16. Finley
Finley
"Anyone coherent enough to tell me why I'm stuck to Colt?" I rasped, my voice raw from screaming my pleasure.
"Well, snuggles, that would be because you are hella knotted up at the moment," Mason shared, peeking his face over Colt's torso.
Relaxing into the bed, I combed my hair out of my face and scowled at him. "Pretend I'm a new wolf who doesn’t know what that means."
"When alpha werewolves have sex with their mate, they swell at the base of their dick, locking them in place to make sure that their seed has the best chance of getting their mate pregnant.
You, as an omega, are like crack for an alpha because you were built to take their knot—in both holes, I might add.
Some females of other ranks struggle or can't accept an alpha's knot, so they just don't go as deep or hard during sex. Us lowly betas aren’t equipped with the extra pleasure button, but we can still manage to rock your world, don't you worry.
" Mason grinned as he wagged his eyebrows as if he was sure he’d get the chance to show me.
I peered down at Colt, who was done licking my neck but had yet to relax his hold on me.
Lifting a hand, I combed it through his hair.
With that motion, his chest began to rumble which, in turn, made other things vibrate.
Which caused me to moan as it echoed through my body from his cock wedged deep inside me.
Colt deepened his purring even more, bringing me into a state of complete and utter contentment.
It wasn't the fact that I had been fucked better than ever in my life.
More importantly, I felt wholly taken care of at this moment.
I was in the arms of my alpha, my mate, safe, warm, and with my pack who would always look after me.
A feeling my wolf craved and I had never experienced before, it was as if in this moment both sides understood each other.
Is this what it could be like with my wolf?
Seems I have a lot to learn, good thing I have so many teachers.
"Mine," Colt growled as he shifted my head to kiss me for the first time.
It was odd to think that a simple meeting of lips could be more intimate than his dick still being inside me.
Knowing that my trysts were just that, I didn't typically involve kissing.
What was the point of that when all I wanted was to be fucked.
This… this moment was like my soul was reaching out to Colt, just as his had reached out to me.
Something settled into place between us, and I knew that I belonged to him in every way possible…
which terrified the human side of me. Now I understood why Lane had looked so worried about what happened between Colt and me.
Colt pulled back and looked down at me with such tender love, swirls of lust mixing in as he playfully nipped at my chin.
He shifted so I was on my back, then he gently pulled out now that his knot had relaxed enough to do so.
Before my brain could register that I was once again empty, I let out a whine, reaching for him, but he caught my hands in his and kissed the back of them.
"I know, little one, we've got you. The need is going to come back, but it's Lane and Zander's turn to take care of you," he reassured as both men crawled over.
"I'm going to find us some food and drinks because you won't be leaving this bed for a while.
" His words calmed me as Zander slid in behind me, running his hand up and down my arm.
Lane gripped my chin, turning me to look at him. "Sweetheart, do you understand what happened between you and Colt?"
"Yes, I’m now his," I answered the best I could as the need started to build in me once again. Having Lane's scent so close to me while adding in the heat of Zander's body melded to my side, I was losing all reasoning—fast.
His grip on me tightened, pulling me out of the haze; my wolf was worried we'd upset him somehow. "Do you understand that if we take you, the same thing will happen with us? We can have the betas take care of you. They don't feel the need to claim you as strongly as we do."
My wolf and I both started to panic that our alphas didn't want us. "No, please, don't reject me, Lane!"
"That is not what I'm saying at all, Finley. I don't want to take the choice from you on who to mate with. I know that our wolves have decided we’re mates, but we aren’t animals," Lane clarified, stroking my cheek.
When he put it that way I could see this was more of a struggle for him to come to terms with than it was for me.
In that brief explanation he didn’t like the fact that his werewolf instincts were winning out over his human control.
So I did what any omega would for her pack and tried to ease his concerns.
"I'm already mated to Colt. This is my home, where my pack is," I explained, giving him a soft smile as I started to rub my legs together. I was feeling the slick starting to pour out of me again.
"Lane," Zander cut in, "Colt already sealed her fate. Her heat won't end unless she’s marked and seeded by both of us."
Lane growled as he glared at Zander. "I know, but this isn’t how I wanted to take a mate. What happens when she wakes up from the heat and realizes what's happened?"
"What we already planned to do—help her," Zander countered. "You think I like how this is turning out either? This whole day has been one unknown after another, but this isn’t something we can fight. She’s ours, and not marking her will only hurt her in the long run."
I tried as hard as I could to follow along with the conversation, but I was drifting in and out of my needy haze while they figured their shit out.
A hand brushed along my hip, and I whimpered, spreading my legs wide so they could get better access to where I needed them most. Empty, so utterly empty.
What an odd feeling… I never thought I would be in such a state where I would beg to have a cock shoved into me.
Large, strong hands cupped my face as lips descended upon mine.
I let out a moan, and I wrapped my arms around Lane's neck, letting him lift me so I was seated on his lap.
"I need you," I whispered into his ear. "Please take me, Lane. Make me yours."
Lane growled into my neck as he curled around my body before lifting me and sliding me down onto his thick cock.
He was longer than Colt, and I wasn't sure if I was going to be able to take all of him, but with the magical power of being an omega, I managed.
Lane took long, slow strokes, letting me settle into him.
Shamelessly, I draped myself against his chest, trusting him to take care of me however was best needed.
Another hand stroked down my back, sending lightning shooting through my skin.
The touch sent me writhing on Lane's cock.
"Do you feel full enough, little dove, or can you take more?" Zander murmured against my ear.
"More," I sighed, reveling in the thought that I could please two alphas at once.
Hands trailed down my hips to my ass, and a finger started to massage my asshole.
With the abundance of slick, it glided in easily.
Like Mason had warned, I was more than ready to handle Zander without much prep, but my alpha wasn't taking any chances with my care.
Lane stilled, holding my body steady, and Zander sank into my ass, causing me to let out a cry of bliss.
I was filled to the brim. It took them a few moments to find a rhythm that worked, but once they got the hang of it, they didn't hold back.
Zander gathered up my hair so he could kiss up the back of my neck while Lane feasted on my breasts, kneading one with his hand and sucking on the other with his mouth.
Never had I felt my body so stimulated. It was like I was no longer in my own skin but looking down at what was happening to me.
That was when I felt the shift of their intentions, but before I could stiffen or fight them, Zander latched onto the nape of my neck and Lane at the swell of my breast. A scream was torn from my mouth as I was hit with an orgasm like a freight train had barreled into me.
Both thrust, locking us together with their knots, then proceeded to torture me with aftershocks as their knots hit all the right places over and over again.
The need cooled as I was flooded with their essence, my body hungry to accept their marks on my body and soul.
The same connection that I felt with Colt snapped into place with Lane and Zander. It centered me and my wolf more than the hunt had, as if this was what I needed to successfully bond with my wolf.
Once they’d marked me, my alphas chased the betas out of the room, refusing to share me.
I only remembered bits and pieces of the next day as the need drove my every move.
My mates filled me, over and over and over again, in any opening that I had.
Zander was down my throat as Colt filled my pussy and Lane filled my ass, the three of them drowning me with their seed.
It got to the point that I couldn't tell my own scent from theirs as time went on.
During moments of clarity, they would help me get food and water down before the next wave would take me, but I noticed that those breaks were becoming longer and longer.
Then, just as suddenly as it came on, the need vanished, leaving me raw, sated, and in the middle of a nest of men that were wholly mine.
"Little one," Colt whispered as he ran his fingers through my hair, "it's time to wake up." I wriggled in his hold, burrowing deeper into his chest while sighing in contentment.
Colt chuckled as he scooped me up and hauled me off the bed.
Instinctively, I wrapped my arms around his neck, cracking an eye open to see he was taking me to the bathroom.
I hummed my pleasure, happy with the idea of being able to clean myself up after all the fluids I’d been coated in during my heat.
Colt set me down then started the shower, giving me a chance to check out his ass and marvel at the fact that he was mine to keep.
Wait… am I basically married to three men?
That idea struck me two fold. My human logic was slightly panicked at the commitment I just signed up for with these men I’d only known for a day or two.
Being in heat my brain was so muddled I don’t actually know how much time passed.
Then as I looked in on my wolf, who didn't seem to be bothered at all by what just happened was napping in the background of my mind content.
"Where is everyone else?" I ventured, trying to hide how unsettled I was.
"Downstairs, getting lunch ready. We figured you would be pretty hungry after all that happened," Colt said, turning back to me, a hand extended.
I looked at it then back at him, hesitating before I took it.
He gently guided me into the large glass-walled shower and backed me under the spray of water which was just this side of scalding.
It helped to relax some of my aching muscles, and I took a deep breath, steadying myself.
Colt grabbed a loofah and body wash then proceeded to scrub me from neck to toe with gentle care.
I let my eyes close and allowed myself to indulge in his soft touches.
This level of care wasn’t something that anyone had shown me before.
"It's okay if this is overwhelming for you, Finley.
None of us expected this to happen as fast as it did.
Truth be told, I should be apologizing to you.
If I hadn't marked you, then the others would have been able to hold back," Colt said as he scrubbed my back.
"These days, not many wolves meet a mate, much less one that’s an omega.
Packs don't intermingle, and as you've gathered, omegas hardly venture from where it's safe.
I want you to know that we will respect how you want to move forward with this, but some things neither of us will be able to resist, like touching each other.
Newly mated couples tend to hide away for a few weeks, like a honeymoon, so that they can be near each other all the time.
You lucked out and got three of us, and we can't leave the pack unattended for that long with the threat of someone coming after you.
Now that you're mated to us, though, there’s nothing they can do about it.
Mate marks are the most protected claim a wolf can make. "
"I didn't mark you though?" I questioned, turning to face him. "How will they know that you're taken?"
The moment the question came out of my mouth, I snapped my jaw shut with a click; my wolf didn't like the idea of another female sniffing around what was ours.
Not that she would fight the other wolf, but she definitely wouldn't be happy.
Don't worry, I have no problem explaining things to anyone who tries to steal from us, I assured her, but she shook her head at me and went back to her nap as if I just didn't understand.
"Your scent marks me, little one," Colt answered with a grin. "That and the fact that I have zero problem telling a woman to back the fuck off. Wolves mate for life. Other than pack matters, I have absolutely no interest in spending time with any other woman. Besides, you’re part of the pack. It's not going to be a secret that we’re mated or who you are to the rest of the pack. An omega is someone who is very involved in everyone’s lives. "
I mulled all that over as he started to wash my hair, his fingers massaging my scalp in a way that was simply addictive.
I became putty in his hands, languishing in the contact until he wrapped me up in a towel before darting back in to clean himself up.
I took that time to rummage through the drawers, trying to find a brush of some kind to deal with my hair.
Thankfully, it was naturally pin straight, but I still needed to get the tangles out.
I glanced up into the mirror, feeling someone watching me, and wound up staring into Zander's silver eyes, noting their possessive heat and the grin on his full lips.
Without breaking our stare-off, Zander approached me from behind and settled his hands on my hips.
Instinctively, I bared my neck to him, requesting a kiss, and a purr rumbled in his chest.
"My little dove seems well looked after," he murmured, running his cheek along mine to scent mark me. "I figured you might need a hand finding a few things, like clothes to wear, before coming down. What does my mate need, hmm?"
"Clothes would be good, and a brush if you have one," I answered.
Pressing a soft kiss to my lips, he tugged a drawer open and pulled out a brush and blow dryer. "I'll be back with some clothes."
Is this what life with mates is going to be like?