CHAPTER 11
WINDY
The grand entrance of this huge house swallows me whole.
Amos guides me in with a strong hand at the base of my spine.
He’s warm and firm. The foyer stretches out like a palace hall, with polished marble floors and towering ceilings, adorned with a crystal chandelier that catches the soft light from the moon outside the window.
Amos doesn’t waste a moment. Before I can get a good look at the inside, he suddenly scoops me up into his powerful arms, cradling me effortlessly against his broad chest. I feel his muscles ripple beneath my body, his heartbeat steady and quickening with excitement.
“Enough of that,” he says with a devilish chuckle.
Amos bounds up the sweeping staircase, taking the steps two at a time. I spy Wolf and Finian jogging up the stairs to catch us. Finian’s eyes are glued to mine, a dark glint glimmering in his depths. He looks focused, sexy, and like he’s about to eat me alive. Oh, god, I hope he does.
The world blurs in a rush of laughter and thrill.
I squeal in delight when Amos pulls me closer, his face pressing against my neck as he breathes me in.
My arms wrap around him tighter as a giggle bubbles out of me uncontrollably.
His grip tightens just enough to make me feel secure, his warm breath ghosts along the column of my neck as he presses kisses against my heated skin.
At the top of the stairs, Amos doesn’t slow down.
With a swift kick, he shoves the heavy oak door open.
My eyes fall on the room we entered. A gasp rushes out of me.
The room is a haven of cozy luxury: walls draped in deep velvet tones, a massive fireplace flickers with a low, inviting glow.
There are floor-to-ceiling windows that overlook what I’m sure are to be manicured gardens.
However, it’s the bed that steals the show.
It’s absolutely breathtaking. It’s enormous.
A masterpiece. It’s a four-poster magnificence that dominates the center of the room; its frame carved from rich mahogany.
Plush pink curtains, sheer and transparent like a whisper of silk, hang from a canopy, diffusing the light into a rosy haze that bathes everything in a sensual glow.
“What is this?” I ask in awe.
“Our omegas nest,” Wolf says from behind Amos and me. “We built this for her.”
For me?
It has to be for me. I’m their scent match, their forever.
Oh, my.
Amos strides straight toward the bed, his eyes locked on mine with a sensual spark.
In one fluid motion, he tosses me onto the bed, my body sinking into the plush paradise with a sigh of pleasure.
The mattress is like a cloud, enveloping me in layers of fleece blankets and a massive comforter so downy it swallows me whole.
Pillows of every size tumble around me. Silky shams, fluffy bolsters, and oversized cushions beg me to be buried in. This is a nest of pure indulgence.
I bounce lightly, a laugh bubbling up out of me, as the curtains sway gently from the disturbance. It encloses me in both an intimate cocoon and a promise that I’m about to have the most pleasurable experience of my life.
“Get naked. Let us see how perfect you are,” Finian growls the words as he starts undoing the buttons of his shirt.
His growl sends a thrill racing through me.
My breathing becomes labored as his rough voice turns commanding and dominating.
He works the buttons of his shirt open, revealing the hard, muscular plane of his chest. It’s dusted with a smattering of dark hair.
I lie there on the massive bed, my heart pounding with anticipation.
Amos stands at the side of the bed, his eyes dark with hunger and longing, already shoving off his undershirt as he watches me intently.
“Come on, doll,” Wolf says seductively. “Let’s see that pretty skin of yours.”
Slowly, I sit up. My fingers tremble just a bit as I reach for the hem of my dress.
The air in the room feels thick, charged.
Their combined scents burst into the air, drugging me to the point of bliss.
Finian’s gaze is intense and unyielding.
Amos’s gaze is edged with raw desire. But Wolf’s …
his gaze eats me alive as he trails his eyes all over my body.
Slowly, I pull the fabric up my legs, showing more and more skin.
A low rumble sounds inside Amos’s chest as he peers down at me.
Shifting, I pull the dress up and off me, letting it drop to the floor beside the bed.
I expose my bare skin to the warm flicker of the fireplace and their gazes.
My nipples harden underneath my bra. I feel a flush creep up my neck.
I reach around and unhook my bra, allowing my sensitive breasts to pop free.
“Fucking perfect,” Wolf growls low and threatening, yet seductive and alluring at the same time.
“Remove your panties,” Amos says, stepping closer to the bed.
I hook my thumbs into the waistband of my lacy panties. The thin material clings to me as I grow wet and wanting.
“That’s it,” Finian murmurs, his shirt now fully unbuttoned and hanging open as he takes a step closer. His belt clinks as he undoes it. “Show us everything.”
His words urge me on. I lean back, sliding the lace off my body, kicking them away until I’m left in absolutely nothing.
Amos leans down on the bed, his fists pressing into the mattress.
He looks at me through his lashes, his assessing gaze eating me up from the top of my head to the bottom of my feet.
His nostrils flare as he inhales deeply, his eyes growing even darker with lust.
Amos growls. “Lie back.”
Amos reaches forward and grabs my ankle.
He pulls me toward him, the abrupt action causing a squeal to leave me.
Before I can ask what he’s doing, he leans in and presses his open mouth against my wet pussy.
My back arches off the bed as my hand sweeps into his hair.
An embarrassingly loud gasping moan leaves me as his tongue takes long, sweeping motions.
A groan leaves Amos as he licks and sucks at my pussy.
As he takes my clit into his mouth, I cry out as he gives a light suck.
Amos chuckles low, and I hear him unbuckling his belt and shoving his pants to the ground.
His muscles flex as he wraps his arms under my ass to scoot me further up onto the bed.
The mattress dips under his weight as he lowers until he’s lying between my legs.
His fingers trail over my outer thighs, his blunt nails lightly scratching my skin, heightening my pleasure.
“You’re so eager,” Wolf says, his voice teasing. I glance over at him, my lips falling open in a gasp when Amos takes my clit into his mouth and gives a hard suck at the same time as he rubs it with the flat of his tongue.
I lift my hips, pressing even more into Amos. He growls against my heated flesh, making me gasp. I spread my legs wider, inviting him to go further, deeper, as deep as he wants to go.
Wolf and Finian quickly shed the rest of their clothes. I release a choked groan when I see Wolf’s cock spring free. His cock is thick and hard, veins pulsing along its length as he strokes himself once. His eyes stay locked on my exposed body as he pleasures himself.
He moves to the other side of the bed, the four-poster frame creaking faintly as he settles onto the bed, his hand reaching out to cup my breast. His thumb circles my nipple until it peaks even harder.
“Perfect,” he growls again, leaning down to capture my mouth in a bruising kiss, his tongue thrusting deep while Amos’s fingers part my pussy lips below and dip into my wetness.
I moan into Wolf’s kiss, my body arching as Amos slides a finger inside me, curling it just right to hit that spot that makes me see stars behind my eyelids.
The fleece blankets bunch under my writhing body, the comforter soft against my back.
When Amos starts making a come-hither motion with his finger, my eyes pop open, and I break the kiss to cry out in pleasure. I can feel my orgasm building fast.
Finian releases the transparent pink curtains, and they sway like a veil around our tangled bodies.
He climbs up onto the bed and immediately goes for my breasts.
He nips and sucks on my nipple as his other hand cups my breasts, and he twists my nipple between his fingers.
An explosion of pleasure has me whimpering as Wolf takes my lips once more, his tongue dueling with mine.
Wolf’s free hand grips my hair, tilting my head back as he breaks the kiss to trail bites down my neck, marking my skin. Amos adds a second finger, pumping them in and out with deliberate strokes.
“Look at you, taking it so well,” Amos whispers against my thigh, his breath hot as he lowers his head, tongue flicking out to taste me again. “So delicious. My favorite flavor.”
I cry out, my hands fisting in the pillows, the luxury of the bed contrasting with the raw intensity building inside me.
Finian shifts, his cock brushing my arm as he continues to knead my breasts and suck on my nipples.
His hardness grinds against my arm as he licks and sucks at me.
He pinches my nipple sharply enough to send jolts of pleasure straight to my core.
They work me together—Amos’s mouth sucking on my clit, tongue lapping at my juices while his fingers fuck me long and deep, Finian’s body pressing close, his hardness grinding against my arm as he claims my breasts one after the other, and Wolf attacking my mouth and neck like he can’t get enough and doesn’t know where to go next.