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AJ

“ M ore. More, Alpha, please. I need your knot so badly.” Grif’s whine cut through me.

“I’m going to knot you and fill you up,” I crooned, sinking my knot into his slick and needy ass. One hand stroked his hard cock, with the other wrapped around his throat.

He always looked so beautiful wearing my hand as a necklace as he begged for my knot.

“Come for me.” I took him hard and fast from behind, his hands and knees sinking into the pillows and blankets that littered the mostly enclosed nest.

Grif hadn’t stopped begging for my knot–and Verity–since he’d awoken. I had no idea what time it was or how long had passed.

Or where I’d put my phone.

“Alpha.” He came all over my hand as my cum filled his ass.

“I’m right here. You take me so good.” I’d never seen him like this. At least this felt like what a normal heat should be. Not the awkward, shitty heats he’d been unfortunate enough to have in the past.

Locked into him, I turned our sweaty bodies onto our sides. I snuggled him into me. Under the sweat, he still seemed feverish. His scent tinged with need, his perfume, and fuck me, alpha pheromones filling the room.

If I had less self-control, I’d be in a rut by now. But Grif only had me, and someone had to keep their head.

“Have some water. That’s it.” I tried my best to get him to sip while not spilling it, then took a deep drink myself.

The sheets of the small nest were sweaty and tangled. The pack size mattress sat on an enclosed platform built into the wall of a room in the attic. Three walls surrounded it, only one of which had a window.

The sloped ceiling held a skylight. Outside the sky was still dark but starting to lighten. A waterfall of tiny lights separated us from the rest of the cozy attic room, which had a soft rug, a giant couch, an ottoman, a fireplace, mini-fridge, and a bathroom.

“Where’s Dean?” he whined into one of the many pillows that littered the space. “I want Dean. Where’s Verity? I want Verity.” Grif’s hand flew out, searching for her.

“They’re probably sleeping.” I couldn’t believe Jonas just took her from the hospital like that.

Not that I expected him to leave her. That would be cruel. I’d hoped they’d stay in New York for at least a few days. I hadn’t expected Dean to go into heat, too.

“I need her.” Grif’s keen cut right through me.

“You have me. You’re okay,” I soothed, stroking his sweaty hair.

A new scent entered the nest. A growl ripped from my throat at the threat.

He’s mine .

“It’s just me,” Verity whispered.

“Kitten. Kitten.” Grif struggled against my knot. He stilled, realizing we were locked and it would hurt to wriggle out of it.

“Boundaries, Verity,” I grumbled. Shit. I must have forgotten to re-lock the door.

Her face appeared through the curtain of lights, as she partially intruded. “Grif, Tiger, may I please enter your nest?”

“Kitten. I need you so much.” Grif reached out, making grabby hands.

Verity awkwardly climbed in. She was completely naked, hair up in a bun on top of her head, and she had a bag in her arms.

“I brought some stuff.” She set a couple of things on the small shelf which had our water bottles, wipes, toys, and some snacks.

Then she dumped things on the bed. Items that smelled of the others in the pack.

Nesting materials.

I hadn’t brought any of those. It had been enough to grab what I’d packed and order some food to be delivered to the cabin when I realized that the advice nurse had been right. We’d barely made it to the cabin.

Nothing like driving curvy back roads in the dark with an in-heat omega crying for your cock.

At least it hadn’t been snowing.

There hadn’t been time to wash sheets or anything, and I was glad we’d left everything clean with a sheet over the nest to keep out the dust.

“Verity,” I growled. “We talked about this.”

“Not about if he has a heat. It’s different. You… you can be in charge. What happens here stays here. I’ll never mention any of it. Please, please, don’t keep me from him. I… I can feel him.” Her voice broke as she turned and gave me a baleful look.

Aw, shit. Unlike the previous times Grif had gone into heat, he now was bonded–not just to me, but Dean and Verity.

I’d sort of forgotten that.

No wonder Dean got pissed when I wouldn’t let him in the nest.

“Kitten. I’m right here.” Grif’s hands stroked her as she lay down facing him.

A big bandage covered her shoulder.

And a fucking bite mark marred her neck.

“Who bit you?” I snarled, jealousy overwhelming me.

Verity gave me a coy smile as she stroked Grif’s sweaty hair. “Jealous?”

I growled again. This one deep and possessive, rumbling through the enclosed nest. Her driftwood scent took on the sweetness of arousal as her blue-green eyes blew out with desire.

“Oh, that’s it,” Grif groaned. Verity crawled down and took his cock in her mouth.

“You didn’t answer me, Princess,” I growled, yanking on her poofy bun like it was a joystick.

Her eyes met mine, but all she did was bob up and down on Grif’s dick, her scent flaring with desire and need.

I didn’t have the patience for this. If I wasn’t still locked in Grif’s ass, I’d knot the brat right out of her.

“Oh, Kitten, that feels so good,” Grif finally sighed as she sucked him down like the good little cum dumpster she was.

She took his cock out of her mouth and kissed him, snuggling in to us. His contentment flowed through the bond.

Verity was his scent match. I suppose I could make an exception.

“Fine,” I sighed. “You can stay. You’re right, we never talked about his heat and it’s different. If he wants you here, you can stay.” I couldn’t fight this. It might make things a little easier if there were two of us anyway.

“Stay, Kitten.” Grif kissed her, then kissed me.

“It was Jonas who bit me. I lost control and tried to bond with him first. So I apologize in advance if I do anything awful. I… I…” She buried her face in Grif’s neck instead of looking at me.

“Bonding us isn’t awful, Princess. We know you love us. I hope you know that we love you right back.” I cupped her face with my hand, trying to reassure her.

It’s not that I didn’t want her here. I just was wary of her seeing that side of him. The side usually only I saw, especially without having talked to him about it first when he could fully consent.

Not that I doubted he would.

“You love me, Cow Boy?” Her look was so earnest it twisted my heart.

“I do, Princess.” I kissed her. “Also, I could very well take a bite of you before this is over. But I don’t apologize if I end up knotting you.” Preferably more than once.

My knot had loosened enough that it slid out of Grif’s ass and it twitched at the thought of having her. Taking a wipe, I cleaned us up as Grif and Verity made out.

“Alpha, I need your lock.” Grif pushed her onto her back and crawled on top of her.

“Careful of her shoulder,” I warned as she winced.

“Take me, Tiger,” she begged, spreading her legs.

I shoved a pillow under her, trying to keep the pressure off her shoulder.

As he fucked her, I slipped out to use the bathroom and re-lock the door. I’d let Dean in later, when I needed to grab some food.

When I returned to the nest, he was pounding her, joy on both their faces and in my bond with him.

“Alpha, knot me, please?” Grif begged.

“Do you need to be knotted and locked?” I growled into his neck. His ass was slick with need.

Getting on my knees, I straddled his legs and wrapped my arms around him, taking him with my cock, fast and hard. As I thrust in him, fucking him into her, I sucked on the bond mark I’d put on him.

“Alphas,” Grif moaned as he took both of us. “Yes. Alphas.”

“Grif,” she screamed, body trembling.

“I need your knot, Alpha, please,” Grif begged.

“Since you asked so nicely, my heart.” I pulled out all the way, then thrust into him, pushing my knot past his muscles until I was fully inside him. My cum shot out, filling him.

He leaned his head back so he could look at me and sighed contentedly. “Alpha.”

“I’m right here,” I soothed. My arms tightened around him as I planted a kiss on his sweaty forehead.

Verity watched us, licking her lips suggestively.

“Like what you see, Princess?” I taunted. Always the center of our attention, she’d never seen us fuck each other.

“So much,” she breathed.

Grif and I collapsed on top of her. I rolled us, careful of her shoulder. She snuggled into his chest. Her fingers caught mine and squeezed.

The three of us cuddled, my knot still locked in Grif. Verity alternated making out with Grif and licking the bond mark she’d left on him and hadn’t been able to properly tend. I’d been tending to it for her.

It was only a matter of time before he begged for us again.

Her look grew coy as she kissed his other bond mark, the one I’d made on him, sending jolts of pleasure through me, her eyes never leaving mine.

“Princess,” I warned.

Verity didn’t stop, her pink tongue tracing it.

Grif sighed in pleasure. “Kitten, that feels so good. I want to fuck you again. I really like being between the two of you.”

I twisted a little, my knot giving enough to withdraw from Grif.

“Princess, sit that ass on his cock now,” I growled.

My dick dripped with my cum and Grif’s slick. I grabbed the wipes and a bottle of lube.

Putting a bunch on my hand, I rubbed it all over that little ass that I itched to spank. Later. In this moment, I needed to knot her cunt, sink my teeth into her, and show her she was mine so I could go back to knotting Grif.

“Oh, come here, Kitten. I want to feel our alpha through you.” Grif’s hard cock dripped with slick and pre-cum. He turned and put some pillows behind his back, so he sat up against the wall of the nest.

I pressed the button on the ledge by the bed that closed the shade for the window, and then the one for the skylight, leaving us in darkness except for the fucking fairy lights and the gas fire.

“Take me, I’m yours.” She slid herself on his cock, her back to his chest, his arms wrapping around her.

Those blue-green eyes stayed on me.

“You bet your ass you are,” I growled, squirting lube on my cock and her pussy. My alpha rumbled to the surface.

I let out a growl. “Mine.”

Both of them were mine.

“Mmmm, I like that.” Grif nuzzled her neck as his hands toyed with her tits.

“I surrender, my king.” Her voice went breathy as she squirmed on Grif’s cock. She bared her neck to me, submitting, thighs spread to reveal her wet and glistening pussy.

“Good girl.” Without warning, I plunged my cock into her. Her pussy fluttered around me deliciously, and I could feel Grif’s cock through her walls.

Mine.

Another growl ripped from my throat as I conquered her mouth, punishing her with my kisses for letting someone besides Grif bite her before me.

I was her king. She was mine. I’d do anything for her.

“Oh, Kitten.” Grif trembled, kissing her neck and playing with her breasts.

As I fucked her, I caressed the not-yet-healed bond mark on her inner thigh. It looked angry, but Grif hadn’t tended it. I’d have him go down on her while I fucked him and give it some attention, so it healed.

Grif and I moved her between us as single-mindedness overtook me. I’d knot her and claim her.

She didn’t fight me. No, she moaned and writhed in pleasure, neck still bared to me, eyes closed. Not that I’d mark her throat. My claim wasn’t for the public to see.

Three of my fingers worked her pussy along with my dick to get her ready for my inflated knot.

The one time she’d taken a knot had been uncomfortable. Hopefully, this time would be better, especially with all the pheromones flying around.

“Grif,” she cried, body shuddering with pleasure, as her walls fluttered around my cock again.

“Don’t you dare lock me yet,” I snarled, removing my fingers from her. Thrusting, I pushed my knot all the way inside her while I rubbed her clit. “MINE,” I growled as she came again, my knot squeezing inside her as her pussy continued to milk me.

“Alpha,” Grif groaned. “I feel that. Fuck.” It was a half whine.

“Soon, Boo-Boo.” My hand wrapped around her throat. “Who do you belong to, Princess?”

“Yours, I’m yours, my king,” she moaned, as another orgasm wrecked her.

“Good. Now you can lock me,” I told her, not just enjoying this, but getting Grif’s pleasure through the bond.

“Alpha.” Her eyes were completely blown out with desire, scent full of need. If she wasn’t in rut yet, she would be soon.

Had she ever called me Alpha before?

I liked it. A lot.

Those muscles clamped around me and the breath whooshed out of me. I’d never been locked while I’d knotted someone before. Pleasure overloaded me.

“Alpha, Alpha, oh fuck.” Grif trembled behind her, probably cuming in her ass.

Roaring in pleasure, my hand tightened around her throat as I took her breast in my mouth and clamped down on it hard.

Mine. My princess. To love, cherish, and pleasure for always.

My other hand wrapped around Grif’s throat, my thumb caressing my bite mark on his throat.

Mine.

Both of them were fucking mine. They were part of me. I needed them like a fire needed oxygen.

Her blood filled my mouth. The bond between us ignited in my heart like gasoline on a flame. My princess lay right there in my soul, where she’d stay forever.

I’d absolutely make a life and some babies with her. Get that dog. Though I still wasn’t walking it.

“Mine.” I met her eyes with mine, as my grip on Grif’s throat loosened, but not hers.

“Alpha. Fuck. I feel all of that.” Grif’s voice was rough and needy.

A cute little growl ripped from Verity’s lips. “Mine.”

Leaning forward, she pushed us backward to the bed, me still inside her, my hand around her throat.

Her teeth sank into my pec, marking me back.

“Yes, take me, Princess. Show everyone that I’m yours,” I praised. My hand released her throat and wrapped around her bun, keeping her face in my pec. She needed to wear her hair like this more when we fucked.

“Alphas. That was intense.” Grif sighed, covering the both of us with his body.

Verity rested her head on my chest. “I love you both so much.”

“I love you, Boo-Boo.” Kissing his lips, I ran my thumb down his cheekbone. “You, too, Princess.” I kissed her, giving her bun a tweak.

They were both mine.

As their pleasure, their love, coursed through our bonds, I knew I was also theirs. Utterly. Totally. Completely.