84. Chapter Eighty-Four
Chapter Eighty-Four
I had eaten and taken a nap, when I woke up with the burning feeling was back. A whine of distress leaving me as I slowly opened my eyes. The fire beneath my skin roared back to life, a relentless heat that made me whimper as I twisted in the sheets. Sweat dampened my hair, plastering it to my forehead as I blinked into the dim light of the room. I could feel slick gathering between my thighs, my body's desperate preparation for what it craved.
"She's awake," a voice murmured—Finn, his steady tone somehow cutting through the haze of my heat. I turned toward the sound, finding him sitting beside the nest, watchful and patient.
"Finn," I gasped, reaching for him with trembling hands. "Alpha. It burns."
He moved immediately, gathering me into his arms with careful gentleness. His skin was blessedly cool against my burning flesh, and I pressed myself against him, seeking relief.
“We got you.” Soren spoke coming from the other side of me, his purple eyes dark as he looked over me. I try to respond, but another wave of heat steals my words, leaving only a desperate whimper in their place. The marks on my neck—Lucian's and Elias's—throb in tandem, sending pulses of sensation throughout my body.
I press myself closer to Finn, seeking relief from the burning heat consuming me. His solid presence anchors me even as my body trembles with need. I feel Soren move to my other side, his touch lighter but no less deliberate as his fingers trace patterns on my overheated skin.
"Alpha," I whisper, the word both plea and recognition. "Need you."
Finn's arms tighten around me, his chest rumbling with a sound that's almost a growl. "I know," he murmurs, his lips brushing my temple. "We're here, Lydia."
Soren's fingers trail down my spine, each touch sending electricity through my veins. "Look at you," he says, his voice thick with desire. "So beautiful like this. So needy for us."
I should feel embarrassed by his words, by the desperate sounds escaping me, but the heat that consumed me was to much for me to care. All I knew is I needed them to touch me.
"So needy," I agree, my voice barely recognizable to my own ears. The admission feels freeing, a surrender to this primal part of myself I've kept hidden for so long. "Need my Alphas to fill me."
Finn's eyes darken at my words, his controlled demeanor slipping to reveal the hunger beneath. Beside him, Soren grins, sharp and predatory in a way that sends another rush of slick between my thighs.
"She's getting better at asking for what she wants," Soren observes, his fingers trailing up my inner thigh with deliberate slowness. "I like it."
I gasp as his touch comes closer to where I need it most, my hips unconsciously arching toward his hand. The movement presses me more firmly against Finn's solid chest, and I feel the rumble of approval that vibrates through him.
"Alpha," I whimper, turning my face to find Finn's. His steady gaze meets mine, dark with desire but still holding that grounding presence that is uniquely his. "Please..."
Finn's hand comes up to cup my face, his touch gentle despite the hunger in his eyes. "Tell us what you need, Lydia," he encourages, his voice a deep rumble that vibrates through me. "Be specific."
The request would have embarrassed me before, but my heat has burned away any shyness. "Need to be filled," I gasp, arching as Soren's fingers finally brush against my core, finding me slick and ready. "Need to be marked. Claimed. Made yours completely. Want both of you."
Soren makes a sound of approval, his fingers circling my entrance with teasing lightness. "You want both of us….at the same time? Adventurous today aren’t you, Lavender girl…" he murmurs, his voice thick with desire.
“Yes. Want both of my Alphas..” I moaned out, just the thought of having both of them at the same time sending a thrill through me.
The admission sends a visible shudder through both men. Finn's control slips further, his hands tightening on my skin as he pulls me closer. Soren's playful demeanor takes on a sharper edge, his eyes darkening to a deep violet as he slides his fingers through my slick.
"Both of us," Finn repeats, his voice rougher than I've ever heard it. "Are you sure?"
I nod frantically, beyond words as Soren's fingers finally slip inside me, drawing a desperate moan from my throat. The stretch is delicious but not enough—nowhere near enough to satisfy the burning need inside me.
"She's sure," Soren confirms, his eyes never leaving my face as his fingers work me open with deliberate care. "Look how wet she is for us."
Soren lets out a low chuckle. "So eager," he murmurs, his purple eyes gleaming with mischief and hunger. "But we need to prepare you properly first. Wouldn't want to hurt our precious Omega."
Finn shifts me in his arms, positioning me so that I'm sitting between his spread legs, my back to his chest. The solid warmth of him steadies me as Soren moves to kneel between my spread thighs, his eyes never leaving mine as his fingers continue their teasing exploration.
"That's it," Finn murmurs in my ear, his arms wrapping around me from behind. One hand splays across my stomach while the other moves up to cup my breast, his thumb circling my nipple with deliberate pressure. "Let us take care of you."
I arch into his touch, my head falling back against his shoulder as Soren adds a second finger, stretching me with careful attention. The dual sensations—Finn's hands on my breasts, Soren's fingers working me open—have me trembling, desperate sounds escaping me that I couldn't contain even if I wanted to.
"That's it," Finn encourages, his voice a deep rumble against my ear. "Let us hear you, Lydia."
I can't help the sounds that escape me as Soren adds a third finger, stretching me wider as Finn continues his attentions to my breasts. Each touch sends lightning through my veins, building a pressure that threatens to consume me entirely.
"Alpha," I gasp, not sure which of them I'm calling to—perhaps both. "Please, I need—"
"We know what you need," Finn murmurs, his voice steady and reassuring against my ear. "And you will be patient and let us give it to you."
Soren's fingers curl inside me, finding a spot that makes me cry out, my back arching as pleasure spikes through me. "There we go," he says, satisfaction evident in his voice. "So responsive to us."
I can feel myself getting closer to the edge with each careful thrust of Soren's fingers, each deliberate pinch and twist of Finn's fingers at my breasts. The pressure builds, coiling tighter with each passing second.
"Alpha," I gasp, my head thrashing against Finn's shoulder as Soren's fingers curl inside me again. "I'm going to—"
"Not yet," Finn commands, his voice gentle but firm against my ear. "Not until we're inside you."
Soren withdraws his fingers, drawing a desperate whimper from me at the sudden emptiness. He brings his slick-covered fingers to his mouth, eyes locked with mine as he tastes me with evident appreciation.
"Perfect," he murmurs, his voice rougher than before. "Always so perfect for us."
They move with coordinated efficiency, repositioning me between them. Finn remains seated, his strong arms carefully maneuvering me so I'm facing him, straddling his lap. Soren moves behind me, his hands gentle but possessive on my hips as he presses close, his chest to my back.
"Are you sure about this?" Finn asks one more time, his eyes seeking mine despite the obvious strain of his control. "We can take turns if you prefer."
I shake my head, beyond hesitation or uncertainty. "Want both of you," I gasp, my body trembling with need. "Please, Alpha."
Finn's eyes darken at my words, something primal and possessive flashing in their depths. Behind me, Soren presses a kiss to my shoulder, his hands sliding around to cup my breasts.
"Slowly," Finn murmurs, his eyes locked with mine as he positions himself at my entrance. "Take your time."
I can feel the blunt head of his cock pressing against me, hot and hard and promising relief from the burning need consuming me. With a desperate whimper, I sink down onto him, taking him inch by inch until he fills me completely.
"Alpha," I gasp, my head falling back as the sensation overwhelms me. Finn's hands grip my hips, steadying me as I adjust to his size.
"That's it," he encourages, his voice strained with the effort of remaining still. "Such a good girl."
I'm trembling, overwhelmed by the sensation of Finn filling me completely. Behind me, Soren presses closer, his lips tracing a path along my shoulder to my neck, lingering on the unmarked side.
"Ready for more?" he murmurs against my skin, his hands steadying me at the waist.
I nod, beyond words as another wave of heat crashes through me. Despite Finn inside me, I still feel hollow, desperate for more. For completion. For both my Alphas to claim me completely.
Soren's fingers, slick with oil I hadn't noticed him preparing, circle my other entrance with careful attention. The sensation is strange but not unwelcome, especially with my heat making every touch electric, every sensation magnified.
"Relax," Soren whispers against my ear, his free hand stroking soothingly along my side. "Trust us. We'll make it good for you."
I try to relax, letting myself surrender to their care, their expertise. Finn remains perfectly still inside me, his hands steadying my hips as Soren works me open with careful patience. The initial discomfort quickly gives way to a strange, building pleasure as my body adjusts to the intrusion.
"That's it," Soren encourages, his voice thick with desire as he adds a second finger. "You're doing so well, Lydia."
The dual sensation—Finn filling me completely while Soren's fingers work me open—has me trembling, desperate sounds escaping me that I couldn't contain even if I wanted to. The heat burns hotter with each passing moment, my body desperate for the completion only they can provide.
"Alpha," I gasp, the word breaking on a moan as Soren adds a third finger, stretching me further. "Please—more—"
"Soon," Soren promises, his voice rough with restraint. "Patience.”
I whimper, torn between impatience and gratitude for their care. Finn remains motionless inside me, his hands steady on my hips, his eyes never leaving mine despite the visible strain of his control. The marks on my neck—Lucian's and Elias's—pulse with warmth, as if approving of what's happening.
When Soren finally withdraws his fingers, I can't help the desperate sound that escapes me. He chuckles, the sound vibrating against my back as he presses closer.
"Ready?" Soren asks, his lips brushing the shell of my ear as he positions himself behind me. I can feel him, hot and hard against my prepared entrance.
"Yes," I breathe, the single word carrying all my desperation, all my need. "Please. I need my Alphas.”
Finn's hands tightened on my hips, his control visibly fraying as Soren began to press forward. The initial pressure was intense, bordering on pain despite their careful preparation. I gasped, tensing involuntarily as my body resisted the intrusion.
"Breathe," Finn murmured, his voice steady despite the strain evident in his expression. "Relax, Lydia. We've got you."
Soren paused, his hands gentle but firm on my waist. "Too much?" he asked, concern threading through the hunger in his voice.
I shook my head, determined despite the discomfort. "No," I gasped, forcing myself to relax. "Keep going. Please."
Soren pressed a kiss to my shoulder, his movements achingly slow as he continued. "That's it," he encouraged as my body gradually yielded to him.
"Alpha," I whimpered, by the sensation of both of them in me. The heat of my condition transformed the discomfort into something else—a sharp-edged pleasure that had me trembling between them.
"You're doing so well," Finn murmured, his voice strained as he remained perfectly still inside me. His hands stroked soothingly along my thighs, his eyes never leaving mine despite the visible effort of his control.
Behind me, Soren paused when he was fully seated, giving me time to adjust to the overwhelming fullness. His breath came in hot pants against my neck, his control obviously fraying despite his care.
"So full," I gasped, my voice breaking as I adjusted to the sensation of both of them inside me. The initial discomfort was rapidly fading, replaced by a building pleasure that had me trembling between them. "Alpha..."
"So perfect," Soren murmured against my skin, his voice rough with restraint. "So tight around us both."
I couldn't speak, couldn't think beyond the overwhelming sensation of being completely filled by both of them. The initial discomfort had melted into a pleasure so intense it bordered on pain, every nerve ending alight with sensation.
"Alpha," I gasped, the word breaking on a moan as my body adjusted to their presence. "Move, please... need you to move."
They began with exquisite slowness, their movements carefully coordinated. When Finn withdrew slightly, Soren pushed deeper, ensuring I was never empty, never without the fullness my body craved. The careful give and take had me trembling between them, desperate sounds escaping me that I couldn't have contained if I tried.
"That's it," Finn encouraged, his voice strained as he established a rhythm with Soren. "Take us both, Lydia. You're doing so well."
The sensation was unlike anything I'd ever experienced—overwhelming fullness that bordered on too much, yet somehow not enough. Each careful thrust sent waves of pleasure crashing through me, building a pressure that threatened to consume me entirely.
Soren's hands tightened on my waist, his movements becoming less measured as his control frayed. His lips traced a path along my shoulder to my neck, lingering on the unmarked side where his claim would soon join Lucian's and Elias's.
"Mine," he growled against my skin, the word vibrating through me. "Ours."
"Yes," I gasped, my head falling back against his shoulder as Finn thrust deeper, hitting places inside me that had me seeing stars.
"Look at her," Soren said to Finn, his hands possessive on my hips as they established a rhythm. "Taking both of us so perfectly."
Finn's eyes never left mine, dark with hunger and something deeper—a reverence that made my heart clench even through the haze of my heat. "Perfect," he agreed, his voice a deep rumble that vibrated through me. "Our perfect Omega."
The dual sensation of both men moving inside me was overwhelming, each carefully timed thrust sending waves of pleasure cascading through my body. My head fell back against Soren's shoulder as they established a rhythm—when Finn withdrew, Soren pushed deeper, ensuring I was never empty, never without the fullness my body craved.
"Alpha," I gasped, the word catching on a moan as they moved in perfect synchrony. "Feels so good..."
"Such a good Omega," Finn murmured, his eyes never leaving mine despite the strain evident in his expression. His hands gripped my thighs, guiding my movements as I rocked between them.
"Alpha," I moaned, the word barely recognizable as they increased their pace. My body was stretched to its limits, filled completely, exactly as I had begged for. "Please—mark me—need your marks too—"
Behind me, Soren's lips traced the unmarked side of my neck, his teeth grazing the sensitive spot on my neck, sending electricity down my spine. "Soon," he promised, his voice rough with restraint. "When you come for us."
Finn's hand slid between us, finding the sensitive bundle of nerves at my center with unerring precision. The first touch of his fingers had me crying out, my inner walls clenching around both men in a way that drew matching groans from them. The pressure built with each carefully timed thrust, each deliberate circle of Finn's fingers, until I was trembling on the edge, desperate sounds escaping me that I barely recognized as my own.
"Alpha," I gasped, the word breaking on a sob as the pressure wound tighter. "I'm close—so close—"
"That's it," Finn encouraged, his voice strained as his control visibly frayed. "Let go for us, Lydia. Let us feel you come around us both."
Soren's teeth grazed my neck again, lingering over the spot where his mark would soon join the others. "Come for your Alphas," he commanded, his voice rough with need.
The combined sensation was too much—Finn filling me from below, Soren from behind, both moving in perfect rhythm while Finn's fingers circled my most sensitive spot. When Soren's teeth grazed my neck once more, it was the final push I needed.
The release crashed through me like a tidal wave, more intense than anything I'd experienced before. I cried out, my body convulsing around both men as pleasure radiated outward from my core, setting every nerve ending alight. The marks on my neck—Lucian's and Elias's—pulsed in tandem with my racing heart, sending additional waves of sensation cascading through me.
"Alpha!" The word was torn from my throat, a desperate plea and recognition all at once.
Soren's teeth sank into my neck at the height of my release, the sharp pain cutting through the pleasure and somehow intensifying it. I screamed, my body bucking between them as he broke skin, claiming me with a primal possessiveness that sent another wave of pleasure crashing through me.
Finn's control shattered at the sight and sensation, his rhythm faltering as his own release approached. "Lydia," he groaned, his hands tightening on my thighs as he drove deeper, I could feel his knot start to form making a shudder go through me.
Finn's movements became more urgent, his controlled demeanor giving way to something primal as he watched Soren mark me. Without warning, he pulled me forward, his mouth finding the opposite side of my neck from where Lucian and Elias had marked me. The sudden dual sensation of both Alphas claiming me simultaneously sent me spiraling into another climax, more intense than the first.
"Mine," Finn growled against my skin before his teeth broke through, completing the circle of marks that would bind me to my pack forever.
The dual claiming, combined with the overwhelming fullness of both men inside me, catapulted me into a state beyond pleasure, beyond consciousness. My vision went white at the edges as wave after wave of sensation crashed through me. I felt Soren's release first as his knot locked inside of me, hot and pulsing inside me as he drove deeper, his teeth still embedded in my neck.
Finn followed moments later, his control finally shattering as his knot swelled, locking us together in a way that sent another pulse of pleasure through my oversensitized body. His teeth remained at my neck, the sharp pain of his mark transforming into something warm and electric that spread throughout my entire being.
I floated in the aftermath, trembling between them as we remained locked together, connected in the most primal way possible. The four marks on my neck pulsed in perfect harmony, each one a distinct sensation yet somehow creating a whole that was greater than its parts. I could feel them—Lucian, Elias, Finn, and Soren—not just physically, but somehow deeper, as if the marks had created channels between us that transcended the physical.
When Finn finally released my neck, licking gently at the mark he'd made, I whimpered at the sensitivity. I was trembling uncontrollably, tears streaming down my face from the intensity of it all. Their knots kept us locked together, unable to separate as aftershocks continued to ripple through my body.
I felt Finn lean forward, pushing is knot deeper in me, causing me to almost see white. He chuckled but pushed my face to his neck, a whine left me but I leaned forward my teeth sinking into him as I felt him pulse inside of me.
“Good girl” Finn muttered as I let him go, and I could feel Soren shifting me, knowing I had one more bite to do.
Soren tilted his head, exposing his neck to me with a vulnerability I'd never seen from him before, the angle was a bit awkward but I didn’t mind as I looked at the Alpha with a dazed look.
"Your turn, lavender girl," he murmured, his voice unusually gentle. I didn't hesitate, instinct driving me as I sank my teeth into his skin, marking him as mine just as he had marked me. The taste of his blood was copper-sweet on my tongue, the sensation of claiming him sending another ripple of pleasure through my oversensitized body.
When I finally released him, licking the mark clean as they had done for me, I collapsed between them, utterly spent. Four marks throbbed on my neck—Lucian's powerful claim, Elias's gentle bond, Soren's playful possession, and Finn's steady devotion—each distinct yet harmonizing perfectly, binding me to my pack in ways I was only beginning to understand.