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I would have thrown my head back if I could, but Crux kept me in place. Halo rocked her sexy hips in a dance, making sure I felt every pulse, every twist, and every buzz of the toy that was just for us.

She sucked my nipples, her tongue circling, her teeth nipping, and I felt so beautiful as she did, like some sort of nature goddess or a nymph or something.

She ran her tongue up my engorged throat, and I knew Crux could feel it.

Her tongue went to the lobe of my ear where she whispered words meant only for me.

“I’m so proud of you. Look how far you’ve come, how strong you are. Look what your body can do. You’re so amazing my beautiful little omega.”

Halo could have fucked me non-stop for a thousand years and I wouldn’t have been as aroused, or felt as loved as those words made me. I came, and when I did it was sudden, unexpected and took all my senses, including my consciousness.

When I woke, I was curled up in my chair and swaddled in my favourite white blanket. My throat was raw but in a good way. It seemed for now I had hit a lull in the heat cycle and took a nap. Movement caught my eye. It was Crux, laying in my nest, naked.

“You’re awake,” he said when he noticed me.

“Where is everyone?” I uncurled from the chair and my foot ended up nudging Rowan, who was sitting on the floor by my chair.

“Sorry,” Rowan scrambled out from underfoot and stood up. He was in his boxer briefs.

“Getting food,” Crux sat up. “How are you feeling?”

The question only reminded my body of the state it was in, what time it was, what I craved. Instead of words, I started to pant, and I could feel my blood, my skin run hot, and the volcanic ache within begin to erupt.

“Help–”

Rowan picked me up out of the chair and carried me the short distance to the bed where Crux wrapped me in his arms.

“We got you, bluebird.”

I kissed him like I was starving, then turned my head to kiss Rowan, who was behind me. The three of us were a tangle, and my panting shot hot breath into their possessive alpha growling. But, there was something that I wanted.

“Wait,” I managed to pull away from them. They stared at me, their eyes dark but electric with desire for my slick omega pussy. I knew it wasn’t my heat that was making my cheeks scalding hot, but my desires. I forced myself to keep my wits long enough to tell them what I wanted.

Maybe Crux read my thoughts through the bond because he asked, “What do you want, Skye?”

My insides shuddered at the thought, but my desire for it was stronger than my embarrassment. “I want Rowan to make love to me,” I admitted. “And Crux… I want you to fuck Rowan.”

They exchanged a glance, sizing each other up, gauging one another.

“I think it would be really, really, sexy,” I confessed. “I won’t make you do…” My sentences began to break apart as my civilized mind began to burn away in my biological heat. “Anything you don’t want… I just… it’s… hot.”

I winced and hugged my stomach as an unexpected heat spike stabbed at my core.

“The lady wants what she wants,” Crux finally said, pushing Rowan towards me. “You know what to do. Get as much slick as you can and get yourself nice and wet for me.”

I moaned at Crux’s words, at the smoky timber of his voice and my body obliged with his request as drops of my omega slick seeped out of me.

Rowan scooted to me and parted my legs. I shifted from my kneeling position onto my ass and opened my thighs for him.

Under the darkened gaze of my two alphas, I couldn’t stop the flow of my omega juices if I wanted to.

Rowan cupped my pussy and stroked. The wet, kinky sounds filled the room as I puddled into his palm and streamed between his fingers like I had wet myself.

“Good girl,” Rowan said. “Give me all the slick you can. Every delicious little drop.”

God, who was this alpha and where had he been all my life? I loved this side of him.

Rowan drew back his hand and slicked himself up between his cheeks, while Crux leaned in and I ground against his hand, crossing his palm with my wetness.

I whimpered in yearning, needing to be filled and Crux’s fingers could so easily just slide inside me.

A second whimper escaped as Crux took his hand back and stroked himself, anointing his cock with my slick.

Rowan positioned himself between my legs as I lay on my back while Crux loomed behind him like a shadow.

A sigh of pleasure and relief escaped me as Rowan’s unfamiliar and perfect length filled me.

I placed my hands on his shoulders and lifted my heels into the air as he began to move inside me.

After a few accommodating thrusts, a new heaviness set in.

Rowan’s shoulders curled under my hands and he moved his hips back as Crux sank into him, his face a mask of concentration.

We were all still for a moment, even my hot panting breath quieted in anticipation for what would happen next, or who would make the first move.

I yelped in surprise as Crux thrust his hips, bucking Rowan into me.

I wrapped my legs around them, my heels sliding along the contours of Crux’s ribs as he thrust over and over into Rowan’s tight ass, his bulging knot slapping over and over into the other alpha’s cheeks.

Sometimes Rowan bucked back, giving as good as Crux gave before pistoning back into me.

Meanwhile, I was a mindless chorus of yes and more and fuck, fuck him, fuck me .

My fingernails sank into Rowan’s skin, imprinting it with crescents that matched his bite mark on the back of my neck.

A small army of tiny waxing moons scattered along his shoulder blades.

I leaned forward and kissed the spot where Severen’s bite still dented Rowan’s neck, and ran my tongue over it. Rowan shuddered between us.

Crux bucked hard, with no warning, and Rowan’s knot was enveloped by my eager, pleasure-hungry body.

The knot stretched me so perfectly, filled me even better.

I strained over Rowan’s shoulder to dance my tongue with Crux’s, his scorching breath pushing down my throat.

When we parted, we were both breathing heavy.

Crux grit his teeth as he looked at me and I knew what he was thinking, what he wanted, what he was craving.

I nodded, and said, “Say it.”

The look in his eyes was pure vulnerability. I ran my hand through his hair and cupped his head in my palm.

“It’s alright,” I said, my voice broken by breaths and the skips of my entire body being bounced around. “Say it.”

Crux swallowed and looked at Rowan’s profile.

“I want to bite you.” The words were halted, stilted, controlled by the motion of three sets of hips and lungs.

We all knew what this meant. Rowan and Crux would have a connection all their own, one the rest of us in the pack couldn’t skim or feel or decipher.

I squeezed my thighs around the two alphas, feeling their power between my legs, waiting for Rowan’s answer.

I watched Crux sweeten the offer by running his tongue over the bite mark, licking up the shine of Rowan’s sweat and my saliva.

I felt both in his body, and his aura, Rowan’s full-body shiver.

He tilted his head to the side, exposing his neck in offering.

Watching Crux’s teeth go into Rowan’s skin was one of the most erotic things I had ever seen.

Tiny rubies of blood beaded up, to get diluted and lost in the mixture of saliva and perspiration and the heat of the moment.

I leaned in and pressed myself to Rowan, touching him with every part of me that I could, marking him as mine with my scent while Crux did the same with his teeth.

The orgasm that ripped through us simultaneously was like a seismic event.

None of us could contain the explosive pleasure and we were all helpless, and just let the ecstasy take us over.

I screamed and arched off the bed as Rowan spilled into me while Crux spilled into him as their auras invisibly co-mingled.

The energy of the room had changed.

Everything had changed. The three of us had changed.

I lay there, my heat cooled for the moment, listening to the two alphas in the nest with me breathe in their quiet sleep.

I knew what they had both needed. I knew they needed each other.

Crux needed someone to let him be vulnerable with, and Rowan needed extra connection to fully heal the damage that lingered like an echo in his aura.

They both needed someone, come hell or high water, that wouldn’t let the other drown.

And I knew that when I next woke up, everything would be different, but for the better.

The scent of food drifted in the room. Chicken?

Something like that. It hit us all at the same time, beckoning us awake.

We groaned and stirred. Crux ran his tongue over his reddened teeth and swallowed.

Rowan kissed my forehead and pulled out of me, his knot calm and soft now. They helped me to my feet.

Wrapping the white blanket around my shoulders, I tested my legs to see how rubbery they were. I was able to stay on my own two feet. We ventured out of my nestroom and to the stairs.

Severen was the first to notice us. “Looks like you had a good time.”

“We did,” I said, noticing Severen eye the fresh bite mark on Rowan’s neck, and slightly misaligned with his own. “What’s for… lunch? Dinner?”

My stomach growled so loudly it was like I had swallowed an angry tiger whole.

I was famished. Of course I was, before my heat, all I had to eat today was a single piece of vodka soaked melon.

Crux, in jeans, passed me a take out box and a pair of chop sticks.

I smiled at the happy little cartoon bao bun on the box. “Cute.”

“Smells good,” Crux poked at his own take out box. “I have a hard time trusting food trucks, though.”

“You’ve never had Bao Down?” Rowan was astonished. “Damn, they were a tradition for Indigo’s heats. They’re good for protein and carb loading. Keeps the energy up.”

I wolfed down my first bao bun, so hungry I didn’t even chew, I just swallowed the entire thing in one go. The three male alphas stared at me, stunned. When I realized what I had done, I giggled. “Excuse me.”

Halo came out of her room, showered, hair braided and wearing an easily removable tank top and cut off sweat pants.

“Smells good in here.” She swiped Crux’s chopsticks from his hand and picked out a dumpling from his container, and popped it in her mouth before Rowan passed her a fresh box. She stole a quick glance at Rowan’s neck but said nothing.

We settled around the dining table.

“How are you feeling?” Halo asked.

“Starving,” I said, picking a new bun. “Feverish. Thirsty. Throat’s sore, but I like it.”

As if commanded to do it, Severen went to the fridge and grabbed a fresh icy bottle of water, cracked it open and passed it to me. Without a word, I drank, feeling both obedient, and parched. The cold water was so incredibly soothing.

We ate, and I crammed as many bao buns into my stomach as I could until I was finally satiated. The warm, filling food was a cozy comfort, almost like a hug.

Clean up was halfway through when I began panting again, and couldn’t stifle the whine that escaped me. “...alpha?” I asked, requesting one of them, any of them.

It was Severen who scooped me up into his arms and returned me to my nest, my chair, and as soon as he put me down in it, my blanket fell away and we all remembered how naked I was.

I turned and put my knees on the seat. Kneeling on the chair backwards, I jutted out my ass, my chest heaving with each panted breath.

“Alpha,” I begged again, slick sliding down my thighs. “Please. I need your knot.”

“Who do you want, bluebird?” Crux asked, his voice smooth and teasing.

“I don’t care,” I mewled, wiggling my butt in anticipation.

“Anyone. I just need it.” I was panting so deeply that my tongue lolled out between my pink lips, and a drop of saliva shivered on the tip, stretched down, and stayed there until the thread broke and the tiny crystal drop landed on my nipple.

Someone was at my ass and I purred in anticipation as his cock slid between my thighs to bask in fresh slick.

Then, he was inside me and I could tell from the unfamiliarity that it was Rowan.

I leaned back into his chest and he hugged me from behind as his hips pumped and he fucked me.

I turned my head, sought out his mouth and pulled him into a passionate kiss.

And then…

The five of us went absolutely wild.

Somehow I ended up draped across the chair’s arms, one alpha inside me and both my hands working knots as I drowned in Halo’s silky pussy as she sat on my face.

Severen held me in his arms, my knees over his shoulders as he fucked me hard while Crux buried his knot in my tight, needy ass.

On the bed, on all fours, pinned in place and unable to move because of the three knots, one in each of my holes.

There was no logic, no linear progression, just heat, and rut, and lust. My heart pounded hard enough that we could all hear it.

My body was on fire, then quelled by the knots, only for the temperature, the burning need, to rise again.

But with a fourth alpha in the pack, with Rowan, I was never alone, not for a single moment. My demands were fulfilled the instant they were brought into existence. I was truly cared for, safe, loved, and healthy.

My pack and I, we were home.