Chapter 23
Main Bedroom, Peacock and Dragon Estate
Istill remember the terror I experienced every day that Fletcher would break my bond. He held it like a leash around my neck to control me. I thought it was a bluff, until he actually went through with it. I’d shake every day with anxiety as I waited in the bleak, austerity of his home that was full of antiques but empty of love.
Now, however, I’m surrounded with the love of my new pack, in a home that’s cozy with warmth, clutter, and hundreds of snuggly blankets, pillows, and cushions.
Lark and I have built nests all over Peacock and Dragon Estate, which we spend our days curled in.
It’s probably overcompensating.
Yet it makes me feel like that cold cage is truly behind me.
I may still be officially on the run.
In this forest mansion with my new found family, however, I’m free.
I can be the Omega who I’ve always wanted — needed — to be.
And Lark, my scent match Omega who smells like paradise, can be as well.
I smile at Lark, clasping his hand, as we stroll through the quiet of the corridor that leads back from Millie’s room.
My feet sink into the plush blue carpet.
Millie’s room is at the end of the same corridor, which also leads to the room that I now share with all of my men.
It’s an epic quest to encourage her to sleep every night.
Do they give out medals for getting three year olds to sleep?
They should.
“You gave in and told her the story again,” Lark whispers.
“And you gave in and allowed her a second glass of milk.” I nudge him with my shoulder.
We both chuckle.
“Do you think we should try a reward system?” I suggest.
Lark arches his brow. “You mean bribe?”
“Isn’t that a classic parenting trick? Look, Thomas and I raised ourselves, so I’m no expert. But if we offered your daughter something like a dragon sticker every time that she goes to sleep and doesn’t get out of bed…”
Lark stops walking and turns to me. “She’s our daughter, and she doesn’t need rewards. She has us. She loves you, Mercy. Can’t you tell? She adopted you back in that cell. She only wants to spend time with you because… She lost us, and now, we’re back together. It’ll get better, and she’ll become more independent again. She’s brave.”
My eyes are bright with tears.
Our daughter.
“Our daughter is brave like her dad then,” I whisper.
Lark cups my cheek. “Like her entire pack. She has amazing role models. She couldn’t be luckier because this pack has adopted her. Unlike most little Omegas, she’s being offered the chance to grow up with a pack who’s letting her learn anything she wants. Act how she wants. And most importantly, be who she wants. I never had that. It’s what all of us would die for. Literally. She can dream now. Hope. The work that we’re doing with the resistance is revolutionary. Although change is never fast, maybe one day it’ll mean that our daughter can…”
“Become President?”
“Or an astronaut, chef, singer, CEO, soldier, or mom…but it’s her choice.”
My heart swells at the vision he’s painting.
I can see it now: The three dynamics choosing their roles, an Alpha stay-at-home dad with Betas in the spotlight because of their talent and Omegas in positions of power but only if they choose to be.
Already, Omegas have achieved more rights, alongside a switch in public opinion, in the last three years than in the last thirty.
The Omega Society and Omega resistance are transforming America.
“Come on.” I tug Lark toward our bedroom. “We’ve left the others at least half an hour longer than promised. And Kai swore to have a treat for us.”
Lark’s eyes sparkle. “What’s the bet that Toni’s in a needy mess?”
“High, but then, you’ll want to reward him, since he’s the one who set up your contact with Cygnus.”
Lark’s expression becomes serious, but I feel his burst of intense gratitude through the bond. “I’m going to show our pup why it’s worth his while to be good sometimes. It was overwhelming to finally be able to talk to my brother-in-law. For a long time, he was my only friend. He was also the only one who was kind to Millie and me. I’m happy to hear that he’s also deeply in love with his Blades pack and safe. They’re liberal, letting him work in the business side of this training academy for ice hockey players and figure skaters. They’ve even offered scholarships for Omegas.”
I stare at him. “They’re allowing Omega figure skaters?”
Lark glances at me. “See? We’re not the only rebels.”
To our surprise, we discover that the oak bedroom door is shut.
Lark furrows his brow. “Toni has no concept of decency or privacy. When Millie’s asleep, he strolls around naked whenever he can. Do you think…?”
A laugh bubbles out of me. “I think that this treat is going to be fun, and our guys are setting the scene. Do you want to go along with this?”
“Role play with gorgeous Alphas and a Beta who deserves a reward?” Lark cocks his head, as if thinking. “It would be rude not to.”
Well, if it’s only polite…
I knock on the door.
Then I listen to the heavy footfalls, before the door’s wrenched open by Kai.
He’s standing regally in a suit that I’ve never seen before. It’s gray tartan with over-checks of red and black.
He’s wearing a royal, rich scarlet cape that’s thrown over one shoulder and an aristocratic expression.
He’s never looked more like a Scottish prince.
My mouth becomes dry.
I want to drop to my knees but only because I want to suck at what’s beneath his kilt.
Yeah, he’s wearing a kilt.
This is already better than any treat that I’d been expecting.
Lark appears frozen with shock.
Until he wets his lips. “Are the stories true? Are you commando beneath that kilt?”
Kai crosses his arms. “Aye, I’m a true Scotsman. How else would I prove my toughness as your Alpha warrior?”
“I’ll go commando tomorrow and claim that it’s because I’m a badass.” Lark smirks.
“Promise?” I run my hand down Lark’s arm, and he shivers. Then I realize what Kai said. “You’re our Alpha warrior?”
“Of course, princess,” Kai’s reply is deep and rumbling, and makes my stomach fluttery. “You’re my two royal Omegas. And I have gifts for you both inside in tribute.”
This is going to be fun.
Kai has been more creative with roleplay than I’d been expecting.
Although, he’s never as rough as Gabriel and Antonio play.
Lark hugs his arms around my waist, energized. He’d been exhausted only moments before, after settling Millie.
It does my Soul good to see that an Alpha no longer makes Lark either wary or anxious but can fill him with desire.
Lark purrs, deep and rumbling.
He nuzzles against my neck.
I purr in return.
We rest our foreheads against each other.
“I love you, cupcake,” Lark murmurs.
“I love you, songbird.” I kiss him tenderly.
This moment is just for us.
Yet together, two Broks, we’ve found a pack, family, and home.
We break apart, ready to play our new roles.
I tilt up my chin. “Lead us to our gift, warrior.”
Lark waves his hand imperiously.
Where do we find the courage to command an Alpha?
Yet Kai nods, stepping out of the way to let us into the room.
Lark and I walk into the bedroom, then Kai closes and locks the door behind us.
When you have a child in the house, you need to remember these details or you have to learn to only have sexy times hidden underneath the covers in silence.
Although, that can be made into a game that’s fun too.
Our bedroom is cozy with soft carpets, large oak wardrobes, and chest of drawers standing along one side. Gabriel’s guitar is leaning neatly in one corner, and in the other, sags a desk with unruly piles of Kai’s papers and books. I have a shelf of my own books, which is guarded over by Mercy Dragon and Artio.
Photographs are pinned all over the wall.
My favorite was only taken last week: All of us together eating ice-cream with Mille in the middle perched on Lark’s knee.
The iridescent blue drapes are pulled closed. The bedroom is lit by the glow of hundreds of candles.
It makes the room feel like a medieval chamber.
I suck in a shocked breath.
Rose petals are strewn on the floor and across the the dragon carved four-poster bed, which has been stripped of its blue bedding and pillows.
It’s occupied by two naked men, whose skin is gleaming with oil in the flickering light of the candles.
“Oh, fuck.” Lark’s pupils are dilated.
Kai swaggers commandingly toward the bed. “Your Highnesses, I’ve brought you the two best gladiators from the fight that you watched earlier in the amphitheater for your entertainment. These are the ones who you were most taken with, aye?”
He grabs Gabriel’s hair and wrenches back his head for me to inspect him.
My breath hitches.
Gabriel is lounging on the bed like a predator at rest. His tanned muscles are oiled, and it’s easy to imagine that he’s the best gladiator in this fantasy.
He looks fucking dangerous.
Even being offered as tribute with his hair in his prince’s grip, he only narrows his eyes at me challengingly like he wants to devour me.
I swallow.
I can do this.
I want to.
I take unsteady steps closer to the bed. “Yes, he’s the one. He’s an incredible fighter. Gorgeous. Does he want to please his princess?”
“It would be an honor.” Gabriel runs his hand down his front, hovering over his dick, which is already hard.
“Silence,” Kai growls, letting go of Gabriel’s hair.
I don’t miss the way that he gets in a hurried pet at the same time, smoothing down Gabriel’s hair as he likes it.
I try not to laugh.
Yet Lark hasn’t looked away from the other man on the bed.
Antonio is tied by rope next to Gabriel. His hands are bound above his head, and he’s gagged with one of his own silk scarves.
He’s also naked and oiled.
He looks like a beautiful sacrifice.
Kai points at Antonio. “The fiercest fighters like this one need to be tied up, of course. He’s a demon in the arena. Out of all the men in the gladiator school, he’s the wildest. Be careful, prince. I’m sure, however, that you have methods to tame him.”
Lark stalks around to the other side of the bed closer to Antonio, then his hands twitch at his sides like he’s desperate to untie him but is stopping himself.
“I’d never want to tame such a beautiful Beta. The rope looks rough.” Lark sounds caught between turned on and concerned. “Is he okay?”
Instantly, Kai drops the act. “This scene was Antonio’s idea. I told him about the way in ancient times in Scotland, as in Italy, successful gladiators would be pampered and selected by royal Omegas. Sometimes, they even bonded. There are famous love stories between gladiators and princesses. It’s become a popular roleplay in Scotland. Antonio’s become obsessed about giving you the chance to be in charge through this. After all, Gabe and him are fighters.”
I fucking love these men.
Lark’s shoulders relax.
He leans forward, cupping Antonio’s cheek. “Do you want this? Do you consent?”
Antonio nods, before arching his eyebrow.
When Lark leans even closer, until his lips graze Antonio’s, his look becomes feral. “I want this. I want you like this. And you, good Beta, aren’t going to look so fierce when you’re under your Omega prince, are you?”
Antonio’s dick twitches.
Lark smirks with satisfaction. But then, he runs his finger between the rope and Antonio’s wrists, checking for himself that it’s not tied too tightly or bruising him.
I trace my finger over Gabriel’s plush lips. “And you want to be mine too? We’re the great love story, bonded princess and gladiator.”
“I’ll always be your guard, warrior, and protector,” Gabriel replies.
He means it.
My heart speeds up.
I can’t stop myself.
I kiss him, hard and fast.
When I draw back, I’m panting.
Fuck, I want this.
“Are there still gladiator schools and amphitheaters in Scotland?” I ask.
“Aye.” Kai runs his hand through his hair. “But it’s not like it was in the past. It’s a sport to impress the Court Omegas. Most Alphas do it for the hookups. I trained there one summer under Da’s orders in the hope that it’d impress some well connected Omega. It didn’t. I hated fighting and deliberately lost each match.”
I grasp Kai’s hand, caressing across his knuckles. “I’m not dynamic appropriate according to society either. I know people can be assholes about this bullshit. But you don’t need to battle in an arena to prove anything. You’re smart, a journalist. You’re so fucking brave. Plus, you’re the kindest person I know.”
“And a rebel,” Lark adds. “Losing can be as much a rebellion as winning.”
I glance across at Lark who’s already stripping off his suit efficiently, even though his hands are shaking and he can’t stop himself from darting glances at Antonio’s bound form.
In turn, Antonio is staring avidly at Lark.
Then Antonio turns to me and waggles his eyebrows.
I can translate: Why aren’t you undressing?
Even tied and gagged, Antonio is so expressive that he’s saying the most in this room.
He’s a serious power bottom.
Kai rests his strong hand on my shoulder. “Let’s take this dress off, Your Highness.”
I nod.
My skin tingles, as he unzips the back of the dress so slowly that I moan at the tantalizing tease. Then he edges his fingers under the material and across my bare skin.
I melt against him, and he slides one hand to my throat. He doesn’t squeeze but dominantly holds me in place, as he pushes my dress off my shoulders.
My pulse is racing, and I squeeze my thighs together, as my core throbs.
Kai yanks me harder against his hard chest. He runs his hand down my stomach, stroking his fingers over the edge where my lace panties meet the skin of my stomach.
I’m desperate for him to dip lower, but he doesn’t.
Lark is now naked and climbs onto the bed with a fluid grace. He straddles Antonio, settling over his hips and deliberately wriggling over Antonio’s hard dick tormentingly.
“Problem?” He says, sweetly.
Antonio scowls.
Lark eases the scarf out of Antonio’s mouth, and Antonio wets his lips. “Now you can talk and do fun things like this.”
He presses his lips to Antonio’s, passionately.
Then Lark yips and draws back, wiping at his mouth. “Did you just bite me, pup?”
“Nipped.” Antonio looks smug. “I am the fiercest fighter, Your Highness.”
“Brat,” Lark snarls. “What shall I do with you?”
“Well, you do have me at your mercy…” Antonio looks hopeful.
Lark snatches him by his silver curls. “I’ve always wanted to ride a wild Beta.”
But then, he kisses Antonio again, and this time, it’s soft and tender.
Finally, Lark sits back, glancing between us.
The candlelight makes him look ethereal. His long black hair falls down his pale shoulders.
“Even with all the pain and suffering in my life,” Lark says, quietly, “and the agony of a broken bond, I can’t regret any of it because it led me here.” He looks over at me, and the intensity of his gaze is shattering. “Mercy, you’re my scent match. Finding you, put the shattered shards of my heart together. I could have happily lived with only you, a pack of two, forever. I need you like the air in my lungs. It’s you who gave me the courage to trust the rest of this pack. To trust that we deserved this new family. It makes me wonder, if we both survived everything because we’re a scent matched pair of Broks. And I may only be a Non-Heat now, who truly has lost my heats because of my ex-Alpha’s cruelty…”
My heart breaks for him, when he slumps, resting his hands on Antonio’s chest.
Antonio fidgets like he wishes that he could comfort him.
Gabriel sits up and rests his hand on Lark’s back.
Lark wasn’t lucky like me.
Broken Bond Syndrome damaged his ability to have heats or at least, it appears to be the case. I’m holding onto the hope that he will but he hasn’t yet.
If we were still on the authorities’ radar that would mark Lark as a Reject.
But we’re outlaws and none of us give a fuck about labels.
“No one in this pack judges you because you’re a NH.” Gabriel rubs soothing circles onto Lark’s back. “It doesn’t matter to us. At the same time, however, we’ll give you anything that you need because we know that something has been stolen from you. We will always hear you.”
Lark looks up with painful hopefulness. “Then hear me. I’m ready. I want to bond with Kai and you.”
I cheer.
Then I flush. “Sorry, but this is…”
“My dream,” Kai replies. He’s glowing. “My heaven.”
Lark gives a pleased smile but tries to hide it behind his waterfall of hair.
Gabriel, however, grabs him by the scruff of the neck, sliding his hand down temptingly over the place that the bond bite would go and making Lark shiver.
“I’m going to bond you tonight, Omega,” he whispers, hard with dark promise. “Then we have the rest of our lives to show Mercy and you the pleasures and joy of being bonded members of the Devil pack.”
“I look forward to it, Alpha,” Lark throws back with a dry emphasis on Alpha that can only be a challenge.
Both men are vibrating with energy and need.
I’m right there with them.
Pleasure is already coiling through me at the sight of them.
They’re impossibly gorgeous, and each one of them is mine.
Gabriel pushes Lark’s hair to the side, before scraping his teeth down Lark’s neck like a promise of his bond bite.
My own neck tingles in sympathy.
Lark balls his hands and moans.
Then Gabriel shoves Lark forward over Antonio, before sprawling back on the bed. “Our Princess Mercy is watching you. Look at her. She wants to see you ride the cock of the fiercest warrior. Why don’t you let her see how you love to finger yourself, when you’re alone? Get yourself ready to take such a huge dick in your tiny, tight hole. You want it to fit.”
Fuck.
My eyes widen.
Gabriel’s dirty talk makes me blush, but Lark blushes even deeper.
When he looks straight at me, catching how my gaze has dipped to the way that Antonio’s cock is pushing up against his ass, I squirm.
Still, I have a role to play.
And this is hot.
“There’s oil on the bedside table,” I point out, attempting to sound imperious.
I guess that it’s the rose scented oil that’s gleaming on Gabriel and making his golden muscles look like a bronze, classical statue.
“So helpful,” Lark drawls.
“I am.” My eyes glitter with mischief and desire.
Lark reaches for the pot of expensive oil, pouring a generous amount to drizzle on his fingers. He then rubs them together to warm it.
I can’t look away, as Lark starts to work himself open to be able to take Antonio’s cock but all as entertainment for me.
From the moment that I’ve met him, Lark has sacrificed, cared for, and protected me.
He’s loved me with every feral inch of himself.
Now, he’s putting himself on display for me.
He’s giving me his body.
His pleasure.
He’s perfect.
I catch his gaze.
He wavers just for a moment, as if he can read the intensity of my emotions on my face, then he smiles.
I return his smile.
Antonio groans, watching with half-hooded eyes, as one of Lark’s elegant fingers disappears between Lark’s ass cheeks.
One.
Then two.
Kai distracts me away from Lark’s fingering of himself open for Antonio’s cock and forces me to meet Gabriel’s gaze.
“Gabe, touch yourself,” Kai commands. “Get yourself hard but you don’t have permission to come.”
I bite my lip.
Gabriel lounges back on the bed, never breaking his gaze from mine. His cheeks blush with pink, as he’s put on display for me.
He follow’s Kai’s order, circling his cock.
I watch in fascination, wanting to know how he brings himself pleasure, so that I can copy it for when I give him hand jobs.
He holds his dick more firmly than I would have and twists up and down with a military efficiency, occasionally adding a polishing motion over the head.
His breathing becomes erratic.
“Faster, soldier,” Kai orders.
Gabriel obeys but he’s looking at me.
His chest is rapidly rising and falling. He’s struggling to hold himself still and quiet.
But he can’t control the way that his free hand is bunching in the sheets.
“Now, slow down.” Kai’s gaze is darkly dominant.
Gabriel hisses out a breath but doesn’t hesitate to slow his strokes, despite the way that his expression is strained, and his jaw is clenched with frustration.
“Slip a finger in now.” Kai rubs across the front of my panties, and I jump, almost tipped over the edge myself. Pleasure sparks through me, and I whimper. “Look how wet you’re making your princess. She’s wet her panties all the way through, seeing the three of you in that bed, putting on a show for her.”
I blush, but all the men glance at me, proud.
Gabriel obeys Kai, licking his finger and spreading his legs. He throws his head back, and his eyelashes flutter.
“Now, stop touching yourself,” Kai barks, “and put your hands above your head.”
Gabriel’s eyes gleam with frustrated tears, but he forces his hands away and above his head.
I reach out to stroke down Gabriel’s hip in reward. “My brave Alpha warrior.” Then I scowl at Kai over my shoulder. “Mean.”
“Aye, but never to you, princess.” Kai nips my shoulder, before laving over it.
Then he kneels in one fluid motion and rips off my panties.
I yip, and become even wetter.
“On the bed.” Kai kisses my ankle. “It’s time that you’re worshiped like Omegas should be. Both Omegas in this pack are going to be well fucked and bonded by the end of the night.”
That’s an order, which I have no problem following.
I leap onto the bed, and Gabriel breaks role to laugh. He catches me.
“Hello, Mer,” he whispers.
His beautiful eyes dance with devotion and desperation in equal measure.
I kiss him.
And this? With him? The feel of his lips on mine?
It makes my bond settle around me with a sense of rightness and completeness that I never knew was possible.
The hollowness is no longer inside me, which has made me feel empty and numb for so many years.
Gabriel is the spark just like Antonio is the light.
I draw back with a dreamy expression. “Hello, solider.”
“And how do you want me tonight? I’m at your service.”
“I can see that your hard cock is already standing up, ready to do his duty.”
Gabriel slides his hand into my hair and tightens his hold.
Then he turns my head to make my lips meet Antonio’s next to me on the bed.
Antonio’s eyes are glassy already, but his lips are eager. I push my tongue into his mouth and kiss him lazily.
He struggles against the ropes, trying to get closer to me. His muscles bulge.
Then Gabriel tugs me back by his hold on my hair.
“Mia amata,” Antonio breathes. “You’re beautiful. I fucking love you. You’re my obsession.”
I reach out, tracing over his straining muscles. “I love you too, Toni.”
When Lark growls, I turn to look at him.
He’s lowering himself slowly onto Antonio’s slicked up cock, inch by inch, as if it’s a toy for his enjoyment. He moans, when he settles on him fully, resting his hands on Antonio’s hips and flexing his thighs.
Then he starts to ride Antonio.
Lark’s hair falls around him, wild and unrestrained.
He’s a glorious sight.
“Fuck.” Antonio clenches and unclenches his hands, unable to even move his hips and simply having to let Lark use him. “Fuck…”
Kai growls, stalking onto the bed. “Be a good Omega princess and get on your hands and knees.” I push myself up, arching my back. “I can’t wait to slide my hard cock into your beautiful pussy. What do you want to do with this gladiator’s cock?”
Gabriel looks hopeful.
I never thought as an Omega that I’d have such equality in and out of bed.
Right now, I’m next to my Omega lover who’s dominantly riding our Beta’s cock, and I’m being offered the choice of what to do with my Alpha’s one.
In fact, whether to offer him mercy, since he’s been worked to almost the point of orgasm already.
He deserves mercy.
He deserves the world.
I can give Gabriel the thumbs up like the Emperor in the Collisseum.
I give a gracious smile. “I want to feel his gorgeous cock stretch my mouth and fill it with his cum.”
Gabriel eagerly raises himself up onto his knees, pressing his dick against my lips.
I lap the precum from the head, and Gabriel shudders, struggling to hold himself on his knees.
Kai chuckles. “You should thank her, lad.”
“Thank you, Mer.” Gabriel gently takes hold of my hair, stroking over my head. “Thank you…”
Then I open my mouth, and he pushes his cock into my mouth.
I love the weight of it on my tongue. I lick as best as I can, swirling around its head.
He’s already close.
“Your princess comes first,” Kai says, warningly. “Don’t disobey, or you’ll be thrown to the lions.”
The only lions in the house are toy ones.
But still, I’m impressed about Kai’s dedication to the fantasy.
Gabriel groans. I can feel him holding himself back with an iron self-discipline.
Kai caresses down my spine, and my skin tingles. He rubs across my clit, before spreading my folds.
When there’s only a slight rustle of clothing behind me, my brow furrows.
Why isn’t he undressing?
Then I remember: Kai’s wearing a kilt.
Is this the real reason Scotsmen wear nothing underneath them? Easy access?
Then all thoughts are driven from my mind, by the way that Kai fucks into me with a single long, thrust.
It drives me further onto Gabriel’s cock, and I choke for a moment, before Gabriel pulls back with a choked sound of his own.
Kai leans over my back, and his strong hands grab hold of my shoulders.
Gabriel clasps Kai’s hands.
Then the two men kiss with the intimacy of Alpha lovers who’ve known each other for years and are now connected by the Omega who has long united them.
Who they both love.
Kai begins to piston into me with a power that punches the breath from me.
I gasp.
It feels like I’ve been electrified.
My eyes fall closed.
Kai’s cock is perfect; it’s hitting in just the right place at each thrust to make stars burst behind my eyelids.
At the same time, Gabriel’s cock is being worked in and out of my throat on each thrust.
I’m caught between two Alphas and I should feel like prey.
But instead, they’re worshiping me.
And with that thought, I come.
It hits me with such strength that my back arches, and I scream.
It’s mind-blowing.
It’s pack.
“F-f-fuck.” Gabriel’s legs shake.
The vibrations from my scream, go through Gabriel’s dick in my mouth. It sets off a chain reaction, and he comes.
Still dazed, I swallow.
Kai tightens his grip on my shoulders, as he in turn comes with a snarl. Then he kisses down my spine, drawing back. He slides across the bed toward Lark.
When Gabriel carefully pulls his cock out of my mouth, however, he doesn’t drag me into a hug as I’m expecting.
Instead, he pulls me up to face him. “You were perfect, Mer.”
I stare at him, confused. “So were you, Gabe. But why aren’t we snuggling? I need to nuzzle.”
Gabriel instantly nuzzles against my neck, petting my hair.
I purr, nuzzling him back.
Gabriel looks up at me, and he’s smiling.
The type of smile that he used to give, when we were kids.
The smile that I’d feared I’d never see him wear again.
My heart swells with joy.
Gabriel drags me to sit on one side of Lark, who’s still straddling Antonio and riding him. “Ready to complete our pack, Mer?”
Antonio’s curls are hanging over his eyes.
He looks delirious with pleasure but he still lights up like the sun, when he sees Kai on one side of Lark and Gabriel on the other.
He winks at us.
Wait, does this mean…?
Kai rests his hand on Lark’s shoulder, stilling him. “Lark, will you accept the bond of the Devil pack?”
Lark takes a panted breath, appearing to only just realize that he’s circled by us.
He gives a short laugh. “You had to wait until I had a cock in my ass to do this.”
Antonio pouts. “Not any cock. Mine.”
Gabriel laughs. “It was Toni’s idea. Can you think of a more fun way to make sure that we’re all equally included?”
Lark strokes his hand down Antonio’s chest, fondly. “It’s perfect.”
“You are.” Antonio’s expression is soft, before it becomes wicked again. “And surprisingly flexible for someone of your age.”
I can’t hide my chuckle.
Lark swats Antonio’s hip, before holding his hand out to me. I clasp it, holding it over my heart.
Then I nod.
Lark tilts up his chin. “I accept the bond.”
Kai leans down to rest his teeth on the right hand side of Lark’s neck.
Gabriel lowers his mouth to the other side of his throat.
Then at the same time, our two Alphas bite.
They destroy Lark’s savaged bond bite.
As they did with me, they form something new.
I feel it, surging through me.
It’s exhilarating.
This is the true start of our new family, pack, and life.
We’re still hunted.
But I’ve never been happier.
I’m Mercy and these are my devils. Even though we’ll always be in danger as outlaws, these men have taken my broken pieces and made me whole.
One day, if we keep fighting this war, no Omegas will be at risk of becoming Broks.
Then every cage will be empty.