Chapter 48
River
Roman pulls away as Nash moves closer to my head.
“More,” I beg.
Holden moves between my legs, peppering kisses across my stomach. Nash carefully moves the hair away that’s fallen on to my face.
“You want to take my cock in your mouth? Show your alpha how good you can suck it,” Nash growls.
I nod, gazing up at him through my lashes as I open my mouth, eager to take what he’s offering.
“On your knees, Omega,” Holden orders, asserting dominance as if he were an alpha. “Nash, get under her.”
The three of us move quickly, getting into position. Nash strokes his cock, precum leaking from the tip, calling to me. Sticking out my tongue, I swirl it around the tip, licking up the precum before taking his thick shaft into my mouth.
“No,” Roman chastises. “I said one at a time.”
“I want them both,” I demand, taking control of my heat for the first time. “I can do it,” I pleaded.
“Okay,” he relents.
Holden runs his fingers through my pussy, pumping one, then two fingers into my channel, while placing the palm of his free hand firmly on my back.
“Fuck, she’s so tight, even after taking your knot, Roman,” Holden exclaims.
“She’s perfect, isn’t she?” Roman’s deep voice rumbles from beside me.
“More than perfect,” Holden replies as his fingers slip from me, causing me to whine.
“Please, fuck me.” All I can think about is them. All I can smell are their scents surrounding me, and I want them. I want to make them mine. Mark them for the world to see.
“As you wish,” Holden says, before pushing his cock deep inside of me.
We move in a synchronized rhythm. Holden burying his cock deep within me as I suck Nash’s cock.
My beta doesn’t have a knot, but he’s giving me everything that I need.
That I desire. A buzzing sound fills the space as Roman moves closer to me, leaning his head down so that his lips are flush with my ear.
“Ready for a little more fun?” he purrs mischievously.
Guess he found the vibrator that was on the end table.
“Yes,” I mumble around Nash’s shaft as he groans in response.
“Fuck, she’s sucking me like a pro. If she keeps it up, I’m going to come in her mouth,” Nash purrs. The thought makes me happy. Proud that I can take care of my Kismets.
Holden picks up his speed as my world begins to spin when Roman places the vibrator on my clit.
Everything intensifies and my body is on fire.
Just as soon as he places it there, he removes it, a soft chuckle at my groan of disapproval.
He continues with the sweet torture, teasing me with the vibrator only to stop just as quickly.
A gentle push and pull, edging me so close to the brink of orgasm.
“Come for your beta. Soak his cock in your sweetness,” Roman orders, as Holden thrusts his cock deep inside of me, stilling as we both come together. Nash’s cock slips from my mouth, my body so overcome with emotions that I can’t continue.
He slips from beneath me, allowing me to collapse on my nest as Holden slowly pulls out of me, his cum spilling from me.
“Fuck, that’s beautiful.” He groans. I should be sated, having come twice, but my body still wants more.
It’s almost as if Nash senses it as he lays down beside me, rolling me on top of him. I straddle his waist, as he grips my hips, lifting me slightly as he places his cock at my opening and I slide down his shaft.
“Ahh,” I moan as he slowly pumps his hips upward.
“It won’t be long, baby,” Nash whispers. “Watching you fuck my brothers, seeing you come undone by them, has me hard as hell. I promise next time I’ll take you slow.”
His promises of more have my heart giddy.
With each thrust he buries himself deeper inside of me, his fingers digging into my flesh as he grips me tightly.
He buries his knot within me as it inflates, locking in place and we both orgasm at the same time.
My body slumps forward, and he wraps his arms around me as I bury my head in the crook of his neck.
I fight the urge to mark him, even though it’s all I want.
The room grows quieter. The only sound is my breathing.
My body eases, relaxes, as happiness takes over. My mind and heart both content as trust weaves itself gently back into the parts of me that had long forgotten what safety felt like. My hands rest on his chest as fatigue takes over, and I drift off to sleep. Happy to have these three men around me.
For the first time in what feels like forever, I’m not bracing for what’s coming next. This time I’m choosing what happens. I’m choosing Roman, Nash, and Holden. I’m choosing to take these men as my Kismets. As my pack.
***
Three days later
The haze of my heat has finally lifted, and I feel nothing but happiness and security. I didn’t bond anyone else, even though it’s all I craved. But now, I plan to make it happen.
“Thank you,” I whisper as I curl into Roman’s chest, drawing tiny circles on his back, while Holden’s pressed firmly against my back. “Thank all of you.” “For what?” Nash asks, from where his head is resting on my lower leg.
“The three of you showed me how amazing a heat can be. Something wonderful. Not just painful and something to fear. You renewed my trust in men, in a pack, and I’ve made a decision.”
“What is it?” Nash asks, sitting up.
Holden moves from behind me, sitting up as well, allowing me to shift my body so that I can gaze at all three of them.
“There’s nothing I want more than to bond with the three of you. For you to bond with me.” I lower my eyes, allowing a small sliver of doubt they’ll say no to sink in, before pushing it away.
“Are you sure?” Roman asks. “We don’t have to rush. If you need time, we’re willing to wait. I can wait to complete what you started,” he clarifies.
“I’m not rushing. There’s not a doubt in my mind it’s what I want.” I angle my body toward Roman. “Will you complete the bond with me?”
Roman sits up, pushing my hair over my shoulder before taking hold of my head and pulling me in for a kiss. Soft and sensual. There’s no rushing with it. He’s making it last.
“I’d love to,” he mumbles.
He pulls away from me, lifting his finger to trace along the Arcane bond.
“I hate that you feel this defines you. That you felt you had to cut yourself to remove it.” He leans in and bites down on top of the black hideous mark.
His teeth sink into my flesh, painful at first, but it quickly turns intoxicating as the bond locks into place.
He pulls away, and it feels as if there’s an invisible thread linking us together.
“It’s beautiful,” Roman whispers huskily.
My eyes drop down; his teeth marks have turned into a shimmery translucent opal color, but that’s not all. The black veiny threads that were part of the Arcane bond are there, but now they’re the same opal color.
I don’t even know I’m crying until the wet tears hit my hand.
“Don’t cry, baby.” Holden wraps his arm around my waist, pulling me to him.
“They’re not sad tears, they’re happy ones. Can I bond with you now?” I ask, needing his permission. I’d never want him to bear an Arcane bond mark.
“It’s all I want, River.”
I turn to face him, coming up on my knees as he smiles at me. “Can we do it at the same time?” he asks and I nod, wanting nothing more than to do that.
He takes my arm, bringing it to his mouth, as I place my mouth at the base of his neck.
“On the count of three. One. Two. Three,” he says, and we both bite down. Painful at first, but quickly replaced by an overwhelming calm. When we pull apart, we’re both marked.
“You don’t even have to ask. The answer is yes,” Nash quickly says.
“Lay back for me,” he whispers huskily. He takes hold of my legs, spreading them, as he crawls between them, his tongue licking along my sweaty, slick-coated thigh.
He stops at the scars from my cutting and bites down, marking me.
Replacing an old part of my life with the new.
When he’s done, I happily return the favor, marking him in the same exact spot.