Chapter 37
Chapter Thirty-Seven
Christmas morning brings another layer of snow and an unexpected email from Doctor Koch’s office. Our bloodwork came back, and to everyone’s delight, both of our bonds appear to be stabilizing.
The damage leaving Skye eight years ago is finally being reversed. For her and for me.
It’s weird to not feel the weight of failure crushing me. Guilt still plagues me, knowing that most of this is my fault, but it’s easier to face because, for the first time in nearly a decade, I don’t feel like I’m facing it alone. I have my mates. Our pack. A family.
Chatter flows through the dining room as we pass dishes around the table, enjoying the feast Sterling and his mom spent the day whipping up. Watching the two of them together made me miss my parents, so I snuck away to video call them.
Mom had spent a solid twenty minutes telling me about the museum tickets Cora bought her to use during their visit next month. I’m happy they’re coming, but I don’t know how I’m going to survive her learning more pre-designation pop culture quotes.
“Today’s been amazing,” Skye whispers, leaning her head against my shoulder while she tears apart a dinner roll. “I’m so glad you’re here.”
“Me too, bunny.”
I don’t have to explain how much I appreciate being with her when she can sense it in my heart. She sends every ounce of her love back, filling my chest with bubbly warmth. Rubbing my sternum, I stare down at my plate.
This is what I needed all along.
She is what I needed. The Omega of my dreams led me to the pack future I’ve always dreamed of. And I couldn’t be more grateful that Fate finally showed us the hidden connection we share.
Bellamy’s palm cracks against my ass as I’m washing dishes. I glare over my shoulder; it’s half-hearted, but that stung.
“Ready for the best part of the day?”
Lifting one brow, I wait for him to explain. We already swapped gifts, played games, and ate delicious food. What else could they have planned?
“He means sex,” Onyx grunts.
“Of course he does.” I am zero percent surprised my perpetually horny mate is ready to get dicked down. It’s a shock that he’s gone all day without dragging one of us into a room to suck us off.
Drying my hands on a towel, I toss it in the laundry and make sure I didn’t miss anything. “Is this like movie night, but with blowjobs instead of snacks?”
My lips twitch, a laugh trapped in my throat when Bee stares, slack-jawed.
“That’s-I—“ Hauling me closer, he slams his lips to mine, shamelessly grabbing two handfuls of my ass. “You’re perfect.”
“Come on, brat. Bring your new Alpha to the nest. Skye’s waiting for us.”
Ah, so an orgy, not just Bee manifesting his dreams.
Tucking my Beta beneath my arm, we follow Onyx to the stairs, passing the sitting room, which is still lit up. Emmett and Quentin wave, their focus immediately returning to the books in their hands.
“Good night. I’ll make sure Skye has an extra orgasm for each of you.” Bellamy calls, waving at them. Their eyes roll, used to my mate’s antics.
Moans filter through the open nest door, making Bellamy shake in anticipation. Sterling has gotten a head start, his head buried between Skye’s thighs and her mouth locked around his cock.
“Merry Christmas to me.” Bee whistles, tearing his sweater off and shoving his sweats down. He drops to all fours, smirking at me over his shoulder as he crawls to his other mates.
“What are you good with?” Onyx asks, using one hand to rip his shirt over his head. He’s wider than I am, but my muscles are well defined. Pretty sure he’lll kick my ass if I challenge him.
Not that I plan on doing that. In no reality would I want to be pack leader again. Taking that role with Orbital Somatic was a headache that showed me I’m not cut out for it.
“What do you mean?”
“Your bond to Bellamy is still new. Is it going to bother you if one of us fucks him? Or if one of them takes Skye with you? What are your limits?”
Oh. My arm drops, shirt hanging loosely from my fingers as I check in with my instincts. I’m open to any combination with Skye in the middle, our bond being settled, but with Bellamy…
Across the room, he leans between Sterling’s open thighs and laps at his cock, licking into Skye’s mouth as they work together to get Sly off.
And the only thing I feel is interest.
“I’m good. With any of that. You are their mates too.”
Onyx’s gaze lingers on my face before he spins, drops his pants, and walks over to join the others.
Warmth floods my cheeks. The sensual noises they’re making harden my cock to the point of pain. I might be a bit of a voyeur. I could plop my ass on the window seat and jerk off as they made love to each other, and I’d be perfectly content with that.
“Here’s what’s gonna happen, brat,” Onyx growls, tugging Bellamy against his chest. His palm wraps around Bee’s throat, drawing a moan from his chest. Our Beta looks absolutely fuckable when he’s wearing an Alpha hand necklace.
“You and Skye are going to get Sterling’s dick nice and sloppy-wet so he can slide right into your ass. While you ride him, our Omega is going to sit on my cock, and the two of you are going to take care of Caleb.”
Groans sound from all four of us. We’re obviously on board with his plan. Having both my mates’ mouths on me is a hell yes.
Spreading my arms along the windowsill, I keep my legs wide, cock jutting untouched against my stomach as I watch. Onyx grabs lube and preps Bellamy, drawing whimpers from our Beta as he mouths Sterling’s balls.
Skye is gorgeous, her head thrown back and a cry ripping from her throat as she comes, soaking Sterling’s face with her release.
I shudder, pre-cum leaking furiously from my tip. I’m so turned on it feels like a live wire’s pressing against my spine. Painful bliss.
Onyx slaps Bellamy’s ass, leaving a faint red print on his cheek. “Straddle your Alpha. Let him stretch your ass with his beautiful cock.”
Bee scrambles up Sly’s body, twisting until his back is to me. I have to bite my fist to hold back a moan when he takes Sterling’s cock, his tight little hole stretching obscenely.
“Best. Present. Ever,” Bee pants, bouncing on his knees and working Sly’s length further into him.
“Caleb.” Onyx speaks my name, commanding me to join them. The mattress is soft beneath my knees as I crawl closer, drawn by their scents and the demand of our pack leader.
“Take good care of your Alpha, bubbles, and I’ll let him knot your ass while I fill this pussy.” He grips her hips and pulls her down, thrusting into her with one hard push.
Bellamy and Skye both fall forward, leaning against each other. Their mouths meet, lips brushing my cock as they kiss. I wind my fingers into their hair, not tugging or guiding but holding on as they tease me.
Their moans vibrate through my length, building my pleasure to a roaring fire. I want to come. To coat their tongues and pass my release between them.
But I want to feel Skye’s beautiful ass decimate my cock more.
Drawing back, I lean down to kiss them. It’s messy, our tongue tangling and heads knocking together. “I love you,” I whisper, meeting each of their eyes. “My incredible mates.”
“I’m gonna come,” Bellamy whines. Sterling wraps his arm around him, pulling until they’re back to chest. Their love is so palpable it feels like I’m intruding as they kiss, smiling between each one.
I avert my eyes, focusing on Skye. She sticks her tongue out, eyes distant as she teeters on the edge of release. Onyx helps her spin, putting her ass level with my cock.
Listening to her whimper and keen as I prep her, fingers stretching her wide, I nearly come. “More,” she cries. “Give me your dick, Caleb.”
Onyx holds her open, palming the cheeks of her ass as I line up and slowly push in. Blazing heat wraps around me, so tight that it punches the breath from my lungs.
“I can feel your piercing,” Onyx tells me, flexing his fingers. “Not gonna last much longer.”
Taking over, I hold her hips and thrust into her with slow, measured movements. Each push grinds against his cock in her pussy. When she clamps down around us, I collapse forward, seconds from coming.
“Are you ready for our knots, Omega?”
“Yes. Oh, yes, please.” Skye chants, bouncing between us. We match our pace, pounding into her in tandem. “I’m coming.”
Her body tenses, her scream echoing through the room. Wetness floods around Onyx’s cock, soaking us both. Holding her in place, we jerk forward, pushing our knots into her tight holes.
Absolute ecstasy whips through my body. Her grip on my knot so tight I can barely breath as my orgasm is ripped from my body, cock spurting into her ass until black dots my vision. Holy fucking shit, that’s intense.
Bellamy’s arm flops over to hold my hand. “I told you, best present ever.”
“Yeah. You sure are.”
Our bodies are clean, the nest stripped and remade, when Emmett and Quentin join us. We pile onto the mattress, wrapped around Skye and each other.
A medley of contented scents fills the air, so familiar that I wonder how I ever thought of anywhere else as home. This is where I was always meant to be.
With her.
With them.
My pack.
The End.