Chapter 68
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sixty-eight
Have you ever seen the Grand Canyon?
It’s one of the Seven Wonders of the World. My mom took me once, when I was eight—I remember the view so clearly. Endless golden color. Carved so deep, it turns your brain inside out.
But that shit?
It’s nothing compared to Bridget.
Standing at the edge of our bond, gazing into her soul, feels a lot like standing at the edge of that canyon. Only better . Fucking more .
I don’t know how. Or why she chose me .
But I know I will be worthy.
Because it’s my life’s mission now. And we all know how I get when I want something.
Like this omega, eating her damn coffee cake.
“One more bite, querida ,” I promise, sending a rush of reassurance into our bond. “I can feel how hungry you are.”
And it’s driving me insane .
Our mate may be a sassy vixen, but her Omega is a total sweetheart. She huddles closer to my chest, curling in on herself when she senses my frustration. I set her breakfast down instantly, purring as I plant kisses all over her face.
Seeing this vulnerable side of her should probably freak me out, but I only love her more for every quiver of her full lips and each droplet in her crystal eyes. I tell her so, humming the words in both of my languages, scent-marking her face.
“I’m not mad, corazón . Just worried about you. I want you to eat some more for me.”
Food has been my responsibility for this heat. Cooking it, making sure she eats it. Eating her as a bribe when she refuses…
Colt’s taken on her showers, insisting he be the one to wash her every day. No matter how much she fusses, he finds a way to coax her onto his handy shower chair. Then takes his time massaging her sore limbs and washing her hair.
Jesse is the one she counts on to help rebuild her nest whenever the mood strikes. She also tends to go to him if she needs someone to purr her to sleep.
Adrian has surprised me the most. Sure, he runs this shit, pumping out his particular brand of dominance to keep everyone in line—but Bridget isn’t the only one he’s caring for.
No, he observes all of us. Issuing reminders that we keep up our water intake. Ensuring we get at least a few hours of uninterrupted sleep every day. Pitching in to do his fair share of the chores and keeping up with team business, too.
It took a few days, but eventually—sometime around three a.m. last night, while we sandwiched our omega between us—I begrudgingly had to admit: I appreciate the bastard.
Bridget feels my remembered gratitude and perks up a little. It’s so fucking sweet how her Omega just wants all of us to be happy—and is willing to do just about anything for our approval.
I won’t rest until she knows she doesn’t have to do anything. She has my whole fucking heart, forever. No matter what.
I can’t even decide which version of her I love more, at this point. Her angelic Omega, or my fiery red-velvet cupcake.
Jesus.
Colt is right: I am a simp.
Our catcher isn’t much better off, though. The awe smoldering low in his lungs reflects the adoration vibrating in my own. He glances up from the scrap of Kings’ blue in his hands, casting our omega a tender glance.
I can’t believe she stole this , he thinks, holding up the cap.
Jesse abandons his musings on what sort of lotion our omega might tolerate for a massage later, tuning in to our conversation. He looks at our sleeping pack leader. Determination sparks in his center when he decides not to wake Adrian.
“You stopped wearing it,” Jesse points out, whispering. “Was that just because she took it for her nest?”
Denial lurches into Colt’s throat, but he deliberately swallows it. Hoarse, he answers, “No. I—It didn’t feel right anymore.”
I was embarrassed , he admits, deep down where only we can hear. I used to wear this damn thing everywhere. Every day. And then it became a symbol of all my fuck-ups…
He doesn’t have the words to complete his thought, but I understand anyway. So does Jesse.
Bridget wanted it , our blond packmate finishes. She liked it enough to hide it in her nest. Because she loves you .
Every piece , Colt agrees, examining the cap again. Wonder swells under his diaphragm. Even this one.
Because she’s perfect, I reply. Our mate .
Bridget burrows closer to my purr when it stutters. Her scent-mark puts a soft smile on my face as I roll her into her queen-worthy pile of pillows. Silky lemon cream fills the air.
It definitely isn’t causing as much urgency today, which probably means her heat is winding down.
After four days, a part of me is sad to lose this bubble we’ve been in, but another piece is relieved.
Even with all our extra care, this has been hard on our girl’s body. She deserves some quality rest.
None of us are willing to rush her, though. This Omega can have as many knots and as much pampering as she can handle.
Carajo , but she looks like a jewel. Her rich auburn hair and peachy blush. The way her blown pupils have turned her sky-blue eyes to sapphires.
She gives a tiny whine, begging for another knot. Which is fair. I did promise her a treat if she ate her breakfast.
Colt hears my mind racing through the possibilities and latches onto the distraction, setting his hat aside as he tosses out a mental image. One filthy enough to turn Jesse’s low purr into a stammer and transform our girl’s whimper into a keen .
Oh, fuck yeah. She likes that idea.
Wicked delight swoops through my stomach. “Wake Adrian up.”
Our pack leader has definitely gotten the least sleep, but he won’t want to miss this. Especially since it will be a new experience for our omega.
Sure enough, his bleary blue eyes clear within seconds, sharpening while he runs over the details swirling in Colt’s mind.
Goddamn.
The guy’s a freak .
I’m a little proud.
Jesse snorts at my thoughts. Reminding me, once again, that I should probably turn that shit off occasionally.
We all should, for this , Adrian agrees. Things will be messy enough without one of us going off early .
As embarrassing as it is to admit, that has been a bit of a problem since we bonded. Feeling five people’s lust at one time, not to mention how motherfucking glorious Bridget’s scent is…
It’s a good thing we have forever to practice not coming all over her pretty pillows.
And maybe an even better thing that our girl doesn’t seem to mind.
Colt might be ruthless with the rest of us when it comes to this shit, but he’s always exceedingly sweet to our omega. He thoroughly scent-marks her forehead and his claim mark before helping her onto her knees, clutching her close and kissing her with plunging licks.
Squirming for more, Bridget whines and gouges her nails into his skin. When she hits his bond mark, Colt hisses, dropping onto his back and spreading his legs. The look he casts me is impatient.
As if he isn’t asking me to perform a highly skilled maneuver on the fly.
“If you’re not up to it…” Jesse taunts.
Bridget squeaks her desperation, earning each of us stern looks from Daddy.
I mean Adrian .
“Don’t make my mate wait,” he bites out, making his way to her face. Pressing gentle kisses on her cheeks before murmuring praises to her.
I take advantage of Jesse’s distraction and move into position, lining my cock up with Colt’s pierced dick. It twitches, bumping our heads together.
Carajo . This might be hard.
Pun completely intended.
Bridget’s already gushing slick, so I scoop up a palmful of her gorgeous lemon cream and glide my hand over myself, then Colt. He grits his teeth when I slip over his knot, a low growl vibrating against Bridget’s chest.
She needs to be like this , I think, sending Adrian a mental picture before I close my internal curtain.
He weaves his fingers into the hair at her nape and tugs. “ Present , omega.”
The gentle bark works instantly. Bridget lets her upper half sink fully onto Colt’s chest and lifts her ass higher. Jesse watches her assume her new position, slowly stroking himself as he bites his lip.
God, she’s so beautiful . He shuts his part of the bond down after that final thought, turning his attention to where I’m hard at work.
Trying to fit two alpha cocks into one gorgeous cunt.
Colt and I grunt when I stretch my fingers around both shafts.
His silver piercing grazes the underside of my head, sending a tingly snap to my balls.
Combined with the sensation of sweet citrus slick sliding over my swollen skin…
my knot is already half full by the time I line us both up at her entrance.
Bridget’s next whine launches me into motion. My hips buck forward, punching myself into her wet, silky heat. Colt snarls, lifting his body to replace mine when I start to pull back. Beginning a rhythm where we take turns filling her.
Fuck me . It’s been five days, and she just gets more perfect every time .
Her inner muscles massage the top of my throbbing cock while Colt’s piercing rubs along the other side, keeping me balanced on the edge of a blade. I ignore the way my knot screams, shifting and moving my knees to straddle Colt’s right leg… so Jesse can get to Bridget’s ass.
Our omega thrashes, a wail of pleasure tearing from her chest as he slowly works himself into her. We’ve taken her this way dozens of times since her heat started, but never with two dicks in her pussy.
The stretch is intense . I feel the hard ridge of Jesse’s massive erection pressing through the thin, scorching skin separating us. Everything inside Bridget seizes up, trying to tug us all deeper.
“Shh,” Adrian soothes, thumbing her cheek. He hooks her lower lip. “Open up for Daddy, sweetheart.”
Dios mío , the way she lunges for his dick is so hot . Colt groans from underneath her, his view even better than mine.
Jesse must like it, too, because he’s already panting. Drilling her ass in smooth, deep plunges. Creating constant friction on both sides of my raging cock.
Bridget starts to clench around us, the pressure pressing my knot into Colt’s, rubbing those damn silver metal balls over my frenulum until I’m gasping. “Fuck, fuck . Gonna come, querida .”
Adrian’s low growl reminds me of our original plan. I shove as deep into her cunt s I can while Colt snarls and slides out. I go off the second his piercing rubs the base of my knot, popping myself all the way into Bridget just in time.
Unghhhhhh fuuuuuuck . I’ll never get used to feeling her lush wetness locked around my stretched, pulsing skin. How she massages every nerve with her trembling muscles.
My omega screams around our pack leader’s dick, still coming as Colt empties his balls all over her pussy, paying no mind the fact that he sprays Jesse and me in the process.
Our blond packmate hisses a second later, tugging himself out of her ass so he can add his cum to the waterfall of slick and seed covering her. “ Jesus ,” he moans, watching himself spray out. “Bee, you’re so goddamn sexy .”
Colt groans his agreement while I pant, flicking a look to Adrian. He’s borderline feral, hard enough to drive nails as he gently pulls himself out of Bridget’s mouth and nods at me.
My knot has barely deflated enough to slip free, but he’s beyond caring. Our alpha flips her over, jacking his thick cock with fast snaps of his wrist. Holding our girl’s face in one palm while the other milks a thick stream of white down her belly, across her mound, and all over her cunt.
“ Alpha!” Bridget pleads. And, inside our bond, she begs with a single image.
Appreciative snarls ring through the nest as Adrian’s chest swells with smug pride. Daddy knew you would want to taste all of us at once , he murmurs to her. He bends to rub a sweet scent-mark along our omega’s cheekbone, reaching down for the hot fucking mess between her thick thighs.
He scoops up the mixture, bringing it to her lips. Watching her lap it up with a fanatical gleam in his eye. We all groan again, but he wraps his free hand around her throat before reaching for another taste of us.
I collapse into her side, snuggling close. She feels a bit cooler now, which was Adrian’s aim. I’m not sure how I feel about it.
On one hand, I get my mate back. On the other, I’ll miss the Omega I’ve fallen madly in love with.
I don’t think she’s going to lock her Omega down again , Colt replies, stretching his limbs before he comes to sit between her legs.
Jesse crawls to Bridget’s crown, sifting her mussed hair back to plant a kiss on her forehead. That’s the beauty of this , he thinks, adoration filling his chest. We get to keep them both.
I gaze into her bleary eyes, love rising to fill my throat as I nod. Glancing at my packmates. Absorbing the moment and agreeing. Promising.
Forever .