31. Lily
Lily
Steam curls around me, the hot water flowing over my fevered skin as need pulses through me in waves.
Beyond the bathroom door, their scents filter through, blending in a way that makes me whimper.
The ache between my thighs grows unbearable.
My fingers drift between my legs. The first touch makes me gasp, pleasure sparking through me. I circle my clit, slow and deliberate, but it’s not enough. Not even close.
I bite my lip, close my eyes, and slide two fingers inside, curling them just right.
My slick coats my fingers, the pressure building impossibly fast, but it’s still not enough. I need them. All of them.
My skin is flushed, my thighs already slick as I dry off and slip into a silk robe. I barely manage to tie the knot before I pull the door open.
They’re waiting.
Three pairs of eyes lock onto me, burning with hunger.
Leo’s jaw is tight, his fists clenched at his sides. Alaric’s nostrils flare, his pupils blown wide. Raph smirks, his tongue darting out to wet his lips.
Their scents crash over me like a wave, thick and heady, making my knees go weak.
“Take me. Now.”
***
A low, rumbling growl vibrates through Alaric’s chest as he stalks forward, his broad frame casting long shadows in the dim light. My breath stutters, heat pooling between my legs at the sheer intensity in his gaze.
With a single motion, he grabs the silk tie of my robe and yanks it loose. The fabric pools at my feet, leaving me bare under their hungry stares.
“Fucking perfect,” Raph murmurs, circling behind me, his fingertips trailing a lazy path down my spine.
Leo steps closer, cupping one of my breasts, his thumb grazing my nipple before rolling it between his fingers. “Ours,” he murmurs against my jaw, biting down just enough to make me gasp.
I arch into their touch, my body desperate for more.
Alaric watches with predatory patience. Then, without warning, his mouth crashes against mine, deep and all-consuming, claiming. I moan into the kiss as he lifts me effortlessly.
He carries me to the bed, laying me onto the soft sheets with deliberate care. “Let’s get you ready, sweetheart,” he murmurs, his grip tightening as he spreads my thighs wide.
Leo kneels between my legs first. A sharp gasp tears from my lips as he presses a kiss to my clit, his tongue gliding over it in teasing strokes.
Raph catches my moan with his mouth, swallowing the sound as his fingers tease over my nipples, rolling and pinching until I jolt beneath him.
Alaric’s hands slide down my arms, pinning me in place. “So needy already,” he rasps against my ear. “We’ll take care of you.”
Leo and Raph shift, positioning themselves on either side of me, their cocks thick and heavy. Alaric moves above me, his broad frame caging me in, pressing my wrists into the mattress.
Then, he lines himself up at my entrance, the thick head of his cock pressing against me.
A whimper escapes as I arch, hips lifting instinctively, desperate for more.
Alaric chuckles. A sharp slap lands on my ass, the sting sending a jolt of pleasure through me.
“You don’t get to rush this,” he says, his tone unwavering. “You’ll take me exactly how I want to give it to you.”
Leo and Raph press their cocks to my lips, teasing, brushing them against my mouth.
“Open up, beautiful,” Raph commands, his voice smooth but dripping with hunger.
I part my lips eagerly, taking Leo first, wrapping my hand around the base of Raph’s cock, stroking him as I swirl my tongue over Leo’s tip.
Leo groans, his fingers slipping into my hair as he watches me take him deeper. “Fuck, princess… just like that.”
Alaric grips my hips, holding me steady, then pushes inside me inch by agonizing inch, stretching me open in an unrelenting thrust.
A muffled moan vibrates against Leo’s length.
Raph strokes my cheek, his cock twitching in my hand. “She’s dripping already,” he murmurs, voice thick with approval. “You love this, don’t you, sweetheart? Being filled from every angle?”
Alaric pulls back before thrusting deep again, his cock sliding in and out with long, deliberate strokes that make my toes curl. His grip tightens around my hips.
“Taking me so well,” he growls. “Such a good Omega.”
Leo rocks his hips, feeding himself into my mouth inch by inch, while Raph groans, tilting his head back as I stroke him in rhythm with Alaric’s thrusts.
Every sensation is a heady, intoxicating blur of pleasure.
Alaric keeps me exactly where he wants me, driving me to the edge and holding me there, thrusting deeper and stopping just before I can break.
“Alaric, please,” I gasp, my voice desperate.
He chuckles darkly, snapping his hips harder. “You think I don’t know how bad you need it?”
The pleasure mounts, spiraling higher and higher, until I can’t think, can’t breathe.
His fingers find my throat, tilting my chin up, forcing me to meet his gaze.
“Look at me when you come,” he orders, his voice a low rasp. “I want to see you break for me.”
The moment his thumb circles my clit, the coil inside me snaps.
A strangled cry tears from my throat as my body seizes around him, the orgasm crashing through me like a violent wave.
Alaric curses, his rhythm faltering.
His knot swells inside me, locking us together.
A scream rips through me, muffled against Leo’s cock as pleasure detonates inside me.
Leo curses, his hips jerking as he spills inside my mouth, his hands tightening in my hair as he empties himself on my tongue.
Raph groans, stroking himself as he thrusts between my fingers. His breath stutters.
“Fuck, baby—” he growls, his cock pulsing as he cums over my breast.
Alaric holds me through the aftershocks, his teeth lingering at my throat, possessive.
“You’re amazing,” he murmurs, his voice rough but soothing.
Leo and Raph clean me up gently, wiping me down, pressing soft kisses along my flushed skin.
Then they both slip out, murmuring something about giving us a moment.
The door clicks shut.
Alaric is still locked inside me, keeping me full.
A delicious shudder rolls through me as his teeth graze over my mating gland.
I arch my neck, offering myself to him.
“Claim me,” I whisper, my voice wrecked, needy.
Excitement thrums through my veins, as I wait for his response.
Alaric stills. A dark chuckle vibrates against my throat.
“I didn’t hear you,” he rasps, his grip tightening.
I whimper, my nails digging into his arms. “Claim me. Please, my Alpha.”
His hips shift, his knot pressing even deeper.
And then—his teeth sink into the tender flesh of my mating gland.
A strangled cry rips from my lips as pleasure detonates inside me.
It’s unlike anything I’ve ever felt before. Fire and euphoria fuse together, flooding every nerve in my body.
Alaric is in my every thought.
My vision whites out, my body arching violently as I convulse around him, trapped in an endless wave of pleasure.
“Keep going,” he rasps, voice thick with need, his lips brushing my ear. “Keep coming until there’s nothing left.”
He’s mine. I’m his.
He licks over the bite, soothing the raw, throbbing mark, sealing it with care.
Forever.
I shudder one last time, my limbs boneless.
“I love you, Lily,” Alaric murmurs, pressing a soft kiss to my forehead.