Chapter 17
Sable
The bond with Beau settled into my chest like a living thing, warm and pulsing and impossibly real. I could feel him even though he’d moved to the edge of the nest to give me space. Feel his satisfaction, his protectiveness, his absolute certainty that claiming me had been the right choice.
It was overwhelming and perfect and terrifying all at once.
I touched the bite mark on my neck, feeling where his teeth had broken skin. It was already healing, the omega biology that made heats possible also accelerating the bonding process. In a few hours, it would be a permanent scar. Visible proof that I belonged to someone.
That someone belonged to me.
My fingers moved to Beau’s neck, where my own bite mark gleamed. I’d done that. Claimed him back. Made him mine in a way that Nathan would have found shocking and inappropriate.
The thought of Nathan made my chest tight for just a moment. He would have been horrified by this. By me taking control, by me demanding reciprocal bites, by me refusing to be the passive omega he’d wanted.
But Nathan wasn’t here. Would never be here again. And I was done letting his voice in my head dictate what I was allowed to want.
The heat surged again, pulling me out of my thoughts and back into my body. It came faster this time, more intense, my newly formed bond with Beau making everything more sensitive. I could feel him through the connection, feel his response to my need even from across the nest.
But it wasn’t Beau I was looking at.
Dane and Silas were watching me with identical expressions of hunger and concern. Two alphas I hadn’t claimed yet, two bonds waiting to form, two pieces of pack that weren’t complete.
I wanted them both. Wanted them at the same time. Wanted to feel surrounded and filled and claimed from every direction until there was no part of me that didn’t belong to this pack.
The want was so intense it stole my breath.
“I need you,” I said, looking between them. “Both of you. At the same time.”
Silas’s eyes went dark. “Sweetheart, that’s pretty advanced for your first real heat with a pack. Are you sure?”
“I’m sure.” I was already moving toward them, my body knowing what it wanted even if my brain was still catching up. “I want both of you inside me. I want your knots at the same time. I want to be so full of you that I can’t think, can’t breathe, can’t do anything except feel.”
“Fuck,” Dane breathed, and I felt his control snap through whatever connection we hadn’t formed yet. “Yes. If that’s what you want, we’ll give it to you.”
“Tell us how,” Silas said, already stripping off his clothes. His body was lean and defined, every muscle visible under flushed skin. “How do you want us?”
I thought about it, my heat-addled brain trying to work through logistics. Two alphas, both with knots that would lock inside me. One would take me from behind while the other took me from the front. Both filling me, both claiming me, both making me theirs.
“Dane first,” I decided. “He’s bigger. I want him behind me, want to feel him open me up. Then Silas in front, so I can see his face when you both claim me.”
“Jesus Christ,” Beau muttered from the edge of the nest. “That’s the hottest thing I’ve ever heard.”
Dane moved into position, his large hands gentle despite the hunger in his dark eyes. “Are you sure about this? Taking two knots at once is intense. If it’s too much, if anything hurts, you tell us immediately and we stop.”
“I’ll tell you.” I positioned myself on my hands and knees, presenting for him in the most primal way possible. “But I need this, Dane. Need to feel both of you. Need to be claimed by you at the same time.”
His hand stroked down my spine, sending shivers through my overheated skin. “Then we’ll make it good for you. Make it so good you never doubt you’re ours.”
I felt him position himself behind me, the thick head of his cock pressing against my entrance.
I was slick from heat, from Beau’s earlier claiming, from my body’s desperate need for exactly this.
But Dane was right that he was bigger than the others, and I felt the stretch as he began to push inside.
“Breathe,” he coached, his voice rough with restraint. “Just breathe through it. Let your body adjust.”
I tried to breathe, tried to relax, but the sensation was overwhelming. Fuller than I’d ever been, stretched in ways that made me gasp. He pushed deeper, inch by inch, until I thought I couldn’t possibly take more.
And then he pushed deeper still.
“Oh god,” I whimpered, my arms shaking with the effort of holding myself up. “Dane, you’re so big. So deep. I can feel you everywhere.”
“Not everywhere yet,” he said, bottoming out inside me. His hips pressed flush against my ass, and I could feel every inch of him buried in my body. “But we’re getting there.”
He gave me a moment to adjust, his hands stroking my hips in soothing circles. I could feel him holding back, feel the tension in his body as he fought to stay still when every instinct was probably screaming at him to move.
“Okay,” I gasped when I could form words again. “Okay, I’m ready for Silas.”
Silas moved in front of me, and I looked up to meet his eyes. They were dark with desire, his pupils blown wide, but there was tenderness there too. Care. The promise that he’d take care of me even while we did something that pushed every limit I had.
“You’re so beautiful like this,” he murmured, stroking my face with gentle fingers. “Full of Dane, about to take me too. So perfect and strong and ours.”
“Make me yours,” I pleaded. “Both of you. Claim me together.”
He positioned himself below me, lying on his back so I could sink down onto him. With Dane already inside me, the angle was different. Tighter. When Silas pressed against my entrance, I felt the resistance immediately.
“It’s okay,” he soothed, reading my sudden spike of fear through his sensitivity. “Your body can take this. Omega biology is designed for exactly this. Just trust us.”
I lowered myself slowly, feeling Silas breach me at the same time Dane was buried deep. The sensation of being filled from both directions was indescribable. Too much and not enough, painful and perfect, overwhelming every sense I had.
“Holy fuck,” Silas groaned as he slid deeper. “Sable, you feel incredible. So tight. I can feel Dane inside you too.”
“Same,” Dane grunted from behind me. His hands tightened on my hips, holding me steady while Silas pushed deeper. “This is intense. I can feel every time you clench around both of us.”
I couldn’t form words anymore. Could only make sounds as they both filled me, stretched me, claimed space inside my body that felt like it had been designed specifically for them. When Silas finally bottomed out, when I was completely full of both of them, I sobbed with the intensity of it.
“Too much?” Silas asked immediately, his hands cupping my face. “Do we need to stop?”
“No,” I managed. “Not too much. Perfect. You’re both perfect. Don’t you dare stop.”
“We won’t,” Dane promised. “We’re going to move now. Going to make you feel so good you forget your own name.”
They started slowly, finding a rhythm that worked with both of them inside me. Dane would thrust forward while Silas pulled back, then they’d reverse, creating a constant sensation of fullness and friction that made my vision blur.
“That’s it,” Silas encouraged, his thumb finding my clit and circling with firm pressure. “Feel us both, sweetheart. Feel how perfectly you fit us. How perfect we fit you.”
The pleasure built with every thrust, every movement driving me higher. I could feel them both so clearly, could distinguish between Dane’s thick length filling me from behind and Silas’s perfect angle hitting spots inside me that made me see stars.
Beau moved closer, his hand stroking down my back. “You look so beautiful like this. Taking both of them. So strong and perfect and ours.”
The praise made something in my chest go warm. I was strong. Was taking two alpha knots at once, was about to form two more pack bonds, was choosing this with full awareness and no shame.
“Harder,” I demanded, finding my voice. “I need it harder. Need to feel you both claiming me.”
They gave me what I asked for. Dane’s thrusts became more forceful, driving deep enough to make me cry out. Silas matched his rhythm, both of them fucking into me with synchronized precision that made coherent thought impossible.
“I’m going to knot soon,” Dane warned, his voice strained. “Both of us are. That’s going to be intense, Sable. Two knots locking inside you at the same time. Are you ready for that?”
“Yes,” I sobbed. “Yes, I want it. Want your knots. Want your bites. Want everything.”
“Then take it,” Silas said, increasing the pressure on my clit. “Take our knots. Let us claim you properly.”
I could feel both of them swelling, their knots beginning to form at the base of their cocks. The pressure was incredible, stretching me even further, making me feel like I might break apart from the intensity.
Dane’s knot caught first, breaching me from behind with a pressure that made me scream. The fullness was indescribable, overwhelming, perfect. And then Silas’s knot followed, locking inside me from the front, and I shattered.
My orgasm hit like a physical force, tearing through me in waves that seemed endless. I could feel every pulse, every clench, every moment of pleasure amplified by the dual fullness of their knots locked inside me.
“Now,” Dane growled against my shoulder. “Claiming bite now.”
His teeth sank into the junction of my neck and shoulder on the right side, and I felt the bond snap into place instantly. Hot and bright and permanent, flooding me with his emotions. His possessiveness, his protectiveness, his absolute certainty that I was his.
“Mine,” Silas said against the left side of my neck, and his teeth followed. Another bond, different but equally strong, settling into my chest beside Beau’s and Dane’s.
Three bonds. Three alphas. All of them mine.