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Chapter 42

Ava

Dante’s kiss is rough and possessive, so full of emotion that it nearly knocks me backward. My arms go around his neck automatically, my body catching up before my mind does and kissing him back.

It’s instinct , I realize.

But not in the way I used to think, back when I was ambivalent about my Omega status and feared becoming attached to the wrong men due to pheromones and hormones I couldn’t control. This isn’t like that, though. Yes, the Omega side of me craves these Alphas, and their scents drive me wild. But my feelings for them? My emotions?

Those are all mine.

And they’re real.

They weren’t forced on me by my biology. They arose out of the hundreds of ways—large and small—that these men have shown me they care for me. Every Alpha in this pack has looked out for me, gone above and beyond to help me, and made me feel valued and respected for who I am.

And right now, with Dante kissing me as if he needs me more than oxygen, I want to make sure he knows that I need him too.

I need all of them.

Thoughts of Marcus flee my mind, wiped away by a rush of searing heat, and my hands shove roughly at the suit jacket Dante is wearing, pushing it off his shoulders. I loosen his tie next, and he walks me backward as I do, moving us toward the living room without ever stopping our kiss.

The other three Alphas are right there with him, moving as a pack like they so often do, and as soon as we’re in the living room, I find myself tossed down onto the couch. The soft cushions sink a little beneath my weight, and I look up at the four gorgeous Alphas towering over me, my heart racing in my chest.

Dante’s jacket is gone, his tie loose and hanging from his neck, and his richly dark hair mussed from our frantic kiss. The other three look a little more put together, but all four of them have the same expression on their faces.

It’s hard to even name what the expression is. I can see desire burning in their eyes, but it’s so much more than that. So much deeper.

“Help me undress her,” Dante rasps, and then all four of them move.

It only takes them a few seconds to get rid of everything I was wearing, and I shiver as they replace my clothes with kisses pressed to my bare skin, covering me practically from head to toe with their hungry mouths and hands.

“No one will ever hurt you again,” Dante says gruffly, kissing my knuckles before turning my hand over to press his lips to my palm. “Never. I promise. We promise.”

I nod, turning my head as Garrett trails his tongue down my neck. Ethan’s hand delves between my legs, his fingers sliding into me to gather my wetness before circling my clit.

With them all surrounding me like this, I feel safer than I have in a long time, as if I’m encased by a shield of their bodies. I still need to find out the details of what happened with Marcus, but for right now, all I want is more of this.

More of them .

By the time the Alphas finally pull back, tugging at their own clothes as shirts, ties, and pants are tossed to the floor, I’m a panting, dazed mess. My hair is mussed, my breasts are flushed, and my nipples are hard and aching. I raise a hand to my lips, which are swollen and tingling from kissing each of the men, and Dante looks down at me with such stark desire in his eyes that I sit up without thinking about it, reaching for him.

He drops his head, palming my neck with his large hand as he kisses me again. Then he sits on the couch, pulling me onto his lap—but instead of turning me around to straddle him, he settles me with my back to his chest, my legs draped over his.

His cock nestles between my ass cheeks like a brand, hard and hot and thick, and his teeth scrape my ear as he takes my chin between his thumb and forefinger, tilting my head up toward his three pack mates.

“Look at them,” he murmurs gruffly. “Do you see what I see, baby girl? Because I see three Alphas who would do anything for you. Three Alphas who adore you. Who would protect you with their lives if it came down to it.”

Each of his words lands in my ear and travels directly to my heart, making the overworked organ pound even harder.

“I see it,” I whisper, my throat going tight. “And I adore them too. I want all of you so much.”

“Fuck, I love hearing you say that.” Dante nips at my ear again, his hands gripping my waist. He lifts me up, adjusting my position before murmuring, “Put me inside you, baby girl. Let them see.”

With my heart racing and my gaze locked on the three men standing in front of me, I reach down between my spread legs and find Dante’s cock, guiding his thick shaft to my entrance. As soon as the tip is inside me, Dante uses his grip on my waist to lower me down onto him, and all five of us groan as he sinks into me.

Caleb, Ethan, and Garrett are all naked, their own cocks hard and ready, jutting out from their bodies as they watch Dante fuck me. They look like they’d be perfectly happy to just stay where they are and enjoy the show, but the way they’re gazing at me makes me want more.

“Come here.” I gesture to Caleb, biting my lip.

He steps forward immediately, his dark chocolate, caramel, and toasted hazelnut scent filling my nostrils as it rises above the other Alphas’ scents for a moment. When I wrap my lips around his shaft, he lets out a low noise of approval.

“Such a good little Omega,” Dante growls from behind me, holding my hips to keep me steady as he rolls his hips to thrust in and out of me. “Suck Caleb’s cock while I make you feel good.”

That’s exactly what I was planning on doing, but the encouragement only spurs me on. I use one hand, wrapping it around his length as I start to bob my head, taking him deeper each time.

His fingers tangle loosely in my hair, and I lose myself in the pleasure of it as I ride Dante’s cock and work to take Caleb farther into my throat. The other two Alphas are still watching, and that only makes it even better.

After a few minutes, Caleb grunts under his breath. His hand tightens around my hair in warning, and a second later, his knot swells. I pull back just a bit, squeezing his knot as the hot splash of his cum hits my tongue. I swallow it down greedily, clenching around Dante as I whimper. Caleb tastes so fucking good that even after he’s entirely spent, I can’t stop myself from dragging my tongue over his entire length, licking up any last remnants of his release and teasing his knot.

“Fuck,” he whispers, looking down at me with something almost like awe on his face.

I grin up at him, darting my tongue out to lick my lips. “Yum.”

He chuckles hoarsely, taking a step back—and my chest swells a little with pride as I realize that his legs are wobbling a little.

I did that. Me.

My gaze shifts to Garrett and Ethan just as Dante thrusts his hips upward from beneath me, hitting a spot that makes my mouth fall open on a gasp. I suddenly can’t wait any longer, the need for both of them too strong to resist.

“Now you,” I whisper. “Come here. Together. I want to touch you both.”

They don’t hesitate for even a second, and as Dante starts to fuck into me harder, I alternate between the two of them, sucking and stroking as the scents of cinnamon and sweet apple cider swirl around me.

Ethan finishes first, cursing up a storm as I squeeze his knot and hold my mouth open to catch each spurt of his cum.

When he’s finally emptied himself onto my tongue, he gives me a crooked smile, trailing his knuckles down the side of my face. Then he steps back, allowing Garrett to have my full attention.

It’s a good thing I’m not trying to multitask between the two of them anymore, because with the way Dante’s fucking me, I feel like my mind is about to explode into a thousand pieces. He’s released his grip on my hip with one hand and slipped it between my legs instead, toying with my clit as he slides in and out with shallow thrusts.

There’s not as much friction from his cock in this position, but I love the way he stays mostly buried inside me the whole time, making me feel full and perfectly connected to him.

My clit pulses beneath his fingertips, and I know I’m close. So I pour everything I’m feeling into making Garrett feel good too, sliding my mouth up and down his shaft. Every time the head of his cock hits the back of my throat, I swallow around him, squeezing and massaging his crown.

“Goddamn, that feels incredible,” he grits out. “I’m gonna come soon, little one. Can you take my knot in your mouth?”

My eyes flare wide, my gaze darting up to his face as my pulse spikes. With the other two Alphas, I fisted their knots with my hand while they came, but what Garrett’s asking for is a little terrifying… and also thrilling.

My body responds immediately, a wave of heat rushing through me, and I gush all over Dante’s cock, making a purr rumble in his chest.

Without taking my mouth off Garrett’s cock, I nod.

His nostrils flare, and I can smell how turned on he is by this. He and Dante work in tandem, fucking my mouth and my pussy, and I try to keep my eyelids from drooping closed as the sensations build higher and higher.

“Fuck, I’m close,” Garrett warns, his knot swelling. “Fuck. Fuck!”

His knot inflates fully just as he presses deeper inside my mouth, burying his cock down my throat as jets of cum spill from him. I feel intensely full, my jaw open wide as his knot lodges between my teeth, locking my mouth around. My heart flutters like a hummingbird’s wings, and I can feel more slick coating Dante’s cock as fire seems to fill my veins.

I’m coming, I realize. It’s so intense and blinding that it nearly makes me black out, every atom in my body bursting with pleasure. It seems to trigger Dante’s own orgasm, because he lets out a rough growl and pulls me down hard on his shaft, burying his knot deep inside me.

I’m stuck between the two of them, completely rooted in place, knotted in both my pussy and my mouth. My nostrils flare wide as I struggle to breathe, the orgasm still rolling through me like and endless tide, and Garrett’s strong hand pets my hair soothingly.

“You’ve got this,” he murmurs, his gruff voice pitched low. “You’re doing so fucking beautifully, little one. There you go. Just relax.”

The Alpha command in his voice affects me immediately, my heart rate calming as he continues stroking my hair.

His knot starts to loosen only a few moments later, and he carefully withdraws from my mouth. The second he does, he bends down to kiss me, replacing his cock with his tongue as it slides gently inside my mouth. I kiss him back, reaching up to cling to his shoulders, and when we break apart, I slump back against Dante’s chest.

“That was…” Dante’s voice vibrates in his chest, and I can feel it in my torso where we’re pressed together. “That was one of the hottest damn things I’ve ever seen.” He chuckles. “You might kill all of us, baby girl. But what a way to go.”

I grin, looking at the other three Alphas as they slowly settle onto the couch beside us. Dante’s knot begins to deflate, but he makes no move to pull me off his cock for several long moments as we all rest in comfortable silence.

When he finally does pull out, it’s only so that he can adjust me on his lap, turning me so that I’m sitting sideways across his muscled thighs. He nuzzles my ear, and I moan contentedly as I tilt my head. I’m pretty sure I know the answer to my earlier question by now, but I ask him anyway.

“I take it that things went well with Marcus?”

“He caved,” Dante tells me, his voice laced with satisfaction and power. It makes me shiver.

“Tracy confessed everything,” Ethan says. “Marcus tried to bluff his way out of it but we knew the truth and we kept at it.”

“Having Tracy’s confession and the evidence she provided helped,” Caleb adds, trying as always to see the best in people.

Garrett scoffs, like he’s not so willing to give Tracy even an inch of grace. I understand. She was manipulated by Marcus, used by him, and I understand what that’s like. But it doesn’t change the fact that she betrayed Garrett and the others, people who had trusted her and looked after her as their employee.

I reach out and run my fingers through his hair, soothing him. It’s all over and done now. “And he agreed to back off?” I ask.

“Yes,” Dante confirms. “No legal action necessary. He’s going to pull the watch from the market.”

I grin in relief, that cold sick knot in my stomach that’s sat there like a lump for days finally loosening and dissipating.

We’re okay. We’re finally okay.

Joy wells up in my chest, and I find myself wanting to say the things that I’ve kept back. The emotions that I’ve known for days to be true, but haven’t been able to voice.

I love these men. I’m in love with them. I was already falling for them before I was taken by the ORD and they had to court me, and it’s only become stronger since then. I know they’re the ones for me. They’re my pack.

I clear my throat. “For a long time I was really scared. It feels like I’ve forgotten how not to be.”

Four pairs of eyes turn toward me. I take a deep breath.

After all this time I thought that saying this would take a lot out of me. But instead, I find the words are there, and easy, tripping off the tip of my tongue.

“I don’t think I’ve ever known what it’s like to be loved. But you showed me how that feels. With you, I feel safe. I feel loved. It’s more than I ever thought I’d get.”

Four soft smiles greet me. I smile back. “So… I’ve decided.”

I take a deep breath. “I love you all. I want your bite. I want the bond. I want you to be my mates.”

These are words I didn’t ever think I would say. Ever since I presented as an Omega I’ve been scared of a bonding bite. I thought it would mean that my agency and free will were taken away, and that I would be under the control of my Alpha from then on out, never truly free again.

But my Alphas would never do that to me. With them, the bite would be a symbol of what we already have. It would just show the rest of the world what the five of us already know, and make sure everybody understands that I’m off the market.

I’ll never be bothered by handsy Alphas again. I’ll never be alone again. I’ll always be loved, supported, and protected.

Joy enters the faces of all four Alphas. Dante sits up straighter and kisses me again, and I laugh into his mouth. All four of them look like they’re literally going to vibrate to pieces with happiness.

My heart feels like it’s too big for my chest. I can’t remember the last time I was this elated. Actually, I don’t know if I ever have been.

Heat and desire fill their faces, and I know that they want to do the bonding, the bite, right now.

I’m far from objecting to that.

I open my mouth to say something about it, to invite them, or possibly to ask how this will work specifically—when there’s a knock at the door.

“Ignore it,” Dante growls, not taking his eyes off me.

He leans in to kiss me again, but before he can, another knock comes, more forceful this time.

The men all frown. “You expecting a package?” Caleb asks Ethan.

Ethan shakes his head, scowling. “Fuck. We’d better deal with whatever it is.” He shoots me a hungry look. “If we’re gonna do this, I want to do it right. I don’t want anything to interrupt us.”

Another demanding knock has us all getting up, throwing clothes back on so that Garrett can go see who it is. He strides out of the living room, and a second later, I can hear low voices as he answers the front door.

An odd silence follows the voices, and I bite my lip, a spark of worry lighting in my chest.

Dante must feel the same thing, because he follows after Garrett, his brows drawn together. Caleb, Ethan, and I trail after him, and as we enter the foyer, my heart skips.

I might not be officially bonded with Garrett yet, but I’m so attuned to his scent now that I can catch the faint hint of his emotions. I can sense his anger. His unhappiness.

His fear.

He’s standing at the front door, a murderous expression on his face. And in the doorway, facing off with him, are several people who look far more intimidating than ORD agents.

It’s the police.