Chapter 55 #2
Charm is the evergreen forest with fresh, new growth, but his mind has a hint of that salty tang from the seaside where he grew up.
I can see how it shaped him, and I’m glad he told me about his struggles to open up.
I can see how much he still has hidden inside, under the surface.
We’ll be together forever now, so Charm has all the time in the world to share when he’s ready.
Henri’s mind is sweet and steady. At a quick glance, he might seem meek, but past the unassuming exterior is the power and intelligence I knew was there.
His mind is all alpha, just as protective as the others, as if his interest in security cameras didn’t make that obvious enough.
Henri showers me with love in the bond, just like he does every day with the way he cares for us, making us feel at home.
The two of them lick their bites while I catch my breath, coming to terms with the new minds connected to mine.
When they’re done, Charm offers me his neck. I bite his throat, just like I did with Orion. I decided to mark all my alphas in the most obvious place, and I think it’s cute that they’ll match.
I flow into Charm’s mind, letting him know I’ll always be here no matter what.
He can tell me anything, and I’ll never judge him for being honest rather than being agreeable to keep the peace.
I share my love for him and show him how happy I am to have him as my alpha.
He tightens his hold on my thighs, thoughts a swirling mixture of excitement and surprise that we’re really, truly bonded.
I clean my bite, and they pull out after I’m done, making me whine.
Charm hands me to Henri, who offers me his neck.
I bite fast, and he welcomes me in like a hug, a cozy blanket wrapped around me, holding me close as our bond snaps into place. I had intended to share my thoughts with him, but he already knows how I feel. Henri accepts me without question, no words or explanation needed between mates.
With three bonds in place, there’s a pull to connect to the rest of the pack. I’m not sure if I’m picking up on their feelings or if that’s just how bonds work, like the pack wants to be completed.
Magnus takes me next. He wraps my legs around his chest, putting us at eye level. He smiles and kisses me. His chest rubs against Charm’s mark, making it tingle pleasantly.
When Magnus pulls back, he asks, “May I bite your neck? I can do it somewhere else—”
“Yes!” I say before he’s finished.
I want to be covered in their marks. I want people to know I’ve found my mates.
He doesn’t second-guess my answer, fisting his hand in my hair and tilting my head back. When he bites, it feels like his jaw covers my entire neck.
Magnus blows in like a crisp mountain breeze, his scent wilder than I’ve ever smelled it.
It’s freshly harvested ginger and spices, unrestrained, untamed.
He doesn’t hold back, finally trusting that I can handle him.
I feel everything. His fierce love for me and his packmates, his soft heart for the people we help and the mountains we tend.
Even Magnus’s love for Pete, his ferocious little companion.
I’m full to bursting with him, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.
He cleans his mark tenderly while I hang limply in his arms.
Magnus brings my lips to his neck, sensing what I want.
When I bite, his happiness is blinding. He’s so thrilled that we’re bonded, and I haven’t even had a chance to show him everything yet.
I let Magnus know how much I love his tenderness and his strength.
He shouldn’t be afraid to take up space, he’ll never be too much for me.
I promise I’ll always be there for him, gardening partners forever.
We’re giddy in love, the feelings bouncing back and forth until it’s hard to tell who they’re coming from.
It doesn’t matter though, we’re part of each other now.
I release him and clean his neck, but he’s still there, tucked inside me. When I’m done, Magnus kisses me and slowly lowers me down, holding my hips until I find my balance.
Finally, Cato takes his place before me.
He drops to his knees and kisses my stomach, looking up at me.
“I love your taste,” he says, voice deeper with his alpha.
His scent is rougher, dark, almost bitter chocolate, but I have no fear of him losing control. Cato and his alpha are always sweet and careful with me.
I love seeing him like this without the muzzle, sharp teeth peeking out from between his lips.
Cato lifts my thighs over his shoulders and spreads me open. He kneads my ass and presses his nose against my mound, scenting me. My pussy throbs in anticipation of meeting his tongue again.
After breathing me in, he buries his face in my pussy.
I moan and writhe as Cato eats me. He works quickly this time, driving me toward an orgasm with precision. My breaths come faster, and he sucks on my clit, pulling me over the edge.
Cato follows me down, teeth buried in my mound. He’s so close to my clit, it’s like an injection of pleasure straight into my veins.
He enters me in a rush, eager to make me his. I can feel his alpha too, but sense a loose tether between them, between logic and instinct. It’s more like a seesaw, falling one way or the other, rather than an even balance that would let Cato easily communicate with his alpha.
But that’s not all there is to him, not by far.
Cato is so much more than his biology. He’s cleverness, which he uses to affectionally irritate his packmates and tease me. He’s sweetness, always thinking of me, caring for me, planning for our lives together. And there’s his fierceness that he channels into helping others.
Mostly, I just feel how much Cato loves me, how his life revolves around me now.
Maybe later I’ll tell him he doesn’t need to live like that, but for now, I’m happy to revel in how much he’s obsessed with me.
Cato tends to his bite, though thankfully not for long. The whole area is incredibly sensitive now, and it feels insanely good, but I don’t want to be distracted by an orgasm when I still have to complete our bond.
He stands and wraps my legs around his waist, offering me his neck. I can feel his heart pounding through our partial bond.
I brush a kiss across his neck, and bite.
All I can feel is joy as I enter his mind, throwing my love around as Cato surrounds me.
It’s a concentrated version of how it feels whenever I’m with him, like I’m flying, loose and carefree.
I’ve always been so focused on my studies, and I’m thankful I found someone it’s safe to let go with, who helps me have fun.
I offer the same to Cato now. I’ll always be there, game for however he wants to play.
My bond with Cato completes our pack. I’m connected to all five of my alphas, minds and hearts and scents intertwined forever.
Their joy is mine, their pleasure is mine.
Their strength and intelligence is at my command.
Everything they have they’re giving to me, and I’m humbled and honored to accept it.
I’ll be there to carry their burdens too. I’m not just in this for the good times or for what they can do for me. I’m here to help them, to make their lives easier and more fun. We’re better and stronger together as a team, at home and at work.
I’m smiling as I clean my bite, and the others converge on us before I’m done, too excited to wait. I’m at the center of our hug, my mates enveloping me inside and out.
Our celebration is all physical. We don’t need words anymore to know how we feel about each other.
When they knot me for the first time since the bond, the sensation is indescribable.
They make thorough use of the gift I made of myself and eventually take me down to celebrate some more.
I’m no longer counting down the days until my training is over. I have everything I want, and I’ll enjoy every moment with them.