13. Bailey-Rose
Five pairs of eyes were a heavy weight to bear as my Alphas watched me stretch out on the raft, tossing an arm over my eyes.
Another growl from my stomach reminded me I truly was hungry.
I knew if I ignored it and didn’t get the chance to eat before the tension building between us broke, there was a high chance I’d pass out again.
The last time that happened, poor Vili was left in so much pain as he pulled out of me before his knot shrunk.
I’d seen how awful that had been for him, and I wasn’t looking to repeat that experience.
Climbing up here had been the only option to control the urges coursing through me.
One thing I hadn’t considered about them being naked and swimming was how clear the water was.
There was nothing to keep how turned-on they were from sight.
Even Yun-Sun had an obvious tent in his swim shorts, and I knew how good that cock felt.
The raft dipped and shifted as one of my guys climbed up to join me.
Water droplets landed on my skin, telling me that whoever it was hovered over me.
In the next second, a gust of wind hit just right, and I was lost in the scent of sweet milk chocolate and bright notes of orange, creating the perfect balance.
Smiling, I kept silent, curious to see what my first love was going to do now that he’d joined me.
“I see you smirking like the Cheshire Cat, Rosie,” Lysse whispered in my ear. “Could it be that you know exactly what you’re doing to us? Has my sweet little Rosie turned into a sultry tease?”
Unable to keep from looking into his blue eyes that matched the water around us, I lowered my arm. “I don’t know what you mean. I’m just here relaxing and soaking up the sun.”
“So tease it is,” Lysse determined with a laugh. “Well, two can play that game.”
Reaching up, he tugged on the strings tying the top of my bikini until they released.
My breath started to pick up as I felt my newly repaired heart thundering in my ears.
Since I was lying on the back strings, Lysse decided to just tug what remained down around my waist. Taking a fist full of my wet hair, he pulled, tipping my head back to stare up at the cloudless blue sky.
The first touch of his lips over my scar had me sucking in a sharp breath.
“Lysse…” I whispered.
All the guys had made it incredibly clear to me that in no way did they see this mark as ugly or something to be ashamed of.
However, it was hard for me to look at it, knowing how long it took for the reddish-purple color of a healing scar to dissipate.
With my fair skin, it stood out, drawing people’s attention and causing them to quickly look away, feeling guilty for looking.
What I hated most about the scar wasn’t how it looked but the fact it sometimes felt like a brand.
To the average person who saw it, I was marked as imperfect, and that infuriated me to the point of tears some days.
“Shh, Rosie,” Lysse whispered, a hand gliding down my side to settle on my hip. “Let me worship this body of yours as it deserves. It’s been through hell, fought many battles, and has brought you out the other side stronger than ever.”
Tears leaked out of my eyes at his words and the feel of his lips brushing my skin.
“This scar…” he said, pausing to press open-mouthed kisses down my sternum, “… is a badge of honor, a mark of strength, and proof the woman I love will be able to share a long life with me.”
I tried to reach up to touch him, but he caught my hands and pinned them to the raft. “No, there is only so much control I have. Right now, I just want to taste every inch of you until the food gets here.”
Which was exactly what he did. When he reached the end of the scar, he worked his way back up until he reached my chin.
He saw I’d been crying and licked the salty trail before kissing me so deeply it seemed we shared oxygen.
Releasing my lips, he moved down, nuzzling the side of my neck and letting his teeth scrape along certain parts, pulling a moan from me.
The real tease, however, was feeling the tip of his cock as it brushed along my stomach.
As he worked his way down, so did his dick, making me shiver as it grazed the top of my mound.
What I craved was so close yet still too far away, but if I tilted my hips, the tip would catch at the top just above my clit, making me cry out.
“Tell me, Rosie, do you still enjoy being a tease?” Lysse asked as he cupped my pussy.
“God, you’re fucking drenched down here, ready and waiting for your Alpha to fuck you until his knot swells and locks you to him like the good little Omega you are.
Do you want me to fill you with my cum as I place my mark on your body? ”
A whine erupted from me as my body all but short-circuited at the lack of orgasm with all this stimulation.
“Please…” I gasped, thrashing from side to side, desperate for any kind of friction.
“I want it all, Lysse. I want to be fucked hard. To feel like you’re going to split me in half as you hold me together.
I need you to flood me with your cum, trapping it in me with your knot until I’m marked inside and out as yours forever. ”
Something between a snarl and a growl rumbled out of Ulysses as his mouth latched onto my nipple. I arched, feeling his teeth bite down but stopped just before they would break the skin. Then the next second, he was gone, leaving me a needy, shivering mess.
“Kitten,” Vili cooed, brushing a hand over my hair. “Come back to me just for a moment.”
Lifting me so I was sitting, he slid in behind me and lifted something to my lips.
The second I got the taste of peanut butter and banana, I started to guzzle down the cool, refreshing smoothie.
The shock of cold hitting my stomach helped bring me back to reality.
I saw Yun and Gareth escorting an irate Ulysses back into the bungalow.
“This is packed full of protein,” Vili murmured as I took over, grasping the glass bottle. “Slow down, kitten. I have another if you need,” he shared, pointing to the pink-colored glass bottle.
It tasted so good and was exactly what I needed. I’d been just as thirsty as much as hungry. Finishing off the bottle, I sighed, leaning back against Vili. “Thank you. If you hadn’t stopped him, this would have ended much like our time together.”
Vili hugged me tightly, kissing my temple.
“This why we have pack. It takes us all to look after each other. As for that moment between us, not matter how it end, I treasure the feeling of being with you.” Picking up the second smoothie, he opened it and offered it to me.
“Now we prepare so we can make many more memories together and have no fear.”
Chuckling, I took the drink and sipped it a little more slowly. This one was a blend of tropical fruit that was an explosion of exotic flavors in my mouth. “Yes, this time everything will be different, and I get to explore all the things I never had a chance to discover.”
“Yes, kitten, there are many things we want to teach you,” Vili murmured as he started to purr and let his hands cup my breasts. “Many things to try.”
Shivering, I arched into his touch as he flicked my nipples, working them into peaks begging to be given attention. “I think I’ve had enough to eat,” I decided, unable to keep my other pressing needs at bay.
“Is that so,” Vili commented as he pulled my hips back so I could feel his hard dick pressing against my ass. “Then you won’t mind if I pull these.”
I wasn’t sure what he was talking about at first until what was left of my bikini top fell off, and my bottoms were held on by my legs clenched together.
“This makes things easier… nothing should keep you from us,” he reasoned before standing and pulling me to my feet, shedding the last of my swimsuit.
“So perfect you are, my kitten. Now be good girl and swim to your waiting Alphas,” Vili instructed with a sharp swat on my ass, urging me into action.
Diving into the water, I swam as quickly as I could, knowing what awaited me once I stepped back in the bungalow.
No longer would I be the rejected Omega, forced into life alone and unwanted.
Within the walls of this tropical nest were the people I was meant to share my life with, to plan for forever, and trust with the pieces of my beautifully broken heart.
Emerging from the water, I climbed the steps, head held high, shoulders back, fully embracing the power of owning my sexuality.
Hell, I was an Omega, a being genetically wired to have a high sex drive to match that of their Alphas, who were created to fit with me perfectly.
Today was when everything changed, and the six of us became a true family connected in the most intimate act of bonding.
With each mark given and received, a window to the soul would be created, allowing the partners to feel what they feel with no words needed.
Once a bond is created, there were no more secrets between an Alpha and their Omega.
Entering the bedroom side of the bungalow, I locked eyes with Ulysses first, drawn to the primal scent pouring off him.
Much like the effects of an Omega’s perfume, the musk an Alpha in rut created was like crack.
One moment he was across the room, then the next, he was right in front of me, scooping me up in his arms. I wrapped my arms around his neck, curling my fingers in his hair as he devoured my mouth.
Two fingers thrust into my aching pussy from behind, causing me to moan in delight.
Finally, I was going to be filled, giving my pussy something to cling to.
All too soon, those fingers were removed as my back connected with a wall, making me squeak in surprise.