Chapter 35
Thirty-Five
RYKER
Later that night, I fill the tub with steamy water for my beautiful wife.
I lower Anya into the massive clawfoot tub, the warm water swirling around her pregnant belly as she sighs and leans back against my chest. Bubbles cling to her full breasts and the gentle curve of her stomach where our pup is growing.
She looks so relaxed, eyes half-closed, a soft smile on her lips, but I can still see the faint flush on her neck and thighs from everything my packmates have done to her tonight.
I reach for the soft washcloth, soak it in the scented water, and gently press it between her legs.
My fingers part her swollen pussy lips under the water, carefully washing away the thick mixture of cum and slick that still leaks from her.
I move slowly, reverently, circling her clit and dipping the cloth just inside her entrance to clean her thoroughly.
“I want you clean as a virgin before I make love to you on our wedding night,” I murmur against her ear, voice low and rough with emotion.
Anya laughs softly, the sound sweet and tired.
She turns her head and kisses me on the lips, slow and lingering. “It doesn’t matter, Ryker. You already watched me get fucked by four other guys tonight. I’m hardly a virgin anymore.”
I shake my head, pressing another kiss to her temple while I keep washing her pussy with gentle strokes.
“No. This is different. You are our wife now. Pack wife. Everything you do with us is honorable. And I’m going to make love to you the way a husband should, after the others have had their turn. I need this moment to be ours.”
“Oh,” she says, melting a little at my words, her head resting back against my shoulder. I slide one thick finger inside her pussy under the water, feeling the silky heat of her walls still fluttering from earlier use.
“Are you sore, baby?”
She shakes her head, a soft moan escaping as my finger curls gently. “I feel fine. A little tender, but… good. I want you, Ryker. I want all of you tonight.”
I nod, heart swelling with a fierce, protective love that almost hurts.
I rinse her body carefully, letting the warm water cascade over her pregnant belly and between her thighs until every trace of the others’ cum is washed away.
Then I lift her out of the tub, both of us dripping wet and naked, her round belly pressed against my abs.
I grab two thick white towels, wrap one around her, and use the other to dry myself quickly before leading her back into the master bedroom.
The other four alphas are already there, sitting around the huge circular bed or lounging on chairs, completely naked, their eyes dark with hunger and respect. They know what is coming. They know this is my moment to complete our marriage vows.
I look at Anya and see her cheeks turn bright red when she realizes they are all going to watch. “Lie on the bed, sweetheart,” I tell her gently.
She bites her lip, nerves and arousal mixing in her eyes, but she obeys. She climbs onto the center of the bed and lies back. When I nod, she slowly spreads her legs wide for me. The towel falls open completely, revealing her naked, pregnant body in all its glory.
She is spreadeagled for me now, thighs parted prettily, her swollen pink pussy on full display.
Her outer lips are puffy and glistening, still slightly open from the brutal lovemaking she has taken all night.
Her inner folds are dark and slick, her clit peeking out, swollen and sensitive.
A thin string of fresh slick slowly drips from her hole down toward her ass.
Her pregnant belly rises and falls with every shaky breath, the claiming marks on her neck and thighs standing out dark against her flushed skin.
My cock hardens even more, throbbing painfully as I stare at her used, dripping cunt. I swallow hard, feeling more aroused than I have all night. This is my wife. My pregnant omega. And tonight I am going to make love to her while my pack watches.
I climb onto the bed between her spread thighs, my hands sliding up her calves to her knees, pushing them even wider. “Look at this beautiful pussy,” I murmur, voice thick. “Still so pink and swollen from your other husbands. Still dripping for us.”
I lean down and press my mouth to her clit.
I lick her slowly at first, circling the swollen nub with the flat of my tongue before dragging it down through her slick folds.
I taste the thick scent of her sweet grape slick, and it makes me groan against her.
Licking around and around her entrance, I tease the sensitive rim before pushing my tongue inside her pussy, fucking her with slow, deep strokes.
Anya moans loudly, hips twitching. “Ryker… oh god…”
I keep licking, sucking her folds into my mouth, swirling my tongue around her clit until she is writhing.
Her pregnant belly trembles. Her thighs shake.
Then she cries out sharply, and a hot gush of fresh slick squirts straight into my mouth.
I drink it greedily, sucking harder, lapping up every drop as her pussy spasms and floods my tongue with her sweet, sticky release.
Anya
I feel like I’m floating on a cloud of pure bliss.
My whole body is still trembling from the orgasm that just ripped through me.
I squirted all over Ryker’s face, hard, soaking his mouth and chin with my slick while he licked and sucked like he could never get enough.
My pregnant belly is still quivering, my thighs shaking, and my pussy is pulsing with aftershocks.
I can feel fresh slick still leaking out of me, dripping down between my ass cheeks onto the sheets.
My face is burning hot with embarrassment and pleasure as the other alphas groan and praise me from around the bed.
“Fuck, baby, look at you squirting like that,” Marcus growls, voice rough with lust. “Such a good pregnant omega, gushing all over your husband’s tongue.”
Rex lets out a low whistle. “Never seen a pussy cream that hard. You soaked him, sweetheart. So fucking beautiful.”
Lorenzo chuckles softly, eyes dark. “Our little wife is a squirter. Keep making that pretty cunt gush for us.”
Alaric’s voice is the filthiest. “That’s it, omega. Drown your alpha in slick. That pregnant pussy knows exactly who it belongs to.”
I have never felt so exposed, so worshipped, and so completely loved all at once.
Ryker lifts his head, his chin and lips shiny with my release.
His eyes are soft and full of something deeper than hunger.
He crawls up my body, kissing my pregnant belly, my breasts, my neck, until he is hovering over me.
His thick cock nudges against my soaked entrance, sliding through my slick folds.
I gasp as he pushes inside me in one slow, deep thrust. He fills me completely, stretching my sensitive walls until I feel every thick inch, every vein, every ridge. He bottoms out with a low groan, his heavy balls pressed against me, the head of his cock kissing my cervix.
My heart is pounding so hard it feels like it might burst out of my chest. This is nothing like the wild, filthy sex I have had with the others tonight. This is different. This is connection. This is love.
Ryker looks straight into my eyes as he starts to move, slow and deep, rolling his hips in a gentle rhythm that makes me feel every single inch of him.
He leans down and kisses me, his tongue sliding against mine, tasting like me and him and us.
I moan into his mouth and grab at his broad back, pulling him closer, needing him deeper.
“I love you, Anya,” he whispers against my lips, thrusting slow and steady. “My wife. My mate. I am so proud to have you like this. Carrying our pup. Wearing our ring. Taking all of us tonight and still looking at me like I am your whole world.”
Tears prick my eyes. I gasp as he hits that perfect spot inside me. “I love you too, Ryker. So much.”
He kisses me again, deeper this time, and whispers, “Say it again, baby. Let me hear it while I am inside you.”
“I love you,” I moan, my voice breaking as he thrusts a little deeper. “I love you, I love you, I love you.”
His forehead presses to mine. Our breaths mingle.
His hips roll in that same slow, perfect rhythm, making love to me face-to-face while the rest of the pack watches in reverent silence.
His hand slides between us and rubs gentle circles over my pregnant belly, feeling the small curve where our child is growing.
“You feel so good,” he groans softly, kissing me between every word. “So warm and wet and tight around me. This pussy was made for me. For all of us. But right now it’s mine.”
I wrap my legs around his waist, pulling him even closer. Every deep thrust sends sparks of pleasure through my whole body. I can feel how much he loves me in every stroke, in every kiss, in the way he keeps whispering my name like a prayer.
His breathing grows ragged. His thrusts stay slow but become deeper, more purposeful. I feel his cock swell inside me, the head flaring, the thick shaft pulsing.
“I am going to cum, baby,” he gasps against my mouth. “I am going to fill my wife with my seed.”
He kisses me hard as he pushes in deep one final time.
His cock throbs powerfully, and then he is coming, flooding me with hot, thick ropes of cum.
I moan into his mouth as I feel every pulse, every spurt painting my insides.
He keeps kissing me through it, grunting softly, hips grinding in tiny circles as he empties himself completely.
When the last spurt fades, his knot begins to swell. It inflates slowly, locking us together with a perfect, stretching fullness that makes me whimper with pleasure. He stays buried deep, forehead still pressed to mine, breathing hard.
“Did you enjoy that, my love?” he whispers, voice tender.
I nod, tears slipping down my cheeks from how full my heart feels. “Yes. More than anything. I loved every second.”
He smiles and kisses me again, soft and slow. “You are my mate for life, Anya. And I am yours. Forever.”
His hand rubs my belly again, right between us, where our pup is safely nestled.
The other alphas move closer then, surrounding the bed.
Hands touch me everywhere. Lorenzo strokes my hair and kisses my forehead.
Marcus presses a kiss to my pregnant belly.
Rex and Alaric each take one of my hands, lacing their fingers with mine.
They are all murmuring soft words of love and devotion.
“You are everything to us,” Lorenzo whispers.
“Our perfect wife,” Marcus adds, voice thick.
“We love you so much,” Rex says, kissing my knuckles.
Alaric leans in and kisses my lips gently. “We are never letting you go, omega. You are ours forever.”
I look at all five of them, my heart so full it feels like it might burst. Tears spill down my cheeks, happy tears this time.
“I love you too,” I whisper, voice cracking. “All of you. I have never felt this much love at once in my entire life. My heart feels like it might burst.”
Ryker kisses me again, slow and deep, while the others keep touching me, stroking my skin, my belly, my thighs. Their hands are gentle now, reverent. I am still knotted to Ryker, full of his cum, surrounded by my pack, my husbands, my family.
This is what it means to be theirs.
This is what it means to be loved completely.
And as I lie there in the middle of them, safe and warm and so full of love I can barely breathe, I know without a doubt that this is exactly where I was always meant to be.
Forever.