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SKYE

I blinked the tears of excitement from my eyes and my heart hammered against my ribcage as we drove along the beach-side road. To the left of the road was a grassy slope that gradually became a beach with the purest sand I had ever seen.

“I can’t wait to swim in the ocean,” I said, my tone dreamy. “I’ve always wanted to.”

“You can do it every day if you want to from now on,” Severen said. He kissed my temple.

“We’re just about there,” Crux said from the driver’s seat.

To the right were the houses with a magnificent view of the unobstructed parts of Port Haven’s Ceto Bay.

A twenty minute walk from would take us to the pier.

We rounded a bend in the street and there it was, perched elevated on stilts, with an L- shaped staircase leading to a massive porch.

Our new beach-side home. I could barely catch my breath.

Crux parked the Jeep in the driveway and I hopped out of the car, my bare feet touching sun-warmed concrete. Eagerly I raced up the steps to the door and grabbed the knob.

“Skye, you forgot something?” Severen called after me.

I peeked over the balcony railing to see him standing on the drive, dangling the house keys pinched in his hand.

Behind him, Crux was unloading a box from the back of his dark blue Jeep Wrangler.

I gave Severen a come hither finger and he climbed the steps.

He handed me the keys and I unlocked the… our… house.

Before I could step inside Severen lifted me off my feet and held me bridal style.

“I’d hate myself if I missed this opportunity to carry you over the threshold.”

I smiled and kissed him, running my fingers through his soft brown hair. Severen could be such a romantic.

He stepped into the house with me still in his strong arms. The front door entered into a slightly lowered little foyer, perfect for containing sand and other beachy mess.

Then to the immediate left was the open concept kitchen with an island and marble top counters.

It lead into the dining area and door to the back porch.

To the right was the living room. I could already picture our big television mounted over the electric fireplace, and our spacious sectional, coffee table, and chairs, like our furniture was made for the room.

Severen carried me up the staircase to the second floor and brought me into the biggest empty room.

“This will be the perfect office for your writing,” I said.

“Absolutely not,” Severen said. “This will be where we make your nest.”

I kissed him again as he lowered me to my feet. I felt the rumble in his chest and both of our scents spiked. His dark, strong coffee and rich wine scent, and my blueberry, blue bells and cornflower scent mingled together as our kiss deepened and his hands roamed over my slender body.

“I’d really appreciate some help unloading the Jeep,” Crux said as he walked into the room with a big box labeled Nest in his arms. “If I have to be the responsible one, we’re all fucked.”

I broke the kiss and left the warmth and strength of my pack lead’s embrace. I walked over and ruffled Crux’s hair.

“Don’t you want to try out my new nesting room? Make sure it’s big enough?”

“The moving truck will be here in about an hour,” Crux said.

“Then, we have fifty-five minutes,” I teased.

I turned toward Severen again. “Do you recognize the dress?” I did a small twirl on the ball of my foot and the skirt fanned outward, exposing my thighs.

For sentimental reasons, it was my favourite dress.

White, with bunches of calligraphic blue flowers printed on it in a pattern that was reminiscent of a bone china tea set, it held a very special place in my heart.

The only response I got from Severen was a growl of arousal. “It’s the dress I was wearing when you first bit me,” I said, then I reached for Crux. “And you, I chose a sun dress for easy access.”

I slid one thin ribbon strap off my shoulder, then the other, and let the dress fall and unveil my naked breasts. Crux’s eyes went from brown to black in an instant. His breathing shifted and his grave-earth and whiskey barrel scent burned through the sea-salt smell of the beach air.

“Gentle,” I reminded him, as the dress rolled past my hips and dropped to the hardwood floor.

I lowered down and bundled the dress, resting my knees on it.

Crux undid his jeans and behind me I heard Severen do the same.

I took Crux in my hand, and sucked on the tip, maintaining eye contact with him.

“So gentle,” I whispered, my other hand caressing his sack as my tongue circled the head of his dick.

When aroused, Crux sometimes had a bad habit of being difficult to control, or knowing his own strength.

It had been a real concern when we first met, and he and I both had to take medicine to control ourselves while we waited for the wedding night.

He had become much more disciplined in the year and a half since we had been bonded and the Heller pack had bonded me, and I had become much more perverted.

I ran my mouth along the length of him, lips wet and pursed, then drew the flat of my tongue along him.

“Severen is going to take my pussy,” I told Crux. “And you get my warm, wet mouth,” I bit my lower lip and grinned. “And my soft, slippery hands.”

Electric-eyed, Crux nodded.

Severen lowered himself to his knees and grabbed my hips.

He pushed my ass up but I reached between my legs to collect my slick to make my hands nice and slippery for Crux.

I put him in my mouth and took him about half his length.

Whatever I couldn’t take with my mouth and tongue, I tended to with my hands.

My wedding ring swinging on the chain around my neck caught the sunbeams that streamed through the open window, and glinted off the mixed metals, the slick, and the saliva dripping off my chin.

As Severen entered me, I moaned, and Crux shuddered as the vibrations from my throat rolled through him. Severen thrust, I jolted, and Crux got sucked off.

I adored being used at both ends by two of my alphas.

I moaned and whimpered, unless Crux hit the back of my throat which I loved because it felt just slightly dangerous.

Like I could choke or something. I never have, and I’ve never taken a knot in my throat.

That sort of kinky stuff was still too extreme for me.

I pulled him out of my mouth and tongued the seam of his sack before taking one carefully in my mouth, rolling the surface of my tongue over it, always looking up at him, while my hand ran up and down his shaft.

Crux was fragile, and needed extra care.

I think he still didn’t quite believe he was capable of being loved.

“Oh, fuck.” He gripped my strawberry blonde hair in his hands as I played with him.

I wiggled my hips, rolling them against Severen’s pelvis to heighten the sensations.

A broken moan escaped me as I panted hot breath.

It seemed no matter how quick or deep I panted, I couldn’t catch my breath.

I became light headed, reasoned thought giving away to pure pleasure.

“Get on your knees, Crux,” Severen said, each word capped by a panting breath.

Crux did as his pack lead ordered. With both alphas on their knees, my body naturally leveled out and it was easier for the three of us to move. Severen slammed into me over and over, his hips slapping against my ass and bouncing me forward with each thrust.

“I’m gonna come,” Crux panted.

I nodded, and moaned encouragement, my palms rolling and sliding against him, my drool slowly dripping onto my hands, to join the rest of the dampness keeping him slippery.

Severen’s fist joined Crux’s in my hair, and the three hands held my head in place.

“We don’t want to make a mess of your nice new room. You’re going to swallow all of it, right, you sexy little omega?”

I nodded again. I was going to swallow down every last drop.

I looked through my lashes up at Crux, meeting my sky-blue eyes with his.

Crux always looked at me in a special way.

His colour-blindness muted almost every colour there was, except for blue.

He could see my eyes, and my natural omega perfume was blueberries and blue-bell flowers.

He made me feel special in a way no one else ever could.

Keeping myself stable with one hand on the hardwood floor, the other pumped and swirled up and down his shaft while my head bobbed and sucked and licked until I tasted the hot spill of his seed.

I murmured mm-hmm , to let him know yes, this was what I wanted.

I sucked as Crux continued to come. When his hands eased their delightfully aching grip on my hair, I knew that his peak had subsided. I let Crux withdraw from me.

He cupped my chin and kissed me on my wet mouth, our tongues dancing.

“You’re such a good girl,” Crux praised me. “Swallow down your pack lead next.”

Panting, heart hammering, I nodded. Severen ran his nails down my naked back then pushed on my neck, pinning my chest to the floor. He hammered into me and I reached between my legs to toy with my clit and send electric pleasure through every nerve.

“You’re going to come before you even have a taste of me,” Severen said.

Pinned to the floor, ass in the air, pussy soaking wet, dripping and filled, I nodded obediently. “Yes, alpha.”

Feeling Severen not only through my body but also through the bond between us was ecstasy.

Every time felt like the first time we ever made love, and it always felt as special and meaningful.

He was my pack lead, my alpha, my mate. Out of all the omegas out in the world Severen Heller and I were meant to be.

These feelings, this knowledge was even more erotic to me than the actual physical joining together.

My breath hitched, and my body became light, fight and electricity and air as Severen smashed the orgasm into me. All I knew was pure, complete euphoria, immeasurable rapture. No omega could possibly feel the pleasure I felt in this moment.

Patiently, Severen stayed inside me as I came down from my orgasm and slowly reclaimed my senses. I curled into my side to look at him and offered a weak smile, then opened my mouth and produced my tongue, just as Crux instructed me to do.

Severen pulled out and, if he had pushed his knot in me, the abandonment would have been profound, but he hadn’t because we didn’t have time for knotting. With his fist wrapped around his cock in front of his knot, he walked up to me, then knelt on the floor.

Shaking, I propped myself up on my hands as he guided his length into my awaiting mouth.

I sucked and bobbed, the heat of his shaft alive and tantalizing on my tongue, against my cheeks.

I focused my gaze on his face as my pink lips pressed to his knot each time I bobbed my head forward.

With a hand, I massaged the bulge at the base of his penis, stimulating his precious, sensitive knot the way my alphas taught me.

My alpha grit his teeth suddenly and he filled my mouth with his salty release with undercurrents of coffee. I took it all, swallowing it down and not spilling a single drop of his delicious pleasured offering.

When I knew he was clean, I withdrew him from my mouth and placed a kiss on the very tip of his member.

“That’s just a preview,” I purred. “Wait until we set up the bed.”

The alphas were trekking back and forth, unloading the moving truck and carting boxes to the rooms where they belonged while I unpacked and organized the kitchen. Every upper cabinet was open and waiting while I unwrapped the dishes and placed them neat and orderly.

“Halo might have had the right idea, traveling instead of helping us here.” Crux groaned as he shifted his hold on a box and hiked up the steps again. “Smart lady.”

“I know. It feels so weird not being on a shoot with her,” I said.

Normally I was at her side during a gig, making sure she had everything she needed and looked perfectly flawless, like a good little assistant would.

I was so excited to move into our new house that I decided instead to forgo the trip in favour of nesting.

Halo told me she understood. It was in an omega’s nature to make their home their nest. I smiled softly, and stretched to put a stack of plates in one of the cabinets.

I flexed my jaw, which felt unusually stiff. Maybe I overworked myself with my alphas. I picked up another stack of plates and the world seemed to spin…