CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN - Balthazar
I woke Christmas morning with my Omega in my arms, and for the first time since I could walk, I didn’t fly out of bed and rush downstairs to see what was under the tree. The only gift I wanted was right here.
Mariska laid curled up against my side with her lips slightly parted. Her long hair flowed over the pillows like a dark honey river. Her chest slowly rose and fell, brushing her tits against me with each breath. She was so incredibly beautiful, a perfect angel.
Lucian was curled up on the other side of her with his hand on her hip, and Jasper stretched out on the far side of the pack bed lightly snoring.
At the bottom of the bed by our feet, Artemis watched me.
Mariska refused to close her dog out of the room while we celebrated, but at least Artemis had the decency to lay on her dog bed while we knotted Mariska every which way.
The dog probably needed to go out to do her business, so I carefully slid out of bed. Mariska moaned softly, but didn’t wake. Lucian pulled her closer, protective even in his sleep.
I motioned to Artemis and walked naked out of the room and downstairs. The sun had just peeked over the horizon and bathed the snow in a soft golden light. “Come on, Artemis. Go do your thing so we both can warm up again.”
She hurried out, and I refilled her water bowl and food dish. I snuck a cinnamon bun which was meant for breakfast, ate it in three big bites, and sucked my fingers clean. By the time I was done, so was Artemis, and I let her back in.
Still licking my lips, I returned to the pack bed and wiggled back in so that I was face to face with Mariska. I could stare at her forever.
When she said yes to being our Omega yesterday, I wanted to stand on top of the sleigh and shout out to the world that she was ours. It was the happiest moment in my life, and I had no doubt there would be countless more happiest moments together.
Her nose cutely crinkled and her eyes fluttered open. A sleepy smile graced her lips as she saw me. “Good morning,” she murmured. “Something smells good.”
“Could it be this?” I kissed her, soft and long. Her sensual scent intoxicated me, more so now that it was mixed with the pack’s. Her creamy vanilla mixed with cocoa, evergreen, and citrus. We were Christmas wrapped up in one package.
Mariska licked at my bottom lip. “Mmm. Cinnamon buns. Did you sneak down for a midnight snack without me?”
“At midnight, I had you knotted a second time, and you were sucking Lucian’s cock.” I smirked and waggled my brows at her. Even after the night of unending sex, she still blushed when I said it. God, I loved this Omega.
I quietly laughed and pulled her against me. “I took Artemis out and grabbed a bite to eat five minutes ago.”
She hooked a leg over my hip and kissed me. “Thank you. You take such good care of both of us.”
Of course I did. I would do nothing less for my mate. “She’s fed too, so you can stay right here in bed for as long as you want.”
“You spoil me.” Mariska cuddled up to me more so and lightly caressed my side. My dick twitched, starting to harden. I never thought I could go so many times, but with this Omega, now I knew I’d never stop.
“Yep.” I kissed her and twined our tongues, savoring the taste of her. Her scent thickened, and I gripped her ass to pull her close enough to rub the head of my stiffening cock on her inner thigh. She moaned, and I ate it all up. “Thoroughly.”
“And would you spoil your own kids so thoroughly?” Her question was a hot breath against my lips as she skimmed her fingers across my chest.
I paused. Was this a trick question? She didn’t want babies, and I’d promised not to mention them again.
Not that we really had much of a chance to talk about anything after getting back to the farm.
She yanked me out of my paranoid thoughts with a thrust of her hips to press her hot pussy against my shaft.
With no idea what this was about, I could only be honest. “Any kid of mine would be well taken care of. So yeah, spoiled, but they’ll be working the farm with me too.
I’ll teach them everything I know.” Just like my dad had done with me.
Those were great times, but if we didn’t have babies, I’d still have those memories and Mariska.
She was the most important thing. “But right now, I have something else on my mind.”
I kissed down her neck, but she cupped my face with both hands and lifted my head so we were almost nose to nose. “I didn’t mean it when I said I never wanted children.”
My heart leapt into my throat. “What?”
“I was angry, and I’m sorry.” Mariska nipped her lower lip, but kept eye contact with me. “I only meant I don’t want children right now, but one day, I would love to have babies. With four of us to parent them, how hard could it be?”
Fuck, yes! The new happiest moment of my life.
I rained kisses all over her face and rolled to pin her under me. “Best Christmas present ever!”
Mariska laughed and then gasped as I drove up into her. Heat sizzled through my body as I started a slow pace, rocking my hips to make my strokes long and deep. I could feel as I bumped against the back of her, the entrance to her womb. The place that one day I would put my babies.
She would be the most beautiful pregnant woman. I’d rub her large belly and her tits swollen with milk. And then seeing her jiggle a baby on her curvy hip… I fucked her faster.
Mariska as the mother of my children was the hottest thought ever.
On either side of us, I was barely aware of Lucian and Jasper wide awake and enjoying the show. Jasper wasn’t shy at all as he stroked his hard cock, while Lucian was still half covered with the blanket.
“Oh God! Yes!” She wrapped her limbs around me, pumping her hips in rhythm with mine. Her pussy clenched me tighter and tighter with her slick drenching us both. She cried out against my mouth, heaving with each breath. My knot swelled, shortening my thrusts. “Claim me. Mark me as yours!”
I growled and didn’t even think twice. Twisting her head to the side, I kissed and licked down her neck to her left breast, just above her heart. I’d make sure to always be in there, just as she forever was in my heart.
When I bit her, I didn’t hold back. My teeth pierced through her soft flesh and the coppery taste of blood mingled with the cinnamon. Mariska screamed and bucked under me. I kept fucking, pushing her orgasm as far as it could go and then beyond.
My knot thickened, bigger than it had ever been before, and I could barely thrust. It was enough to push me over the edge. I threw back my head and bellowed as I emptied my load into her. “Mine! Mine forever!”
Panting, I rolled us so that she was on top of me, and I wouldn’t squish her as I collapsed. I licked at the mark I’d made, stopping the little trickles of blood.
My mark. My Omega.
A purr rumbled in my chest. My heart had never been so full.
“You’re so beautiful perched on my dick and full of my cum.” I gathered her hair in my hands and brushed it back from her flushed face. “I love you so much.”
“I love you too,” she replied in that sexy breathy voice of hers.
Jasper rose to kneel and moved to kiss our Omega’s swollen lips. “What a good morning show, but don’t think you’re done yet, sweetheart.”
Mariska sat up, straddling me. Her pussy still twitched around my knot, and I groaned. She pulled Jasper to her and kissed him deeper. “I want you to claim me now.” She twisted her head and held out her opposite hand to Lucian. “And you too. I want all your marks on me.”
Lucian crawled over slick as a snow leopard and growled as he took his turn kissing Mariska. I’d never seen my quiet packmate so feral as he was when he was with our Omega.
“Anything you want.” Lucian bit at her lower lip, tugging it outward.
I rubbed her thighs as she traded feverish kisses with each of the guys. Their hands were all over her, groping her perky tits and tight ass. A new gush of hot slick pooled around my knot, and I sucked back a breath as she squeezed me.
“You’re so fucking hot, baby.” I gave my hips a little pump upwards and grinned as she moaned.
She took Jasper’s dick into her left hand and Lucian’s in her right. The muscles in her arms flexed as she stroked them and rubbed her pussy against my knot. The sounds of her wetness and her sexy noises mingled with the guys’ grunts and groans was like an erotic symphony.
“That’s right. Jerk me like that.” Jasper spanked her rear and cupped her chin as he kissed her.
Lucian kissed down her neck and over her shoulder as he slid a hand down her abdomen to work her swollen clit. She cried out, and he doubled down with his ministrations. “You like that, sexy, don’t you? Come for us. I want to hear you scream again.”
“Yes, oh God! I’m so close!” Mariska pumped them faster and ground harder against my knot and Lucian’s fingers. Her eyes fluttered and her mouth was a perfect little ‘o.’ Her cunt tightened even more so around me and then she let loose with a warbling screech.
Lucian was the first to dive in and dig his teeth into her neck. He grunted as he came, spilling over her hand and dripping onto the bed.
Jasper latched on to the other side of her neck. He held her back the back of her head, keeping her hair out of their way. His orgasmic cry was muffled but no less explosive.
My mark and my packmates’ marks. Mariska was ours in every way.
I knew from the moment I saw her that she was meant for us. This was the best Christmas ever, and it would only get even better from here.
With me still caressing her legs and hips, she melted on top of me and laid with her head on my chest. She stayed there for nearly half an hour as we enjoyed the closeness of our pack, and once my knot was small enough to slip free from her, she slid to one side.
My stomach growled and we all chuckled. “I think we need to get breakfast started so we can open some presents.”
“You’re really going to love what I got you, sweetheart.” Jasper grinned and kissed the mark he’d made on her.
“Practically everything under the tree is for you.” Lucian sat up and stretched.
“For me?” Mariska blushed and scooted to sit against the massive pile of pillows she’d collected from around the house. “I feel bad that I haven’t had time to go shopping for you guys.”
“Don’t.” I shifted to kiss her. “You’ve already given us the best gift ever.”
“But,” she giggled and crawled over Jasper to fetch her phone from the bedside table. Her cute ass presented itself, and I couldn’t help but give it a squeeze. “I did do something for you all. Get your phones. I have to send them to you.”
Lucian got up and retrieved all of our phones, handing them to each of us. “What’s going on?”
“You’ll see.” Her amber eyes glimmered with mischief. She hid her screen from us and nodded to Jasper. “You first. I’m sending it to you now.”
Jasper raised a brow as he waited and then his eyes practically popped out of his head. “Holy fuck. I’m blowing this up and putting it up on the living room wall! Damn, Mariska. You are the hottest thing to ever grace this earth.”
She flushed a deep red and leaned over to kiss him. “I love you.”
“I love you too.” Jasper hummed with the most satisfied look on his face.
“Show us.” I grunted and held out my hand.
Jasper turned his phone around to show us a picture Mariska took of herself. She was on the hood of his Mustang in the barn wearing only red panties, a bra, and her heels. Like a real life pin-up girl.
“Fuck.” I whistled. “We are definitely putting that up in the living room.”
“No!” Mariska laughed even as she protested. “Lucian, you’re next.”
Lucian eagerly waited as she sent him another image. His eyes went dark with appreciation. “The goddess of the forest. Beautiful.”
He flipped his phone around to show us Mariska in her red lingerie crouched down with her legs spread among the small firs we had stored in the barn to plant in the spring.
She was caressing the soft needles of the one tree positioned between her legs, and a small stuffed bat—which had come from the kids’ room—sat at the top of one of the other trees.
They embraced and murmured that they loved each other.
My heart thundered. I could barely wait for my own.
Mariska turned to me and smirked, tapping her screen a few times. “Merry Christmas.”
Those ten seconds felt like the longest in my life as I waited for the image to load on my phone. When it finally blinked as it appeared, I made a sound in my throat that was a growl and a wanton groan.
Mariska wore the Mrs. Claus dress with no tights or anything under it, and she was bending to put an ornament on the Christmas tree downstairs. The curve of her bare ass was visible as she winked at the camera.
“Fucking hell. All of these pictures are going to be blown up and put on the wall!” I gathered my real Mrs. Claus to me and kissed her. “Thank you so much, baby. When did you find the time to do this?”
“Well, remember last night when I said I needed to take a long hot shower and rest my body?” She looked at each of us.
“Yeah, that was a really long shower.” Jasper nodded.
“Well, I left it running and snuck out through the back door while you were all raiding the kitchen.”
I exchanged a surprised look with my packmates and then we all grinned. I hadn’t noticed she left, and clearly they hadn’t either.
“Sneaky girl,” Lucian teasingly chastised her and hugged her again. Jasper leapt into the hug, and so did I.
Mariska beamed, her eyes shimmering with tears. “I’ve never been so happy as I am right now.”
“Every day from here on out will be just as happy.” I vowed, and I damn well was going to do everything in my power to make that happen. My stomach gurgled its demand for food again.
Jasper patted my shoulder. “Let’s go make breakfast, man. Afterwards we can open presents and then maybe take more sexy pictures of this gorgeous Omega.”
“We’re going to see Eloise and Lyla too, and then everyone’s coming over for a big dinner. So maybe the photo shoot will have to wait until tonight.” Lucian reminded us.
“No photo shoot. I just want to see all the people I love and then cuddle with my pack.” Mariska hugged us again. “I love you all so much. Thank you for making this Christmas the best one ever.”
Lucian and Jasper said they loved her in unison and stole more kisses.
I gave her a lingering kiss and rubbed my nose to hers. “I love you, baby.” And then pulled us all together once more. My heart felt so big like it might burst out of my chest. “Merry Christmas.”
My pack. My Omega. The perfect life.