Chapter 32
Flora
My heart pounded so loudly, I was sure all three alphas around me could hear it, clear as day.
I stared blankly, my mouth fully open, and I had to force myself to shake off the stupid expression as I felt that rising tide of heat within me.
As I looked back and forth between Spencer and the others, I tried to wrap my head around what he’d just said.
Did Spencer just—No, no way.
“I… Did you… What’s happening right now?”
God, I sounded so stupid, but before I could fluster my way through another incoherent sentence, Spencer stalked forward, pressing me back against Chase, who’s lap I was still sitting in.
I became incredibly aware of what I must look like, my hair a mess as I fought to catch my breath.
Chase and Bear had just blown my mind, and I was convinced I was dreaming.
And Spencer had walked right in and asked to join me for my heat.
“What do you want?” Spencer asked, his voice thick with need. His usual calm-and-collected demeanor started to crack, his breathing rapid, nose flaring.
“You,” I admitted in a small voice. “All of you.”
“Then you have us,” Spencer said softly.
“Forever,” Bear agreed, watching me intently with a look of adoration that made my chest stutter.
“Mine,” Spencer growled, his grip possessive.
“Ours,” Chase agreed, and I could feel his smile pressed against my shoulder as he spoke.
With his hands hooked under my ass, Spencer pulled me forward. I was instantly exposed, but I didn’t care at all. That ache was rising to the surface again as Spencer looked at me like he might eat me.
“Did I miss something?” Spencer’s voice was firm, controlling, and for some reason I was loving it.
I shook my head.
“What does it look like I’m doing?” I met Chase’s chest again as the alpha in front of me took hold of my legs and angled them up and out, pitching me backward.
My cheeks burned, and then Chase’s hand was around my side, finding my breast with those long fingers and teasing my nipple through the fabric of my thin T-shirt, just as Bear had done moments before.
A wave of need rushed over me, making my head spin, and even I could tell how my perfume flared brightly.
Eyelids fluttering closed, that urgency filled my blood again, and I started panting.
Chase’s spiced ginger scent was all around me, the pumpkin bread smell of Bear still clinging to my skin, and now Spencer’s peppery notes filled in the gaps.
Oh God, he smells so damn good…
A low growl rumbled through the air, going straight to the primal part of my brain and making me squirm in Chase’s lap, my legs utterly useless as Spencer gripped them.
Warmth hit the inside of my thighs, reminding me how exposed I was, and I couldn’t keep from glancing down, my eyes landing on Spencer’s ferocious stare.
He didn’t say a word, and without looking away, Spencer leaned in, hovering his mouth over my slick-covered skin.
The moment he touched me, his tongue sliding through my folds and gathering up my taste like he needed it to breathe, my brain ceased to function.
Sparks burst through my nerve endings, and I whined as Spencer twirled his tongue across and around my clit.
“Ugh!” I was going to burst, and heat smoothed down my body, the lingering ache all but disappearing.
Chase’s breath danced against my neck. “That’s so good, honeybee. Our precious omega, letting us take care of you.” His praise fueled the internal fire of arousal, pairing with Spencer's devoted attention like a fine wine.
How is this happening?
But caring about the logistics that led me here didn’t seem important in the slightest when I was so very close to coming again.
The grumpiest of my alphas was apparently also damn good with his mouth, and I couldn’t stop myself from burying my fingers in his hair as he ate me out, while Chase’s erection pressed against my ass.
Then something squeaked on the other side of me, and I realized it was the couch springs as Bear crawled up next to us. His massive hand took hold of my other breast over my shirt as Chase continued to tease me, and then his warm lips were on my throat, nibbling gently.
“That’s right, sweetness. You’ve got nothing to worry about. We’ve got you.”
I could hardly think, let alone respond. Tension seized hold of my spine as the magnificent swirl of Spencer’s tongue pushed me over the edge.
“Oh God!” I cried out, coming hard, the noise bouncing off the walls of their apartment.
Before I could even catch my breath, Spencer yanked me off Chase’s lap and pulled me against him. I was dizzy and slick, clinging to him as he did something below me, then sat on the couch with me in his lap. That was when I felt the smooth steel of his cock as it brushed against my folds.
Oh, holy shit. He’s… How am I going to…?
“You’re in control this time.” Spencer smirked. “Use me, princess.”
Being given permission to do whatever I wanted was heaven, and I immediately sank down onto his length.
The head slipped past my folds, and I gasped.
But, God, I didn’t want it to end. I gripped Spencer’s shoulders, my eyelids squeezed so tightly, and began to instinctively rock up and down, easing myself lower and allowing myself to stretch around the considerable thickness of his shaft.
The stretch was painful, but in a good way. I craved it, needed it.
“Fuuuck,” he ground out, his fingers digging into my hips as he helped me.
Bear’s hand smoothed up and down my back, and I sensed Chase behind me, nuzzling into my hair.
“Look how good you are, gorgeous.” Chase’s whisper rumbled through me, making goosebumps ripple across my skin. “Taking Spencer’s cock so well. God, you’re beautiful.”
Kissing my neck, Bear reached his other hand between Spencer and me, pinching my nipple through the tee and mumbling, “I don’t think I’ve ever seen anything sexier, little omega. Damn, I could do this all day.”
Considering my heat was about to hit in full force, that was a good thing.
Because I had a feeling we were going to be spending a lot of time in my nest. Anxiety gnawed at me.
I had experienced one heat and that had been a lonely, painful affair.
I had gotten my prescription for suppressants immediately after.
I needed more of Spencer, though; his erection was only partly sheathed within me.
The ache was picking up steam, and I slid down deeper, gasping happily as I fully took him, his knot rubbing against my needy clit.
That hungry growl tore from Spencer again, and he began to move beneath me, pumping up and down.
So much for me being in control. Still, I couldn’t find it in me to care when he thrust in at an angle that made me see stars.
Every bit of me stretched around his cock, filling me so profoundly, and I gripped onto Spencer’s shirt as he bottomed out, the edge of his knot starting to press in. God, I wanted that. I wanted him to sink all of it inside me as I came again. I needed it, craved it like my body craved oxygen.
Spencer’s rhythm picked up speed, and I could sense him responding to me.
He gripped my hips so tightly, gliding that magnificent shaft in and out as he snarled and grunted.
It was so animalistic, but I could tell that Spencer was purposefully holding back, avoiding being too rough with me.
Something about that made my chest feel light, my nerves singing.
And then his cock hit that perfect spot inside me, and I cried out. “Fuck! Oh God, now. I need your knot. Now.”
“Flora, I don’t—”
“Shut up and knot me,” I growled, cutting him off.
Riding him, I worked myself down, not letting the alpha take this away from me.
The sensations were too much, too all-consuming, and I needed that fullness, having his knot buried inside me as he emptied himself.
A low chuckle left Bear, and I felt him squeeze on my nipple again, knowing that it went straight to my clit.
“Better do as she says.” I could hear the smile in Bear’s voice as I rushed toward an orgasm. “Our little omega knows what she wants.”
“So fucking hot,” Chase added.
That pained grumble poured out of Spencer again, and then his cock kicked inside me, and I whimpered, collapsing onto his chest as I mumbled, “Please, goddammit. Now.”
And then he did.
Spencer’s knot worked inside me, and I broke apart in a massive wave of euphoria, my pussy fluttering around him and pulling out his own release.
So good.
The alpha sighed; his audible relief and unbridled pleasure had my head spinning. I’d never heard Spencer make a sound like that, and if I were honest, I absolutely adored it.
I could have listened to it for hours, but of course, overwhelming exhaustion took over, and I could hardly move as I caught my breath, my cheek pressed to Spencer’s chest. I knew it was probably my upcoming heat and the post-climax elation, but neither of us tried to move.
He just wrapped his arms around me, letting me fall asleep as Chase and Bear whispered wonderful words of praise.