Chapter 13
13
DEVYN
I’m so excited to see Ace and Connor again that I don’t even care that it’s a last-minute plan.
I had mentally anticipated seeing them later in the week, but when Connor invited me, it was hard to say no.
Especially with Ben enthusiastic about the idea.
I was worried that he would be reluctant to see Ace again after their rift, but he was nothing but supportive.
Especially now that neither of us has to cook, and he’s able to go to work the next day late.
My gut feeling says that today is going to be great, and judging by the fluttering of my heart when Connor opens the door, I’m right.
He’s so handsome that it makes my breath catch.
“Hi, Dev,” he says, his voice warm and green eyes kind.
I love that he’s using my nickname now. It makes something flutter in my stomach.
“Connor!” I can’t help but hug him. He pulls me into his strong arms, and I inhale his coffee, bourbon, and chocolate scent.
He’s delicious.
When I pull away, he shakes Ben’s hand. “Good to see you again,” he tells him, and I can’t stop beaming.
Ben has liked Connor since they first met, and I’m over the moon to see that Connor enjoys his company, too.
The only one I’m still nervous about is Ace.
I adore him and his lavender scent, but I hate how he and Ben started off on the wrong foot.
Tonight will rectify that. I just know it.
Connor and Ace’s house is lovely. It’s in a quiet neighborhood at the end of a cul-de-sac with a sprawling driveway. The front is neatly manicured with trimmed hedges, and behind their house hiking trails lead to lush woods.
It isn’t an obnoxious mansion or a ridiculous display of wealth.
This is a home, and I love it.
My mouth stays open in shock as we head past their front room, and Connor leads us to the living area. Their entertainment center is impressive, with a massive television and floor-to-ceiling shelves full of movies. A welcoming cream couch sits in front of it with a glass coffee table.
The room smells like them, too. Ace’s lavender aroma mixes with Connor’s dark, bitter notes, and it creates a delicious blend to my senses.
“We have some snacks set up in the kitchen,” Connor adds, nodding at me. “Are you hungry?”
My eyes widen. “What kind of snacks?”
Connor shrugs. “A bit of everything. We weren’t sure what you liked, exactly.” He leads us into the kitchen, where Ace is setting up a platter with a tin in the middle. When he sees me, he stops and smiles.
Is that caviar?!
“Hey, gorgeous,” Ace purrs, wrapping me in his arms. “Long time no see, baby.”
My face flames as I inhale his scent. “It’s hasn’t even been a week,” I murmur, my inner Omega pleased at his words.
“It’s been far too long,” he says as I step back. Then he turns to Ben. “Good to see you again,” he greets, and Ben responds with a nod and a smile.
“You, too,” he responds, and my heart feels like it could burst.
I cannot wait to see how the night goes.
* * *
Everything is going so well that I don’t even text the group chat.
April and Skylar were right—I had nothing to worry about after the little hiccup at the arcade.
I’m obsessed with Ace and Connor’s home.
It reminds me of how Ben and I would decorate ours if we had an unlimited budget.
Our apartment is nice, and I’m more than happy I have a decent roof over my head.
I have a place to call mine, something I’ve never had before Ben.
But this place? It’s like something I dreamed about when I was a kid, when I would look through the random magazines they had at the group home.
“The only thing they need to fix is that parking garage,” Ben murmurs. We’re all plopped on the couch, me sitting in between Ben and Ace with Connor on the other side of Ace.
Everyone’s scents have blended together. I can even scent Ben more than usual.
Which isn’t the best sign. It means my Heat is coming sooner than I thought it would.
But I have my quick-acting dissolvable suppressants, and if I popped a double dose with my iced coffee, no one needs to know.
“What’s wrong with your parking garage?” Connor asks, staring at the television screen. Ben and Ace are playing one of my favorite classic shooter games, and Ben and I are switching off who plays against Ace.
It’s entertaining to see Connor watching us with a slight look of confusion on his face.
“We only park on the street, not in the garage,” I say. “The gate has gotten stuck before, and the door that goes into the garage locks behind you in a weird way. I’m terrified of being stuck down there.”
Connor turns to me and frowns. “They should fix that,” he mutters. “That’s not safe.”
Ace snorts and mashes the buttons on his controller. “Babe, my first apartment didn’t have running water for a month. I showered with a bucket I filled from a hose.”
My eyes light up. “Hey! I’ve done that too!”
Ace raises a hand to quickly high-five me, then goes back to the game.
Connor pales while Ben clears his throat awkwardly.
Ben knows about my past—I’ve told him about the worst times in the life, the nights where I’ve slept in a car, or when I would have sleep for dinner because there wasn’t enough food to go around.
I had a lot of happy moments too, but I can tell it pains Ben when he thinks about how I grew up.
He can empathize, but he can’t truly relate.
It seems like Ace can, and even if I weren’t attracted to him, I know I’ve found a new friend in him.
It just happens to be that he’s gorgeous, and I want to climb him like a tree.
“It’s simple,” I tell Connor. “I just don’t go into the garage. You don’t have to worry about my safety.”
“That’s impossible,” the three of them say at once, and my eyes widen.
Ben loses the round with Ace and hands me the controller.
“Dev, I’m always going to worry about you,” Ben tells me, stroking my hair. “And I’m pretty sure Connor and Ace will, too.”
“Damn right,” Ace adds. “You’re pretty much stuck with us now, babe.”
My heart soars, and Ben gives me a small, secret smile.
I couldn’t be happier right now.
* * *
There’s one small problem.
Well, it’s kind of growing bigger by the moment.
I didn’t bring any more suppressants with me.
I’m in full pre-Heat symptoms, and I’m sure all three of them know.
My appetite has been wild—I devoured my weight in snacks, caviar, and fresh sushi which Connor had delivered for us.
I moaned way too loudly as I ate, as well.
Those are the big symptoms of my pre-Heat—I grow hungrier and more vocal, and I’m sensitive to the slightest touch.
We’ve moved on from the video games to a reality show. It’s my favorite baking competition, and even though I assured the guys we didn’t have to watch it, they insisted they wanted to.
Ace and Connor have been asking me questions related to recipes that the contestants make, and I’ve been happy to answer them and chatter away about all the knowledge I have, courtesy of April and Skylar.
But Ace is rubbing my feet as I answer them, and my tangent about fondant is becoming mumbled garbage in my brain.
My head is in Ben’s lap, and he strokes my hair while Ace runs his fingers down the arch of my socked foot.
Connor stays on the other side of Ace, keeping an arm wrapped around his shoulders as my foot massage continues and I sigh in bliss.
“Is this okay?” Ben asks me softly. “Are you doing okay?”
Ace pauses his movements and eyes me curiously.
“Yes,” I murmur. “This is good.”
It’s beyond good. Wetness pools between my legs, and I let out a soft whimper as Ace continues to massage me.
I’ve never had two men touch me at once, and I breathe through each sensation, savoring the experience.
Is this how April and Skylar feel when they’re with their packs?
I would never leave my apartment if it was like this.
I close my eyes and drown in Ace and Ben’s touch, letting out soft hums and moans until Connor chokes out a groan.
“She’s very… vocal ,” he says. “Is she always like this?”
“Those sounds are fucking incredible,” Ace says, breathless. “It’s making me hard as fuck.”
I’m soaking wet from a foot massage.
I don’t have a change of underwear.
I’m a mess.
Ben continues to stroke my hair, his movements calm and reassuring while pleasure blooms in my core. “She’s always been loud,” he says. “Always been sensitive.”
“It’s fucking beautiful,” Ace says.
My inner Omega loves the way they’re talking about me. I open my eyes to see Ace watching me with wild eyes, his gaze hyperfocused on my face.
“You make the prettiest noises,” he purrs, “and we’ve barely touched you yet.”
Connor lets out another groan. “Devyn, I’m sorry for my manners…Your scent…it’s incredible…”
Ben caresses my cheek while I gaze up into his brown eyes. “You’re affecting them, babe,” he says.
But I know I’m affecting him as well. His pupils are dilated, and his cock is stiff against his jeans. He adjusts himself so his erection isn’t pressing against my neck, but I grin in satisfaction, knowing it’s there.
I did this to all three of them.
I made these grown men weak for me.
My inner Omega is thrilled , her self-esteem through the roof.
Ben trails his hand to my throat while Ace presses particularly hard into the arch of my foot, and I let out a loud, breathy moan.
My cunt aches, desperate for more.
My hands have stayed at my side this whole time, but now I’m clutching desperately at the couch cushion, trying to control myself.
“Those sounds ,” Connor praises. His hand reaches onto Ace’s lap, massaging my other foot. “ Omega , you have no idea what you do to me.”
My breath catches.
The tone of his voice activates my inner Omega, who is now at the forefront of my mind.
I let her take the reins.
“Such a good girl for us,” Ace praises, and Ben squeezes my throat gently, cutting off my air supply.
My eyes roll into the back of my head, and I thrust my hips up.
I’m close to coming, just from this, with no stimulation to my cunt.
“Holy shit, baby, are you going to come for us?” Ace gives me a wicked smile, then looks at Ben. “She’s close. I can smell it.”
Ben squeezes my throat tighter as I rest my head in his lap. “Come for them,” he whispers. “You can do it, Dev.”
I see stars as my body explodes.
My scream echoes throughout the living room as pleasure courses through me and my cunt clenches on nothing. I dig my hands into the cushion and arch my back until there’s nothing left of my body to give.
Slick stains my underwear, and I collapse on the couch, whimpering.
“Holy fuck,” Ace breathes. “Baby, you did so good. How many more can you give us?”
“Many more,” Ben says. “We can get her to double digits.”
Still, Ace and Connor don’t move to touch me anymore besides my feet.
They’re waiting for me to take charge, and my inner Omega is all too happy to do it.
I sit up out of Ben’s lap, move my feet out of Ace’s hands, and throw myself at him.
Finally, I get to kiss Ace.
His mouth tastes like lavender as he caresses my tongue with his, his barbell piercing running along the inside of my mouth. I straddle his lap and grind against the erection in his jeans, bouncing and thrusting obscenely on him.
Then I lean over and kiss Connor while still seated on Ace’s lap.
He tastes exactly like I remember him—all coffee, chocolate, and the slightest hint of bourbon. He moans into my mouth, his hands running down my waist while Ace’s go to my ass.
“Holy shit,” Ben groans. “That’s an incredible sight.”
The room fills with sweetness and vanilla, and I realize it’s the scent of my slick.
I’ve been clothed for far too long.
Breaking the kiss with Connor, I face Ace and pull my pink sweater over my head, leaving myself in my lacy white bra. It unhooks in the front, and I quickly discard it, exposing my chest to him.
“Fuck yes,” he groans, his hands caressing my breasts. “Ben, you lucky fucker. You’ve had these to yourself this whole time?”
I burst out laughing, but then let out a sharp gasp when he bends his head to suck on my nipple. He flicks his piercing against my sensitive skin, making me thrust against his clothed cock.
I glance at Connor, who watches me hungrily.
“Kiss me,” I whisper, and he leans over to taste me again, his hand caressing the breast that Ace isn’t sucking.
Ace thrusts his hips, and I grind down harder on him while my clit throbs.
I whimper into Connor’s mouth, and he swallows each moan until he pulls away to taste my neck. He flicks my mating gland in time with Ace’s tongue on my nipple, and I hold my breath.
“Come for us again, Dev.” Ben’s voice is in my ear, his breath tickling my earlobe. “You can do it.”
And I do. I shatter with the three of them around me, a mouth on my nipple, a tongue on my mating gland, and hands caressing my body.
Shaking, I move off Ace and onto the couch cushion. My underwear is absolutely ruined, and they need to come off.
“I need these off,” I whimper, tugging at the button of my jeans. “I?—”
“I’ve got you, Dev,” Ben whispers. He helps me out of my pants and underwear, discarding them on the floor.
They’re still clothed, and my entire body is exposed, my legs spread and my pussy bare on the couch.
Yet I don’t feel vulnerable or scared.
I feel powerful.
They look at me like something to be cherished. Connor makes a rumble low in his chest, Ace hums approvingly, and Ben lets out a choked breath.
“I need to come,” I say to all three of them. “Now.”
Ace is the first to respond. “Yes, ma’am.” He chuckles and slides to the floor so he’s kneeling in front of me. “Lift your legs, baby. Let me see.”
Gasping, I rest my legs on his shoulders and scoot myself so I’m at the edge of the couch cushion, my cunt on display for him. “Fucking gorgeous, baby. I can’t wait to taste this,” Ace breathes.
“ Not yet ,” Connor growls, and Ace and I freeze. But he simply maneuvers himself so he’s kneeling on the floor next to Connor, his eyes falling to my cunt.
They both simply stare for a moment, and if Ben weren’t already obsessed with my body, I would find it awkward.
Those insecurities fell away a long time ago. Even if I were shy, there’s no need to be, based on the way the three of them look at me.
We’re not even a pack yet, but I’m already comfortable around them.
I’m also devastatingly aroused.
“What do you mean, not yet ?” Ace turns to Connor, his voice raspy. “What the fuck are you talking about?”
But then Connor threads his fingers in the back of Ace’s hair and yanks, making Ace gasp. “Now you can,” he says lowly, guiding Ace’s face to my cunt.
Ace flicks out his tongue, showing me a flash of his piercing, then brings his lips to my pussy.
I lose my mind.
I immediately thrust up into his mouth, grinding against his lips and tongue. He growls into my core and grips my hips to pull me closer, putting his tongue as deep in my pussy as it can go. I reach up and play with my breasts while he eats me out, and I hear Ben’s groan as he watches me.
When Ace finally pulls his mouth away from my core to breathe, Connor grips his jaw and turns Ace’s face to his for a messy kiss.
“Oh, my god,” I whimper, watching as they share my taste. I shoot a quick glance at Ben, and he just gives me a knowing smirk.
“I told you it’s the best thing I’ve ever tasted,” he says smugly. “And now they’re here to agree with me.”
I let out a mix between a laugh and a moan.
This is the wildest, sexiest moment of my life, and I’m loving every second.
“ Omega .” Connor’s demanding tone fills my ears, and my eyes snap to his. “Do you want to come again?”
I answer without thinking, the undertone of command in his voice impossible to resist. “Yes,” I whisper.
“Then ride Ace’s tongue until you squirt down his throat.”
I’m almost frozen in shock at Connor’s choice of words, but my surprise dissipates the moment Ace’s tongue is back on my pussy. Connor guides him, moving Ace’s face against my cunt and making me see stars. Ben plays with my breasts, pushing them together and pulling on my nipples until my eyes close in bliss.
“I’m going to make a mess,” I gasp.
“I know, baby,” Ben says. “Show them how messy you can be.”
“Oh…” I reach wildly for Ben, pleased to find that his pants are unzipped and his cock is out. I grope him as best I can while my orgasm slowly builds.
How does anyone get anything done when they have three boyfriends?
Ace slips two fingers inside me while licking me, and I finally reach my peak.
Time stands still. I let out a wild sound I’ve never made before, and tears stream down my face as my slick spills all over Ace’s tongue. He holds me tight, one hand gripping my ass while the other has his fingers buried in me.
Ben’s cock is in my right hand, pulsing and thick in my fist, and he wraps his hand around mine to help jerk him as I writhe in pleasure.
Connor watches it all, kneeling next to Ace and keeping his fingers buried in his inky black hair.
“Lick her clean,” Connor commands, and Ace licks me through the aftershocks.
I’m a panting, whimpering mess by the time Ace is done with me, and the room smells of slick, sex, and Alpha.
I’m completely spent, naked and staring up at the ceiling in bliss.
My inner Omega is finally at ease, satisfied at the pleasure that was given to her by an Alpha.
“Sorry, I’m a mess,” I mumble, closing my eyes.
Someone puts a wet washcloth across my forehead, wiping the sweat and hair away from my brow.
“You’re not a mess,” Connor’s voice is far away. “You’re perfect.”
But I am. I can feel the evidence between my legs, and I’m slowly sliding off the couch cushion.
“I’m going to fall,” I say in a small voice, but strong arms catch me.
I collapse against Ace, resting my head against his lavender-scented chest.
“I’ve got you,” he says, a rumble sounding in his chest. I press my head against the vibration, and immediately a heavy wave of fatigue washes over me.
“Oh,” I gasp in surprise. “You…you’re purring?”
He wraps a blanket around me, and I snuggle into the hold. “Yeah, sweetheart. I’m purring for you. It won’t be the last time, either.”
The purr lulls me halfway to sleep. It’s like a weighted blanket for me, but even more powerful.
“Where’s Ben?” I mumble.
“Right here,” my boyfriend’s voice responds. “I’m here, babe. We’re getting your room ready.”
My room?
“I have a room here?”
“Of course you do.” Coffee and chocolate swarm my senses, and that’s how I know Connor is nearby. “Whenever you want it, Devyn. You and Ben.”
I’m speechless for a moment. “Wow,” I say finally, and sigh in contentment. I curl into Ace’s hold, desperate to enjoy more of that addictive purr.
But there’s a nagging thought in my mind.
I’m the only one that received pleasure from what we did. I’m the only one that finished.
I need to rectify that. My inner Omega is satisfied but would feel even better if the Alphas and Ben were, too.
It’s only fair.
But before I can voice my concerns, Ace’s purr has me falling asleep in his arms.
* * *
I open my eyes and find myself in a different room. I’m in a comfortable bed, with Ben beside me.
“Hey, Dev,” he whispers. His face is slightly illuminated by candlelight, and I sit up and take a look around.
The bed is huge. Ben and I don’t even take up half of it, and piles of blankets and pillows surround us.
Everything is so soft .
“Is this their guest room?” I ask, taking in the simple vanity and dresser. A lit candle sits on top of the dresser, and a plush cat is on the nightstand next to the bed.
Ben shakes his head. “It’s your room for whenever you want to stay,” he says.
I lie back down and roll on my side to face him, my eyes wide. “They were serious?” I ask in a hushed tone.
He nods. “It’s meant to have everything you need. Honestly, Dev…they went above and beyond. I’m fucking impressed.”
I look down at my clothes and realize that I’m in a soft oversized shirt and loose lounge pants. “I fell asleep,” I murmur, my face flaming. “After…after everything.”
“You did,” Ben grins. “It wouldn’t be the first time.”
I’m going to smack him with a pillow. I reach for it, but he grabs my arms and flips us so he’s on top of me, kissing my neck. I pretend to be angry, but it’s hard to be frustrated when he nibbles at my delicate skin.
“If you have an orgasm so hard you pass out, the last thing any of us care about is if we get off,” Ben whispers in my ear. “If anything, it’s a huge ego boost, and I’m sure they took care of each other afterwards.”
He moves against me, dressed only in his boxers and his white undershirt. His cock presses against the crotch of the sweatpants I wear, and I grind against his hardness.
“And who took care of you?” I whisper, tugging at his hair as he plays with my mating gland, making my inner Omega stir to life.
“No one yet,” he says, kissing me. “Hopefully my hot girlfriend does, though.”
I laugh, and he nips at my neck again.
“I’m really proud of you, by the way,” he continues, lazily thrusting his erection against the crotch of my sweatpants. “Insanely, ridiculously proud.”
“Really? Why?”
It takes a moment of maneuvering, but once my bottoms are off, Ben kicks off his boxers and positions his cock at my entrance. “Because you did something new. You went after what you wanted, and you were unapologetically yourself the whole time.”
Ben’s still at my entrance, and I lift my hips to push him into me.
I’m already soaked, and he slides all the way in, bottoming out inside me.
“You’re so easy to love, Dev,” he pants as he thrusts into me. I lift my hips to meet his movements, and he takes his time, rocking into me slowly and leaving me whimpering. “It’s an honor to love you, to be near you. And I think Connor and Ace know that.”
At the mention of their names, my walls tighten around Ben, and he moans.
But he keeps his slow pace, whispering praise into my ear and hitting the spot deep inside my core that makes me see stars.
When I finally come, he buries his face in my neck and groans, stilling against me. He pants against my skin, and I wrap my arms around him and squeeze my cunt around his cock.
When we both catch our breath, he rolls us onto our sides, spooning me.
“I’m so proud of you,” he says into my ear. I hum contentedly, and he absentmindedly strokes my arm as I smile in his hold.
“What did you guys do after I fell asleep?” I ask softly.
“I cleaned you up, got you into fresh clothes, and then they tucked you into bed,” he says, and my heart races. “And then we just…talked.”
“About what?”
“About a lot of stuff. Work, family, all the normal things.”
My body tenses. “And how do you feel about Ace?”
Ben sighs. “Ace wants what’s best for you, Dev,” he says softly. “He makes you happy, and he’s not really that bad of a guy,” he admits. “I don’t agree with what he’s done, but he’s also not a terrible person.” He squeezes me tighter. “And Connor loves him, and Connor is a great guy. Ace is also good at video games, so there’s that.”
I can’t stop the silly smile that spreads across my face.
“He’s enamored with you, Devyn. He looks at you like you’re the reason the sun rises every day. Connor looks at you that way, too. It’s the way you deserved to be loved, Dev.”
Happy, ridiculous tears fill my eyes.
“What else did you talk about?” I ask.
“You.”
“What about me? Tell me everything .”
Ben chuckles. “I didn’t tell them a lot about your past, but I did talk about Skylar, Tammy, and April.” He presses a kiss to my hair. “I also told them that family is extremely important to you, and that you have a sense of loyalty and compassion for anyone that you’re close to.”
“And what did they say?” I demand, eager for information.
“They weren’t surprised. They both see it in you when you talk about me or your friends. Connor loves your passion for life, and Ace is excited by it. They really like you, Dev. They…they really want this to go somewhere, if you do.”
I hold my breath. “And you do, too, right?”
He plays with a lock of my curls. “Babe, I want what you want. I go where you go—and if that means with Ace and Ben, then I’m there, too. But, if you asked me honestly, with no bias? I think they’re good for you, and I trust them with you. I like the way we all interact.”
I hold on to his words and let them resonate in me. “You’re, like, the perfect boyfriend,” I say.
He huffs out a laugh. “Nah. Just lucky.”
“I don’t understand how you and River are related.”
He groans. “ Please don’t mention my cousin when we’re in bed, Dev.”
River will always be like a big brother to me—but he’s the exact opposite of Ben. “I just mean?—”
“I know what you mean,” Ben says. “Just—not while in bed. Please.”
I chuckle softly, and we lie in silence for a while, him playing with my hair.
“I have a really good feeling, Ben,” I whisper. “And I think you were right.”
“About what?”
“I’m…sort of glad we waited for the mating bite. I think I want to do it when the three of us are in an established pack. If that happens, I mean.”
As much as I want the mating bond with Ben, I’m starting to realize it would be more meaningful when I’m ready with my Alphas.
When we’re in love with each other and know for sure that it’s the right choice.
Ben sighs against my neck. “I’m glad we waited, too. We don’t need a mating bite to be a family. You know that, right?”
“I know,” I whisper.
I’m starting to let it sink in. I think I wanted the mating bite from Ben out of desperation, a sort of guarantee that he would never leave me.
But now, I’m feeling more confident than ever before.
I am lovable, and I don’t need a mating bite to prove it.
I’m willing to wait until the timing is perfect.