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Chapter Forty-Five

Niall

T here truly was no rest for the wicked.

Or the horny.

For Ronan and Teal, Teal’s heat delirium triggered biological responses that allowed them to fuck and fuck and fuck despite their fatigue, driven by a primal need that fascinated Niall.

He’d seen the couple make love together so many times, shared their bed for quickies and all-night sex fests.

But he’d never seen anything like watching Ronan service Teal’s heat.

Since Niall, Jax, and Sorcha didn’t have the same endless energy the husbands did, they contented themselves preparing food, taking showers, and at one point urging Ronan to fuck Teal on the floor on his hands and knees so they could change the sheets.

It was odd to see Teal so completely out of it, but it was clear from his facial expressions and the range of moans emanating from his throat that he was good. Better than good.

The first rays of the sun had awakened Niall that morning.

He’d opened his eyes to find himself on his back with one arm curled around Jax and the other around Sorcha.

The men lay on his chest with their heads touching, their legs thrown over Niall and each other.

Ronan’s soft grunts attracted Niall’s attention, and he'd angled his neck to see the alpha blanketing a prone Teal, pounding into his ass.

“Morning,” Ronan said, as soon as they'd made eye contact. The word, whispered in the quiet room, was enough of a bullhorn to wake the other men. They rolled onto their sides, facing Ronan and Teal so they could watch the show too. Just before Ronan came, Teal’s face screwed up with his own impending release.

Sorcha scooted off Niall in time to slide down the bed and take Teal down his throat so he could swallow the other omega’s seed.

By late morning, freshly showered and fed, Niall felt his sexual interest resurfacing. He sensed Jax and Sorcha had a similar second wind, but all were content to go wherever the day took them.

The important thing was Teal, who, after weeks of terrible stress and months of hardship prior to that, seemed to be having an enjoyable heat.

The doctor had warned them to look for signs that Teal was in unusual distress during his delirium—inability to get his breathing under control, excessive sweating, or being unresponsive to penetration—but none of those things had happened.

Teal appeared blissed out, and his sounds of ecstasy were music to Niall’s ears.

Not just because they were pleasant reminders of the years he’d spent with this family, but because they were signs that Teal would be okay.

After High Court. After everything. And if Teal was okay, then they all could be.

“I can feel the entrance to his womb,” Ronan said later that afternoon, dick deep in his husband as the other three men lazed in the oversized reading chair in the corner. “It’s soft.”

Sorcha’s breath caught, and Jax stilled. All of them knew what that meant. This could be the breeding heat Teal so desperately wanted.

“Keep giving it to him, alpha,” Sorcha said forcefully. “Make him open for you.”

Ronan huffed. “I promise you I’m trying, little one.”

“Yeah you are,” Jax said, palming his own cock. “And it’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.”

Niall startled at his boyfriend’s candid words and Jax raised a hand to his lips, blinking.

Jax mouthed, I can’t believe I just said that out loud , and shook his head.

Jax’s words had an immediate effect on Ronan, who stared squarely at Jax as he snapped his hips forcefully several times before shooting his seed into Teal.

Niall sighed. There was something about watching the two dominant men engage in their push and pull that struck him to his core. Niall linked his fingers with Jax’s, grateful they’d traveled on this journey together. Jax was certainly not the beta who’d insisted on monogamy less than a year ago.

Thank goodness.

“I want to watch you fuck them both, Jax,” Ronan gritted out twenty minutes later. He’d eased his spent cock out of Teal with a kiss to his husband’s head, holding the delirious omega in the circle of his arms as he recovered, waiting for the next wave.

Niall wasn’t fully sure he understood what Ronan meant, but Sorcha had no such hesitation. He walked over to the bed and assumed a position on his hands and knees, directly in front of Niall. Arching his back like it was made of rubber, he dipped his head onto his elbows and presented.

“Please,” the little omega whimpered.

Niall stood and examined the slick leaking from Sorcha’s hole. He ran his thumb along the omega’s glistening thigh before bringing the sweet substance to his lips and sucking his finger.

From behind Niall, Jax also circled Sorcha’s hole—except he took his wet finger and worked it into Niall’s ass. Then he dipped it again, repeating the move, rubbing deep against the sensitive skin of Niall’s channel with each pass. Soon, both Sorcha and Niall had holes dripping with Sorcha’s slick.

With an encouraging grunt, Jax grasped Niall’s shaft and guided it to Sorcha’s opening as Sorcha sighed in relief. Once seated completely within the little omega, Niall paused.

And then, he began to fuck.

He thrusted powerfully into Sorcha, massaging his insides. Sorcha’s back bowed further, and he rested his forehead on his hands. He couldn’t do anything but take it.

“Now, Jax,” Ronan commanded.

Niall felt the head of Jax’s cock pushing into his ass. He welcomed the intrusion, loved that it was Sorcha’s essence guiding the way. Relaxing his muscles, he let the other beta sink into his body.

The three of them rocked together that way for a while, a train of love. Niall’s mind fell into the thrill of it all, fucking Sorcha while Jax fucked him.

He felt the brush of Ronan’s palms over their asses before the alpha murmured, “My beautiful, gorgeous betas. I never knew how much I needed you.” Niall melted at the words, and he felt Jax shiver.

Ronan continued his verbal onslaught as he ran a finger along Sorcha’s cheek. “My fierce little one, I am the luckiest alpha in the world to have found you, to have two amazing omegas to love.”

Even though Niall knew it was the heat hormones driving Ronan’s loose lips, his quiet declarations still detonated in the air. They felt like vows.

Niall and Jax slowed their movements. Their fucking evolved into a slow-churning lovemaking more fitting for the moment. There was so much emotion in the air between them, so much love and trust. They expressed it all with their bodies.

The next sound uttered in the room was Teal’s pleading, “ ungh .” He was in the moment with the rest of them, safe within their circle, even in his delirium.

“Teal needs you again, alpha,” Sorcha said.

Ronan nodded. He placed Teal on his back and bent the omega’s knees to his chest, entering Teal’s welcoming hole in one swift movement.

Ronan's eyes immediately went wide. “Fuck! Fuck!” he cried out.

Leaning his head down, the alpha tapped his forehead to Teal’s. He placed soft kisses on the omega’s mouth as he began rhythmically pumping into him, whispering words of devotion under his breath, along with another soft “fuck.”

That was when Niall understood.

Teal’s womb was open.