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Chapter 33

Ava

Ethan goes up onto one elbow, leaning over me as he keeps kissing me. I’m messy with cum and sweat and slick, and the entire room smells like sex, but he doesn’t seem to mind any of that. Honestly, if the way he’s purring is any indication, he likes it a lot.

So do I.

I never quite understood the nesting instinct that would occasionally rise up in me despite the black-market heat suppressors I took, but now I do. Because this room, with its dim lighting, fuzzy blankets and pillows, and hazy atmosphere of sex and desire, has created a perfect haven that nothing outside can penetrate. In here, nothing else matters but me and these four Alphas and the growing connection between us.

I was already starting to grow much closer to all of them, but here in this room, speaking in low voices in between rounds of sex, I feel like all of our facades are being stripped away. I’m seeing the truest and most real versions of them, and they’re seeing the same in me.

And none of them are running.

When Ethan draws back to look at me, his green eyes lock with mine, and there’s so much warmth and happiness in their depths that it makes my heart skip a beat.

I whimper, the spike in my emotions making the desire in my veins surge higher too, and he chuckles, dropping his head to kiss me again as his fingers trail down the front of my body. He finds my pussy and fucks me slowly and steadily with two fingers, working me up with slow deliberateness until I’m writhing and moaning into his mouth.

“Do you want to come on my fingers or my cock?” he murmurs against my lips.

“Both!” I gasp, clutching at his arm as I try to grind harder against his touch.

He laughs quietly, his toasted marshmallow and cinnamon scent surrounding me like a warm hug. “Good answer. I can do that.”

I expect him to start fucking me faster with those long, talented fingers, but he keeps up the torturous pace, waiting until I’m mewling and writhing beneath him before he finally presses firmly on my clit with his thumb. This time, he doesn’t tease me or drag it out, and my orgasm cracks through me like a bolt of lightning as the pad of his thumb slides over my sensitive bud.

I’m still shaking in the aftermath, the muscles of my inner thighs clenching as I squeeze my legs together, when Ethan grabs my hand and brings it to his cock, wrapping my fingers around his length. He’s hard and hot against my palm, and I bite my bottom lip as he drags my hand up and down his length.

“You feel what you do to me?” he whispers roughly.

“But I’ve barely done anything.”

“You exist. That’s enough.”

My gaze flies up to meet his, and I blink away the emotional tears that sting my eyes.

Oh my god, these Alphas . I don’t know how they always know the right thing to say, how they’ve managed to work their way into my heart in such a short time, but I’m starting to realize that it doesn’t matter. It doesn’t matter if it’s logical. It doesn’t matter if I’m falling headfirst into something I never thought I wanted.

All that matters is the way I feel, and the way I can tell they feel.

Lifting my head a little, I find Ethan’s mouth with mine, kissing him deeply. He settles between my legs, and I keep my fingers wrapped around his cock as I guide him to my entrance. We both sigh contentedly as he sinks inside me, and I’m grateful for the amount of slick my body has produced, because although I’m a little sore, it mostly just feels amazing to be filled up again.

“You feel so fucking incredible. So tight,” Ethan groans. “Like you were made for me.”

His hands burrow into the hair on either side of my head, and he cradles my jaw as he starts to move, dipping his head to sample my lips between thrusts. It’s slow and easy at first, nowhere near as frantic and desperate as the first time he and his pack mates claimed me after Dante brought me home. But although the heat builds slowly, it’s no less scorching, and after several minutes, I’m gasping with each deep thrust. His movements become sharper and harder, his hips snapping forward to bury his cock inside me over and over again as I rock beneath him.

My breasts bounce with each thrusts, and his gaze drops to them, his pupils expanding.

“So pretty,” he murmurs. “God, you’re addicting.”

“She truly is.”

The sleepy, raspy voice from beside us draws my attention, and I turn to look at Garrett, who’s watching his pack mate fuck me with hooded eyes. My stomach clenches with a rush of need, and my pussy must tighten around Ethan’s cock, because the man above me lets out a choked grunt.

“I love how turned on you get by all of us,” he says, never breaking the pace of his strokes. “You want Garrett to watch me fuck you? Or do you want him to join us?”

One thing I’ve started to notice about all four of these Alphas is how often they follow my lead. Unlike Marcus, who was always forceful and demanding, these men ask me what I want all the time—and are usually more than happy to give it to me, whatever it may be.

And this time, there’s not even a moment’s hesitation before I answer.

“I want him to join us,” I say, my voice coming out in choppy gasps as Ethan keeps fucking me. “I want you both inside me.”

Ethan’s hips stutter, and he bottoms out inside me and then goes still. “You mean… you want him in your mouth?”

I shake my head, squirming against Ethan to try to get more of that incredible friction I was feeling. “No.”

“Then where, gorgeous? Use your words. I want to hear you say it, and I’m damn positive that Garrett wants to hear it.”

“I want him in my ass,” I whimper. “While you’re in my pussy. I need both of you. I want you to knot me at the same time.”

Garrett lets out a low, hungry purr that goes right to my clit. He curses under his breath, and I’m aware of him and Ethan exchanging a look above me. Then, in one smooth move, Ethan flips our positions, shifting onto his back and pulling me with him so that I’m on top.

“Relax on top of me,” he commands, tugging me down so that my upper body is draped over his. He feels perfectly deep in this position, his cock throbbing inside me, and I shiver at the sensation. “There you go. Good girl. Garrett’s gonna get you all ready and open you up.”

As he speaks, Ethan grabs my hips, working me up and down gently on his shaft. At the same time, Garrett slides into position behind me. Large, calloused hands grip and massage my ass cheeks, and when he spreads them wide open, baring my back hole to his view, I mewl and grind harder against Ethan.

“You’re so fucking wet already,” Garrett growls. “You’re a mess, little one. You’ve been dripping all over Ethan’s cock, haven’t you?”

I nod, burying my face against Ethan’s chest, kissing and nipping at his firm pecs.

“But you could still be wetter,” Garrett continues. “I’ll help with that.”

Before I can ask him what he means, I hear him spit. Something warm and wet lands right on my puckered hole, and I inhale sharply, my toes curling at the sensation. He spits again before releasing his grip on one of my ass cheeks to slide a finger inside me, and I’m practically crawling out of my skin from how good it feels.

“More,” I plead as he starts to thrust his finger in and out. “I can take more. Two fingers. Three. Please!”

“So greedy,” he chuckles. “Is it really my fingers that you want? Or is it my cock?”

But he does what I ask even as he teases me, sliding a second finger inside me and spreading them apart to stretch me out. The feeling of fullness is so intense that it sends me crashing headlong into an orgasm I didn’t even see coming.

“Fuck! Oh god!” I cry out raggedly.

Ethan fists my hair as I come, tilting his head down to kiss me, and Garrett fucks me through it, his breathing harsh behind me. When I finally go lax in the aftermath of the climax, he uses the opportunity to work a third finger inside me, making my ass burn from the intrusion.

“Too much?” he rasps.

“No!” I shake my head, my heart hammering hard in my chest. “Keep going.”

He does, and I lose track of how much time passes as they work me into a state of bliss between them, Garrett’s fingers in my ass and Ethan’s cock in my pussy. When Garrett finally pulls out at some point, I make a frustrated sound, but he just leans down to press a kiss to my temple.

“Don’t worry, little one,” he promises in a low voice. “You won’t be empty for long. I’m gonna give you my cock now, just like you want.”

The smooth head of his dick presses against my back hole, and although I’ve never done this before, my body doesn’t protest. He’s clearly done a good job preparing me—although my body is so hungry for him that I’m not sure I’d even care if he hadn’t. The small amount of discomfort is completely overshadowed by the rush of intense pleasure as his cock slowly enters my ass.

“Breathe,” Ethan murmurs, and I blink, sucking in a gulp of air. I didn’t realize I’d stopped breathing until he pointed it out.

“You too,” I whisper back, and he laughs softly. My hands are braced on his chest, and I feel it move beneath my palms as he inhales. He looks almost as close to falling apart as I feel, and I know it’s got to be taking all of his restraint to keep from fucking up into me as Garrett works his way inside.

Finally, Garrett’s hips are flush with my ass, his cock buried entirely inside me. I squirm between them, impaled completely and so full that my eyes are rolling back in my head. My tongue feels frozen in my mouth, my mind like mush as I struggle to remember how to speak well enough to tell them what I need now.

“Move. Please!”

The words burst out of me, and I can hear the desperation in my voice. My Omega scent perfumes the air, and both Ethan and Garrett respond immediately. They were gentle as they worked me up to this, but now they don’t hold anything back. Garrett pulls back and then thrusts hard into my ass, and when he pulls back again, Ethan punches his hips upward so that his cock sinks deeper inside me than I think I’ve ever felt it before.

“Yes. Fuck, yes!”

My fingers curl against Ethan’s chest, and I brace myself as well as I can, my arms trembling from the effort of staying upright. I feel like I’m about to float out of my body, a buzzing kind of euphoria filling my veins until I’m almost electric with it. Garrett’s rough grunts and Ethan’s muttered curses mix with my gasps and whimpers, the perfect soundtrack to the wild, primal way they’re fucking me.

Their thrusts get harder and deeper, making me cry out each time one of them bottoms out, and it suddenly strikes me that there are other noises in the room—hungry, masculine sounds that aren’t coming from either Garrett or Ethan.

I blink, forcing my eyes to focus as I look over and see that both Dante and Caleb have woken up and are watching us. They’re both murmuring appreciatively, their gazes tracking every movement as I rock between their pack mates.

Their scents hit my nose, stronger and more potent now that they’re awake and so fucking turned on, and I feel like I’m bathing in the delicious smells of bourbon, dark chocolate, cinnamon, sweet cider, and sex.

“Oh god, I’m gonna come,” I breathe, the sudden rush of sensation stealing my breath. “I’m gonna… oh… oh… ohhhh ….”

It hits me like a thousand pound wrecking ball, knocking the remaining breath from my lungs. Ethan holds my hips, keeping me in place as he and Garrett pound into me, and when their knots inflate at nearly the same time, I let out a full-throated scream.

“Fuck, you’re so damn tight ,” Ethan bites out, his temple gleaming with sweat as he drives himself upward one last time, lodging his knot inside me.

The warm rush of his cum fills my womb as Garrett grunts something unintelligible behind me. The knot in my ass feels more foreign than the one in my pussy, and with both men buried to the hilt, I can practically feel their knots rubbing together through the thin barrier that separates them.

It’s so much, so intense , that it takes me several long moments to sort through the flood of sensations. The men give me time, running their hands over me, soothing me with their touch, and whispering words of praise. At first, it’s just Garrett and Ethan touching me, but as the full body shudders of my orgasm start to subside, Caleb and Dante move closer, their strong hands joining the others until I feel like I’m being touched everywhere.

“You’re doing so well, baby girl,” Dante whispers, dropping his head to press a kiss to my temple. “Such a perfect, strong, beautiful Omega. No one could take their knots like this. No one but you.”

His words make me shiver again, my ass and pussy clenching hard, and Garrett and Ethan both groan.

“You feel that?” Caleb catches my chin, turning my face to look at him. “You’re ruining my brothers. Right here. Right now. You’re ruining them for anyone else.”

He moves closer, his lips meeting mine, and at the same time he kisses me, Dante works a hand between me and Ethan, finding my clit with the pads of his fingers. He applies just enough pressure to end up on the pleasure side of the pleasure/pain divide, and I moan into Caleb’s mouth.

A sudden urge rises up in me, and I lift one hand from Ethan’s chest and wrap it around Dante’s cock. Garrett seems to read my mind, because he loops an arm around my torso to hold me up as I reach for Caleb with my other hand. I’m truly encapsulated by the four of them like this, and my hands slide over Caleb’s and Dante’s shafts as Caleb slips a hand down to help his pack leader work my clit.

I’ve never felt as connected to the four Alphas as I do in this moment, and I don’t hold any part of myself back, trusting Garrett to hold me up as I give myself over to it all.

My hands move a little jerkily, and I’m sure I’ve given better hand jobs—but I’d never know it from the way Dante and Caleb react, their nostrils flaring with heavy breaths as they pulse against my palms.

“So good,” I whisper, dragging my bottom lip between my teeth. “So fucking good. Make me come again. I’m so close.”

“So am I,” Caleb admits, his voice strained.

“Fuck. Me too.” Dante presses his lips together, and both men’s fingers move faster on my clit, circling it and pinching it.

Suddenly, the gathering tension inside me bursts in a haze of bright white light, blocking out everything else. Garrett tightens his grip on me, keeping me steady as my body jerks and stiffens. I’m coming and coming, a wave that feels like it’ll never stop, but I fight through the haze as I drop my head and lean to one side to wrap my lips around Dante’s cock.

“Ava…”

He purrs my name, the sound pouring over me like liquid sex, and I suck his tip, swirling my tongue around it as he strokes himself to climax. His release hits my tongue, and I moan hungrily, swallowing each jet of cum. On my other side, Caleb’s breathing has grown harsh and choppy, and I release Dante with a wet pop and turn toward Caleb next. He moves closer, shifting his stance a little to give me easier access, and I take him into my mouth too. It only takes a second for him to explode, his taste mingling with Dante’s on my taste buds.

I’m mewling like a kitten, sated and starving at the same time, and I slide my tongue over his velvety mushroom head, somehow unable to convince myself to release his cock from my mouth. It’s hard to describe exactly why , but I need it here. I keep suckling on his length even as he slowly softens, the small knot that formed as he came deflating.

“You need to rest, sweetheart,” he murmurs softly, stroking my hair.

I whine, shaking my head as well as I can with his cock still in my mouth. He chuckles, and I’m vaguely aware of him sharing a look with the other Alphas. Then he grips my chin and draws back, sliding his shaft out from between my lips. I make a pitiful, frustrated sound, and he chuckles, dropping his head to kiss me and seeming unbothered that I have the taste of Dante still on my lips.

“Don’t worry,” he whispers. “We’ve got you. We know what you need.”

He lies down beside Ethan, settling into the nest of blankets and pillows, and Dante’s strong hands grip my shoulders, guiding me down gently so that I’m half draped over Ethan and half draped over Caleb, with Garrett still behind me. My face is right at Caleb’s crotch level, and warmth swells in my chest as I realize they really are giving me what I need.

Leaning closer, I draw Caleb into my mouth again, sucking softly on his half hard cock. He groans, tangling a hand in my hair, and my eyelids droop closed. It feels so good, so comforting, to have him inside me like this, a complement to the way Ethan and Garrett are filling me up. I draw him in a little deeper, humming contentedly around his length, and Dante lifts one of my hands in his, kissing my knuckles.

“Rest, baby girl,” he says in his deep voice. “We’ll be right here with you.”

So I do.