Chapter 8
Grace
R eality was a bitch. The moment I woke up, the implications of what we had done were piling on me.
There was no way I was going to be able to hide our connection, not now that I knew what they looked like when they came, what they smelled like, the dirty words they whispered to me.
“Oh God,” I muttered, forcing myself out of bed, shaking my hands out before gathering all my things. I barely made it to the door when someone’s voice cut in.
“Why are you escaping, little muse?” Cade seemed amused, but a little worried, too.
“Oh God, oh God,” I said, dropping the stuff and starting to pace. It was getting hard to breathe.
“Whoa, whoa, whoa,” Cade called out, the alarm in his voice cluing the others in. Suddenly, I had all three of them bolting up and rushing toward me.
Beck tried to stop me from walking, but I was too far in my head, muttering to myself.
“What have I done? This is not going to go well. They’re all going to find out, and I’m going to be just as bad as everyone else. Then you guys are going to leave me.”
“Enough!” my alpha’s bark was enough to cut off my words, but not my panic. My eyes were wide as I stared up at him.
“Do you regret last night? Do you regret us?” His blunt words had me shaking my head.
“What? No!” I argued, incredulous at what he was implying.
“That was the best night of my fucking life, Beck. But that doesn’t change the fact that now I have to pretend like I don’t even know you, when I’d much rather you steal me away to the coat closet and fuck me senseless.
How is that going to make this week go well? ”
A smirk played across his lips as he leaned against the wall, crossing his arms and staring me down.
“Good to know we’ve ruined you for anyone else, because there will be no one else,” he confirmed. “And we’re not going anywhere. Don’t think I missed that comment.”
“See, that’s half the problem. I don’t care if my cousins are packed up, there’s no way they’re not going to flirt with you. How am I supposed to keep my hands to myself instead of throat-punching my own family?”
Now Spencer was trying not to laugh.
I threw up my hands and kept pacing. “I’m so glad this is funny to you three.”
“In my defense, I haven’t laughed yet,” Cade corrected me, but he looked seconds away from laughing. “Our plan is already in place, little muse. There’s no reason to start doubting yourself now.”
“They’re going to smell you guys on me.”
“Look, I’ll just offer you my suit jacket once in a while, and then it’ll make sense that my scent is on you if anybody catches it. I’ll do it in public so everyone sees,” Beck said.
“Plus, didn’t we talk about handing out scent blockers at the door and making it known that all products in the cabins are scent-blocking?” Spencer added.
They were so relaxed, sitting there in just their boxers, no shirts on, watching me unravel before their eyes.
It was only then that I realized I was naked, my clothes forgotten on the floor, so I had just been pacing like a ranting fool, completely bare.
I groaned and attempted to cover myself, but Beck rushed forward and caught my arms.
“Oh no, don’t start hiding on us now. We were loving the show, sweetheart.”
“You guys are insufferable,” I argued, but it was followed by my own laughter this time.
“Let me just show you how insufferable we can be,” he said, scooping me up and tossing me back on the bed. “Clearly, we didn’t do a good enough job at stress relief last night.”
“Haven’t you been listening?” I shot back. “The job you did last night was half the problem.”
“Nope. I think we could do a little better than last night,” Beck said as he moved lower, trailing his mouth over my torso and then swiping his tongue through my already wet pussy.
I swear I just existed that way around these men. No matter what they said or did, my body reacted.
“The rest of the wedding party shows up, tomorrow,” I reminded them. “We don't have time for… OH!”
I cut off as he slid two fingers inside of me. Spencer and Cade joined then. Spencer’s mouth latched onto one nipple, Cade the other, their mouths two different levels of intensity that only helped Beck work me up.
“Come for us. Then we’ll clean up and have breakfast,” Beck rumbled before he sucked on my clit, his fingers curling forward slightly as he pumped them in and out of me.
All panic and thoughts fell from my head, leaving me with only a blissful smile as I came undone for my pack.
“You can’t fix every freakout with orgasms,” I grumbled half-heartedly as they pulled away, all looking far too proud of themselves.
“Oh, I think we can,” Beck argued.
“Can I ask you something that might be a little… weird?” That had them all perking up.
“I can’t wait to see where this one is going,” Cade said, his smile lighting up his face and stealing away any lingering grogginess from the abrupt wakeup.
“Will you three jack off for me? I want you to come on me. My omega is dying to have you all mark me that way,” I admitted, covering my eyes.
Their silence had me cringing. Clearly, it was weird. But my omega was feral now, needing marked in a way we couldn’t just cover up, we’d know it was there.
When they still said nothing, I was ready to try and fix it. “You know what, ignore me, pretend I didn’t say anything.”
“Oh no, sweetheart, we were waiting for you to open those pretty blue eyes,” Beck corrected me. I forced myself to look at them, only to find they all hovered over me, cocks already in hand.
Now that I was watching, they started to stroke. There was such a contrast how each handled themselves, and I found it both fascinating, and sexy. Cade’s movements were quick, and harsh. Beck’s controlled with a slight twist at the end, and finally Spencer’s movements were slow and methodical.
I was practically panting as I stared at their hands and cocks, waiting for one of them to erupt.
Cade let out a low groan, his head falling back for a brief moment. He picked up the pace and then tensed, forcing his eyes to lock onto me.
“Touch yourself, Grace. Come with us,” he ordered. That was an order I didn’t hesitate to follow. I was already wet and dripping from Beck’s mouth and my earlier orgasm, my fingers easily sliding around my clit as I rubbed it, setting a pace that had me whimpering as I watched them.
Cade’s breath caught, my only warning before hot ropes of cum hit my stomach and breasts, painting over them in streaks. I scooped up some of his cum, using it as lube as I frantically teased my clit, needing that release now that they were losing control.
Then Beck growled, his cum hitting my chin and lips before joining the beta’s cum on my chest. I swiped my tongue out, groaning at the flavor of my alpha.
Finally, Spencer joined last, as calm and in control as always. His eyes were darker than ever as his breath caught and his cum joined the others.
That was all I could do to hold back, my orgasm washing through me with a molten intensity. It swirled through my limbs and had my toes curling and a moan escaping.
I moved my hand upward, fingers trailing through their releases, mixing them together as my omega danced in their combined scents.
“Our omega looks good like this,” Beck husked as he stared at me, watching almost as intently as I just watched them.
“I don’t know how you thought we wouldn’t enjoy that,” Cade groaned. “I’m almost as feral as the alpha now.”
“But, we’re out of time,” I said, forcing myself to stand up and head for the bathroom. I should go back to my room, make sure no one could see us, but I wasn’t walking out there naked and covered in cum.
Unluckily for them, I locked them out of their bathroom, cleaning myself up but leaving the remnants of their cum.
If I let them in, I knew we’d get caught up again. We’d already taken more time than I intended and I didn’t want my sister calling and checking in with me having zero updates.
Thankfully, they were staying in a suite, which meant there was more than one bathroom. The others showered quickly, so we were heading down to the dining room half an hour later, far more put together than before I showered.
The chef himself came out to get our drink orders and discuss the menu. It was kind of nice that not everyone at this venue was a mess.
I was starving, and there was no way I was about to hold back. I also wanted to know what he made best so I had some recommendations for Hailey.
“We’re supposed to be visiting for the bride and groom that will be here Monday. I’d love to have some recommendations to give her, so if you could tell me your favorite thing to cook on the menu, I’ll take that for breakfast, as long as it also has a side of bacon.”
“Oh, I like your style,” the chef complimented. It wasn’t like the alpha was flirting with me, but of course, I felt Beck’s leg press into mine. I was grateful he was keeping to our deal, making sure prying eyes couldn’t make sense of what we were doing here.
“What about coffee?” Cade prompted. “Or, are you more of a tea-in-the-morning kind of girl?”
“Definitely coffee, but I like mine sweet,” I told the chef. He nodded, made a note, and turned to the guys, starting with Spencer.
My beta was ready. “Actually, I’m going to overstep here. I’d love for us all to have different dishes, some of the best you have, so we can take photos to send to the couple.”
My chest warmed at the fact that he was making things easier on me. They were so attentive, and we just met. I couldn’t imagine what spending my life with them would be like.
“Not overstepping,” Beck said, nodding once in approval. “That’s perfect.”
“Oh, you make my job too easy,” the chef teased. “How about coffees for the rest of you?”
“Black coffee for me,” Beck answered. I expected nothing less, though I wrinkled my nose at him, making him chuckle.
“Green tea, if you have it,” Spencer answered, a small smile on his face as he winked at me.
“Give me what she has,” Cade added. “She’s not the only one with a sweet tooth.”
Thankfully, nothing they said was out of the ordinary.
Over the top? Sure.
We looked like a pack, but we would have, whether we were mates or not, with one omega, two betas, and an alpha. Thankfully, everyone knew why we were here and what we were doing.
“You think Wedding Planner Barbie’s going to show her face again today?” Spencer asked as the chef went off to the kitchen.
“She better not. I made it very clear I wanted her nowhere near the wedding, and Hailey backed me up on that. I can’t believe she called her before we even got out of the water.”
I rolled my eyes, still annoyed, though I wasn’t going to let one bad wedding planner taint the weekend.
“I’m going to walk around the venue today, take some pictures after we do the centerpieces. We got a good chunk done yesterday, so we shouldn’t have much left.”
“At this point, it’s just finishing about half the centerpieces and bagging up the party favors. What about the scent blockers? I haven’t seen anything about them yet.”
“The wedding team is supposed to ensure those bags end up in everyone’s suites. They’ll have scent-blocking soaps, sprays, deodorants, and sunblock since we’ll be out in the sun all week.”
“Perfect. Then I don’t think there’s too much for us to do outside of taking pictures and wrapping things up.”
“Then the real fun starts tomorrow,” I said. “Just wait until you meet my family, you’ll be wanting to run for the hills. You’ll regret this ever happened.”
“Oh, freckles, we could never regret you,” Spencer said, his voice so serious it made my chest ache.
I always imagined being at the center of a pack like this, with men so sweet, yet commanding, the kind that made me feel as good as I hopefully made them feel.
And here they were, proving that they were all worth the wait.