27. Chapter 25
CHAPTER 25
Winter
W ren was currently out cold surrounded by her pack, by her alphas, by her betas. I was currently leaning against one of the walls, a blanket draped over my lap as I watched them all sleep.
I had finally felt the warmth of my omega wrapped around me, but I hadn’t given her my bite, even when she’d begged for it.
Of course, I wanted her to carry my mark, but I wanted that moment to be between us, something only the two of us shared.
I had to share my omega with the four others. Had to share my beta with Wren. I wanted the moment I opened that bond fully between the two of us to be as magical as it should be.
It should have been during her heat. The three of us alphas should have made sure she was bonded fully before we’d let her leave that nest.
But none of us would have dared push her any further than Raece had in the beginning. Even he had finally learned his lesson, realized how badly he’d fucked up. He was lucky she’d not only forgiven him but begged for him to join in the fuckfest in her nest.
And that’s exactly what had just happened. We’d been locked in this room for hours. We had all taken Wren in one position or another.
Matteo and Dean had taken her at the same time then fucked each other while Raece took her slowly, apologizing and kissing her over and over.
I had made love to my beta, our eyes glued to our omega every time she’d cry out with another release.
She had to have been exhausted. As sore as she would have been had she been treated properly during her first heat with us.
I knew I was whipped. Yet the realization something as simple as one of our betas taking her into public could have ended in disaster had me still awake and watching over my pack as though someone would come bursting through the door at any moment to hurt Wren like they could have at the bar.
It could have been so much worse. Tonight could have ended as our worst nightmare – someone could have taken her away, taken her somewhere we would never find her.
Raece was pack lead, but I wanted to demand he order Wren to stay within the walls of our pack house at all times. Or that she only travel with the pack as a whole.
But that was not only not feasible, it would make her feel like she was a prisoner rather than the greatest thing to have ever happened to us.
Our time off was quickly coming to an end and we would need to get back to work. Hell, even if someone managed to finance our lives together, none of us would permanently stop our mission. There were far too many omegas out there who needed us. I refused to think about what could have been happening in the short time since the bonding ceremony until now.
Us returning to work would leave Wren here alone. And she would feel trapped once again. But no way would I or any of the others feel safe allowing her to leave this house without us. And I, for one, didn’t like the thought of her being here alone, either. Just because our enemies had yet to discover our address didn’t mean it wouldn’t happen and there was no better way to destroy a pack than going after their omega.
Perhaps I should suggest hiring private security while we were out. Or one of us could stay behind. I knew Doran or Dean would protect her until their last breath, but they were betas. If some piece of shit discovered she wasn’t currently being watched over by one of her alphas, they would take it as an invitation to try to steal her away and claim her as their own.
Kind of like what had happened last night when Dean had tried to take our girl out on a date.
When was all this bullshit going to stop? When would society see omegas as the beautiful, rare gems they were instead of viewing them as property or trophies?
My eyes fell on where Doran’s arm draped over Wren’s waist. It was one of the most beautiful things I’d ever seen. I’d fallen pretty hard for Doran from the moment we’d met. And I hadn’t believed my heart could possibly expand enough to add someone like Wren.
Damn, was I fucking na?ve.
I still couldn’t believe my incredible beta could ever believe anyone could take his place. If anything, our omega had shown me how far my love could truly spread. I felt as though I held the world in my hands simply because they were both in my life. And Doran had grown to care about her, grown a beautiful friendship, and, if our bond was anything to go by, he was falling hard for the sexy redhead.
Not that I didn’t love the rest of my packmates, but it was nothing compared to the way I felt about Doran or Wren. Until we’d decided to add her to our pack so we could pretend to be a legitimate pack and hide our underground business, I’d only been intimate with Doran. Hadn’t even thought about having sex with anyone else.
Strange. After such a short period of time and I couldn’t imagine our life without her, no matter how rocky the beginning had been.
“You okay?” her soft voice whispered, breaking me from my thoughts.
I smiled at her. “I’m perfect,” I lied.
Or at least it was a half lie. Because this moment, seeing everyone piled together in the nest was absolute perfection. Our time with her had been absolute perfection.
But the fear of the future was what kept anxiety burning through my stomach and adrenaline coursing through my veins.
She carefully pulled out from under Doran’s arm, lifting it as she climbed out from the middle of the puppy pile before gently setting it on the cushioned floor.
I lunged forward, offering her my hand as she carefully picked her way over the four bodies that had melded themselves to her, then lowered onto my ass when she climbed onto my lap.
“Why aren’t you sleeping?” she asked, turning so she was straddling my lap and could look directly in my eye.
Hard as hell to focus on a coherent thought when her slick and cum covered core was nestled right up against my once again stiff cock. She was covered in the pack’s scent, her own sweet bananas and cream scent embedding itself in my fucking lungs.
“Just thinking,” I said, wrapping my arms around her back and clasping them just above her ass.
Her eyes roamed my face a few moments as she seemed to be in deep thought or contemplating something.
“You didn’t mark me,” she said after a few silent moments, her eyes raising back to mine. “Do you not…”
She didn’t have to finish her question for me to know she was doubting my desire to have her fully integrated into our pack, to officially be Wren Elizabeth Stryder, taking Raece’s last name legally as our fully bonded omega.
But would that even protect her? Would our beautiful girl ever be safe? She’d carried Raece’s mark when Dean had taken her out, yet those motherfuckers had dared to attempt to take her away, had attacked one of our betas.
She now carried two of her alphas’ marks, was covered in the scents of all five us. Yet even that might not be enough. Nothing short of keeping her under lock and key or escorting her out as a full pack could keep the predators out there from stealing her and selling her to the sick fucks who would use her for their own pleasure.
Smoothing my hands up her back, I cupped the back of her head and pulled her closer so I could press a soft kiss to her lips.
Her eyes stayed closed another moment when I pulled back.
“Look at me, sweetheart,” I whispered.
Her lashes fluttered and her lids lifted slowly.
“I want nothing more than for you to carry my mark. I was just hoping…I wanted to do it differently. I had planned to take you out on a romantic date, lavish you with ridiculous gifts, lay you down on my bed and make love to you before leaving my bite on that beautiful pale, freckled skin.”
Her smile was this side of shy and she ducked her eyes a moment. “You haven’t figured out by now I don’t need the whole romance thing? I didn’t even believe in…well, this kind of a pack before you five bought me.”
My stomach turned at her phrasing. We had bought her. We’d paid high in the five figures to claim her as our omega. Yet the Omega Center could have easily taken her back had we not fulfilled our duties as her alphas and marked her. They could still decide we were failing if she didn’t get pregnant within whatever timeline they deemed appropriate.
After all, what purpose did an omega have if she wasn’t breeding?
Smoothing my fingers through her tangled knots, I let my fingertips trail over the mark Matteo left on her throat, then over the crescents left on her shoulder by Raece. That had been barely a month ago. It had been barely a month since we’d all stood in front of government officials and sworn to take our duties as her alphas and her pack seriously, to provide for and protect our omega.
Yet it felt as though Wren had been a part of our family from the beginning. Once she’d dropped her walls, once we’d all proven she could trust us, we’d gotten to know the beautiful soul that resided her in her curvy little body.
My touch along the marks caused her to shiver and her nipples to grow into pebbled buds, begging for my lips.
Her hips began to move slowly, gyrating against me as though seeking relief. The scent of her arousal lifted on the air as her perfume grew stronger, potent, making my head spin and awakening my alpha. The primal need to pin her to the nest floor and slam my knot into her, to paint her inner walls with my cum made me fucking dizzy.
Did she even realize her body was taking over? That her omega was taking the driver’s seat and begging for her alpha, begging for the peace and reassurance only her alpha could give?
Gripping her hips, I dragged her closer until her slicked folds were directly over my achingly hard shaft, then pulled her face closer so I could taste the addictive sweetness of her mouth again. I wasn’t sure I would ever get enough of her, enough of her scent, her taste, the feeling of her body wrapped around my cock now that I’d finally had the chance to feel her beneath me.
A tiny whimper tore from her throat and my alpha jerked to attention.
My omega needed me. She needed my knot. My bite.
She needed me to claim her.
Wren began to writhe against me, the sensation of her wet heat rubbing along the ridge of my cock sending pleasure rippling through me as her tongue danced with my own.
Not enough. More. I needed more.
I was so fucking close to going into rut, but I refused to lose control. I would never hurt my beautiful omega, this sweet girl who’d been mistreated by people she refused to name, labeled as spirited and stubborn simply because she refused to conform, to bend to the will of others.
“Winter,” she whispered against my lips. “Please.” Her voice came out on a whine and her eyes were glistening with unshed tears as her omega convinced her I was rejecting her, that one of her alphas didn’t want her.
I’d had plans of how I wanted to tie her to me permanently, but I refused to deny Wren of anything.
Including my heart.
She could have all of me.
Until she’d come into our lives, I hadn’t known you could be so deeply and madly in love with more than one person. But she was right there in my heart, right beside Doran, her soul wrapping itself around mine until I could hardly tell where one ended and the other started.
Her thin hand reached between us and wrapped around my shaft, holding it steady as she lifted, positioned the head to her opening, then slowly lowered, sheathing me, her eyes on mine as though waiting for me to stop her.
As her slicked heat wrapped around me, I bit my lip to keep in the moan. I wanted to enjoy my time with her without the others interfering or joining. I had no problem sharing her with them, but this moment, when I finally felt our bond explode in my chest, was for me. Maybe it was selfish, but I didn’t care.
I wasn’t sure anything could make me stop her from riding me at this moment, not with the way her inner walls fluttered around me, and her lips parted on a sigh.
“Winter,” she breathed out as her head tilted to the side, a show of submission as well as a plea for my teeth.
Pressing my lips to the pulse point on her throat, I darted my tongue out to taste her and groaned at the sweet softness of her skin.
Fuck me.
Every single inch of her tasted divine. Every single part of her was addictive, like a drug, and I would always be chasing this high.
With my hands on her hips, I held her still as I began to thrust up into her, her arms wrapped around my shoulders to keep her balanced. My knot pressed against her opening over and over, and the feeling of her stretching around me nearly made me cross eyed. Even after we’d all taken her for hours, even after we’d knotted her and filled all her holes, she was still so tight around me, squeezing my cock, nearly milking me before I had a chance to lock us together.
Her head stayed tilted back as moans began to fall from her lips, her walls clenching me as her climax began to grow. There was something so intoxicating about the way she sounded, smelled, the way she looked when she fell apart in my arms, the feeling of her release coating my dick and knot.
Now . As she was in the grips of her orgasm, I leaned forward, pressed a gentle kiss on the opposite side of her throat from where Matteo had marked her, and finally sank my teeth into her skin, moaning when the coppery taste of her blood seeped into my mouth and sung on my tongue.
Like I knew – hoped – would happen, the thread of our bond burst into colors inside my chest, strengthening the bond Raece had started.
And I had completed.
Wren was ours. And we would never allow anyone to take her away. We would do anything and everything necessary to keep her safe.
I would hide her in another state if that was what it took, as long as this impossibly beautiful and perfect woman stayed in our lives.
With my mouth latched onto her throat, I continued to thrust up into her, a tingling starting in my spine until my balls tightened.
Holding her steady, I thrust upward hard, forcing my knot inside of her and groaning a long, guttural sound as I filled her, each twitch of my dick painting her inner walls. We hadn’t yet taken the time to have a conversation with her about carrying our children. But in that moment, I wanted nothing more than to breed her, to fill her until her body could no longer hold another drop of my cum, to see her with a swollen belly.
And that very well might be what it would take to keep the Center and the government from doing everything they could to tear her away from us.
Even as alphas, we were still held to the same fucking laws as betas and omegas. We still had a duty to populate the planet with as many omegas as possible.
As though any single person on this planet had any control as to what designation their children presented as during puberty.
“I love you,” I whispered against her throat as my breath sawed in and out of my lungs and my heart did its best to escape from my ribcage.
I’d only ever said those three words to one other person, and he was currently sitting up and watching us, a soft smile quirking up the corners of his lips.
“I love you, too,” she whispered back.
I might have been the last to officially claim Wren, but I was the first to tell her exactly how strongly I felt about her.
And I was the first person to get to hear the sweetest words fall from her lips.