Epilogue
Colener Estate — United Kingdom
English Home of the Holloway Family
Two months later…
“This heat isn’t as bad as the first one was,” Maverick said as he slammed his hips into mine, my back scraping up against the wall of my bedroom.
“Liar,” I hissed, my teeth digging into the edge of his jaw, making the alpha howl as his knot toyed with the entrance of my pussy, nudging in and out until I locked my legs around his hips and forced it inside.
Inside of my nest, which was a tangle of sheets haphazardly wrapped around the four-poster bed, lay Brooks and Dallas who were busily snoring as they recuperated from the whirlwind of the last couple of hours.
Somewhere in the back of my mind and underneath the blazing haze of my heat, I was grateful that Carter was staying in the city this weekend because there was no way that we were going to be able to stay just in this room.
The Colener Estate had been in my family for hundreds of years—long before the Holloways had migrated to the United States—and I had spent many a summer traipsing through the old hallways…
and now my brain was telling me to fuck up against the old paintings and on the old brocade chairs and maybe even let one of my alphas give me rug burn on the old ornate carpets.
My heat had come on hard and fast after dinner this evening. Mrs. Carningham, the housekeeper and cook, had commented on my flushed face before leaving for the village.
Then when I was in the middle of my bath and Brooks had come to join me it had started in earnest.
Dallas had come to find us and had gotten pulled into the cold water and now both of them were passed out and Maverick was my third victim.
All I needed was my Zeke who had been out for the afternoon handling some business things in London and my pack would be complete.
“Stop, omega,” Maverick growled, the flat of his hand coming up to smack my ass hard.
It sent a shiver of pleasure-pain rippling up my spine.
I leaned back with a bratty smile, tilting my head as my insides coiled around his knot that still hadn’t fully inflated yet.
“Stop what, alpha?” I asked innocently.
He glared at me with those warm, honey brown eyes of his and the desire to throw him into a rut filled me.
Leaning in, I licked from his collarbone up to just behind his ear, my nose sucking in his vanilla bourbon scent and letting it make my already dizzy brain feel even dizzier.
“Fuck me, alpha,” I purred. “Make this burning heat go away.”
I felt him shudder inside of me and swell.
“You’re not in charge here, Lennon,” he said, pressing me even harder into the floral wallpaper.
I nipped his earlobe gently.
“Then show me what being in charge looks like.”
It was a challenge, like waving a red flag to a charging bull.
Maverick’s growl was almost a roar as he lifted me up high and walked us over to the wooden vanity on the other side of the room, knocking all of my beauty products on the floor and flipping me over so I could see myself in the mirror.
My blonde hair was wild, my face was flushed, and my eyes were almost completely black as I stared at myself and Maverick hilted himself completely once again.
“Look at us, omega,” he said through gritted teeth as he reached up to grip my hair in his fist. “Look.”
I arched my back, the pleasure of his thrusts making my entire body shake with satisfaction as I watched his face twist with a pleasure of his own as he worked us both to the edge of climax.
“This time when my knot goes inside of you, Len, it will be for real.”
“Yes,” I begged, my hands gripping the edge of the vanity as it knocked into the wall. “Knot me, alpha.”
Maverick lifted my hips up so that I was standing on my tip toes, changing the angle of his thrusts, his knot locking inside of me as I pressed my forehead into the wood and came with a scream.
Maverick spilled deep inside of me, the warmth of him being trapped by his knot as he leaned down over my back and covered my spine with rough kisses.
“Well, damn,” I heard from the doorway.
There Zeke was, still dressed in the neat suit from earlier though he was already undoing the tie as he stared at me and Maverick with a grin on his face.
“I told you her heat was coming, Mav.”
“And I didn’t disagree with you,” the alpha currently knotted inside of me rumbled as he moved us awkwardly to the settee in front of the bed, yanking one of the blankets out from underneath Brooks’ sleeping bulk.
He pulled it over me and I snuggled into his lap to wait for his knot to deflate, my heat temporarily sated.
“I just said maybe we had a couple of more days, clearly I was wrong.”
Zeke chuckled as he stepped further into the room, shutting the door and shrugging out of his suit jacket. “Hey, gorgeous, how are you feeling?”
I glowered at him. “You jinxed me.”
He just smiled and dropped a kiss onto my sweaty forehead. “Sorry about that. I really didn’t mean to. But I’m here now, so why don’t Maverick and I really make you feel good and do the thing?”
I perked up at that. I knew what the thing was.
Maverick frowned. “Do you even have any lube in this house?”
“We don’t need it,” Zeke said, his fingers sliding in between where Maverick and I were connected to prod at the tight rosette of my ass. “Sure we use it when she’s not on her heat, but look at this beautiful slick.”
He held up his fingers to the light and they shone. “No, she’ll be perfect.”
Zeke glanced behind us at the two alphas in the nest. “I see she got to them first?”
Maverick nodded. “Yeah I found them in the bathtub. She had practically knocked them out by that point so I figured a nap was in order. You came at the perfect time, Z.”
“It’ll be even more perfect if you can get that knot of yours to deflate a bit so we can get started,” Zeke told him as he continued to undress, unveiling bit by bit of his perfect body for my viewing pleasure.
“If you want me to deflate anytime soon, can you try to undress faster?” Maverick said through clenched teeth. “She’s squeezing on me because she likes watching your little strip show and that’s making it worse.”
Zeke pouted but started to hurry. “You’re no fun.”
Maverick’s hand came over my eyes, covering my vision. “Try to relax, Lennon, especially if you want to do the thing.”
I let out a shuddering breath and focused on releasing the tense muscles that were clamped around his swollen knot.
Within a few minutes he had managed to slowly pull out and I was perched on his knee, the heat collecting in my core starting to swell again as I started to rock back and forth, seeking any kind of friction to soothe myself.
“She’s so impatient,” Zeke purred as he grasped my chin in his hand and leaned down to take a kiss from my lips, his tongue sliding along mine.
“You did promise her one of her favorite activities,” Maverick said, his hand on my lower back as he let me take whatever pleasure I needed from the top of his muscular thigh, leaving a trail of slick in my wake.
Zeke held a hand out to me, the corner of his mouth pulling up into a smile as his dark eyes glittered in the dim light of the room. “Come here.”
I let him pull me to my feet, curious how we were going to do this.
“Maverick, lie back on the bench,” Zeke ordered, turning me around so that my back was to his front. “And keep your legs together.”
Zeke walked around me, moving the settee so that it was away from the foot of the bed, giving us more space to play.
“Now, honey, go ahead and mount your alpha,” Zeke said, giving my ass a playful little swat.
I approached Maverick, my body already feeling like it was on fire again as I lifted a leg and straddled his hips.
“Can I be in charge now?” I asked, planting one hand on his chest as I reached back for his already stiff cock.
“Just this once,” he purred, his eyes intent on my face.
Guiding him back inside of me, I slid down his thick length, drawing my lower lip into my mouth with my teeth and letting out a low moan as I finally made it down to his knot again.
“Good girl,” Zeke praised, already hovering behind me as his fingers stretched and prodded at my ass. “I love your ass during your heat. It’s like it’s always ready for me.”
“You’ve only seen it during one heat,” I said, my voice tight as he slipped two thick fingers inside.
“That’s all I needed to see, gorgeous,” he said as he lifted my arm up and put his mouth over his bond mark, pressing a kiss to the scar and sending a shiver of need coursing through my body.
Then he was sliding inside of my ass and I was full, so very full as I was pressed in between their warm bodies.
Everything after that was a blur of vanilla bourbon and fruity champagne, their fingers in my hair and their lips on my skin until I came, my vision flashing bright white, and then there was nothing.
“Come on,” I urged, pulling the pair of sleepy alphas out into the foggy forest with me.
“If Maverick and Zeke wake up and find you gone they’re going to be pissed,” Dallas said with a yawn.
“They’re not the ones with the fantasy,” I said with a giggle as I pulled the thick, red velvet hood up over my head.
“Neither am I,” Dallas pointed out as he glanced over at his twin who was fully awake and staring at me like I was his wet dream come to life.
After I’d woken up to find all four of my alphas asleep and another swell of my heat in full swing, an idea had come to mind.
I hadn’t gotten the chance to fulfill my promise to Brooks for not succumbing to his gunshot wound that night at the complex where I was being held after being kidnapped and I had brought the costume with me when we moved temporarily to England…
So I’d gotten dressed in the silky white nightgown and donned the hood before waking the twins up and dragging them outside.
“So are you complaining about benefiting from the fruits of being related to Brooks?” I asked as I tugged them further into the woods where the old stone bridge that stood over a sleepy creek was.