34. Rowan
Rowan
Iwas buzzing, my skin tingling, and every nerve ending alive.
I was… aroused. So very much. Watching the three Alphas during dinner had been illuminating.
I got to see what they were like for a big horde event.
And I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t impressed and all the more attracted to them.
Seeing them take to the role as leaders of the horde…
There was something about it. The conversation I’d had with Luca had stuck with me.
I’d been thinking about how lucky we really were to have found each other not once, but twice.
A nearly impossible feat.
Over the weeks, I’d grown so much closer to them, felt the natural pull between us all strengthen, and hearing them toast to me? Well, let’s just say, it sealed the deal for this evening. I wanted them.
In every way.
I wanted crappy morning coffee, diner lunches, woodland walks, helping our horde… and the other things we did with and to each other.
There was no point in fighting it.
My body was drawn to them, and my heart was falling fast and hard.
Orsen still held my hand, leading me down the hallway toward his room. I’d been in it for half a second before, and my heart was fluttering beneath my ribs. One Alpha was something… What would multiple be like?
Well, it was time for me to find out.
Of course, I didn’t simply go from one to two. I had to make the jump from one to three Alphas. Despite my nerves, I couldn’t help but tease him about something very particular.
“Oh, so not the woods, then? And here I’d thought you wouldn’t even know what to do with a bed.”
Shooting a look at me, Orsen narrowed his eyes, running his tongue over his lips. “Trust me, Rowan. I know exactly what to do with it.”
There was a hunger in his eyes, like I was prey, about to get eaten—in the best way.
A thrill whooshed through me, making goose bumps pucker to life all over my skin as I clenched my thighs together, my insides melting. It was precisely what I’d been hoping for, and the fact that I could still sense Nix and Grey behind me just doubled down on the lust flowing through my body.
For a moment, I started to panic. Was I in over my head?
I chuckled to myself. Either way, I was about to find out; there was no backing out now.
“What’s that about?” Grey slid up behind me, pressing close as Orsen reached into his pocket to unlock his bedroom door. I wouldn’t have thought he’d lock it in the first place.
I could feel every ridge of Grey’s body through his clothing, including his length pressing up against my ass. His woodsy scent, coupled with the bonfire, made me quiver.
Fuck, I wanted to touch him.
“I’m just… I guess nervous, yes, but also…
” I didn’t know how to describe it. The words hovered there in the air as Orsen opened the door, and I was quickly swept into the room by all three of my mates currently present.
I had a brief realization that Bastian was noticeably absent, and while ninety percent of me was still just angry with him, the other ten was disappointed, wanting the tension between us to shift.
Thankfully, being in Orsen’s room, as well as Grey and Nix, immediately refocused my attention. Once we were in the large but still-private space, I was surrounded by their scents mingling together and going straight to my head like a shot of whiskey.
Before I could form another thought, Nix stepped up to me, leaning down to nuzzle my neck as he sighed happily. It was always so incredibly flattering when he visibly wanted me. I smiled as his lips brushed over the skin behind my ear, making me shiver.
“God, you smell so damn good.” His arm wrapped around my waist, the other hand gripping my hip. “Our beautiful, perfect mate.”
I chuckled. “I’m not perfect, by any means.”
“You are for us,” Grey was quick to add. I glanced to the right, where he was standing just behind Nix. “Are you… We aren’t about to do something you don’t want.”
“Oh, I want.” I let out a shaky breath. I was pretty sure I wanted nothing more than them in that moment. “I guess just… go slow with me?”
Grey smiled, coming up to my right arm as Nix stood in front of me, lifting my chin so he could kiss me. Grey’s whisper sounded in my ear, and my skin tingled. “Oh, Ro, we’re definitely going to take our time with you.”
The nerves I was feeling were shoved out of the way at that; lust replacing any apprehension because, goddamn, I wanted to see just what he meant by that.
I’d been daydreaming about a moment like this for a while now, namely when I was in bed alone.
I knew past me had already been there, but I didn’t remember it, so this was all totally new.
Yet, it felt so right to be here with all three of them, to have them all near me, touching me, claiming me.
Wait, did I want them to claim me?
We hadn’t discussed biting, but as soon as the thought entered my mind, I was shocked to realize I wouldn’t have minded one bit. Technically, we were already bonded, their old bites hidden under my patchwork of scars, but we probably needed to reseal it at some point.
I chewed on my lip as Nix pulled away, and I smiled up at him. “Yes, please.”
A low thwump sounded next to me, and I turned to see Orsen’s shirt on the floor. When I met his eyes, he grinned, his hands on his belt buckle, pulling the leather through the metal loop. I swallowed hard, knowing exactly what all three of these men were packing.
And I was dripping for all of them.
“Just relax. Let us worship you.” Nix angled my face to his again, smiling as he kissed me, his fingers finding the hem of my dress.
“This is fucking beautiful, by the way,” Greylen complimented, playing with the shoulder strap.
“A bit too much,” Orsen agreed with a chuckle. “I’ve spent half the night thinking about what’s underneath it.”
I moaned lightly against his lips, reaching for his button and zipper before my dress was tugged over my head, leaving me in my bra and rather tiny underwear.
Grey dusted his lips over my shoulder, each touch sending bolts of electricity to my core, unhooking my bra as I undid Nix’s pants and shoved the waistband down.
The sound of belt buckles and denim hitting the floor was loud in the otherwise quiet room.
I felt Orsen’s presence next to me as Nix stepped out of his pants, backing up toward Orsen’s especially large bed.
I was already a needy puddle of goo.
“How is it that thing just happens to be big enough for all of us?” I mumbled, looking at Orsen as Nix ducked his head under my chin to kiss my neck, Grey pulling the bra off me and tossing it somewhere. His erection pressed into me from behind, and I exhaled a shaky breath.
“Oh, let’s just say that when you first came into our lives”—Orsen smoothed himself against my side, his arm threaded between Nix and me to cup my breast and squeeze—“I learned very quickly that we needed suitable surfaces in every room we found ourselves in.”
I couldn’t help but smile, letting my head drop onto Grey’s shoulder.
They’d barely started, and I was already drunk on the sensations.
Then, in a flash of movement that had me squeaking, Nix scooped my legs into his arms and pulled them around his hips.
I perked up, meeting his stare, pleasantly surprised.
He held me tightly as he fell backward onto the bed.
“I guess you’re making the first move, huh?” I grinned at Nix, straddling him, as Grey and Orsen climbed onto the bed a moment later.
“I’m enjoying myself before these two take over. Trust me, I’m already over-fucking-joyed. I’ve got my half-naked mate with me. What more could I ask for?”
His eyes roamed over me. For the briefest moment, I was self-conscious. Physically, I was very different from the woman they had first met. My skin was scarred, and while a lot of it had healed, there were some patches that would never fade.
My hand instinctively came up to cover my stomach, and Nix’s eyes darkened.
Lurching forward, he tangled his fingers in the hair at the back of my neck. “Don’t you dare hide from me,” he barked, voice rough and throaty. “You are fucking perfect, you hear me? I am obsessed with every part of you. Those scars? They are part of you.”
My sweet, soft Nix had been replaced by a growly dragon.
And fuck, it was hot.
I melted into his kiss, rough, claiming. He made it brutally clear just how much he wanted me, grasping my hip with one hand and grinding me onto his length.
“Perfectly ours,” Grey muttered, nipping at my shoulder.
“We could always tie her to the bed and prove to her just how much we fucking admire her body…” Orsen muttered.
My core throbbed at those words.
Would they really…? God, I hope so.
Nix pulled back, those hungry eyes keeping me captive. “What are we going to do with you?” he whispered, his voice almost reverent.
Chuckling, I cocked a brow at him. “Give me copious orgasms?” I asked, unable to resist breaking some of the hot, heavy tension.
“We should get rid of these tiny things, then.” Nix didn’t miss a beat, lifting me by the hips and holding me there as Grey and Orsen pulled the thin fabric down my legs, my yelp echoing faintly off the walls. I was naked in two seconds flat.
The moment I was settled on Nix again, we both moaned loudly as his length sank deep inside me, the swell of his knot bumping against my clit.
I was spinning, positively dizzy from everything, and God, was it fun.
A gentle rhythm started up as my mates on either side of us ditched any remaining clothing.
Their scents were everywhere, and the need for each of them swelled in my blood like a drug too potent to deny.
Nix’s skin was red hot as my hands settled on his chest while we rocked together, simply enjoying how full I was.