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I HAVE TO admit that mind-blowing orgasm has done a lot to improve my mood. Even with being captured and locked up in this warehouse, I’m floating in a little glowy, happy place that is being intensified by the fact we’re all sharing it in the bond.

Deep down, I know I should probably be doing something to get us out of this situation. I need to talk Knight down, get him to take the cuffs off my mates, and we need to have a conversation, like adults, so that we can solve all of this.

But instead, I hold out my arms and I push out through the bond how much I want to be touching them, my men, my pack, my alphas.

And they come to me, getting to their feet even while their arms are cuffed behind their backs.

Soon, we’re all entangled, sort of on the beanbag chair and sort of on the floor.

We’re all kissing each other, and I’m tasting each of my men’s tongues and sweet, unique tastes, and I’m running my hands over their bodies, their chests and arms and abdomens.

Pretty soon, they’re all hard again.

I start sucking on Striker’s hardness while rubbing Calix and Arrow, and Knight, who has the best range of movement, kneels behind me and whispers roughly in my ear that I need to be a good omega and let him take off my pants.

I don’t stop him, just acquiesce and surrender.

Knight reaches around to run his fingers between the lips of my sopping wet pussy. He toys with my aching and needy clit while I try to take Striker deeper and tug Calix’s and Arrow’s erections.

“Omega,” says Knight, using his other hand to toy with his mark on the upper slope of my breast, “you are very, very wet. A pussy this wet needs an alpha cock, doesn’t it, baby girl?”

My mouth is full, so I just moan my assent.

“I’m going to fuck this wet little pussy,” Knight tells me. “And we’re all going to feel how good it feels through the bond, how much our pretty omega likes being jammed full of her alpha, and how good it feels for my cock to slide in and out of her slippery, tight hole.”

I practically crest. I just came, but I could come again.

“Fuck her, Knight,” says Arrow in a gravelly voice. “Fuck our omega, please.”

“Yeah,” gasps Calix, “yeah, she needs it.”

Knight slides the head of his cock into me.

I groan around Striker.

“Good girl,” says Knight. “Such a good omega, getting her pussy fucked. Take my cock, sweetheart.”

I take it, and he slides all the way deep inside.

Everything stretches, as if the colors of reality smear into each other, and we all gasp in unison…

and then it snaps back into place, and we hover there together, in a bright, bright world of intensifying pleasure, which gets more and more intense, growing and growing and growing until, we all tumble off into a full-pack orgasm, everyone at once, washing through us in pure ecstasy.

Knight doesn’t knot me, but he stays inside me as he gets soft, and I lay back against his chest. He holds me there as we all collapse against each other, out of breath, riding the waves of bliss we’ve found together.

“This is what we’ve needed,” Knight tells us, very serious.

I can’t find it within me to argue with that. I hum, happy, safe and sated, here with my life mates. I feel so close to them right now that it seems ridiculous we were all so distant recently.

I reach out to Calix. I stroke his face with one hand, and then belatedly realize my hand is covered in someone’s come, and I giggle and apologize.

Calix seizes my wrist and begins licking my fingers clean. “I don’t mind a little Arrow smeared all over me,” he says, grinning.

Arrow grins at him. “I’ll smear you any time you want.”

Calix laughs.

I sigh as he licks me clean. “Did you mean it?” I whisper.

His mouth pauses. “Mean what?”

“That you’ll stay?” I say in a tiny, tiny voice.

He doesn’t speak for a long moment. Then, he resumes lapping up Arrow’s release.

“I mean, you don’t have to,” I say, resigned to this, but sad. “It’s dumb to think we can solve all this with orgasms.”

“It is not,” mutters Knight.

“How can you still want me, omega?” says Calix, and I feel his shame and confusion through the bond.

I lift my head to look at him. “Calix, I have your bite and we’re mated. How can I not want you?”

He stops licking again, meeting my gaze. He looks practically devastated. “The way I was raised, if an alpha did this to an omega, had sex with another woman, it…”

“What?” I say in a low voice. “Would he be stoned to death?”

Calix sighs. “Well, no, not anymore. But it would be bad.”

“The way I see it, I have sex with men that aren’t you all the time,” I say. “If you really want other women, I can make that work. I just think we need to figure out ground rules, because…” I hunch up my shoulders. “It does make me kind of insanely jealous when it’s not one of our mates.”

“I don’t need other women,” he says immediately.

“But maybe you do,” I say. “Because you left the pack and you—”

“It wasn’t about that,” he says. “I wanted to feel special, that’s all. But…” He shuts his eyes. “The truth is, I feel more special and more desired and more at home in this moment than I pretty much ever have. Let me stay, please.”

“You never have to get permission from me for that,” I say. “I don’t decide that for you. You decide that for yourself.”

“Look,” says Arrow, “relationships change with time. We don’t have to nail everything down forever. Calix is the youngest of us. He never had a monogamous relationship.”

“I have never had a monogamous relationship,” Knight scoffs. “Neither has Striker.”

“Uh, that’s not true,” says Striker. “I mean, I never had a committed sexual relationship, but it’s not like I didn’t sort of try dating before I took the plunge and became a priest.”

“Whatever,” says Knight. “Not everyone needs that.”

“Okay,” says Arrow, “you don’t need that, and I know that I don’t need that ever again.

But maybe Calix does. Maybe we can give him space to go and explore that and still have the pack here to come back to…

or not, if he doesn’t want it. Things are going to change as we all mature. When Lotus has a baby—”

“If I have a baby,” I interrupt.

“If you have a baby,” says Arrow carefully.

He touches me. “I want to come back to that, but let me finish my sentence.” He addresses everyone.

“If we have children, our relationship will change, and we may all feel differently about things. That doesn’t mean that it’s the end of what we have.

What we have… I don’t get the feeling it does end.

It’s forever. That’s what a life bond is. ”

“Mmm,” says Striker, nodding. “It’s security. Humans need that. We need choices, too, but choices make us insecure and unsettled. We need some parts of our lives that are secure, things we can count on. And we’ve lost sight of that, of how much we can count on this, our pack.”

Wow, he’s right. I’ve been so focused on so many other things. Kyvelki’s prophecy, my fertility, all of those unknowns. It’s made me forget the sweet, wondrous foundation I have here.

“But, Lotus,” speaks up Arrow, “to go back, do you want to have babies?”

“I don’t know,” I say. “I’m twenty-five years old. I want… a choice. That got taken from me. I want the choice restored.” I look at Striker. “Like you’re saying, we all need choices.”

I feel a surge of goodness in the bond, agreement, all of us settling together. It’s very nice. I writhe into the sensation of it, feeling supported and loved and accepted.

Then I lift my head. “Knight, what you did, it’s not cool. You took away our choice. You forced us here.”

“Whatever,” says Knight, banding an arm around my waist and holding me tightly against his firm chest. “You guys all talk too much and you think too much. We need each other. End of story. That’s all that matters.”

“Well,” says Striker, “that matters, but it’s not all that matters.”

Knight snorts. “You’re just making it complicated.”

“It is complicated,” says Calix ruefully.

“But I think you’re all right. What we have together is simple.

I’ve been fighting it, because I thought it was boxing me in.

But if you guys mean it, if we can have this—us—and still have choices?

I want that more than anything on earth.

I’ve never had—” His voice breaks. “I’ve never had a family like this, people who love me, who won’t turn on me if I do the wrong thing.

My mother cut my off. My father—well, he never could even acknowledge he was my father without causing tension in the pack.

And when I left, they turned their backs on me.

I want to trust you all, I really do, I just…

I don’t know if I know how to trust like that. ”

“We’re going to teach you,” says Knight. “And if you get confused again, I will kidnap you, tie you up, and feed you my cock until you get it.”

I can’t help but laugh.

“You know, that’s actually sweet of you, Knight,” says Calix, smiling up at the other alpha. “I fucking love you, Knight, do you know that?”

“I do know that,” says Knight. “And I love you, too. I love all of you. Because you are all mine .”

I giggle, wriggling into his body. “You’re right, Calix. He’s a caveman. He’s just going to club us over the head and drag us into warehouses by our hair whenever he feels like it.”

“Damned straight,” says Knight.

“Okay, so, about the cuffs?” says Striker.

“Oh,” says Knight. “Are we done? Or do you guys want to talk this to death for twelve more hours?”

I yawn, feeling a sleepy warmth trickle into me from the bond and our shared happiness. “I think there’s going to be a lot of talking in our future, yeah.”

Knight groans.

“But now, sleep would be nice,” I say. “Can’t we go sleep in our nest, the nest I made for us, the perfect, good nest? Please, Knight?”

“I worked very hard to make this place comfortable for you guys,” says Knight.

“Mmm, let’s agree I’m better at nesting than you,” I say with another yawn.

“I mean,” says Knight, “that’s not fair. You’re an omega. You have nesting instincts .”

“You have good instincts too,” says Striker to Knight. “We wouldn’t be what we are without you, Knight.”

“We wouldn’t be what we are without each and every one of us,” says Knight seriously. “I need all of you. And you guys, no matter how much you worry, you need each other, too.”