Chapter 18
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
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EVA
Ispun, giving Jack my back, but it felt like I was being touched by all of them at once. The four of them were bright flames in my chest. Connection like this felt natural. There wasn’t any friction or questioning.
“How much time do we have?” I asked.
“As long as we want,” Dylan said.
A laugh came out of me, but my breath was short. “You know I wish that were true, but it’s not.”
Our reception was at another venue. After we were finished and put ourselves back together, we would go there and take pictures with our families before partying the night away.
But if we let ourselves stay here, we would just stay here. Arousal like fire seeped from all of them. I wasn’t even in heat, but it felt like it with all their attention.
“In that case,” Dylan said, “We fuck you hard and fast and get to the party so we can fuck you again later. In the nest.”
Yes. Being with them in the nest tonight sounded perfect. “Can we sleep in there?”
“Yes, we absolutely can.” Jack grabbed the zipper of my dress and pulled it down, his knuckle gently brushing my spine. The heavy fabric began to fall, and they helped me catch it and laid it out on the couch. I stepped out of my heels and took everything else off except my jewelry.
Tyler picked me up, carried me through the filmy curtains, and playfully dropped me on the bed. He was already out of his shirt. “Remember the end of the heat?”
When they’d all made me come together? “A bit hard to forget.”
He smirked. “Glad we’re memorable.”
I pushed up on my elbows as I watched them undress. Now they could feel how much I enjoyed the view. The tattoos, piercings, and hard bodies of these Alphas were all mine.
Tyler undid his belt, never looking away. “We want that again.”
“No complaints here.”
“With a couple of adjustments.”
I raised one eyebrow. “Oh?”
Liam crawled onto the bed and hovered over me, eyes roving over me and the jewelry I still wore. Through the bond, it felt like his whole being had turned toward mine. Like he was literally touching my heart.
“All together.”
“Right,” I said, still not quite understanding the changes they wanted.
Dylan stepped onto the bed, towering over both of us, and held up the bottle of lube they’d brought. “I didn’t fuck you that time. I played with your tits. Which I have no problem with, for the record. But this time, I’m going to fuck you too.”
Understanding dropped through me. I felt it when they knew I understood. “Can we do that?”
Jack shrugged. “If it doesn’t work, it doesn’t work. But we want to try.”
I felt both their confidence and the truth that if it didn’t work, we would do something else. More than anything, they wanted to be with me together. Because we were now together forever.
“Okay,” I breathed.
Dylan grinned and sat against the headboard. He crooked a finger before pouring lube into his hand and stroking it up and down his shaft, mesmerizing me. “Come sit your ass on my cock, sweetheart.”
A teasing feeling of knowing came through his bond. Dylan knew how much I liked it when he fucked my ass. His piercings did just as much for me there as they did when he fucked my pussy.
They made the last three months a masterclass in learning what made my body tick. Our bonds were only going to give them a more detailed map.
I went to him and kissed him, letting him move me where he needed me, turning me around so I faced the rest of them.
Dylan did all the work, thrusting himself into my ass one inch at a time until his entire length was inside me.
He rocked us back and forth so sparkles of pleasure flickered.
The beginnings of what would eventually be a firework.
But feeling him and the pure enjoyment of being seated so fully in me?
The sensation made me shake.
“I can’t…” I managed. “I can’t—”
Dylan shifted us down a little and tilted my head to the side to kiss my neck. “Just enjoy the ride. We’ll take care of it.”
Of course they would. They always took care of me.
Tears of happiness flooded my eyes because they were mine and no one could ever take them away from me.
Beneath me, Dylan began to purr, and my other Alphas came closer.
“Now,” I begged. “Now, please.”
Liam and Jack laid on either side of us, lifting my legs out of the way. It was Liam and his incredible thickness that slid into my pussy. Now they could feel how much I liked being filled by them and how fucking good it was. “There we go,” Liam whispered.
I trusted them completely, but when Jack slid the head of his cock inside me I still gasped.
Slow and steady thrusts had him deeper. Until I was stretched so much I could barely breathe.
My whole body felt hot and primed with arousal from the sheer feeling of being stuffed with three cocks.
One breath on my clit and I would have an orgasm that might kill me.
Jack gently bit the side of my breast and moaned. “Fuck, princess. I love you full of us. We’re going to make a mess of you.”
Still standing at the end of the bed, Tyler slowly stroked his cock as he watched us. His phone was in his other hand. “You okay with me taking some pictures, baby? Videos?”
I think I nodded.
Liam sucked my nipple into his mouth. Pleasure streaked downwards. I let my head fall back, moans coming on every panted breath.
“Here,” Jack slid a hand down my stomach until his fingers reached my clit. Fuck, I loved his hands. Long fingers and muscled forearms covered in tattoos. And Tyler zoomed in close as Jack played with me.
Just the tip of one finger gently placed on top. Gentle, teasing circles that would never be enough. I felt myself grow wetter at the thought that he could just keep me here in desperate suspense.
“You’re cruel,” I whispered. “Teasing.”
Jack chuckled quietly and removed his hand. He tapped his chest. “Right here tells me you like it.”
“No.”
“No?”
“Of course not.” My voice shook, and even I knew it was a lie.
Liam dragged his teeth over my skin. “So you definitely won’t want us to give you a vibrator we can control while you’re on location. And you won’t like putting it inside you while you’re alone in your hotel room, wishing your Alphas were knotting you.”
I tried to move and I couldn’t. I wanted more friction. I wanted to come. I wanted more. “Pretty sure I would like that.”
His tongue circled the nipple he’d been playing with. “And if you agreed to take whatever we give you with that vibrator, no matter if you’ve come or not? Let your pussy ache with need because you need us.”
I sucked in a breath. That was… hot. Not all the time, but I could see us playing and finding different ways to stay connected even when our jobs took us away from each other. “Maybe.”
“Here.” Tyler handed the phone to Jack a second before he sealed his mouth over my clit, so close to where they were buried inside me. Hard, fast pulses dragged me to the edge and threw me over.
I came with ragged cries, body clenching around them and wanting so much more than this. “I need—” I managed when the pleasure relented enough for me to breathe. “I need you to fuck me.”
“Hand me that,” Tyler said. I didn’t see what they meant. “I was going to take your mouth. Have you gag on my cock. But now that I’m here…” The sound of a cap popping open. “Your ass doesn’t look full enough for me.”
Oh fuck.
My eyes fluttered closed. And I felt him. Slow, rocking, perfection. I didn’t move or fight. I surrendered to them and their confidence and the knowledge that they would never hurt me.
Omegas were made for their Alphas. Our biology allowed us to do things others might not be able to. Like this.
The stretch was delicious.
Then they started to move.
Pure bliss washed over me. Their pleasure was part of it too. I came, and every single part of me was soaked with the sensation of being loved and treasured.
I was too full. My body didn’t know how to handle it. It felt like the orgasm didn’t end. Or maybe one rolled into another so I couldn’t tell the difference. But nothing existed except them and me.
My vision disappeared into nothing but light and color. I heard my voice and theirs mingling together until we were all lost. When they came, I did again, unable to tell who went first. All I knew was their knots pressed into me in ways I would never, ever forget.
I drifted in a hazy glow of the aftermath, just existing in their presence, feeling the way our bonds twisted and tangled and stood apart from the others.
When I came back to myself enough to have a conscious thought, I was in Jack’s arms. They’d cleaned me up and everyone but Jack was partially dressed.
“Hi there,” he whispered.
I bit my lip. “Hey.”
“You survived.”
“Mhmm.” And I felt it. A little sore, but not that bad. And the result? Worth it.
Tyler sat near the dressing table. “I’m not going to show you now, because if I do, we’ll never get to the reception. But I have video, and it might be the hottest thing I’ve ever seen in my life.”
I smiled. “Later then.”
Jack sat me up and then lifted me to my feet. Our friends and family were waiting, and even though I could go for a nap or rounds two, three, and four, I wanted to see them. I needed some cake, and then I’d be back with a vengeance.
“Where the hell did I put my underwear?”
“Here.” Dylan had them in his hands.
He held them out for me to step into, and I laughed. “You don’t have to do that.”
“No, but I want to.”
Few things in my life had been as erotic as Dylan pulling the silk panties up my legs, fingers brushing my skin as he did so. Liam helped me into my bra, kissing my spine as he hooked it.
Tyler and Jack had my dress ready, and when it was zipped, Dylan knelt with my shoes. He balanced my feet on his thighs one at a time as he slid them on. We all moved in comfortable silence. Being dressed by someone was a whole different kind of intimacy.
The mirror told me my makeup wasn’t actually bad. It would have been way worse had they fucked my mouth. “Let me touch up, and then I’ll be ready.”
They finished dressing. The sight of them in suits still warmed my blood. Especially these suits, made just for them and fitted perfectly.
“There.” I snapped the cap back on my lipstick and stood. “All finished.”
“One more thing before we go,” Liam said. “Just for us, not for the crowd.”
“I think we just did something very much not for the crowd.”
We laughed together, and they stepped closer, surrounding me completely.
“In comparison to what we did on that stage, it’s not much, but we want you to have it. All of us want to see you wear something of ours.”
A sparkle caught my eye. My gaze fell to Jack’s hand. He held a ring. An oval red stone with gold and diamonds like flowers and leaves surrounding it. The deep red color almost matched their vests.
“It’s beautiful.”
Dylan lifted my hand and held it for Jack to slide on the ring. It fit beautifully. Fierce possessive pride struck from every direction. They loved it being on my finger as much as I did.
“I love you,” Tyler said.
It echoed three more times, and my answering smile brought them joy.
“I love you too. Should we party?”
Jack nodded and wove our fingers together. “Let’s party.”
We walked out of the dressing room together, like we always would be.