll be unreachable for the next day or two, but I’ll check in when I can.”
Her eyes narrow slightly.
“What’s going on? All okay?”
“Yep,” I snap, not elaborating.
Emma’s condition is private, not something to be discussed with station volunteers, especially one who’s made her interest in me uncomfortably clear over the past few months.
“Let’s go,” Levi states quietly on my shoulder.
We all get into the truck.
We leave without further explanation.
The drive to the cabin seems like an eternity, though it can’t be more than twenty minutes from town.
“Drive faster,” River urges as if that might somehow speed our journey.
“I’m already doing ninety,” I growl, tension making my voice harsher than intended.
“We’ll be there in five minutes.”
“I expect she’s been with each of us, then,” Levi observes.
“I noticed something different about her after your time together on the watchtower, Atlas. Then there was our encounter at the Love Tunnel ride yesterday.”
“I knew it!” River’s head snaps toward Levi.
“Thought I heard you growling in the tunnel.”
A hint of color touches Levi’s cheekbones.
“Says you, who was so vocal with her last night. My bedroom shares a wall with yours.”
River doesn’t have the grace to look embarrassed.
“Guilty as charged. But Atlas, you sly bastard. When did you and Emma in the watchtower...”
“Nights ago,” I admit, keeping my eyes fixed on the winding mountain road.
“Up in the watchtower after you two went back to the cabin.”
“And you didn’t think to share this information?” River demands.
“Nope,” I reply simply.
“She’s been with all of us,” Levi says, voicing what we’re all thinking.
“Separately, but within days of each other, which would have influenced her hormones for her heat.”
“She’s ours,” I say.
“All of ours. And we’ve left her alone during her first heat with us.”
None of us dispute it, but guilt chews me up on the inside.
We arrive at the cabin in tense silence.
I park wildly in the driveway, then we’re out of the truck, moving as one toward the door.
The scent hits us the moment we enter, sweet vanilla and honey, intensified tenfold and laced with distress pheromones that trigger every protective instinct I possess.
River actually growls beside me, the sound low and primal in his throat.
“Emma?” I call out, already moving through the main living area, following the concentrated trail of her scent .
A faint whimper answers me, coming from the direction of River’s room.
We cross the space in long strides, pushing open the door to find her curled on his bed.
The sight has me pausing.
Emma lies naked and shivering despite the obvious fever flushing her skin, her face streaked with tears, her body curled protectively around itself.
The sheets beneath her are soaked with sweat and slick, evidence of how long she’s been suffering alone.
My heart shudders.
“Emma,” I breathe, moving to her side immediately.
Her eyes flutter open, glassy with fever but focusing on me with visible effort.
“You came back,” she whispers, her voice cracked and raw.
“I called... no one answered...”
“We’re here now,” I assure her, sitting on the edge of the bed, brushing sweat-dampened hair from her forehead.
Her skin burns against my palm, the fever dangerously high.
“We’re so sorry, sweetheart. There’s no excuse for making you suffer.”
“Had our phones in the truck,” River adds, kneeling beside the bed, taking one of her hands in his.
“Couldn’t hear them ring.”
“We came as soon as we got your messages,” Levi completes.
“How long have you been like this?”
“Feel like forever,” she manages, another shiver wracking her frame despite the heat pouring off her skin.
“It hit so fast... never been this bad before...”
My jaw clenches at the thought of her suffering alone for hours while we were unreachable.
“We need to get her temperature down,” I say, making the decision quickly.
“She’s burning up.”
“Cool shower. I’ll get it started,” Levi agrees, already moving toward the bathroom.
“Can you stand, sugar cube?” River asks gently, his nickname for her softer than I’ve ever heard from him.
Emma tries to sit up, only to collapse back with a whimper of pain.
“Hurts,” she whispers.
“Everything does. I just need you three.”
“We’re here now. Let’s cool you down, then we are yours for however long you need us. We’re not going anywhere.” Without hesitation, I gather her into my arms, lifting her effortlessly against my chest. She feels smaller than she should, fragile in a way that contradicts the fierce, independent woman I’ve come to know.
Her arms loop weakly around my neck, her face pressing into my shoulder as if seeking comfort in my scent.
“I’ve got you,” I murmur, carrying her toward the bathroom where Levi has the shower running.
“We’ve got you now.”
River follows close behind, already stripping off his clothes, ready for what needs to happen next.
Levi tests the water temperature with his hand, adjusting it to lukewarm—cool enough to bring down her fever but not so cold as to shock her system.
“All of you,” Emma mumbles against my neck, her words slurring slightly with fever.
“Need all of you.”
“You have us,” I assure her, setting her carefully on her feet but keeping an arm around her waist to support her.
“We’re not going anywhere.”
Levi is already undressing.
His eyes are glossing over.
The heat from Omegas impacts Alphas just as much, putting them into a wild, feral state with the urgency to rut, to knot.
But beneath it all also comes with care, helping an Omega in distress.
Our Omega.
I keep one arm around Emma while removing my own clothes with my free hand, not willing to let her go even for a moment.
She sways against me, weak from fighting the heat alone.
That thought is torture to know she suffered.
Once we’re all naked, I guide her under the spray, stepping in behind her while River and Levi join us.
Our shower is oversized, designed to accommodate multiple people.
The water sluices over her feverish skin, drawing a gasp from her lips that transforms into a moan of relief.
We surround her, our hands moving over her in gentle, soothing patterns, helping the water cool her overheated body.
“I tried to call,” she whispers again, breathing heavily, holding onto us, her voice stronger now as the water cools her down somewhat.
“No one answered. I even called the station.”
“Claire answered?” Levi asks, his clever fingers massaging shampoo into her hair, careful to keep the suds from her eyes.
Emma nods weakly, then breaks out into a moan, her body shuddering.
She grasps more for Levi and River, drawing them closer.
I press up against her back, my cock already painfully hard from her ass, her against me, her perfume drowning me.
“We’re here,” River purrs, his hands sliding soap across her shoulders, down her chest, and cupping her breasts.
“You’re so fucking beautiful..”
Her eyes flutter closed as our hands work over her gorgeous, soft body, washing away the hours of suffering, replacing pain with something gentler, slower, barely contained tenderness beneath the heat.
“Emma,” Levi murmurs.
“How are you feeling now?”
She leans into him, her cheek pressed to his chest, and for a moment, I think she’s too far gone to answer.
“Still... empty. Aching.”
Her body shifts again, draping across all of us—desperate, clinging.
Her arms curl around River’s neck, her side arches into Levi’s touch, and her leg slides between mine as if she’s trying to get closer to all of us at once.
“I’m trying so hard to resist,” she whispers, lips brushing against River’s collarbone.
“But you have no idea how much I need you all.” Her voice cracks with the effort it takes to hold back.
“It’s like my body’s screaming for you.”
The cool water helps, but not enough.
Her skin is still burning under our hands, sweat and scent mixing with the steam, sweet and feral and overwhelming.
My instincts claw at me to take her, to ease her, to claim what’s already ours.
I see the same war in Levi’s eyes, and River’s jaw is clenched so tight I swear it might crack.
She turns to me now, eyes glossy.
“Fuck me, please,” she whispers almost innocently, and I might laugh if she wasn’t in so much pain.
“Being near you helps, but it’s not enough. I can’t think. I can’t breathe. Please...”
Even though we’re all trying to be careful, I feel the line between patience and primal has been crossed.
None of us are unaffected.
She cries out, clutching onto us, reaching down for Levi’s cock, and I quickly turn off the shower.
“Okay, enough of the shower. Take her to her nest. We are going to claim our sweet Omega all fucking day and night, all week, if that’s what she needs.”
“Please, I can’t hold on anymore. I need all your cocks inside me,” she groans while River and Levi grin.
My dick is throbbing with the ache for her sweet hole.
I lift her again, not trusting her still-shaky legs, while River and Levi grab towels.
We dry her quickly, and she pushes my hand between her thighs.
I don’t hold back… I crave all of her, so I press my fingers between her folds and push two fingers into her.
She arches against my chest, crying out, shaking, her nipples so tight, I’m drooling, staring at them.
“You are so perfect, so wet for us,” I whisper in her ear, her head resting back against my shoulder as I finger her, loving to see her come undone.
River and Levi are watching, mesmerized, hands palming their own cocks.
“I’m going to carry you to bed, okay?”
I pull my fingers out, drenched in her honey slick, but she whines in pain.
Rapidly, I lift her into my arms and rush her out, River and Levi on my heels.
Her nest is in the largest bedroom with the biggest bed, designed to accommodate all of us comfortably.
The sheets are cool and clean against my skin as I lay her down, her hair fanning out across the pillow like spilled honey.
For a moment, we simply look at this remarkable woman who has somehow become essential to all of us in such a short time.
Her skin glows with lingering heat flush, her eyes dark with desire, her lips parted in anticipation.
Beautiful doesn’t begin to cover it.
“What are you waiting for?” she asks, a hint of her usual sass returning despite the need evident in every line of her body.
River laughs, breaking the tension as he stretches out beside her.
“Just admiring the view.”
“Admire later,” she says, reaching for him with one hand while extending her other toward Levi.
“Touch now.”
We need no further invitation.
The bed dips as we join her.
River on her left, Levi on her right, me settling between her thighs at the foot of the bed.
Three Alphas surrounding one beautiful Omega, balanced and feeling so perfectly right in a way I’ve never experienced before .
“So beautiful,” Levi murmurs, tracing the curve of her breast with gentle fingers before leaning down to claim her mouth in a kiss.
River’s lips find her other nipple.
My hands slide up her thighs, gently pressing them wider as I settle between them for the most gorgeous pussy.
“Tell us if anything becomes too much,” I instruct, my voice rougher than intended as her scent hits me full force.
Sweet honey and vanilla, intensified by heat and arousal—it’s the most intoxicating thing I’ve ever experienced.
Emma’s response is to arch her back, a silent plea for more contact, more touch, more everything.
I lower my head before tasting her for the second time.
The flavor explodes across my tongue—sweeter, more intense than before, enhanced by her heat.
Her reaction is immediate and visceral, a moan torn from her throat as her hips buck against me.
River holds the sound with his lips, kissing her deeply while Levi tugs her nipples, pinching and rolling.
“Please,” she gasps when River finally releases her mouth.
Her head thrashes on the pillow as I suck firmly on her clit, my fingers spreading her lips open.
I want her exposed, stretched, sated.
“I need… I need…”
“We know what you need,” Levi murmurs, his voice a low rumble against her ear, hand braced beside her head.
“Trust us to take care of you, Emma.”
And she nods, smiling.
“Thank you.”
She lets go, breath hitching as her thighs part wider for me.
Her body trembles, flushed and slick with heat, her scent so potent now, it’s like breathing her in is enough to make me lose control.
But I hold the line—for now.
I hold her steady, drawing slow, deliberate strokes through her folds.
She’s soaked and swollen, and the taste of her on my tongue is pure fucking heaven—sweet and sharp and everything I’ve ever craved.
She moans into River’s mouth, helpless against the way we’re touching her, claiming her, unraveling her.
Her legs tense around my shoulders, her hips rolling now with desperation.
She’s close. I can feel it in the way she clenches, the way her breath stutters, the helpless little whimpers she makes when I suck her clit between my lips and flick it with my tongue.
I slide two fingers into her, thrusting fast.
“Fuck… please… don’t stop,” she begs, breaking the kiss with River, her eyes glazed and wide, locked on mine.
“Not stopping,” I promise, voice rough with need.
“Come for us, Emma. Let go.”
Her body bows, spine arched, thighs shaking around me as the orgasm tears through her.
She sobs out a sound, and her hands grasp blindly at the sheets, at skin, at anything she can anchor herself to as the wave crashes over her.
It’s not just pleasure.
It’s release. Relief.
As if her body’s been screaming for this, and finally, finally, we’ve answered.
She falls back against the bed, chest heaving, lips parted, every inch of her trembling.
And still, she’s glowing.
Ours.
And we’re only just getting started.
My cock throbs almost painfully, demanding I fuck her.
A glance at River and Levi shows they’re similarly affected, their cocks hard.
Emma’s heat isn’t even close to satisfied.
Even as the last orgasm trembles through her body, I can see it—feel it.
That pulse of arousal building again in her scent, the way her thighs press together, her hips rocking, the way she reaches for us with shaking hands, as if she’s starving and we’re the only thing that can sate her.
“Inside,” she gasps.
“Fuck me hard.”
Her voice is raw.
Wrecked. Pleading.
The moment had started slow.
Controlled. We’d tried to be gentle, careful, for her sake.
But that restraint is hanging by threads now, snapping one by one under the weight of her heat and the way she smells—sweet and slick and meant for us.
Levi growls low, dragging a hand down his face like he’s trying to center himself and failing.
“Fuck. I need a taste,” he snarls, already moving.
We don’t argue.
He switches places with me, settling between her thighs like he was born to belong there, his broad shoulders pushing her knees wide.
The second his mouth touches her, Emma jerks violently, a whimper breaking from her lips.
I stretch out beside her, catching her mouth in a kiss that’s all teeth and heat, grounding her even as she shakes.
“You’re so fucking good for us, baby,” I whisper between kisses.
“So sweet. So wet. Let us ruin you.”
On her other side, River strokes a hand down her belly, his cock hard and flushed, the head leaking against her skin.
“Look at her,” he murmurs, dragging his length slowly across her chest, smearing precum over her breasts.
“Our perfect little Omega. You like how that feels, sugar cube?” His voice turns molten.
“Wanna feel it everywhere?”
Emma nods desperately, completely lost in the sensations.
Levi’s tongue works her open below, I’m on her neck, sucking and licking, and River’s rubbing himself over her as if he owns her.
She’s trembling, moaning, panting our names like prayers, grasping for his cock.
But it’s more than just names now.
“That’s it, good girl,” Levi rasps against her pussy, his voice thick with hunger.
“Taste so fucking good.”
Emma sobs, her hands flying out to grasp at anything—my arm, River’s cock, the twisted sheets beneath her.
She’s shaking, barely able to stay grounded.
“She’s close,” I warn, my voice tight, my teeth sinking into her bottom lip.
“Fuck, Levi, don’t stop.”
He doesn’t.
He groans low, feral, as Emma breaks apart again, her thighs clamping around his head, her back arching like a bowstring.
She chants his name, wrecked and breathless, until she collapses with a shudder.
Levi finally rises, dragging his mouth across the back of his hand like he’s tasted something sacred.
His eyes are wild.
“Still not enough,” he mutters, voice hoarse.
“Not for her. Not for me.”
I meet their eyes, every muscle in my body strung tight with restraint.
“Put her on me.”
They don’t hesitate.
I lie flat on my back while Levi and River move fast, strong hands lifting her.
She’s limp, gasping softly and trembling again from the aftershocks.
They ease her back onto me, her spine pressing to my chest, my cock already nudging against her slick rear entrance.
She gasps, her head falling back against my shoulder.
“Atlas?—”
“I’ve got you,” I growl, wrapping an arm around her waist. “Let me fuck that sweet ass, baby.”
She nods while Levi says, “Gonna help.”
She tenses against me, and I feel his hand at her rear.
I appreciate him fingering her there to help loosen her, prepare her.
“Why does it feel so good?” she purrs, shuddering all over.
“Because your body craves us.”
“Doing so good,” River growls against her skin.
River pulls back and gives me a nod, so I grip her hips and push into her, slowly at first. She’s hissing and purring as I sink fully inside her.
“Taking all of me… fuck, you feel incredible.”
She moans, her whole body trembling against me, caught in that razor-thin edge of too much and not enough.
Beside me, River lets out a low whistle.
“You always gotta narrate like a porn star, Atlas?”
I glance back at him, smirking.
“Sorry, would you rather I sing about how tight and perfect she feels?”
Levi chuckles from where he’s stroking his cock, his other hand resting possessively on her thigh.
“Honestly? I’d pay to hear that. Drop the bass and serenade her ass.”
Emma lets out a shaky laugh through a moan, her head falling back.
“You’re all insane.”
“Insanely obsessed with you,” River replies, leaning in to kiss the corner of her mouth.
“And you love it.”
She doesn’t deny it.
She can’t, not with the way she’s clenching around me, her body practically begging for more.
“All right, alright,” Levi says, rolling his eyes and sitting back on his heels.
“You done showing off yet, Atlas? Some of us are still waiting to join in.”
I snort, slowly easing out and then thrusting back in, watching Emma’s eyelids flutter.
“She doesn’t seem to be complaining.”
River runs a finger along her jaw, tilting her face to his.
“You want a taste of me now, baby?”
Emma nods, dazed and breathless.
“Yes. I want all of you.”
Levi groans.
“There it is. The magic words.”
“Fuck, I love her voice when she begs,” I mutter, pressing another kiss to her shoulder.
“Makes me want to ruin her again and again.”
“We will,” Levi promises, his voice turning rough again as he moves to take position and sinks his cock into her.
Emma cries out, panting for breath.
“You’re taking us so well,” I whisper in her ear.
River strokes her cheek, smirking down at her like he wants to devour her whole.
“One more hole, sweetheart,” he murmurs, sliding two fingers across her parted lips.
“Think you can take us all?”
Emma moans around his fingers, eyes wide, glassy with heat and need.
She nods, and fuck, I feel her body clench in anticipation.
I hiss out, as does Levi.
“So full, huh?” he mutters, voice ragged.
“Taking us so fucking well.”
River cups her jaw, tilting her face up to his.
“Open,” he breathes, voice like velvet and smoke.
She parts her lips for him without hesitation, eyes hazy.
He guides his cock to her mouth, dragging the flushed tip slowly across her bottom lip first, smearing a bead of precum there like a promise.
“That’s it,” he murmurs.
“Let me feel that sweet mouth.”
She moans as he slides in, her lips stretching to take him, inch by inch.
River lets out a low, wrecked sound, his hand tightening in her hair.
“Fuck, you were made for this,” River groans, watching her lips stretch around his cock.
“So soft… so fucking eager.”
And just like that, we’re all inside her, her body stretched and filled in every way, surrounded by our touch, claimed completely.
There’s no hesitation, no patience left.
We find our rhythm fast, thrusting in tandem, lost in the heat of her and the pressure building between us.
She arches, a soundless scream caught in her throat, trembling between us like a live wire.
Every moan vibrates around me, every flutter of her muscles around me makes it damn near impossible to hold back.
“Look at her,” I groan, dragging my hand across her lower belly, feeling the tight pull of her body around me.
“So fucking full. I can feel myself inside her, every goddamn inch. She’s taking us like she was built for it.”
“She is,” Levi snarls, snapping his hips harder.
“Our perfect Omega.”
River smirks, cupping her cheek while her mouth is still wrapped around him.
“You’re gonna ruin us, you know that, Emma?”
She moans a knowing sound.
“She already has,” I mutter, then add with a strained laugh.
“Not that any of you assholes are complaining.”
“Not when she moans like that,” Levi growls.
“ Fuck, do it again, sweetheart. Let them hear how good we make you feel.”
Emma lets out a desperate, muffled whimper around River’s cock, and it nearly wrecks me.
River strokes her hair back, voice softer now but still rough with need.
“So fucking perfect, taking so much of my cock in that sweet mouth.”
“She’s cryin’ again,” Levi says with a grin, breathless.
“Tears and drool—look at that. River, she’s fucking messy for you.”
“I like her messy,” River says with a wicked grin, thrusting a little deeper, slow and controlled.
“Don’t pretend you don’t, Levi.”
“I’m counting on it,” Levi grunts, his thrusts getting harder, more erratic.
“She’s gonna fall apart, and I want to watch every second of it.”
Emma trembles, caught in the storm of us, her eyes wet and glassy, body overwhelmed but never pulling away.
She takes every inch, every command.
And still, even in her bliss-drunk state, her hips rock back into us, desperate for more.
Our girl. Our Omega.
And we’re not stopping until she forgets her own name.
Our pace grows ragged, frenzied.
The slick sounds of our bodies fill the room, the slap of skin, the wet heat of her breathless moans around River’s cock.
My grip tightens on her waist, holding her still against me, my chest slick with sweat as I thrust harder, deeper, chasing the edge like it’s oxygen.
She tenses in my arms, the first ripple of her orgasm tightening through her body, a whimper catching in her throat.
I feel that unmistakable shift in her muscles, the way her body begins to seize around us.
“She’s close,” I pant, my voice raw.
“Fuck, she’s squeezing me… hard.”
“Yeah, no shit,” Levi growls through clenched teeth.
“She’s milking me like she wants every last drop.”
Emma arches, her entire body trembling, every part of her locked tight around us.
Her ass grips me like a vice as her mouth goes slack around River for just a moment before she sucks him deeper again with a hungry moan.
She cries out around River’s cock, the sound vibrating through him as her orgasm rips through her like lightning.
Her body clenches, locking us inside her, holding us there like she owns us.
And that’s all it takes.
Levi lets out a brutal, strangled sound.
“Fuck… knot… ” he chokes, thrusting hard once, twice, then locking in place, his knot no doubt swelling as he empties himself deep inside her with a groan that borders on a growl.
My own knot swells in perfect sync, locking me inside her tight heat, the pressure and pulsing my cum into her fiercely.
I curse, burying my face in her neck as I break, my release coming hard and fast, deep and endless.
“Shit. Emma. Fuck!” River’s hips jerk as he spills into her mouth, his hands cradling her face like she’s something precious, even as he shudders through it.
It takes a while with all of us breathless.
River finally slips free from her mouth, breathing like he just ran a marathon.
Emma lets out a long, blissed-out moan and licks her lips with a smirk.
For a moment, there’s only the sound of harsh breathing as the four of us recover.
“Still with us?” Levi asks her softly, brushing sweat-dampened hair from her flushed face.
She nods, her eyes glazed but aware, her smile tired but genuine.
“Well,” she pants, voice raspy.
“For a bunch of guys who talk a lot of shit, you sure managed to keep that going pretty impressively.”
River snorts.
“Sorry, sugar cube… didn’t realize you were taking performance notes between orgasms.”
“Someone’s gotta keep track,” she says, laughing breathlessly.
I’m too busy holding her, feeling the way her body pulses around my still-swollen knot, to say much—just pressing kisses to her shoulder, her neck, anywhere I can reach.
Eventually, we collapse.
Levi and I, still knotted deep inside her, lie on either side of her.
Our arms are tangled across her belly and hips, caging her in the best kind of way.
River flops down across the top of us like a lazy, satisfied wolf, his head beside hers, one arm draped across her chest, thumb tracing lazy circles over her skin.
She’s glowing. Wrecked.
Smiling up at the ceiling as though it’s the stars that just destroyed her.
“That was… insane. Incredible,” she murmurs, breathless.
Then, her smile falters.
Just slightly. Her eyes flick from River to Levi to me.
Her fingers toy with the edge of the pillow, a nervous energy creeping in.
“I might be asking too much,” she says softly, barely above a whisper.
“And you can tell me no. I just... I don’t know.”
I tense.
“What is it?” I ask.
River lifts his head, brushing a kiss to her temple.
“Anything you want, we’ll give it to you.”
“You’re ours now,” Levi adds, no hesitation in his tone.
She turns to look at him, stunned.
“You mean that?”
I nod.
“Of course. You really think we’d just walk away after you gave yourself to us in your heat?”
“I’m feeling this deep… pull. This need that’s just… needling at me.” Her hand curls into my chest like she’s grounding herself.
“I’ve never had a mating bite. But I… I want it. I want yours.”
“You want us to claim you?” I murmur.
“To make it official? Bond you to us?”
She hesitates, eyes suddenly wide with doubt.
“It’s stupid. I know. I always say the most embarrassing things when I’m emotional or overwhelmed or?—”
“Hey,” River cuts in gently, brushing her hair back from her face.
“You think we don’t want this? Fuck, Emma, this is everything.” His voice drops, and he bares his teeth just a little, tongue grazing one of his canines.
“I ache to mark you. To taste you like that. To make sure no one else ever touches what’s ours.”
Levi presses a kiss to her hand, more tender than I’ve ever seen him.
“You want a bond? I want forever. With you. No questions asked.”
I lean in, my lips brushing her ear.
“This is all I’ve wanted for too long, Emma,” I whisper.
“To have an Omega to adore, to protect, to fucking worship. You. Only you. Let me love you the way you deserve.”
Her eyes well with tears as she twists her head to look at me, a single drop slipping down her cheek.
“God,” she breathes.
“You guys are going to destroy me.”
River chuckles.
“That’s kind of the plan.”
Levi grins.
“Ruin you, claim you, love you. In that order.”
Levi lies in front of her, one arm wrapped around her waist, his mouth brushing reverent kisses across her breast. River shifts down to her hip, pressing slow kisses along her waist and the curve of her thigh.
I stay near her shoulder, my mouth brushing the curve of her neck, feeling the thrum of her pulse beneath my lips.
She moans, hips rocking gently, her body sensitive and burning, already tuned to us.
The tension coils tighter.
We surround her and prepare to seal the bond.
“Are you ready?” I ask softly.
“Yes,” she whispers.
“Please.”
And we bite, my teeth breaking skin, the coppery taste of blood on my tongue.
Three sets of teeth sink into her skin—River at her inner thigh, Levi at the swell of her breast, and me at her throat.
She cries out, sharp and high, her whole body bowing between us, but her next breath is a gasp of need, a whisper of Don’t stop.
I feel the change instantly.
It’s like a wire threads through my soul, locking me to her.
A flash of heat, of belonging, courses through my chest and down to my very bones.
My knot throbs, still locked inside her, but now it feels more than physical.
Spiritual. My body knows hers in a way I can’t explain, every heartbeat syncing, every thought drowned in Emma.
I pull back from her throat, panting, and stare down at her like I’ve never seen anything more beautiful in my life.
I’m hers.
And I’ll never survive being without her now.
River groans as he lifts his head, licking blood from his lips.
“That’s beautiful,” he mutters, then kisses her hip like a vow.
Levi licks a smear of crimson from her breast, then rests his forehead on hers.
“You’re ours now. ”
Emma huffs a wet, teary laugh.
“You three can still joke around during the most emotionally intense moment of my life?”
“We’re Alphas,” Levi says smugly.
“Multitasking is a specialty.”
“I’m stuck under your collective body weight,” she adds with a grin.
“And also full of knots and cum.”
“Flatter us more,” River murmurs, nuzzling against her legs.
We collapse again, still tangled.
Levi and I are still knotted deep inside her, pressing her snugly between us, as though we’re guarding her from the world.
River lies sprawled across her lower half, his head near her hip.
Her fingers thread through mine, and when she speaks, it’s soft, full of something real.
“That was... incredible, and I don’t think it’s over.”
I press a kiss to her damp temple.
“We’ll go again.”
Emma laughs, and I swear I could die happy right here, inside her, claimed by her, wrapped around everything I never thought I’d have.
Home.
“Once you’re ready,” I add, grinning into her neck.
She huffs a laugh, completely relaxed between us.
“Right. Just as soon as your knots decide to calm the hell down.”
River chuckles from near her hip, kissing her skin.
“You love our cocks.”
She hums, smug and sweet.
“I really fucking do.”