Chapter Twenty-seven
Camila
I ’m so tired after our week away. We attended the award luncheon for Remington’s sister yesterday before packing up and coming home. Most of us slept in this morning, including Remy. In fact, I haven’t seen him at all today. I think he was in his suite with Eric, Milo, and Victoria.
Brooke and I step into the ballroom, snickering when I see we’re the last to arrive.
“I told you everyone else would beat us down here,” I tell her, and she rolls her eyes.
“I’m sorry. I just wasn’t feeling that dress tonight, and my green nails didn’t go with this dress.” She points to the turquoise dress that’s wrapped around her slender figure, and I have to give her that. The green would’ve totally clashed.
I knock her with my arm, still smiling. “I know, but that doesn’t mean I’m not going to give you shit about it.”
“There you are.” Nikolai huffs. “What took you so long?”
I nod toward Brooke. “Her.”
“Look, beauty takes time. Just deal with it.” She turns her back on us as Alexei joins us.
“I like this dress,” he says.
I grin and spin in a circle, loving the way it fans out around me. It’s plum with a lighter purple lace at the bottom and hits me mid-thigh. It’s quite possible I just flashed my matching thong with that spin, but I don’t care.
“Looks nice,” Nikolai agrees.
“Thank you both. I really like it.”
Alexei leans forward. “Brooke, I like this dress, too. You look beautiful.”
She grins when she glances at him over my shoulder. “Thank you, Alexei. You’re sweet.”
“Sweet?” Alexei scoffs. “Should I have said she was hot? Would that make me less sweet?”
I snort, waving him off. “Are you trying to get in her pants?”
“What? No.” Alexei looks so confused that I can’t help laughing. “Why do you laugh?”
“You’re upset that she said you were sweet because you told her she was beautiful. She knows you’re not trying to sleep with her, so what do you expect? For her to throw herself at you?”
He considers that for a moment before shrugging. “I guess not.”
Brooke snickers as she moves back to my side. “You’re totally getting a red rose tonight.”
“You don’t know that, Brooke.” I sigh.
I’ve been trying not to get my hopes up. Thursday night with Remy, Milo, and Aubrey had been hot as hell. Having Remington and Milo fucking me at once was mind-blowing. Then having Aubrey fuck Remington into me while I sucked Milo’s cock.
Just thinking about it is getting me hot.
We’d spent the night in Remy’s room, only to be woken up by Victoria and Eric. That had been a little awkward for a moment or two, but we got over it. Victoria even invited me to get ready with her for the luncheon—and let me bring Brooke. On the bus ride home, he sat in the back with his pack mates as they talked.
He made a point of kissing me and Aubrey good night before they headed into his suite which was nice. But it doesn’t mean he’s choosing either of us for his pack.
“I’m so fucking nervous.”
I look up at Aubrey’s words, nodding my agreement. “Same.”
Brooke rolls her eyes. “I don’t know what the two of you are worried about. The last people he had sex with, he chose for his pack. It’s the rest of us who should worry.”
I know she means for her words to be reassuring, but she’s not helping. When Aubrey takes my hand, I look up in surprise.
“I could use the reassurance, as I’m sure you can,” he explains.
“Yeah. Thanks.”
The doors swing open and in walks Reginald and Remington with his pack trailing behind him. He’s so handsome, it kills me.
I really hope he chooses me—if not today, then at some point. He’s everything I want in a man—kind, loving, and not afraid to be himself. Milo is an added bonus, I’ll admit.
Not that I’d turn down a ride with his alphas either, but I know Victoria doesn’t swing that way. Neither of them has been as easy to get to know, but I appreciate the effort she put into spending time with me in Wilde.
“Welcome back to Heated . Remington’s remaining thirteen suitors have gathered in the ballroom to find out their fates. Will he be sending anyone home? Inviting anyone to join his pack? Only time will tell. Let’s get this show on the road. As you can see, Remington’s new pack mates have joined him on stage as he requested. Remy, is there anything you’d like to add before we get started?”
Remy clears his throat and nods. “The reason I asked my mates to join me on stage is because these aren’t decisions I make on my own anymore. Anything I decide affects the three of them as well. As I choose suitors to become my mates, I’ll have them join me as well. I’m sure you can understand. Beginning tonight, you’ll be called up here in groups. It doesn’t mean you’ll receive the same roses, but it makes it so much easier to do it this way—or at least I think it will be.”
“Well said,” Reginald says as Milo plucks a few roses from the vase and hands them to Remy, who keeps them hidden behind his back. “First, will Rhys and Gracie join us on stage?”
I’m not surprised that they’re the first ones called up. They moved out of the cabin in Wilde before we even made it home. We didn’t find out what happened until the next day.
While I’m glad they found one another, I hate that they hurt Remington. He’s so fucking sweet, and they never really gave him a chance. It was really shitty of them.
“I’m sure neither of you are surprised to learn you’re going home this week.” Remington holds out the black roses to them. “I’m happy you’ve found one another, but you definitely hurt me. You were supposed to be here for me, but you acted like I wasn’t around most of the time. I’m sure that wasn’t on purpose, but it still hurt. If you choose to grow your pack, I hope you’ll remember this and be more careful about your actions with them.”
Gracie nods sadly. “I’m truly sorry for how this happened. You’re right that we screwed up. Thank you for the chance.”
“I’m sorry we hurt you,” Rhys says as he takes his rose before leading Gracie off the stage.
“Next, we’d like Quinn, Brooke, and Ian to join us on stage.”
Once they’re standing in front of Remington, he accepts three roses from Milo. I wish we could see what color they are, but they’re hidden from us, as well as the suitors on stage.
“I enjoyed spending time with the three of you this week, and I want to continue to do just that.” Remington offers them lavender roses. “This week, I’d like each of you to join me for a group date with my pack. Unlike this past week, all three will join us, but you’ll each have a date on a different day.”
“Oh, thank goodness.” Brooke bounces over to take the rose from him and leans up toward him. He smiles as he leans down so she can kiss his cheek. “I’m looking forward to it. Also, I love this color so much.”
Quinn and Ian look like they’re both holding back laughter at Brooke’s antics as they accept the roses, thanking Remington as they do.
Next, Lee, Riley, Carter, and Nolan are called up. Remington reveals the roses almost immediately—two peach and two black.
“As you can see, two of you will be going home tonight and two of you will join me for a one-on-one date this week. At this point, sending anyone home sucks, but there’s only so much room in my pack. I’ve gotten to know each of you fairly well by now, though maybe not as well as I could have. I don’t want to draw this out any longer.” He sighs as he hands Nolan a black rose. “We already talked, and I meant what I said. Getting to know you this week proved what good friends we would make. Once the show’s over, we’ll continue getting to know one another.”
Nolan nods. “Thank you, Remy. I’m glad to call you my friend.”
Remington takes a deep breath before moving to Lee. “I’m sure you guessed you were the other one going home. We had a great conversation at the zoo, and I was originally going to keep you on for at least one more week so I could get to know you better. Then I realized I couldn’t keep holding out for maybes. You’re a good man, Lee, and I know your pack is waiting for you out there. Just never stop looking.”
“Thank you,” Lee says with a smile. “I hope you’re right. About finding my pack, I mean. I know you’re right about sending me home. It’s a smart decision, and I’ve learned a lot about what I want and don’t want from my future pack by being on the show—by being around you. You’re a good man, and any of these suitors will be lucky to be chosen by you.”
Then he’s handing Riley and Carter the peach roses. “By process of elimination, you’re the two moving forward this week. I think having everyone meet my family this week helped me see who I could really see as part of my future pack. We’re not there yet. We still need some time to see if we’re a good fit, but I’m hoping our date this week will help us with that.”
Carter is grinning as Riley nods. “We can’t wait.”
The four of them exit the stage, and I realize it’s just me, Aubrey, and the twins left. Because of this, it doesn’t surprise me when all four of our names are called next.
I cling to Aubrey’s hand as we climb onto the stage, the twins following us. I can barely breathe as Remington takes the roses from Milo and keeps them hidden behind him.
“There were definitely some new developments in relationships this week,” he says with a grin, winking at me and Aubrey. “Hopefully, the two of you had just as much fun as Milo and I did. Alexei and Nikolai, there’s just something about the two of you that won’t let me send you home—even though nothing has really developed between us so far. Getting to know both of you better is at the top of my list this week.”
When he offers them both peach roses, it makes sense.
As soon as the twins take their roses, he turns his attention back to me and Aubrey. I can’t decide if I want to throw up or run away. I wish he would put us out of our misery.
I say us because Aubrey is gripping my hand just as hard as I’m holding his.
“Our night together meant more to me than just sex, so don’t let my comments make you think otherwise. It was a fun night, but it also showed me how much the two of you have come to mean to me.” He glances back at Victoria, Eric, and Milo. “This was a group decision, and we all decided we’d like both of you to join our pack as my mates.”
When he pulls the red roses from behind him, I start crying—like full-out sobbing. I’m sure it’s not pretty.
“Oh, no. Don’t cry. I hate when women cry,” Remy whimpers. “Why are you crying? How do I make it better?”
I’d laugh if I could, but I’m just too overwhelmed to do more than cry.
“Don’t freak out, Remy. Some people cry when they get overwhelmed,” Victoria assures him softly. “Look how she’s smiling. She’s so happy right now.”
“I am,” I sob out, throwing myself at him—and dragging Aubrey along with me.
Aubrey laughs as he puts his arms around both of us.
Remy lets out a sigh of relief. “You’re happy? Both of you?”
“So happy,” Aubrey says as I try to get my emotions under control.
I swipe at my tears before tilting my head back so I can look up at my omega. “I don’t think I’ve ever been happier. I was just so afraid you wouldn’t choose me, and I’m so relieved and happy that you did. I’m a crier. You’ll get used to it, eventually.”
“I’m not sure I will, but I’ll do my best,” he says, brushing his lips across mine. When he pulls back, he pulls Aubrey in for a kiss. “I can’t wait for both of you to be mine.”
We share kisses for another moment before Reginald makes us leave the stage. The twins give both me and Aubrey hugs before Brooke throws herself at me.
“I fucking told you, bitch,” she squeals, and I hug her close.
“You sure did. I almost can’t believe it.” I shake my head as we pull apart.
“Well, it’s happening so you better start believing. Congrats, babe. I’m so fucking happy for you.” She glances at Aubrey. “You too, Aubrey. You both deserve it.”
We both thank her as Reginald steps forward once more. “And that’s it for the fourth rose ceremony. With four people being sent home and Aubrey and Camila joining his pack, Remington is now down to just seven suitors. We’re only at the halfway point. Anything can still happen. Make sure you join us next week to see what happens. We’ll see you then.”
As soon as they give us the all clear, I grab Aubrey’s hand and bolt for the stage. He chuckles but doesn’t fight my hold. Milo is the first one off the stage and he lifts me into the air before spinning around.
“I’m so happy you’re joining our pack,” he says as he sets me on my feet.
Eric steps up behind him, putting his hand on the beta’s shoulder. “Now, now, Milo. Remy is claiming Camila tonight. You can’t steal her from him.”
“I would never.” Milo looks like he’s going to fight his alpha until he realizes he’s joking. “Yeah, yeah. Laugh it up. Come on, Camila, let me escort you to our omega.”
Remington is standing next to Aubrey as they chat quietly. Remy beams at me, pulling me into his side. “Are you ready for this?”
“Are you?” I return, and he laughs.
“Hell yes. Come on, I can’t wait to show you both my nest.” He holds one of my hands while Milo snags the other.
Gods, I can’t believe this is really happening. Remy chose me. He’s going to be my mate. I’m going to be part of a pack.
Within minutes, we’re stepping into the hidden nest, and I fucking love it. “You have such a beautiful nest, omega. Thank you for allowing me inside it.”
“You’re always going to be welcome in my nest, Mila.” He stops for a second, glancing between me and Milo. “Oh, that’s perfect. I have Milo and Mila as my betas. That’s amazing.”
Milo glances at me with a snort. “That’s going to become a thing now.”
“Oh, it so is, but I don’t mind.”
“That’s good because I’ll never stop,” Remington informs me as he pulls me down into the nest, already tugging off my dress. “Obviously, the rest of the pack is going to be here for our claiming, but they’re going to occupy each other. Aubrey, join us.”
Aubrey flicks the button on his jacket and shrugs it off before pulling off his tie. “Let me get a little more comfortable before I get down there, okay?”
Like everyone else, I left my shoes outside the nest, and as Remy tugs my dress off, I realize I’m wearing a lot fewer clothes than anyone else. Pushing away Remy’s hand, I start undressing him—not that he’s complaining.
“Aubrey, I know you don’t want to fuck anyone else, but I’d like to claim both of you at the same time. Would you be willing to fuck me while I fuck Camila?”
I yank off Remy’s pants and glance over my shoulder at the alpha. I’m practically dripping at the idea of all three of us together. I know Aubrey doesn’t want to be involved with anyone else right now, but I’m very interested in him. If he ever decides he wants more from me, I’ll be a very happy woman.
Aubrey nods as he shucks his pants, leaving him in nothing but his underwear. He joins us in the sunken part of the nest. “I think that sounds sexy as hell.”
“Thank the fates,” I say, staring down at the now-naked omega before me. “How do you want me, omega?”
He taps the side of his chin. “On your hands and knees.”
I shuffle until I’m in front of him, ass in the air. I spread my legs slightly, giving them a good view of my wet pussy. More than one groan follows.
“I’ve never regretted my need to take on one lover at a time more than I do right now,” Aubrey says with a laugh. “Get in that cunt, omega, so I can fuck your ass.”
Instead of the cock I’m expecting, Remy’s hot breath hits my pussy. “I just need a taste.”
That’s all the warning I get before he buries his face in my cunt. My eyes fall shut as he eats me out with no real finesse, but I don’t mind. There’s something to be said for a desperate man devouring you. When he slides two fingers into me, fucking me on them as his lips close around my clit, I lose it. I buck back to meet his movements, desperate for an orgasm. Sounds of skin against skin hit me, and I wonder who’s already fucking.
Blinking my eyes open, I find it’s Eric and Victoria. He’s taking her from behind like Remy will be taking me shortly while Milo licks both of them from beneath her. Remy chooses that exact moment to bite my clit and I tumble over the edge, calling out his name.
Milo’s head jerks in our direction, his eyes clashing with mine. He licks his lips and blows me a kiss before returning to his alphas.
Remington doesn’t give me a second to rest, pushing into me as I’m still spasming. He begins to fuck in and out of me, prolonging my orgasm…or sending me into a second. I’m not really sure which.
I slump forward and rest my head on the mattress beneath us, panting as Remy stills. Glancing over my shoulder, I realize Aubrey is pushing into him. Part of me wishes I could watch them, but I guess we have the rest of our lives for that and so much more.
Fuck. I get to spend the rest of my life with the people in this room. How fucking amazing is that?
I’m pulled from my thoughts as Remy is slammed into me. It seems like Aubrey isn’t in the mood for a slow fuck like he was the other night. It had been so hot watching them together last time as he took Remy so slowly. I don’t know that anyone has ever fucked me like that. Maybe that’ll change now.
Remy’s hand snakes around to find my clit. “I’m so close, Mila. Being inside of you while Aubrey fucks me is too much. I need you to come with me. I want to mark you as mine—I want to make you mine.”
“Yes, I want that. I want to wear your mark.” I push my hips back, meeting every thrust while he circles my clit. Pleasure courses through me as I climb higher and higher.
Remy jerks me upright as he groans, his cum splashing inside of me. His teeth bite into the side of my neck, and I splinter.
I scream out my release as the bond takes hold, clinging to him as Aubrey continues to fuck him into me. We both seem to come forever before he releases me, licking my neck a few times before lowering me back to the mattress.
“So fucking hot,” Milo growls, and when I look up, I see he’s joined us while his alphas are still fucking. “Remy, I know I’m supposed to stay away, but since you already bonded with her, can I help you make her come again?”
Remy groans. “Fuck, yes. Suck her clit for me.”
Milo shimmies under me until he can latch his lips around my clit. His cock is hard and right there, so I suck him into my mouth.
He hisses but keeps lapping at me. Occasionally, his tongue slips to where Remy is fucking in and out of me, and it’s so fucking hot.
Having Milo’s cock to focus on keeps me from getting overwhelmed as Aubrey rails Remy and me both. Milo’s attention on my clit is almost too much, but it feels so fucking good. I double down on my attention to his cock as my next orgasm rises.
I scream around him as I come. His hips buck into me, and I choke for a moment before he’s spilling down my throat. Remy and Aubrey both call out, and I glance over my shoulder to find Aubrey’s teeth in Remy’s neck while Remy’s are buried in the alpha’s wrist.
More grunts and a scream tell me Victoria and Eric have joined us in orgasm.
Milo slides out from under me and helps me move off Remy, slick and cum spilling from me and onto the mattress immediately.
“What a fucking mess,” Remy mumbles around Aubrey’s wrist as he licks at his mate mark. “Milo, you should definitely clean that up.”
I push on Milo’s chest as he starts to move. “I don’t think so. I’ll punch you if your mouth goes anywhere near my cunt right now.”
Milo chuckles, holding his hands up in surrender. “Fine. No licking your pussy. Got it. At least come cuddle with me.”
“And me,” Remy demands. “I want you on one side and Aubrey on the other.”
I’m certainly not going to argue with my new mate, especially when I feel contentment rushing through him as I curl up next to him as he and Aubrey lie down. Milo scoots closer and kisses me as Victoria and Eric settle behind him. “Night, Mila.”
“Night Milo. Remy. Everyone else.”
Even as we say our good nights, I know I should clean up. I don’t want to get a UTI, and Remy really did make a mess of my pussy.
When I try to sit up, Remy drags me back down. “Wait until Aubrey’s knot goes down. We can all clean up together. Let’s just cuddle for now.”
Thinking about all of us cleaning up together sends warmth through me. I think I’m going to love being part of a pack.