Chapter 59
Chapter Fifty-Nine
ALEKSEI
The sheen of perspiration misting her body shimmers like gold. When my wife decided to let go, she did so with the same bullheadedness she has for living.
She’s absolutely fucking vkusnyy. I could survive on her alone. She tastes incredible, so damn delicious, but it’s the way she nourishes my spirit each time I lick or fuck or look at her that stuns me stupid.
“Maya, stop wiggling this popka.” I grunt, slapping her ass.
Her head drops forward, a deep moan echoing through her plywood nest. She crests without fight. Her orgasm distracts her and gives Kade the chance to fill her ass.
There’s no need to ask if she’s okay; her pleasure leaks from her body. Her vanilla scent is saturated by the smell of sex and her desire for more.
“Give me her mouth.”
Santiago pushes her up for me, his hands squeezing her tits as leverage while Kade tugs on the binding around her wrists.
They keep thrusting but slow it down, giving me the chance to get some fucking water down my wife’s throat.
She fights, only wanting to screw, but I need to see her eating and drinking with the same burning desire as I have to feel her cunt around my knot.
I grab her by the throat. Her eyes are glazed, her breaths coming in ribbons. She’s completely heat-addled, unaware but driven. The change of position has her hips moving faster as she uses her Alpha and her Beta, chasing the relief their cocks, knot, and come bring.
“Choking her might have been your most stupid suggestion yet. It’s set her off again,” Santiago spits quickly before he holds her still and pounds her pussy from under her.
I laugh. He’s right. But the look in her eyes as she falls apart, the way she whines my name as they fuck her together makes me think not too.
I fill my mouth with the heat-formulated drink before I pry her mouth open and squirt the liquid down her throat.
“Goddamn you, Aleksei, she fucking loves that,” Kade says, losing his rhythm as she surges, driving herself to ecstasy.
I do it again, and again, until the bottle is empty and they’re both shouting as they fill her body.
With my grip on her throat, I pull her to me, forcing Santiago to unlock his knot. She whines as the pinch of pain reignites her energy. I snatch control of the ties around her wrist and force her to scramble free of them.
Bending her over, I press her face into her nest, snarling over my shoulder. “Fuck off.”
SANTIAGO
Aleksei throws her forward and eats her out like a feral animal. She whines and whimpers. Each time she tries to for more, he pulls her arms back and sits up, not giving her a thing.
The first time he edged her like this, I punched him in the face.
Admittedly, I was still pissed he’d managed to drop a wicked uppercut on me when I moved closer when Quinn begged for us both.
When she lay back, laughing, holding Kade between her legs, smiling at me with fucking challenge in her pretty blue eyes, I knew she’d played us both.
It hasn’t happened again.
I follow Kade out of her nest; he is absolutely spent.
Quinn in her heat is a voracious, cunning vixen who takes, and takes, and takes.
She is over-the-top greedy, especially now.
The midpoint of her heat was nothing but fucking, a blur of time, marked only by how often we were inside her.
The way she cried in need, her body spasming in desperation, was harrowing, but at the same time, the way our bond somehow deepened was poignant.
Now as the peak of her heat subsides, we’re left with a brat who’s continually testing boundaries.
Kade falls into the tiny cubicle. I flick the shower on for him and get a weak thumbs-up.
The RV isn’t exactly accommodating for an Omega in heat, but it worked.
As I open the fridge, the cool air kisses over my body, and the small light inside it spotlights all the marks she’s left behind.
Not that I need the visual reminder; her touch echoes and our bond is pulsating with her life force.
From her nest, I can hear Aleksei talking to her in Russian over the slap of their bodies. The way he tends to her mirrors my devotion and Kade’s adoration. We might be the most unlikely of packmates, but fuck anyone who tries to interfere on our slice of heaven.
Putting a container of her favorite meal, I call Isabella. “You all can stop checking.”
“Not going to happen, Isabella.” I interrupt her griping about pushy Alphas. “So, you’ve got a favorite already, then?”
“What?”
“Kade. You didn’t mention him.”
“I was getting there. Trust me.” She holds the phone away, saying something to Nalla, but is back in moments, warmer this time. “We’re good here. Please stop worrying about me. Quinn…”
“Is not missing out on anything. She’s in a good place, Isabella. The first thing she’s going to ask, though, is if you and Marco are okay.”
“You can tell her she has a bossy pack and this bloody dog!” Isabella hangs up on me, but she makes sure I hear her laughing.
I quickly check for any other messages or missed calls.
There’s nothing urgent, but the Trinity Alliance app shows a few alerts.
When I open the app, the messages filter in.
Ronin must have accidentally triggered his GPS long enough for his location to track.
The filthy tirade that followed, full of threats and promises of violence, is slightly unnecessary, but it’s good to know that, if he’s in Turin, Italy, we’ve got thousands of miles between us.
I’m not in the right mindset to be introducing him to our new equity partner-slash-member of our alliance.
V:
I trust you won’t voice any issues you have regarding my wife’s proposal, which by the way, has been accepted. Prostasia is ours. We will talk about the deplorable security measures at our meeting. Ronin said you would know what hotel to book for him in Genoa.
S:
Ronin can go fuck himself.
A date for said meeting might be helpful, Valentine.
I switch the app off. Honestly, until Quinn has finished her heat and feels ready to deal, the rest of the world can burn.
I put some food out for Kade before heading back into her nest.
KADE
Ice-cold lips around my cock wake me up.
“Quinny, what the hell?”
I sit up and pull the sheet back to find the biggest blue eyes blinking innocently at me. She holds my cock in her hand and licks it like a lollipop with her frosty tongue.
“I’m sorry to say, no matter how much I want you to suck me hard, I’m pretty sure we broke my dick.”
She laughs, looking guilty as sin as she crawls up from between my legs, a large beer stein full of ice and water in one of her hands.
“Jesus, where did they get that?” I ask, accepting the ridiculous mug and shuffling over for her to climb in next to me.
“The dollar shop. Did you read the inscription?"
“No. I was distracted by you. What does it say, Quinny?”
She wiggles up into my arms, her leg hooking over side before dropping her head on my arm. “Beauty is in the eye of the beerholder.”
I groan at how cringe it is, and she cracks up. “I think I want to start collecting them.”
“No, please. We already have Aleksei, that’s bad enough.”
“Don’t talk shit about me,” he growls, stepping over the top of us.
“Aleksei!” I cover my eyes, not needing to see any more of his junk. I hide in the crook of Quinny’s neck, kissing our claim until he drags her from me.
Santiago flicks the lights off, then gets into bed next to me.
“Let me up,” Quinny demands. Both Aleksei and I lift our hold on her immediately.
She sits up, billowing more of her scent into the space. The vanilla perfume that is uniquely Quinny is saturated and changed by her pack, but it’s still my favorite smell in the universe.
She stretches over and shuffles her blankets and her hoard of stolen things from us.
Once she’s happy with how her nest hides us away from the world, she lies back down and grabs one of my hands, linking our fingers together before reaching over me for one of Santiago’s.
She holds our hands up near her face, and Aleksei is already tucked behind her, his nose buried against her shoulder.
“You’re so goddamn incredible, Quinny.” I lean over and kiss the freckles dusting her nose until she surrenders completely and passes out.