Chapter 31
CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE
shay
I’ve lost track of time.
Minutes? Hours? Days? Hell, a week?
I do know that it’s currently the middle of the night, with the curtains pulled up so the stars outside shine in. The windows are also cracked open to get some fresh air into the room, and a cool breeze continues to brush over my sensitive skin. This heat has been absolutely brutal.
It’s a little hard to explain. There’s always this sort of out-of-body experience when your instincts take over and your body succumbs to needs that you can’t control.
But this? This is so much worse. Not only am I being dragged under biology’s pull, but the very side of myself with demands is the side that’s also fighting against them.
If there’s one thing I’ve learned this time around, it’s that when Omegas hold a grudge, it’s not something that is easily forgotten. It’s a deep one rooted in past hurt and grief, and that tangled mass beneath the soil is gnarled and thick.
So even as my Alphas support me, there’s a piece of myself that is angry at them for that. It doesn’t matter that the Betas might be just as involved in whatever they’re keeping from me. My instincts can’t see past the designation it views as the sole cause of her suffering and refuses to give in.
I’m honestly not sure how to move past it, but I want to. I do. These men might be the best thing to ever happen to me, and the thought that my past could ruin what we’ve started to build is a hard pill to swallow.
Especially when I’ve got one Alpha in my pussy, another in my ass, and a Beta in my mouth while my hand strokes the other. I’m overwhelmed in the most intimate way one can be, and I can’t remember ever being this fucking free.
“Jesus. I think this might be it. If I die, know I’m a happy fucking man,” Memphis groans, his fingers gripping my hips so tightly I’ll be surprised if there aren’t bruises.
“Just wait until both of our knots are inside her. Heaven, here we come.”
Popping my mouth off of Lyon’s dick, I growl. “If either of you die while knot deep inside me, I’ll never fucking forgive you.”
“Sweetheart, no one’s dying,” Ridge soothes, stroking my cheek and swiping away a tear I hadn’t realized I’d shed.
Lyon grips my chin, forcing my eyes to meet his. “We love you. We’re not going anywhere.”
I hiccup, my mood swinging from anger to sadness then volleying in between.
“Now suck your Beta’s dick,” he demands.
If there’s one thing hotter than sex with four men, it’s hearing those words leave my quiet Beta’s lips.
As Memphis and Aug pummel into me, Lyon forces my mouth back to his dick, tangles his fingers in my hair, and thrusts deep. Gagging, more tears fall, and as the pressure inside me builds, I’m also hit with an impending and completely inexplicable sense of finality.
Lyon’s fingers tighten in my hair until there’s a pinch of pain. “Fuck, baby girl. Swallow all of me.”
He presses in deep, his tip brushing past the back of my throat, and even though I can’t breathe and tears are rolling down my cheeks, my body seizes up at the first spurt of Lyon’s cum.
“Fucking hell, is she coming again?” Memphis growls.
“Yup,” August grunts out. “Can’t take much more of this.”
“Jesus, Lyon. Hurry it the fuck up.” Ridge continues to thrust into my fingers, his dick hard and leaking.
With one final grunt, Lyon pulls my head back and swipes a bead of cum from my bottom lip, pushing back into my mouth. Dutifully, I clean it off with my tongue, then I’m rewarded when he roughly shifts my face to his best friend’s dick.
“Suck him dry, baby girl.”
Except he doesn’t let go of my hair. Instead, the second I open my lips and take Ridge in, Lyon’s hand fucks my mouth up and down his best friend’s length.
August and Memphis choose that moment to pick up their pace, harshly pounding into me until the pleasure is so fucking potent I feel like I’m floating outside my own body.
“Goddammit.” Giving up any pretense of being the nice guy, Ridge slides his hand around the back of my head, meeting Lyon’s fist. “Take me deep, sweetheart. I’m gonna come.”
He pulls me down, his balls hitting my chin, and unloads down my throat.
His hand falls as he drops back against the bed.
Licking my lips, Lyon forces my head back and stares down at me for a second before his lips crash into mine.
He doesn’t care if I’ve got his and his best friend’s cum in my mouth.
He kisses me with such possessiveness a whine bursts free.
Just before he retreats, he presses a tender kiss on my forehead then sits back to watch the Alphas wreck me.
“Fucking finally,” August growls.
“Ready for our knots, darlin’?”
I nod as August’s arms band around my waist to pull me up against his chest. One hand raises to play with my nipples, pinching and tugging before switching to the other.
His mouth is kissing along my jaw. Memphis’ fingers tighten on my hips, his eyes watching with rapt fascination as August tilts my head to the side, his mouth skimming along the delicate skin of my neck.
“August,” Memphis warns.
I can feel the hysteria inside me coming to a boiling point with every inch of skin August teases with his teeth while his hips continue to buck into me.
“Please,” I beg, suddenly desperate. “Bite me, Alpha. I want it. I need it. Bite me.”
“August. Don’t—” Ridge begins, but he’s cut off by my pleas.
“Don’t listen to them. I want your bite. Do it.”
Memphis is fucking me hard from below as everything rises to a flashpoint.
“I swear to Christ, Aug—”
“Now, cousin,” Aug lifts his mouth from my throat and barks behind me.
They thrust in unison. Memphis settles deep, my body clenching around him as August forces his knot through the tight ring of my ass.
There’s fiery pain on my neck when Aug’s teeth bite into my flesh, and it’s like everything just explodes around me.
I come so hard my vision tunnels, and for a second I think I might pass out again.
Then suddenly the whole world comes back into focus as August lays me against his cousin’s chest. My hand flies to my throat, and I’m swamped with relief and heavy disappointment when I realize he didn’t break skin. He leans down, kissing the spot I’m still touching.
“Soon, baby. I’ll make it real soon.”
And just like that, the bubble of my heat pops, allowing a sense of utter calm to settle over me. The internal war dissipates with each breath, my thoughts becoming clearer despite the complete and total exhaustion rushing through me.
I’m not sure how long we just lie there, but somewhere along the line, Ridge and Lyon lie back on either side of us, and we all just soak up the peace surrounding us.
In a long-awaited moment of coherency, I stroke Memphis’ cheek.
“Thank you,” I murmur. “All of you.”
His hand brushes down my naked side. “You don’t have to thank us. We’re pack.”
He makes it sound so simple, but the small voice in my head is becoming louder the longer he stares into my eyes. “But we’re not. Not officially, anyway, yet you all were amazing, even with me being mostly deranged.”
He chuckles. “I can’t believe you bit Ridge on the hip.”
Burying my face in his chest to hide my blush, I mutter, “Ugh! Don’t remind me. I’m pretty sure the blood stained the carpet.”
“Lyon and I decided we’re having our marks tattooed as soon as we can leave the nest.”
“Oh god. I can hear the Darling rumor mill now.”
Memphis laughs. “I’ll admit I’m grateful you didn’t attempt that with me because I don’t think I would’ve been able to hold myself back.”
Lifting my face, I stare into blue eyes that look content, if a little tired. “Do you still want that?”
“Are you kidding? I’d love nothing more than to make you ours permanently.”
“Even with how I’ve treated you?” I shake my head, closing my eyes in embarrassment. “Memphis, I called you chicken shit assholes who couldn’t find my pussy even if it had a neon sign with an arrow pointing to it.”
Someone in the room snorts. My money is on August.
Memphis kisses me with his lips curved in a grin.
“Even with as many times as you insisted that fucking us changed nothing or shouted that you hate that you love us. None of that would make me decide against you. If given half a chance, I’d sink my teeth in so fast because that would mean I’d get to keep you forever. ”
A dark strand of hair falls onto his forehead, and I sweep it away as my finger traces his face.
Our combined scents, which have infiltrated every square inch of the room, should feel suffocating, but instead, I have one word on repeat in my head.
Pack. “There’s a part of me that wishes I hadn’t insisted on the opposite, while the rational part of me knows we have some things to work through before we take that step. ”
“As long as you’re still considering taking that step, that’s all we care about.”
August leans in and kisses the tender bite again. “How you feelin’, firecracker?”
Taking stock of my body with a clear head, I finally let a small smile spread across my face. “I think my heat may finally be over. How many days has it been, anyway?”
“Five, almost six days.”
My head snaps up, and I find August staring down at me.
“Are you fucking kidding? My heats have never lasted that long. What did you do to me?”
“Oh, so it’s our fault you were so needy?” My eyes narrow, but he quickly holds up his hands. “Yup. Sorry. Totally our fault.”
Memphis’ chest shakes with laughter.
“You know, baby, I’ve been curious about something,” August murmurs, lifting himself onto both hands, his chest still brushing my back.
“Oh boy. Here we go,” I mutter.
“Hey now... I was wondering when you started going to Bible study—”
Before he can finish that thought, there’s a flurry of motion, a loud crow, and then all hell breaks loose.
With their knots still locked deep inside me, the Alphas start waving their arms while Ridge and Lyon jump up and go on the offensive. There’s a lot of dick swinging, let me just say.
I’m still trying to figure out what the hell is going on when August calls out, “Goddammit, Memphis. Get your fucking cock off of me!”
I lose it. I’m laughing so hard I can’t breathe.
“Fuck. He’s going for my nipples. Someone get the damn rooster!” Aug cries out.
Memphis is just as gone as I am, and he holds me as the rest of them wrangle Houdini and save August’s nipples.
“How the hell did he get in here?” Ridge asks no one in particular.
“He’s called Houdini for a reason,” Lyon replies simply.
Just like that, the world is suddenly rightside up again, and even though I know that reality will rear its ugly head again soon, I eat up every second of the moments we have left before I have to face the real possibility of working through everything I’ve been ignoring.