Chapter 66
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sixty-six
I can’t believe I almost gave this up .
It’s a thought I’ve had every day since Serena bit me. The utter disbelief that I nearly forfeited a pack bond as some sort of penance.
She’s been in heat for nearly five days, and every hour only makes me more thankful that our omega knew better. She knew that we needed this, somehow, and made sure to give it to us.
It’s taken this long, but I’m almost used to being able to tune into the guys’ thoughts. We all occasionally shut each other out, but fo r the most part, we’ve needed our lines open to keep Serena well cared for.
Right now, she’s dreaming about her garden. We can only see flickers—lights, colors, sometimes scents. But I can tell Spencer is listening as hard as I am because his lips keep twitching up. He doesn’t even seem upset about being distracted from the equations on his mind.
Avery is half-listening. That’s the way his mind works, I’ve noticed. He can only give complete focus to a handful of things—going over every step of his latest match, looking for errors; and pack stuff—like how secretly grateful he is that Spencer sat through his fight and how excited he is for Serena to see the next one.
Right now, he’s mentally blocking out all the workouts he’ll have to do to make up for his time in here—though, he notes, he won’t need to catch up on cardio. If anything, he might need to reduce that a bit…
Jonah would usually be thinking along similar lines, working overtime to catch up on practices he’s missed, but he’s pretending to sleep. We let him get away with it, even though it’s obvious he’s busy behind his curtain. He has his eyes shut, but a heavily pensive frown pulls under his beard.
The fact that we’ve all gotten more than six hours of rest makes his ruse less convincing. For the first few days, Serena needed one of us every hour—sometimes more than one of us. Yesterday, she started to go for longer stretches, just needing to be held or purred for.
Today, she finally started sleeping more, which Spencer says is a good sign. Her Omega must finally feel satisfied; we should see our sweet baby again soon.
Which means it’s time to discuss what happened outside the locker room after the fight.
According to the alpha who approached my pack, his omega, Remi, is best friends with Meg Ash… who met Serena in the stadium at the pre-season game and instantly knew something was amis s. A fact she confirmed with her alphas by asking Jonah to show them all a picture last week.
Apparently, Remi and Serena are identical. And both of them were placed for adoption at birth.
We should talk.
Beside me, Spencer sighs, leaning his head back on the edge of the nest and shutting his eyes. Jonah’s eyes snap open right away, proving he really wasn’t asleep.
And Avery is the first one to complain, burying his head between two of Serena’s nest cushions with a grumble. “Do we have to ?”
I’m about to say, “yes”; because we have to figure out what we’re going to tell Serena when she wakes up. Which will be soon, apparently.
I’ve spent a long time trying to shoulder everything for all of us, but we clearly work better as a unit. They deserve a say in how we move forward here. And I’m grateful as hell not to be in this alone.
I open my mouth, but urgency suddenly flares through the bond. We all sit up, looking at each other for an explanation.
Was that ? —
Are you ? —
No, it wasn’t ? —
Serena.
We think it at the same time, all four of us turning to the little omega bundled up between Jonah and Ave. A moment ago, her beautiful features were smooth. Now, they’re pinched, reflecting the pain that rips at her lower abdomen as a sharp burst of perfume fills the air.
Our pack moves as one, closing in on her. Jonah starts up his deep purr, pushing against her back as Ave cups her face, slowly kissing her awake.
“Time for another knot, gorgeous,” he whispers. Serena whimpers, pressing closer to him.
“She’s exhausted. The pain should be subsiding by now.” Spence r frowns as he checks her temperature, tutting at the thermometer. “She’s cooler but not enough to break the heat.”
I’d normally feel a jag of alarm, but the bent of his thoughts stays calm, so I do, too. “Does that happen?”
He nods, quirking his lips to the side. “She might need us to try something new. Sometimes, toward the end of a heat, especially if it’s the first one an omega’s had with mates, their instincts are reluctant to let go. A big shock to their systems can be effective in breaking that grasp.”
There’s no time for me to wonder what he’s talking about, because he instantly shoots all of us a mental image of the exact configuration that immediately came to his mind.
Jonah looses a low growl of approval, but Ave groans . “Oh God .”
And Spencer actually laughs . “I’ll direct, of course.” He shoots me a customary nod of deference. “If you’re good with that, Tris.”
Jonah snorts a smirk over Serena’s dark head. “You’ll be a bit busy, alpha.”
Yeah, no shit.
Serena starts to whine, the sound much softer than it was at the beginning of her heat. It has something to do with how tired she is, but more to do with how safe she feels. She knows she barely has to make a sound, and we’ll all trip over ourselves to get to her.
My spoiled baby girl.
She’s perfect.
Which only makes what I’m about to do all the better. I raise a brow at Avery as his inked-up body slinks over. “Front or back?”
He cocks a glower. “You have to ask?”
He has a point. I don’t think there’s been a single time he’s missed the opportunity to take our omega while she presented or hold her from behind while the rest of us worked.
I move to lie on my back as Jonah bundles Serena into his chest, purring louder and kissing her forehead before he carries her ov er. “Who’s going to knot her?” he asks, being a shit-stirrer.
Avery smiles menacingly. “Whoever lasts the longest.”
Jonah gently places Serena on top of me, her breasts rubbing against my chest hair as she moans and rocks against me. “Hi, baby,” I whisper. “We have a treat for you.”
Brilliant green eyes blink at me, trying to understand through her brain fog. When I send her the mental image Spencer came up with, though, she instantly perks up.
Ave chuckles fondly, straddling my thighs and smoothing his hands down her back. “Yeah, kitten? Look good?”
She nods emphatically, putting grins on each of our faces. Jonah looms at one of her sides while Spencer closes in at the other.
He spreads his palm flat over her heart and kisses her softly, nosing her cheek. “Hello, darling. You’ve done so well. I’m very pleased.”
She lives for his praise, the same way she loves Jonah’s reverence, Avery’s wild obsession, and my protectiveness. When a flutter of joy and a burst of confidence soar through her, we all smile wider.
I love the way she preens as she kneels, tossing her thick, lustrous hair back. Avery promptly grabs a fistful and tugs her into his inked muscles, leaning over her shoulder to whisper in her ear.
Whatever he says has slick pouring down her thighs, dribbling onto my throbbing erection. I ignore my curiosity, knowing it’s better for us all to keep our interior curtains drawn while we tend to our omega.
We learned pretty quickly that leaving them open and sharing all of our arousal in the bond was a recipe for things ending quickly.
And the mess wasn’t ideal, either.
There will be no help for that, with what Spence has in mind.
He holds her steady as Avery works on getting everyone ready—finger ing her slick pussy until his hands are covered in shiny wetness. He gives no warning before clamping one of them around each of our dicks and tugging .
Fuck . I snarl quietly, loving the feel of her need coating my skin and the fact that Avery isn’t gentle in the slightest.
He pulls at my aching cock until all the veins along the sides rub against his callouses. Buzzing tingles race to my balls, tightening my abdominal muscles as pre-cum pools at the bulging head of my dick.
Serena moans, watching his tattooed hand move over me. Finally, he reaches all the way down to knead my knot. It’s already pounding, but she watches it grow and keens, tweaking everything below my navel even tighter.
Jonah smooths soothing hands down her back and belly, rubbing a slow circle where she aches to be filled. “Doesn’t your alpha look good with Ave’s hands on him?”
She whimpers, eyes flashing down to mine. This isn’t the first time during her heat that one of us has lent the other a helping hand, but it’s the first time she seems to get it.
And she loves it.
Biting her lip, she starts to buck against the open air. Spencer hushes her, sliding his hand up to her throat.
“I know, darling girl. Let Avery get them both as hard as possible. Then you can take two alpha cocks at once, hmm? Show us what a good omega you are for us?”
Serena sways closer, whining for a kiss he immediately gives her, murmuring more praises against her lips while Jonah strokes down to thumb at her clit.
In her haze, Serena can’t put up her curtain, so we all feel the jolt of pleasure that bolts through her core. Jonah licks his lips as she moans, dropping his other hand to fist his cock. She’ll need that later, too.
Avery’s fingers slides down my girth faster, pressing into my knot until I finally growl at him. He releases me with another evil smirk and starts positioning us .
My chest is already heaving, but I feel fairly confident I can last.
Until he bends her forward and uses his shaft to shove mine into her clenching heat.
And I remember—the piercings .
Holy fucking ? —
Serena and I both shout, my head falling back to the mattress and hers dropping forward. Jonah holds her around the waist, allowing her to hover half-folded over my body while Avery tunnels deep from behind, pushing me in as far as we can both reach.
Her pussy shudders, gushing slick down to my knot and the full balls dangling under it. It creates a whirlpool effect—wet heat swirling, pressing us together until I feel the metal balls pierced through his head stimulating mine. When she cinches tighter, the bars studding his length roll against me, too.
Which explains why he was so cocky about outlasting me.
He may have overestimated his control, though. After half a minute, he’s gnashing his teeth every bit as hard as I am, roughing out growls to match mine on every plunge.
Serena begs for more, whining and moaning, squirming in the thick circle of Jonah’s arm.
“She needs more,” Spencer decides, kneeling upright. His cock bobs in front of her face as he flexes his fingers into all four of her claiming marks.
She screams, her core spasming around both of us until my knot ticks wider. It bumps Avery’s and he groans, gasping, “Fuck me. Fucking fuck me .”
I can’t tell if he’s talking to me or our omega, but all three of us move faster and harder, grinding together as our knots press and glide, so perfectly slicked up by Serena’s sweet, creamy cunt.
Spencer guides himself into her mouth, petting her hair back as he pumps against her tongue. When he moves the hand around her throat down to support her weight, Jonah drops his arm and fists himself harder, watching our omega swallow her alpha down with d esperate moans. His free hand falls to the place between Serena’s body and mine, finding her clit and rolling it between his fingers.
Shit .
“She’s gonna come,” Avery bites out. “Fuck, kitten, you feel so goddamn good when that little pussy squeezes us. Just. Like. That .”
He gives a vicious thrust with every word, the friction between us building until I know I’m about to lose my battle for control.
But just as I’m gritting my molars, ready to admit defeat and pull out to come all over both of them, Avery spits out one final curse and explodes.
The thick spurt starts inside of her, lubing her up for my knot as he drags those piercings and his pounding shaft out of her body. He comes across her ass while I shove all the way in, my knot popping into place as Serena’s inner walls massage it.
She drains Spencer with her mouth while her pussy empties my cock. Jonah bellows, adding to the mess of scents decorating her skin with his own load.
Our omega comes longer than she has yet, her orgasm rolling through her body long after all of them have gently pulled out or way from her. Spencer catches her limp body as she falls into another daze, already reaching for the nearest clean blanket to wipe her up.
Jonah staggers back while I stare up, my blurry brain rebooting.
Holy fuck .
Avery looks just as fucked up, chortling as he sinks backward like a stone. “Weren’t we,” he pants, “supposed to talk?”