Chapter Fifty-Two
Rhea
I lift my chin. Bare my throat.
Which is kind of a big deal, considering two weeks ago I couldn’t even look at an alpha without wanting to pepper spray them. Lucian’s fingers brush the side of my neck, lingering like he’s checking my pulse. My entire body stills, and not in a peaceful, serene way - more like a full-system lockdown because what is happening.
The moonlight holds its breath, and so do I.
Lucian moves impossibly closer; each step deliberate and intense, like a slow-moving avalanche in a button-down. His hands find the hem of the shirt I’m wearing - his shirt, of course - and lifts it, inch by slow, emotionally devastating inch.
And yes, I do flinch when it clears my chest, because, oh look, I'm naked now. In front of four men. All of whom have literally ruined me in different positions this week.
I swallow hard. They don’t blink.
Ash is the first to growl, a deep rumble that vibrates my spleen. He yanks his own shirt off like it insulted him and stomps toward me like he’s trying to win a custody battle over my body.
He kisses me, hard, and I melt against him.
It’s ridiculous: I’m half-formed dough in his hands.
Then Theo moves in on my other side. Sweet, thoughtful Theo, peeling off his t-shirt like he’s worried it might wrinkle. He tilts my chin with the gentleness of a man who’s read a lot of love poems and probably recited one aloud in the mirror. Then he kisses me, too - and it’s soft, then hot, then suddenly my knees don’t work. Again.
My brain is trying to compute the emotional whiplash of being loved this thoroughly, but it’s currently buffering.
Kai laughs behind me - of course he does.
“Greedy little thing,” he croons, stripping off his hoodie and pants like we’re late for something. His bare chest presses to my back, and his hands - those large, rough hands - slide up to cup my breasts like he’s sculpting them himself.
"You’re already dripping for us, Bambi," he murmurs against the shell of my ear, kissing just below it. "And we haven't even started yet."
My whimper is embarrassing. I am a puddle of hormones and questionable decisions and absolutely no regrets.
Ash bites down on my jaw like he’s stamping a claim. Theo is already kissing down my throat like he wants to live there. Kai’s hands are still doing unspeakably excellent things to my body.
And Lucian?
Lucian hasn’t moved.
He’s still fully clothed. Still watching. Like a lion letting the cubs eat first.
But when he undoes the buttons of his shirt with the kind of surgical precision that should not be this hot, I swear the temperature of the room spikes five degrees.
One button.
Then another.
And another.
Each one an act of violence against my willpower.
He lets the shirt fall open, and wow , okay, he is built like a statue designed specifically to ruin lives.
He cups my jaw, tilts my face up, and says, “ Mine .”
Then he kisses me, and I don’t even pretend to be cool about it.
I practically black out.
Kai catches me from behind, laughing like a man who’s seen this movie before.
“ Shit, ” he mutters, voice smug. “Moody bastard kisses like a bomb going off, huh, Bambi?”
Theo sighs fondly. “Of course he does.”
Lucian lifts me like I weigh nothing - which is rude, because I absolutely had a whole-ass breakfast. He cradles me in his arms like I’m a prize or an offering, and turns me to face the others.
"Look at her," he says, voice guttural. "Look at what’s ours ."
My stomach flips. I am both the main character and the emotional support animal in this scenario.
Their eyes eat me alive. Their hands reach for me, reverent and filthy in equal measure. Theo brushes a thumb over my lip, and I suck it into my mouth without thinking.
He moans like I cured his chronic anxiety.
Ash palms my breast with a kind of reverence that makes me blush and arch at the same time while Kai stays behind me, kissing down my spine like he’s drawing a roadmap.
“You’re gonna smell like us for days,” Kai purrs. “Every inch of you marked. Every hole stretched. Every sweet little sound wrung out ‘til you don’t even remember your own name.”
“She’ll remember one thing,” Ash growls, voice like a threat wrapped in a promise, “She’ll remember she belongs to us.”
Lucian's hand fists gently in my hair, tilting my head back to look at him.
“That's right, Omega. You’ll take us all,” he says, voice breaking over the promise. “You’ll carry all of us inside you before this night is done.”
Honestly, it's a lot for a girl who only just remembered her email password.
"Yes, Alpha," I breathe, already wrecked from nothing but their touch as Lucian sets me down again.
I mean, come on. I used to think orgasms were rare and mysterious - now I’m apparently one growl away from melting into the floor.
Theo moves first - of course he does, Mr. Emotional Stability. He drops to his knees in front of me like I’m the Holy Grail and he’s ready to repent. His hands are warm on my thighs, parting me with care, and I swear I hear choirs somewhere in the distance.
Then Kai kneels behind me. I don’t even see him come down. I just feel the heat of him - the way his palms skim up the backs of my legs, rough and greedy. He grips my ass and spreads me open with both hands, his breath crashing against my soaked skin.
“Well, fuck me,” he mutters with an exaggerated exhale. “I take back everything I said. This is better than breakfast. Better than brunch , and I love brunch.”
“I can’t,” I gasp. “I can’t even stand -”
“You don’t have to,” Theo murmurs, voice reverent. “We’ve got you.”
They’re holding me up now - one alpha from the front, one from behind - both of them about to feast.
My brain is long gone. No thoughts - just slick and teeth and one very loud voice in my head yelling YES, GOOD, MORE.
“Don’t stop,” I pant. “Please - just don’t stop. ”
Theo kisses my inner thigh like he’s trying to bless it. Then his tongue flicks out and I nearly transcend.
Behind me, Kai lets out a sound that is criminally inappropriate for someone near my ass.
“Ohhh, that’s sweet,” he says. “That’s a two-course meal, baby. And I’m starving .”
I laugh, then sob as his tongue drags a thick, wet line from my pussy to my ass and stays there. Circling. Teasing.
Getting way too familiar with geography that should require a passport.
His tongue circles and presses hot and firm over my ass while Theo’s mouth closes over my clit and sucks . I’m clawing for purchase - Kai’s hair, Theo’s shoulders, maybe the meaning of life - and I can’t get enough.
I want this. All of it.
All of them.
“Fuuuck,” I cry out, hips jerking forward. “Yes - yes, like that, don’t stop -”
The pressure builds in my belly, a tightening spiral of slick, heat, stretch, need . I pant, shameless and raw as I embrace the wet heat of two mouths devouring me at once.
Theo hums like I’m made of honey, mouth sealing around my clit again while Kai’s tongue dives lower.
“You taste so fucking good,” Kai mutters. “Seriously. You ever bottle this, I’m quitting my job.”His mouth is everywhere - claiming, devouring - and I arch further against him. He kisses me like he’s staking territory, his tongue swooping down over my pussy, my ass, then back again.
And when he moves between my thighs, his tongue brushes so close to Theo’s I nearly come just from that.
It’s So . Fucking . Hot .
Ash chooses that moment to step in - because of course the silent one shows up when I’m trying not to scream - and his hands cup my breasts like he’s trying to memorize their exact weight.
“She’s shaking,” he growls; which, thanks Sherlock, yes, I am. I’ve had fewer meltdowns during tax season. “Hold her still.”
Lucian is behind me now; one hand at my throat, the other around my waist. He doesn’t say anything, he just holds. Anchoring me. Steadying me.
But then his mouth finds mine.
It’s slow.
It’s dark.
It’s like being devoured by gravity itself.
I moan into him, wild and wanting.
“They’re gonna make me come - fuck, Lucian, I can’t -”
“Yes, you can,” he breathes against my lips. “Take it. You’re made for this.”
Kai’s mouth finds my ass again, his tongue hot and filthy, and then - stretch - his fingers slide inside me.
“You like that?” I manage between whimpers. “You like it when I’m dripping all over you?”
Kai groans. “Like? I could retire on this.”
Ash’s mouth clamps over my nipple, and I nearly black out from overstimulation. I am one sensory input away from becoming a spiritual experience.
“Think we can make her break faster, golden boy?” Kai drawls, voice muffled against my skin. “Bet if we both get inside her, she’ll be dripping down her thighs in seconds.”
Theo’s mouth pauses just long enough for him to gasp against my clit as Kai chuckles darkly.
“Come on. Put your fingers inside her, Theo. Let’s stretch our girl properly - together. ”
A second later, Theo’s fingers - broad and trembling - join Kai’s, sliding into my soaked pussy.
Okay. Now I’m levitating.
The stretch is so sudden, so obscene; slick and heat and fullness making my body seize. Their fingers move together as they begin to fuck me in tandem, and I arch between them, desperate for release.
“You feel that, Omega?” Kai growls. “That’s your pack inside you.”
And yeah. I feel it.
Every finger. Every breath.
Every bond pulling tight and golden beneath my skin.
And for once, I don’t feel overwhelmed. I feel chosen.
I feel whole.
I meet Lucian’s eyes through the haze - his pupils blown wide, his jaw clenched tight.
“She’s close,” Theo says, voice hoarse with awe. “She’s so close. ”
Ash’s mouth is rougher now, working over my neck, his hands pinching, kneading my breasts like he wants to feel me come from the inside out.
“We’re here to serve you, Omega,” Kai purrs.
I look down, and fuck - the sight nearly tips me over the edge.
Theo’s kneeling between my thighs, his face flushed, his lips wet from my slick, his fingers buried up to the knuckle inside me. His eyes are glazed with devotion and hunger.
Kai’s crouched lower behind him, one hand braced on my thigh, the other working slick fingers into me alongside Theo’s, his tongue teasing mercilessly over my rim.
The stretch. The wet heat. The sheer filth of it -
Ash looks down, too, then groans against my breast, nipping at the peak.
Lucian’s hand slides from round the back of my neck to wrap around my throat, putting just enough pressure to make me feel the command in it.
“You want to come like this, Omega? Held open and filled?”
I manage a breathless nod. “Yes. God, yes, I want to come for you - all of you -”
“She’s gonna come alright,” Kai laughs, ragged and proud. “Fucking knew it. Good girl. Come on, Bambi. Give it to us.”
“Please, Omega," Theo begs. "Let go. We’ve got you.”
Ash’s hands tighten on my breasts, his mouth rough and reverent against my throat now.
Lucian’s grip on my throat tightens. “ Now ,” he growls. “Come for your pack.”
Theo’s fingers curl inside me, finding that spot that makes the world snap white, and Kai's thumb sweeps up to brush over my clit - once, wicked and sure - and I break.
My body arches. My knees give. My scream is strangled against Lucian’s lips as I come hard - slick gushing, thighs locking, my whole body convulsing as two Alphas eat through it like they’ll never get another chance.
“Yes,” I cry out. “Yes, fuck , I’m yours - I’m yours - ”
Theo drinks down every drop as Kai moans behind me, tongue still buried where I’m clenching hard, like even my ass is trying to keep him.
Ash holds me together, pressing soft kisses over my shoulder as I tremble. Lucian - steady and solid - lowers his forehead to mine, and the bond thrums between us, bright and golden, like it’s singing with satisfaction.
“That’s it,” he breathes. “Let them feel it. Let them see what’s ours.”
And I do.
Every twitch. Every sound. Every wave of pleasure crashing through me.
I exhale a shaky laugh, lips still trembling.
“Next time,” I pant, breathless, sated, “I want two of you in my mouth.”
Kai growls. Theo groans. Lucian chuckles darkly against my ear as Ash just murmurs a deep “ fuck yes ,” against my skin.
The tremors haven’t even stopped when Lucian’s hands shift - one at my back, the other under my knees - and he lifts me like I weigh nothing.
“Where to?” Kai pants.
Lucian glances down at me. “Couch.”
“The big one,” Ash mutters, voice gritty. “She’s not gonna be able to stand after this.”
I’m boneless in Lucian’s arms, my skin slick with sweat and slick and saliva, every nerve burning. He lays me down on the large velvet couch near the center of the Solarium - lush, wide enough to fit all of us.
The cushions sink beneath me, the cool fabric dragging across my burning skin.
Ash drops to his knees beside it instantly. “She’s still shaking.”
“Good,” Kai grins, wiping his mouth on the back of his hand as he kneels at my head, leaning down to brush my temple with his lips. “Means we’re doing it right.”
Theo drops between my legs once more.
“Back for more?” I whisper, breathless and slightly dizzy.
He doesn’t answer with words. Just kisses the inside of my thigh and looks up at me, eyes blown wide with reverence and heat.
Lucian stays standing for a moment. Watching. Claiming me with his eyes before he starts stripping - unhurried, deliberate, shedding every layer like he’s preparing for a war he’s already won.
Ash leans in close, his mouth hot at my ear. “You ready to be filled, Omega?”
“Yes,” I breathe.
He slides his hand down my stomach. “By all of us?”
My hips roll in response, instinct taking over.
Kai strokes a hand through my hair. “How do you want us, Bambi? You want golden boy in your cunt again while I fuck your mouth?”
Theo flushes, but his cock twitches where it hangs between his thighs.
I pant. “I want all of you.”
“Then you’ll have us,” Lucian declares. “ All of us . At once.”
They start moving - like a pack.
Theo’s mouth returns to my neck as he shifts between my legs again, lining up with my slick entrance. I can feel how hard he is, how reverent.
Ash takes one of my hands, lifts it to his cock, guides my fingers around him.
Kai straddles the armrest above my head, gripping his shaft, letting it hover just above my lips.
Lucian - naked now, glorious and untouchable - kneels behind Theo, cock in hand, gaze locked on mine like he can see straight through to my soul.
“I’ll go last,” he says. “I want her so full of us she doesn’t know where one Alpha ends and the next begins.”
Kai moans. “You’re such a poet when you’re horny.”
“Shut up and fuck her mouth,” Lucian barks in command.
“Gladly, Alpha .”
Kai shifts closer. His cock brushes my lips.
“Open up, Bambi,” he murmurs, playful and dark. “Let me see how much you want your pack.”
I part my lips.
And they give me everything .
Kai slides the tip across my tongue first - slow, filthy, and teasing - and I whimper for it, already needing more.
“Good fucking girl,” he growls, his fingers threading through my hair, guiding me as I suck him in. “You gonna take all of us like this? Gonna let us fuck you open until you can’t remember anything but our names?”
I love how he talks to me like that - like I’m something sacred and obscene all at once.
My answer is a desperate, eager moan around his cock as I take him deeper, hollowing my cheeks, letting my lips stretch wide around the weight of him.
And then - oh god - Theo sinks into me at the same time, thick and hot and perfect , stretching me all over again. My back arches with a gasp, the pleasure so sharp it blurs my vision.
“Yes,” I cry out, pulling off Kai with a wet gasp, “ fuck , yes - more - don’t stop, Theo, please. ”
Theo sighs as he sinks in deep. “ Fuck. Still so perfect. God, Rhea, you were made for this.”
I shudder at his praise, at the way they both touch me like I’m something precious they’re starving for.
Ash moves in closer, one knee propped beside my ribs, fingers still laced through mine. The way he looks at me - like I’m divine - is almost enough to make me come.
“You’re already soaked,” he mutters, rubbing my slick across his cock before guiding it to my free hand. “Can you stroke both of us at once?”
I don’t even hesitate. “Yes. Yes, I can.”
I grip Kai at the base as I take him back into my mouth, and stroke Ash in messy, slick pulls with the other hand. My throat’s full, my pussy tighter than I can handle, my palm sliding over heated skin - every nerve in my body lit up.
Lucian kneels behind Theo, calm and commanding, one palm wrapped around his own cock as he watches us.
“I want to see her break ,” he says, voice like a growl beneath the skin. “Want her filled and stretched and wrecked. Not just from cock, but from knowing she’s ours .”
My whole body pulses in response to his words, another gush of slick flooding out around Theo’s cock as I hum in pleasure around Kai’s.
God, I want to be ruined. I want to be theirs. I want to feel it, every inch, every second.
Kai’s grip in my hair tightens as he groans. “Holy shit - she’s fucking perfect .”
Ash’s jaw clenches, his hips rolling into my hand. “Look at her. Look how she wants it.”
I do. I want all of it.
The stretch. The mess. The worship.
They move together now, messy but coordinated, my body the center of it all.
Kai fucks my mouth in deep, controlled thrusts as my throat tightens around him. Theo pounds into my cunt, hitting that perfect angle over and over again. Ash’s cock slips through my fingers, leaking against my palm, and I pump him harder, more urgently, needing to give them everything they’re giving me.
Lucian watches. Directs. Owns me with his eyes.
I gag slightly around Kai, tears pricking the corners of my eyes, and he eases back with a groan, rubbing his thumb gently over my lip.
“Still with us, Omega?” he murmurs. “Still want more?”
I pull off him just long enough to answer. “ Yes ,” I gasp. “Give me more . Fuck , I want all of you - don’t stop - please, don’t stop. ”
Theo’s thrusts get rougher, desperate now, his voice breaking as he fucks me harder.
“I’m not gonna last - fuck, she’s so tight - ”
“Neither am I," Ash pants. "I feel it through the bond - she’s close. She wants it. All of it.”
“Let her,” Lucian growls. “Let her come. Let her take every fucking drop.”
My orgasm hits like a wave crashing over fire: violent and bright and all-consuming.
I choke on a scream around Kai’s cock as I fall apart, my body convulsing, my cunt clenching hard around Theo’s fingers and cock, slick flooding down my thighs as I come for them - because of them.
And they feel it.
Theo moans helplessly, slamming deeper into me, his body tensing as he comes with a guttural cry. Kai grips my hair tighter as he thrusts into my mouth once more, then pulls out just in time to spill hot across my tongue.
Ash twitches in my hand, gasping my name, his release painting my wrist as I stroke him through it. And though Lucian doesn’t touch me - not physically - the way he looks at me is more than enough.
I feel owned. Loved. Worshipped.
And I want it.
Still trembling, still gasping, I lift my eyes to him.
“Yours,” I whisper, hoarse and wrecked. “All of you - yours .”
Lucian’s mouth twitches, barely a smile. But the bond between us sings - thrumming with pleasure, pride, and something deeper. Something holy.
The kind of feeling you never come back from.
“On your knees,” Lucian says, voice like thunder.
I’m already moving.
And I’m not done.