Chapter 62 Xander, Asher, Nitro, Fallon, & Kane
XANDER, ASHER, NITRO, FALLON, Nitro and Kane on either side, hands caressing her breasts, her stomach, her thighs; and Fallon at her feet, his elegant fingers wrapped around her ankles possessively.
I pressed forward again slowly, watching Lucy's face as I entered her, ready to stop at the first sign of discomfort.
Instead, her eyes became impossibly large, her mouth dropping fully open to release a gasp of pleasure that sent a surge of satisfaction through my blood.
My control crumbled, and I entered her heated womanhood without hesitation now, the silk of her body gripping me like a vise.
When I was fully seated within her, I paused a second time, giving her body time to adjust. Without a doubt, this was the final consideration I could manage; I had no power against the weight of my own desire now.
Her inner channel conformed around me as if we belonged together, and we always had.
Two pieces out of six. Something always missing up until this moment.
"Xander," she breathed.
Fuck, the way she said my name made me growl under my breath, scorching Alpha hunger racing through my veins.
The urge to move, to plunge in and out like a fucking freight train and claim her completely, was overwhelming.
My muscles trembled with the effort of fighting my instincts.
But this wasn't about my pleasure alone—this was about connection, about bonding, about showing Lucy exactly what it meant to be part of DemonX.
Not just death-defying stunts, not just adrenaline rushes, not just hardness and sharp edges.
We could be more. We were more.
Taking a deep, shuddering breath, I set a deliberate pace, each thrust measured and deep.
Not exactly gentle—we were Alphas, after all, not inherently made for gentleness—but controlled, purposeful.
My hands gripped her hips, fingers pressing into the soft flesh hard enough to leave marks that would fade by morning.
Another temporary claim to complement the permanent ones we'd already left with our teeth.
"That's it," I encouraged as Lucy's body began to respond, her hips rising to meet each thrust. "Take what you need from me."
Around us, my brothers continued their focused worshiping, adding to Lucy's pleasure in ways I couldn't while focused on the rhythm of our joining. Nitro pinched one nipple, rolling the sensitive bud between his fingers until Lucy moaned. Kane mirrored the action on her other breast while his free hand slipped between our bodies to circle her clit with practiced precision. There was something about his hand shoved between us that spurred me onward. We’d been a pack forever, yet we’d never come together in this way—not even at our epic fuck parties.
Lucy was changing us.
She was changing everything.
Asher bent to capture Lucy's mouth in an upside-down kiss, swallowing her moans and whimpers as the combined sensations of our touches built. Fallon's hands had moved from her ankles to her calves, massaging the muscles there with firm, sure strokes that traveled gradually higher up her legs.
I found myself looking around as best I could, taking in the ecstasy on my brothers’ faces.
The sight of us all devouring Lucy together, touching and tasting and teasing every damn inch of her, drove me to increase my pace.
I rammed in faster, harder, deeper, the slap of flesh meeting flesh joining the symphony of Lucy's moans and our collective heavy breathing.
When I felt her body tightening around me, the first flutters of her approaching climax, I groaned. She go there hand away from one of my brothers to cover her face. I reached up, snagging her wrist and pulling it away.
“Don’t you dare cover your face. I need to see you come undone, Lucy.” Her pulse raced beneath my fingers where they pressed against her delicate skin, the beat accelerating as her pleasure built higher.
She blinked rapidly, her already insanely bright eyes going a violent shade of green.
"Let go," I commanded, my voice dropping to that Alpha register that no Omega could resist. "Show us what we do to you."
Her response was immediate and breathtaking.
Her back arched off the bed, her inner muscles clamping down on me with exquisite pressure.
A cry tore from her throat—so damn raw, so breathtakingly primal, so uninhibited—as wave after wave of toe-curling sensation washed through her body.
The sight of her losing her grip on reality beneath me, surrounded by my brothers' hands and mouths, was the final shove that sent me over the edge.
I drove into her one final time, burying myself to the hilt as my release crashed through me.
The intensity of it stole my breath, a white-hot ripple radiating outward from where our bodies joined.
The connection between us strengthened. With each glorious, sensual wave, our Alpha and Omega recognized one another.
If the tether between us was already this strong now, I could only imagine what it would feel like once Lucy had marked me and my brothers.
The bundle of nerves at the tip of my cock swelled to an almost painful size, and I hoped I wasn’t hurting her. But Lucy looked euphoric, eyes fluttering, face flushed, breaths coming in quiet pants.
In the moments I was locked inside her, I realized I could give up the crowds, the applause, the recklessness, but I couldn’t give up this feeling.
As the aftershocks subsided and my knot relinquished its hold, I carefully withdrew from Lucy's body, moving to kneel beside her. She turned her head toward me, eyes glazed with satisfaction but still alert, still hungry. The bond wasn't complete yet—she needed to mark me in return.
I extended my arm, offering the vulnerable underside near the edge of my palm where veins bulged against thick, weather-worn skin.
Lucy took my hand, bringing my wrist to her mouth.
Her lips pressed against my pulse point first, over the gland, making my scent billow heavily into the air.
She applied a gentle kiss that made my heart stutter in my chest. Then her teeth scraped lightly over the skin.
Too delicately, too lightly. That would never do.
"Harder," I murmured, guiding her jaw wider with my free hand. "You need to break the skin, Lucy. Make it count."
Her eyes met mine, uncertainty flickering briefly before determination took its place.
With a small nod, she bit down again, harder this time.
I felt her teeth pierce my skin, the sharp pain quickly blooming into something else entirely—a rush of heat and pleasure that coursed through my veins like liquid fire.
The bond, which had rooted further inside me with every passing second, snapped into its final place with an almost audible click.
A key slotting home inside the right lock.
I could feel her now, a presence in the back of my mind, a warmth in my chest that hadn't been there before. Mine. Ours. Part of us now, forever.
When Lucy pulled away from me, her mouth stained with dots of my blood, I leaned down to press my mouth to her forehead, tasting the salt of her sweat-slicked skin.
"Perfect," I whispered against her temple.
Lucy's smile was radiant, if tired. But there was no time for rest yet—four more bonds needed to be completed tonight.
I met Asher's eyes over Lucy's head and gave him a small nod.
He grinned, all predatory hunger and barely contained excitement as he moved to take my place.
If the man could catch on fire right now, I knew he would.