47. Rian
Rian
A lejandro rolled me onto my back, and I almost came the moment his hand landed on my cock. I tried to focus, to pinpoint every moment. His hands running down my chest, his mouth claiming mine in a searing kiss, the taste of Ember on his mouth.
Ember’s pleasure was like swallowing a burning star, and her desire spiked again, making me harder than I’d ever been. I arched up, sending my hips crashing into Alejandro’s. He rubbed his cock against my stomach, scenting me.
I whimpered, my hips working without my permission, and I made begging little noises. West had already fucked me, made me come twice, but it wasn’t enough. I needed so many more orgasms.
Alejandro notched his cock at my ass, and I moaned. He rubbed lube between us, massaging his hands into my skin until I was writhing. Ember and Ben’s fierce joy and desire only made me greedy for more. Alejandro leaned over me, the heavy tropical scent making me insane.
“I’m yours. Fuck me however you want. Use me,” I said, trying to take him inside me.
Alejandro’s scent spiked and he nipped my throat. “Yes, you are, good omega.” He gave a throaty purr and pushed inside me.
It was exquisite, and I whimpered, arching up to meet him.
He took me slow and steady, making me feel him all the way to my pores.
It was an endless feedback loop, Ember’s ecstasy pouring into me.
I held on to Alejandro’s hips as he moved inside me.
I whined, and he stroked my cock with his free hand and nibbled down my throat.
Groaning, I tilted my chin up, begging him to make me his.
Connect us as pack forever. His tropical citrus was everywhere, and he pushed in until his knot pressed against me.
I whined, and my alpha bit down, just above my collarbone.
I came immediately, thrashing my hips. He pushed into me, harder this time, stroking my aching cock with his hand until I came again, and he knotted me.
I let out a gusty sigh as Alejandro licked my neck. “I love you,” he whispered, and I felt it all. His love and affection and desire. Instead of worrying that Ben would feel slighted, would feel lesser, I felt satisfied. Ben was amused in our bond, almost like he was saying, “Well, duh.”
They loved me. The entire pack. Alejandro scooted us over to West, and we cuddled together.
My pack. Ember grinned at me over West’s shoulder. She was so pleased, relaxed, and relieved. I blew her a kiss and snuggled against Alejandro.
I patted West’s shoulder. “I love you.”
He gave me a sleepy smile. “I love you too. Especially when you’re all high on hormones.” He seemed smug, but I’d felt his frantic energy when he fucked me and then Ember. He wasn’t ready yet, but that was okay. He could take his time. Bonded now or ten years later, he was still my pack.
“Not that I really care,” I said, feeling heavy with sleep. “But whose last name are we taking?”
Ember let out an amused gasp. “Oh, damn.”
West shrugged, his eyes half-closed. “I don’t care. Keep Sullivan or take O’Shea.”
I thought about changing my name, and I didn’t hate it. Besides, if Ember changed to O’Shea, then West would be left out.
I reached over and touched Ben’s shoulder. “I think we should take your last name, Ember and West.”
“Yes,” Ben said, understanding lighting up in our bond. “I love that idea.”
“You’re sure?” Ember looked between me and Ben. “I don’t mind changing my name.”
“It’s fine if you want to,” West said.
Ember cocked her head at him and gave him a manic grin. “Let them join our crazy family.”
“I have no pony in this race,” Alejandro said sleepily.
I laughed, giving him a shove. “Good, then. I’ll be Rian Sullivan.”
A thrill went through me at the idea of changing my name to match Ember and West, the same joy I felt coming from Ember, Alejandro, and Ben. Judging from West’s pleased smile, I made the right choice.
I fell asleep curled around my pack, a snippet of a song playing over and over in my head. Instead of trying to snatch it out of the air like a fish in the water, I just let it be. It was fine if it would never be a song.
Music was part of my life; my pack had shown me that. Some things just took time.