Chapter 34
Chapter Thirty-Four
Belle
I step inside the cabin first with the alphas following, and the air shifts as the door clicks shut behind me. I let my purse drop to the floor with a soft thud of finality. For the first time in years, I feel like I’m getting everything right. The realization crashes into my senses like a storm I’ve stopped trying to outrun.
I’ve found my fairy tale ending.
I don’t turn. I don’t need to.
Knox reaches me first, the sound of his footsteps heavy and certain. He presses his chest to my back, solid and commanding, one hand sliding around my waist to hold me close so I don’t vanish. He buries his nose in the curve of my neck, inhaling deep and greedily.
“You’re home,” he murmurs, the words more exhale than sound. A vow.
I melt right there in his arms. The last shreds of my holding out snap, and a new need rises in me.
“I want your bites.”
Our heartbeats and breathing all seem to stop in sync. The house goes still.
“I’m ready,” I add with complete confidence. This is everything I ever wanted. All of my fantasies have become my reality.
Rhys hurries over to stand facing me, his hazel eyes shining with joy. Mischief simmers under the surface alongside his ego, a smirk curling on his lips. “Then let’s do this, Snow Bunny.”
Before I can respond again, he rips me from Knox’s arms and throws me over his shoulder.
“Dibs!” he shouts, his voice echoing throughout the house as he carries me over to the stairs and begins to climb each step carefully with me in tow.
Percy and Knox follow behind us, both practicing a little more patience than their packmate. Though not by much, based on the tension in their postures.
Rhys carries me to the nest, shoving the door open and crossing the room in a few long strides. He tosses me onto the mattress, knocking me breathless. Honestly, I’m starting to understand all those books where women want to be thrown around like a doll.
The concept checks out. Yes, please, and thank you.
Our clothes disappear in between kisses and hungry, roaming hands. All three guys help to peel my clothes off me with admiring eyes, happy to worship me as my body is shown off to them. And I’m more than happy to let them.
Every brush of skin against mine feels like a promise, and when they’ve all joined me on the bed, I might be naked, but I don’t feel exposed.
I feel adored.
I lie there naked, trembling, and already drenched as they look at me like I’m everything to them.
Despite Rhys’s attempt to call “dibs” on me, Knox takes charge, as is his nature. He steadies me with his strong hands, guiding me onto all fours with a careful–and wanting–touch. Treating me like I’m fragile and fierce at the same time. His palms grip my hips with quiet possessiveness as he settles himself behind me.
Rhys takes his place in front, kneeling and stroking himself as he watches me with raw hunger in his eyes. His cock is thick, the tip already wet with need.
“Open that pretty mouth, Snow Bunny,” he purrs.
I do. Willingly. Eagerly.
The moment I take him into my mouth, Rhys groans–a deep, low sound that vibrates through me. He threads his fingers into my hair as he guides me, and my mouth works him slowly, savoring the taste and the way he twitches against my tongue.
Behind me, Knox groans as he enters me in one brutal, perfect thrust. I guess I’ve kept him waiting long enough.
I cry out around Rhys’s cock, the sound muffled. Knox fills me so completely that I can barely catch my breath even through my nose. My body stretches to accommodate him, the sensation overwhelming and electric.
My hands claw the sheets below, and I can feel Percy’s familiar hand run down my back to help ground me as I’m overtaken by competing sensations.
Knox growls as he takes me with a deep and deliberate rhythm. Every thrust rocks me forward, forces me to take Rhys deeper in my mouth. I’m surrounded, held between them all, and it feels... meant to be.
Slick drips down my thighs.
Our scents fill the air, our arousal mingling to create an aroma so delicious that I grow dizzy from it.
Knox pulls out abruptly, and I whimper around Rhys’s cock over the loss. Without being able to look back, I can’t tell what Knox is doing until I feel him plant his arm next to my leg on the mattress. A few seconds later, I feel him press his lips to my ass cheek, and I wonder if he’s planning to use his mouth on me.
Turns out, he is. Just not in the way I expect.
I scream as Knox’s teeth sink into my flesh where the curve of my hip meets my ass. His mouth suctions to the spot, leaving me no choice but to drop Rhys’s cock from my mouth as I’m blinded by white-hot flashes of pain. Percy quickly moves out of the way to give us space.
After enduring a few moments of the nearly unbearable pain, the pain fades to something completely different. Pleasure floods in its wake like wildfire through dry brush.
Knox releases me and retakes his original position, slamming his cock back into me. I gasp as my body locks around Knox’s cock, pulsing and grasping at him.
The bond.
I feel the click of it forming.
The rush of his emotions pours through me like lightning. Pride. Possession. Relief so profound that tears spring to my eyes. Love . A steady, anchoring love that wraps around my ribs and roots me to the earth.
Knox sinks his knot inside me, thick and final. He groans against my skin as we lock in place. “You’re mine now, little omega. For always.”
I’ve never felt safer. Never felt more wanted.
He lowers us gently to our sides, staying buried deep, our bodies flush until eventually his knot deflates and he’s able to pull out.
Rhys tucks a piece of stray pink hair behind my ear before leaning in to kiss me sweetly.
His eyes search mine, voice rough with emotion. “My turn, Snow Bunny.”
I nod, dazed but excited.
As I shift across the bed, Percy slips closer to Knox and rests his chin on Knox’s chest to watch me with Rhys.
Rhys covers my body with his, using his elbows to balance his weight, and then slides inside me like he’s coming home. Between my slick and Knox’s cum, my body welcomes him with ease.
I cling to him as he fills me, rolling his hips with practiced ease. Every movement is a declaration of love. He’s not patient, but I don’t mind because I’m just as desperate for him as he is for me.
He buries his face in my neck, sucking and licking his way down. I wrap my legs around his waist, enjoying every moment of this.
Rhys slows to a stop at my chest, pausing just above my left breast, his teeth grazing me. I brace myself just in time for his bite .
A ragged cry tears from my throat as pain arcs through me. I don’t flinch away, though, because I want this. I want to savor the pain of being bonded to my own personal hero. He rescued me from my lowest moment, and now he’s part of the best day of my life.
The bond tears open like a dam breaking.
I gasp, my breath stolen as Rhys pours into me. Chaotic, vibrant, bright. His adoration crashes over me, wild and fierce. His need to protect me, his hunger, his aching desperation to be seen . To be loved back .
I sob, overwhelmed.
He keeps thrusting, deeper and harder, his mouth frozen over the mark close to my heart. My orgasm hits sharp and sudden. My muscles spasm, my body clenching him so tightly that he sinks his teeth in even deeper.
Rhys pushes his knot into place and spills inside of me.
Another knot. Another bond.
One more to go.
Percy kisses Knox’s chest before climbing over him to get to me. He switches places with Rhys, settling his body between my thighs as he kisses my temple.
I’m trembling, my skin sticky with sweat and covered in their scents. My thighs slick from my release.
Percy’s hands are cool as he smooths his palms over my ribs, my belly, and my hips. He worships every part of me. He doesn’t hurry.
But I see the look in his eyes–the quiet, burning hunger hiding behind his calm demeanor.
My body has been stretched and filled, but I’m still wet and aching. I want more. I want him, my Percy. My alpha.
He slides the tip of his cock through my slick folds, pausing to stare down at the spot where we finally meet. His cock is thick and ready, waiting for what’s promised. He’s been so good and patient waiting for his turn. Waiting for me.
“So wet for me,” he murmurs. “All that release... you’re dripping with us.”
I moan, shivering as his words stroke some raw part of me. He jerks his hips to thrust into me, and I cling to him like a lifeline, burying my face in the crook of his neck.
Every stroke is deep and intentional as he slowly builds tension for both of us. His mouth peppers kisses across my cheek, pausing when he reaches my jaw.
“Where do you want me to bite, sweetheart?” he whispers, lips grazing my ear.
“My neck,” I gasp out. “I want everyone to see.”
His eyes flash wildly, pupils blown wide.
I’m not sure if he had ideas of his own about where to bond me, but my suggestion pleases him greatly. The idea of his mark being on constant display seems to bring out a possessive energy in him that shocks me in its intensity.
The rhythm of his hips stutters, snapping harder and faster. His control is unraveling with every thrust.
I dig my heels into his lower back, urging him deeper. The change in position sinks his knot into me right where I need.
Then I feel his bite.
Precise. Claiming. Right where my neck meets my shoulder.
It’s everything.
I shatter, stars flashing in my vision. Please and pain detonate together in my core and ripple out across the rest of my body as the bond slams into me, completing our pack.
Percy, with his calm devotion, steadying the balance of our pack. His quiet, encompassing love that surrounds us all, even when the other alphas take center stage.
“Percy!” I cry out his name as I come around him, my pulse roaring in my ears. He follows with a groan, spilling inside of me as he wraps himself around me like armor.
His weight pins me to the bed, and I’m not complaining.
We stay tangled in the sheets, our bodies locked together, our breaths slowly syncing. His knot eases eventually, but the bonds...
Those will never fade.
The bonds are eternal, living on forever with the marks on my skin and in my soul. Tethering me to my scent-matched pack. The perfect matches, chosen for me by fate itself.
I feel the alphas even more deeply than before.
Knox’s silent strength. Rhys’s playful fire. Percy’s pure affection.
Tears leak down my face but are quickly kissed away by my alphas. With them around, there’s no chance I’ll ever spend a single moment feeling lonely ever again.
My pack and my heart are so full.
I’m loved.
Claimed.
Home.
And this time, I’m never leaving.