33. Shiloh
Chapter 33
Shiloh
Did I kind of choreograph my entire bonding? Maybe, but no one complains as I slowly ride Cole. I wanted them all here, while also giving them each my undivided attention during each of our individual bondings.
Since Cole saved me, and is the reason I’m here, I figured he was the obvious choice to go first. It has nothing to do with favorites, because I don’t have those. I mostly rated it based on how each relationship progressed to this point. Cole and I were instantaneous. Booking the budget flight was the best thing to ever happen to me.
“You’re so fucking perfect,” he says as I shift my hips. His grip on me is nearly bruising, and I devour every second of it.
Jonah is impatiently lying on the bed next to us, and Mack is sitting on the soft green chaise in the corner. It’s going to be a long night, because I want all of them to knot me while they bond me. I’ve read that it’s the most intense way to bond.
“Where am I gonna bond you? Hmm? Where am I gonna mark you mine forever?” Cole says with heavy pants.
I swallow a moan down as I grab his hand off my hip and slide it to the spot of my neck that I want him to mark so badly. Something in that action drives Cole wild as he ruts me from below, his knot pressing against my entrance, teasing me. It’s like every wrong, fucked-up thing that ever happened to me was worth it to have this moment.
His eyes lock in on mine as we let our most carnal urges take control. Our baser needs as an Alpha and Omega, but we’re fully present. This is nothing like how I feel when I’m in heat. Sure, maybe there’s a slight nagging in the back of my brain telling me it’s only a matter of time, but right now, I’m coherent and totally blissed out.
“Let me knot you, and mark you as mine,” he says. It comes out in pants as I eagerly nod.
I brace my hands on his chest as he tangles his hands in my hair, pressing kisses along my throat as he continues fucking me.
When he slides his knot inside of me, a wanton moan rips out of me. The stretch feels so good as his teeth meet the flesh of my neck and sink in. Connecting us for eternity.
I’m not sure what sounds fall out of my mouth. All I know is nothing has felt better. No orgasm has ever compared, no amount of happiness has ever felt anything like this.
I can feel his euphoria through our new bond, along with total devotion to me.
If you asked me a few months ago what I thought love was, I’d probably have some ridiculous answer about taking care of one another and not being able to have it all. But now? Now I truly know what it means. It means you never have to hide who you are. You never have to doubt how someone feels about you. Sure, it’s also taking care of one another, but it’s also about understanding each other so deeply there’s no doubt in your mind that you were made for one another.
Cole’s mark is already healing on my neck as I pull up and look into his face, his eyes watering with joy as I press my lips against his.
“We’re bonded,” I whisper against his mouth, his knot still locking us together.
His hand is moving up and down my back, his thumb pressing against his bond mark with each pass of his hands.
“I love you so much, thank you,” he says.
I run my nails through his beard, every touch feeling more elevated now that he’s my Alpha.
“I love you too.” I press another kiss against his lips as a throat clears next to us.
I turn and see a very jealous Jonah lying next to us.
“How long till your knot goes down?” he pouts to Cole, which makes me laugh. The jostling motion makes me moan as Cole’s knot shifts inside of me.
“Maybe all night out of spite,” Cole says to Jonah, and I tap his chest.
“Hey, you know how impatient he is.”
“He’s rushing my bonding,” Cole complains and I grab his face, forcing him to look at me.
“Nothing could rush this. Maybe he just wants to finally be connected to you like this,” I joke, which has Mack snorting behind me.
I grin while Cole frowns over at Jonah.
“Can you feel me?” I whisper to Cole. He smiles, now completely ignoring Jonah.
He grabs my hand and rubs it against his chest, right over his heart. “Yeah, sweetheart, I feel you.”
I cuddle against his chest, not looking at Jonah. The man is going to need to learn some patience. Cole holds me as his knot finally goes down, though neither of us brings attention to that fact.
It’s only when I feel his complete contentment down the bond that I kiss his chest and let his cock fall out of me. I shift off his lap and grab Jonah’s chin next to me.
“Are you ready to bond with me, Jonah? Are you ready to be my Alpha in every sense?”
As soon as the words are out of my mouth, he’s climbing on top of me, collaring my throat and pushing his cock deep inside of me. Jonah fucks me like a man possessed.
His hand presses against my bond mark and I shiver at the touch.
“You like being fucked in your pretty nest, princess? Hmm?”
I nod and watch in awe as Jonah watches where we’re connected. His cock slips in and out of my dripping pussy as his thumb rubs against my clit.
“I can’t believe I get to bond you,” he says in a near whisper.
While he fucks me, I can feel Cole’s presence down the bond. It’s not jealousy, no, it’s happiness, and maybe a little horniness.
God, I’m going to be sore after tonight.
“Gonna mark you mine. Come for me first,” he says, his thumb picking up speed on my clit.
My back arches off the bed as I press into his touch and he pushes his knot inside me. I shiver as euphoria licks up my spine, my orgasm lasting so fucking long I can’t breathe.
As soon as I think it’s over, Jonah’s leaning down with his mouth on my neck, tying us together forever. My nails are digging into his shoulders as his thrusts shallow out.
He kisses his mark, not pulling away at all, our skin touching nearly everywhere with the way my arms and legs are wrapped around him, our chests pressed together.
“You’re finally mine, princess,” he whispers in my ear, before kissing his mark repeatedly. “I’ll take such good care of you. My perfect Shiloh. I love you so much.”
I squeeze him so tight, kissing the side of his neck. I know the words didn’t need to be said, I felt them, but they’re nice to hear anyway.
“I love you too,” I whisper.
It’s weird bonding both of them. I’ve read how it feels with multiple bonds, but nothing prepares you for when it actually happens. But it’s clear whose emotions are whose.
“Guess there’s no getting rid of him now,” Jonah jokes, winking over at Cole.
“How long do you think you’ll be knotted?” Cole asks, mimicking Jonah’s complaints from earlier, which has me laughing and Jonah wincing. “Paybacks a bitch, and now I’m in your head, too.”
I expect a retort from Jonah. I’m surprised when he looks down at me, pushing my hair out of my face.
“Worth it,” he says with a kiss.
Just like I did with Cole, I bask in the after bonding with Jonah. This time it’s my nails scratching down his back soothingly as he kisses my face and plays with my hair.
“You know we’re all going to be fighting over you the rest of the night?” he questions.
The amount of endorphins rushing through me is surreal as I grin. Because I’ve never been fought over, only ever discarded.
“Hey, what was that?” Jonah asks, cupping my face.
Well, this is going to be a new experience. While feeling all their emotions has been exciting and enthralling, I didn’t really think about the fact that they’d now feel everything I’m feeling.
There’s no hiding from them. But the best part? The part that has tears falling from my eyes is that they want to know what I’m feeling. My emotions aren’t a burden on them.
I’m not a burden. I’m truly safe.
Cole’s hand is on my shoulder and Mack’s rubbing my calf as Jonah looks down at me, trying to decipher these emotions running through me. His eyes soften as he finally realizes the core of all these feelings.
Happiness. Acceptance. Love.
Jonah’s thumbs rub away a few tears that slipped out as he looks at me lovingly. His knot deflates, and he pulls out, but he doesn’t move.
“We’ll protect you and your heart, Shiloh.”
I squeeze him closer, inhaling his citrus scent. It means even more to me now. He doesn’t just smell like an Alpha I’m attracted to; he smells wholly mine.
“I guess I need to share,” he grumbles against my neck, kissing his bond mark one more time.
He rolls away off the bed as a naked Mack takes his place between my legs. I’m an absolute sticky mess, but he doesn’t seem to mind.
Mack kisses my collarbone and down my chest.
“Do you need a break?” he asks, slipping his fingers into my pussy.
“No. I need my missing last piece,” I tell him with a smile that he returns.
His hands are shaking and I find it absolutely adorable that he’s nervous. Because this is the biggest deal, and I’m glad he spoke to me beforehand to let me know where he stands. I know the nerves aren’t because he’s debating his decision, it’s because he’s excited.
“Can you guys stop staring? Damn,” Mack says to Cole and Jonah, and I bite my bottom lip to contain my smile.
He turns back to me, ignoring our spectators.
“I need you, Mack,” I tell him honestly.
I wasn’t being facetious earlier. He really is my missing last piece. His bond will make us a complete pack. I’ll finally feel at ease.
“I need you too. So fucking bad, baby,” he says, lining his cock up with my entrance.
Truly, with the amount of slick and cum, there’s no need for a preamble as he slides all the way inside of me, knot and all.
“Fuck,” I hiss out.
His knot isn’t at its full size, but when he shifts it in and out of me, I’m at the point of begging for it. My nails dig into his back, harder than I do with the others, cause it’s clear Mack likes it more.
He shudders, his body pressing harder against mine, grinding against my clit as he presses his growing knot inside of me.
I moan louder and louder as it swells. His hips stalling as his labored breathing tickles my ear.
“Bond me, make me yours,” I grit out.
Right above his brother’s mark, Mack places his. The second his mouth is on my neck, I crumble into a shaking, orgasming mess.
It’s unlike anything. With him being my final bond, it’s like my body is responding to finally doing what I was biologically meant to do. My hearing feels fuzzy and my face is numb, as Mack cups my cheek.
He says something and I blink a few times, not able to make out the words.
I think I finally understand the term being fucked senseless, because it’s like I’m up in a cloud of devastating elation. My limbs feel like they weigh a million pounds, but in the best way possible as Mack grabs my chin, gripping it tight.
“Do we need to go to the hospital?” I finally hear him say, and I’m brought back to reality, only slightly.
Right now, I just want to snuggle up with my three Alphas and sleep the rest of the day away.
“Hospital?” I repeat and Mack lets out a relieved breath.
“Thank fuck,” he says. “You scared us. It seemed like you passed out. Are you okay?”
I smile at him and nod my head. “More than okay. This is the happiest moment of my life. It’s official. We’re a pack,” I say, trying not to cry all over again.
Mack smirks and kisses his bond mark.
“You’re stuck with us forever now,” he jokes, but I can feel him down the bond. His happiness, the relief, the awe.
Out of all my Alphas, he can be the hardest to read, but not anymore.
Now I have everything I ever wanted and I’m going to hold on to it for dear life.