Chapter Forty-Five #4
He groans against my shoulder, hips stuttering for just a second before he pushes in as deep.
His knot swells hard and fast, locking me open around him.
I cry out as the thick bulge stretches me wide, my pussy clenching down in tight, instinctive pulses around it.
Lex buries his face in my neck and comes with a low, guttural sound, hot pulses of cum flooding deep inside me while my walls milk him.
The sensation is overwhelming. His essence keeps pouring into me in heavy, endless waves, so much that I feel it filling every inch of my pussy until there’s nowhere left for it to go.
The hot, creamy thickness coats my walls, spills around the base of his knot, and leaks down my thighs in slick, messy pulses as he keeps coming.
He lowers his head and bites down hard on my shoulder, right next to Sera’s mark, teeth sinking deep enough to break the skin once more.
Pain and pleasure explode through me in the same breath.
The moment his bite locks in, I feel his essence flooding my mind and body.
His love, his fierce need, the years of holding back, all crashing into me at once through the forming bond.
With a broken whimper, I turn my head and bite him back, sinking my teeth into his bicep until I taste copper. Our bond snaps fully into place. I feel him completely. Every heartbeat, every surge of possession and devotion while the three of us lock together as one.
Lex stays locked inside me, breathing hard against my shoulder while his hand strokes slowly up and down my side. Sera rests her forehead against mine, both of them holding me as I tremble between them.
Lex’s voice is hoarse when he finally speaks.
“There we are,” he says quietly, almost in awe. “All of us. Finally.”
Aubrey
I’m deep in my heat, but I can still see my omega clearly.
Espie is on her back, legs spread wide while Sera lies between them, licking slow and deep into her soaked cunt.
Sera’s hips roll back to meet Kev’s slow thrusts as he glides in and out of her, his hands gripping her waist. Espie’s fingers are twisted tight in Sera’s dark hair, her mouth open on soft, broken moans that make my chest ache with how good she sounds.
They both look shattered in the most beautiful way.
And I’m on my hands and knees between my alphas, riding Ezra’s thick cock in my ass while I open my mouth wide for Lex.
They’ve positioned me perfectly. Ezra’s strong hands grip my hips, controlling every movement as he fucks me deep and steady.
Lex is on his knees in front of me, one hand in my hair while the other feeds me his cock inch by inch until the head nudges the back of my throat. I feel completely owned.
Every time Ezra thrusts forward he shoves me harder onto Lex’s cock, forcing me to take him deeper.
Every time Lex rocks his hips he pushes me back onto Ezra’s length.
I feel them both moving inside me at once.
Ezra stretching my ass so wide it burns, Lex heavy and hot and thick on my tongue.
Drool is slipping from the corner of my mouth and sliding down my chin, but I can’t bring myself to care.
My body rocks helplessly between them, my ass clenching greedily around Ezra with every stroke.
God, this is what I needed. These males. My alphas. They’re bringing me back to life.
Ezra’s knot catches at my rim with every thrust, rubbing and stretching me, promising to lock me open if he’d just push harder. I pull off Lex’s cock, spit trailing from my lips as I reach back and wrap my hand around Lex’s swollen knot, squeezing it tight.
“Ezra… Lex…” My voice comes out hoarse and desperate. “I want you both. I want your bites. I want you to claim me. Bond me. Please—make me yours.”
Lex groans above me, his hips jerking into my fist. Ezra’s grip on my hips hardens, fingers digging in hard enough to bruise.
“There’s no question, Aubrey,” Ezra growls. “You’re already ours.”
Lex’s answer follows right after. “We’ve wanted you like this since the day we met. You’re ours, omega. No question at all.”
Ezra grips me tighter and drives forward in one powerful thrust, forcing his knot past my rim.
I cry out as it locks inside me, stretching my ass so wide it sends sparks through my entire body.
He reaches around and wraps his fist around my aching cock, stroking me hard and fast in time with his short, grinding thrusts.
Lex slides back into my mouth, and I suck him desperately, moaning around his length while Ezra works me from behind. My thoughts are a haze of heat and need. Please. Claim me. I don’t want to be empty anymore.
Ezra leans over my back, still thrusting, still stroking my cock. His breath is hot against the side of my neck.
“Come for us, Aubrey. Let us feel you.”
I come hard, cock jerking in Ezra’s fist as I spill across the nest in thick pulses.
My ass clenches around his knot, milking him.
Ezra groans and pushes even deeper, grinding his knot as far inside me as it will go.
At the same time he sinks his teeth into the side of my shoulder, biting down hard to claim me.
Lex pulls his cock from my mouth the second Ezra bites.
I barely have time to gasp before I reach back blindly, grabbing Ezra’s forearm and dragging it to my lips.
I bite down hard, tasting blood the instant it hits my tongue.
Ezra shudders violently above me, a deep, broken groan rumbling against my skin as the bond between us snaps into place.
His essence floods through me, locking into every part of my being like it was always meant to be there.
Before the rush can settle, Lex leans over me from the front and bites the opposite shoulder, teeth sinking in right beside Ezra’s mark.
I moan around Ezra’s forearm as Lex shoves his own thick forearm into my mouth instead.
I bite him back hard, my teeth piercing his skin as his blood coats my tongue.
Lex’s essence tears through me right after Ezra’s, full of his quiet intensity.
Their combined claims explode through my body at the same time, burning through every nerve until I feel nothing but them.
Their love. Their hunger. Their need to keep me safe and whole.
It pours into me until the bond settles deep and final inside my chest.
They’re mine. I’m theirs. The emptiness isn't swallowing me anymore.
I’m still trembling when Lex finally speaks, voice low against my ear.
“Ours forever, Aubrey.”
Ezra presses a kiss to the fresh bite on my shoulder, still locked inside me.
“Always.”
I know without a doubt they mean it. And for the first time in years, so do I.
Espie
Lex flicks a switch as he makes his way to the kitchen.
The smart glass surrounding our nest clears and the first light of morning spills across the patio, gold bleeding into soft pink and that pale, clear blue that only lasts a few minutes.
It touches my skin gently, warm and direct, and I close my eyes and let it land.
Aubrey makes a low, sleepy sound beside me and presses closer into my side. I shift to pull him in tighter, breathing in the steady cedar of his scent.
Ezra is carefully rewrapping Sera's hand. She watches him with a quiet sort of tolerance, eyes half-lidded in the sunlight. She doesn't pull away anymore. I don't think I'll ever stop noticing that.
I look toward the greenhouse at the back of the yard. The glass catches the early light, and I see the basil has grown again. The sight makes something soft and full unfurl in my chest.
Kev's hand moves slowly over my arm with a warm, damp cloth.
He's been doing this for a while now, working from my shoulder down in long, unhurried strokes.
The cloth feels good against my skin, still sensitive from heat, and every pass of it makes me aware of how present I am in my body. Not braced. Not waiting. Just here.
I lean back into him a little and feel the quiet weight of his contentment sink into me. He pauses long enough to press a kiss to the top of my head, then continues.
“I'd like to plant a vegetable patch along the left fence. Wide enough for tomatoes and beans. Raised beds. Three or four,” I say.
“Then that's exactly what you will have,” he says. “And I can't wait to eat everything when it's grown.”
Lex appears with a small tray and settles beside me, his thigh pressing warm against mine. He picks up a piece of cheese and lifts it to my mouth.
“Good choice. That corner gets the best sun,” he says, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear.
He feeds me a cracker next, and when I take it our fingers brush. I turn my hand and lace our fingers together.
Ezra glances up from Sera's hand. “You need a proper potting bench in the greenhouse. Right height. With storage underneath.”
“I'll make one,” Lex says at the same time Kev says, “I'll find you one.”
They look at each other. Aubrey's soft laugh rumbles against my shoulder. Even Sera's mouth curves.
They are all inside me. Aubrey's warmth closest, Sera's presence still learning its shape, Kev steady and deep, Lex quiet and thoughtful, Ezra already planning three steps ahead.
Every bond sits inside me, distinct and alive.
I'm full in a way that has nothing to do with heat and everything to do with them.
My old fear has gone quiet.
Kev leans in to kiss me. When we part, Lex is watching with a small, pleased smile. Ezra looks quietly satisfied. Sera's eyes are on us too, something soft and complicated in her gaze.
Aubrey pulls me against him. “It's far too early to be thinking about vegetables. Go to sleep, omega, and we'll plan the potting bench later. Right after a bath. And dinner. And more sleep.”
I press my face into his neck and settle. My alphas curl around us. The sun climbs slow and warm over the garden, and one by one, we sleep.
Aubrey
I don't know how much time has passed. It doesn't matter.
My heat has broken. The sweat on my skin has gone cool, and the ache that lived in my pelvis has dispersed.
Everything in me has settled. I am resting with my back against Kev's chest and Sera's arm is across my waist and her bond is present in my sternum, Kev's alongside it, both of them permanent and mine.
I had good alphas once. Thomas, Matteo, Liam. They were kind and funny and they held me through every heat with their hands and their scents and their patience, and they never made me feel small for needing it. I carry them with me. I always will.
I thought they were a once-in-a-lifetime thing. I thought the best had already happened.
Espie laughs at something Lex said. I don't know what it was. The sound of her laughing is enough. She is beautiful and she is mine and she is laughing, unguarded, and that is everything I wanted for her.
Ezra has the tray of food again. He is moving through the nest, passing out water bottles. He hands Kev a glass and Kev drinks half and presses the other half to my mouth and I drink. The water is cold and I'm thirsty.
“More, please,” I say.
Kev pours another glass. I drink the whole thing and eat three strawberries from Ezra's hand and the hollow that heat leaves behind starts to fill in.
Sera has her head on Kev's shoulder and her bandaged hand resting in her lap.
The corner of her mouth moves. Not quite a smile.
Close enough. She turns her palm up and laces her fingers through mine.
Her bond hums steady where it lives under my sternum.
Kev's does the same from behind me. Each bond distinct — Espie the warmest, Sera newest and still settling, Kev calm and steady, Lex carrying an edge of wonder, Ezra already cataloguing. All of them real. All of them mine.
Espie's weight is on my chest and Kev's warmth is at my back and the fairy lights are still on and the plants are breathing around us and all six of us are woven together into a scent that has no gaps in it.
Six months ago I sat in a chair at the OHC and could not find a single reason to come back. Now I have everything to live for.
Espie rests against me. Her breathing evens out in under a minute. She is asleep. The gardenia coming off her has soaked into every blanket, every cushion, every breath in this nest. This is just what the air here smells like now. It always will.
The rest of the pack draws in. They settle around us. Kev's warmth at my back. Sera's scent at my shoulder. Lex and Ezra filling the spaces.
I pull Espie closer and close my eyes.
All of my bonds are in my chest, each one distinct, and all of them say the same thing.
Home.