Page 52

Chapter 52

Ava

It’s time for the big release celebration.

The AVA Watch has had the last finishing touches put on it and is ready to go. It’s actually been ready for a few weeks now, but the lawyers advised that we wait until we were finished getting through everything with Marcus to debut it.

I haven’t minded, and I don’t think my Alphas have, either. Not just because of the satisfaction of putting Marcus behind bars, but also because we’ve been busy adjusting to our new life together.

Plans for the shelter are moving along nicely. It’s a bit overwhelming, being a business owner and in charge of so much, but I love the challenge. And it’s my dream come true, so no matter how daunting some days might feel, every morning I wake up feeling grateful and happy that this is what I get to work on.

I’ve worked to incorporate my taste and style into the rest of our home too, so that every bit of it feels like it belongs to me as well as my Alphas. The whole building feels like it’s a part of our pack now, and not like I just have a set of rooms separate from everyone else.

Despite how busy we’ve been, we’re all glad that the product is finally launching. My Alphas are so proud of it, and I’m so proud of them.

They’re amazing Alphas to care about the needs and concerns of people so unlike them, and to work tirelessly to put a product on the market that’s affordable and will help so many Omegas who are just like me.

If there are other young, scared Omegas out there, or Omegas who were on suppressants for a while and now worry about bearing children or how their heat will go, or Omegas whose blockers are messing with their heats—any Omega, who for any reason is having a hard time—I really hope that they’re all able to get help through this product.

And I hope they know that they deserve the help and support. Just like I do.

I admit, sometimes it still takes a bit to get used to being pampered. After so much of my life feeling neglected, and then being taught by Marcus that the only attention was bad attention, and it was best to be ignored even if that didn’t fulfill me… it’s still a shock sometimes to be shown just how much my Alphas adore me.

They do little things for me every day. Whether it’s coming home to flowers picked out just for me, or a new book or piece of jewelry that one of them saw and made them think of me, or fresh-baked cookies that I love, I’m shown in a million ways what it is to be truly loved and adored. To be the center of someone’s attention and have it be a good thing.

In a way, I hope I never get used to it. I hope that I keep being surprised and delighted by my Alphas. My mates.

Now, however, Marcus is finally in prison and his company, Prodigy Corp, has declared bankruptcy. We’ve gotten everything we could possibly want, and I have the justice that I deserve.

But beyond that, it means that we can wrap up our legal proceedings and go ahead and release our product: the AVA Watch.

I get ready in front of the mirror, double-checking myself. Ethan helped me pick out my dress, a sparkling red dress with flowing skirts that looks like it’s made entirely of scarlet stars. It has a low back, showing off a daring amount of skin.

Looking at myself in the mirror, I hardly recognize myself. The old Ava would never have worn such an eye-catching dress. She would’ve wanted to fade into the background and be a wallflower.

I adjust my hair, elaborate waves falling down my back and framing my face. My eyes are framed by dramatic black winged eyeliner and dark red eyeshadow, and my lips are smeared with a bright red lipstick to match. I never would’ve put on such bold makeup, either.

The woman I see in the mirror is a woman full of confidence. She’s a woman who knows what she wants, and more than that, she already has it. She’s happy and fulfilled.

She’s beautiful.

I twirl in the mirror, smiling, watching my skirts spin around me. I’m so happy, and it shows on my face. I never thought of myself as beautiful before. I didn’t think I was ugly, either. But my face was just my face.

Now, it’s different. Everything’s different. I’ve changed so much from the woman I was before I found my mates.

I never wanted to be an Omega. I was scared of it, and angry about it. But that was because I could only see the negatives. I could only imagine being bound to someone like Marcus.

Never in my wildest dreams could I have imagined someone like my wonderful, amazing mates coming into my life. And it wasn’t just one person. It was four people. Four men who give me everything I could ever need. Four men who have shown me the incredible, beautiful parts of the mating bond.

The door opens behind me and in the mirror I see Ethan enter. He looks fantastic in his bright, bold purple suit. Caleb’s in lilac, Dante’s in a rich royal purple, and Garrett’s in a dark, sultry purple shade that almost looks black until you catch it in the light.

Ethan wraps his arms around me from behind and kisses my neck. His gaze meets mine in the mirror. “You look beautiful.”

His hands slide over my body. “Whoever helped you pick this dress out has good taste.”

“I’ll be sure to tell him,” I reply, tipping my head back to expose my throat to his hungry mouth. “But I have to warn you, sir, I’m mated.”

“Mm, are you?”

“Mm-hm. To four men who’ll beat you up for trying to get fresh with me.”

Ethan chuckles against my skin, playfully nipping at my throat. “Good to know.” He locks gazes with me in the mirror again. “I hope those four men treat you right later.”

There’s a heavy promise in his voice, and I shiver. “Oh, I’m sure they will.” I’m looking forward to it.

As much as I’d love for him to take me right now, bend me over and have his way with me, I get the feeling he’s not here just to fuck me. Sure enough, Ethan pulls back, his hands at my hips. “We have to go, or we’ll be late.”

I sigh. “I suppose we should make an appearance.”

“Seeing as it’s our product and you’re the guest of honor?” Ethan chuckles. “I’d say so, yeah.”

I grin at him, and we exit the bathroom where I’ve been getting ready. I slip my heels on and we go downstairs to where the other three are waiting for us.

They all look so very handsome. The three waiting men smile at me as I descend the staircase, Ethan taking my hand and then using it to give me a twirl when I reach the bottom of the stairs, showing me off. I blush.

“You look stunning,” Dante informs me. Garrett hums in appreciative agreement, and Caleb offers me his arm to escort me to the car.

It makes me feel like a princess, which I know is probably their intention. My mates never miss an opportunity to make me feel like royalty.

Even all these months later, it still feels like something new and special to say, even in my head: my mates. My mates. My mates .

We get to the car and Ethan drives us neatly through the darkening streets to the city, where we’re hosting the party in one of the beautiful conference rooms at the historic hotel. All four men look like they’re about to vibrate with excitement.

I’m excited for them. This is the culmination of so much of their work. It was nearly taken from them, but they persevered, and now they get to show it to the world.

We pull up in front of the hotel, where Ethan tosses the keys to the valet, and Dante and Garrett each take one of my arms. Together, the five of us go up the steps into the hotel and down the hall to the ballroom we’ve rented.

As the guests of honor and the presenters, we get to be slightly fashionably late. Pretty much everyone else is already here, and I can feel myself flushing at all the attention we’re getting as we walk through the ballroom.

I might be getting used to the love and attention from my Alphas, but from strangers, it’s a whole other matter. I struggle not to turn away from all the eyes on me.

“Be proud,” Dante whispers. “You’re the most beautiful woman in the room.”

“According to you.”

“According to objective truth.”

The men lead me to the small platform that’s been set up, and everyone takes their seats at the various round tables that are scattered strategically throughout the room. Dinner is served to them, a menu that Dante himself put together, and I go up the steps to sit on a chair at the back of the platform while my mates approach the podium at the front of the stage.

“Ladies, gentlemen, and reporters,” Ethan says, smiling out at the crowd and earning himself a few chuckles. “It’s an honor to be here with you all tonight. They say if you do what you love, you never work a day in your life. I’ve found that if you do things with the people you love, you never work a day in your life. Please allow me to present my esteemed business partners and pack mates to unveil our latest creation.”

He gestures to Dante, Caleb, and Garrett, and the crowd enthusiastically applauds. I applaud too, grinning.

Caleb speaks next. “As you know, this product has been in development for some time. We’ve been very excited to bring it to you, but stronger than our excitement was our desire to make it the best it could possibly be. We took extra time to make sure that every piece worked perfectly.”

Garrett speaks next. “But while working on this product, we met someone very special. Our inspiration and joy, the love of our lives, our Omega.”

He gestures to me, and I find myself blushing as everyone looks at me. I wave, trying not to feel too self-conscious. Everyone applauds politely.

“It hasn’t always been an easy road as we’ve gone through a lot of challenges,” Garrett continues. “But our original determination in creating this product was to help Omegas, and since meeting and falling for our Omega, that determination only grew.”

“We asked Ava, if she was all right with us briefly sharing some information,” Dante says, taking his turn, “and she agreed. So to be brief, Ava showed us the struggles that Omegas sometimes go through. Her first heat was unpredictable, and a bit scary for her. She shared with us stories of Omegas who had gone through tough times.”

I can feel people still looking at me, but I do my best to ignore them, to let the crowd melt away and just focus on my Alphas. They’re the only people who matter anyway, so they’re the only people that I should pay attention to.

“As a society, we do our best to take care of Omegas. But we can always do better, and there are times when we all could use a little help. That’s why we wanted to create this product. To help continue our mission to make life easier for Omegas. To help them have control over their bodies, and know how they work so they can live their lives to the fullest, no matter what curveballs are thrown at them.”

“And that,” Ethan adds, “is also why we named the product the way that we did. Ava showed us so much more about being an Omega than any actual research could, and she’s the reason why we get up in the mornings.”

“So, without further ado,” Caleb says, wrapping things up. “We’d like to present the AVA Watch: a smartwatch to help Omegas track their bio signals.”

“It will help them know when their heat is coming, how long it will last, how intense it will be, when they’re most fertile, and…” Garrett trails off. “Wait, we have a PowerPoint and pamphlets for this.”

The crowd chuckles and Garrett waves his hand to indicate to the person running the projector to start the PowerPoint presentation.

In the back of the room, a few of the servers are now setting up sample AVA Watches on fancy stands, with colorful spotlights turning on beneath them to show them off. It’ll be ready to go when the presentation finishes so that when people turn around, they’re met with a beautiful display that’s appeared as if out of nowhere.

The four men step back to the edge of the stage near me, and we sit through the smooth and soothing presentation on the AVA Watch’s various abilities.

There are customizable settings for Alphas and Betas as well, since we wanted the watch to be inclusive, but it’s a product designed with Omegas in mind first and foremost, and that’s what makes it stand out.

I smile, watching with pride as everyone takes in the work my Alphas have done. Marcus tried to take all of this from us. He tried to take this product from my Alphas, and then tried to take me from them.

But it didn’t work. He’s behind bars for good now, and not even his company will survive. For the first time since I fled from him all those years ago, I have nothing to fear from him. I never will ever again.

The future is bright, and full of possibilities, but one thing is certain: I’ll have my mates by my side the entire time.

The presentation finishes and everyone claps loudly and enthusiastically. I join in, applauding until my hands hurt. Once it all dies down, Dante asks everyone to please enjoy the food, and sample the product for themselves.

The band comes onto the stage to replace us, and a bit of room is cleared so that people can dance after dinner if they feel like it.

I certainly take a turn dancing with each of my four Alphas, enjoying the light music and the way that everyone loves the food and the watch. I hear nothing but compliments as I’m led around the dance floor.

“You’re the belle of the ball,” Dante promises me. “Everyone’s staring at you and they think you’re beautiful.”

I blush. My therapist, Rachel, tells me that I need to start accepting compliments instead of deflecting them, especially from my Alphas who love me. “I feel beautiful,” I admit.

And I really do mean it. I don’t see how I couldn’t feel beautiful when I’m so loved and cherished by my Alphas. They make me feel beautiful every day.

The three men I’m not dancing with at the time are constantly in demand by the rest of the attendees, and I can see that they’re so happy and proud to be showing off their product.

In our invitations, we encouraged people to bring their Omegas, or if they themselves weren’t mated, to bring an Omega friend or family member with them. That way we could demonstrate for their Omegas the features of the watch.

Sure enough, as I dance with each of my mates in turn, I watch as various Omegas try the watch while their friends, family, or mates assist them. A few Betas and Alphas also try it out, testing the modification features.

Everyone seems incredibly impressed. I’m not surprised, since I knew the watch would work well. My Alphas settle for nothing less than perfection. But I am delighted.

To my surprise, however, I’m pulled aside by Dante before long.

“I think it’s time that we got out of here, don’t you?” he purrs.

I frown up at him. “But everything’s still in full swing. People haven’t even finished dinner yet. Are you sure you don’t need to stay longer?”

“We’re sure.” He smirks. “We’ve gotten the party started. Made an appearance, given our speech, let people meet us and feel like they got the personal touch from the inventors and owners of the company… and now we can disappear.”

“And we’re just going to abandon everyone.” I raise a teasing eyebrow.

“No, we have our managers who will take care of the rest of the party, whether it’s the party planners for the actual food and dancing and entertainment, or our company managers who will sell and explain the product, demonstrate it for people.”

“But…” I slide my hands up his chest. “Dante, isn’t that skipping out? What could be so important that you need to leave your own party early?”

He growls a little, grabbing me by the hips and pulling me into him. “You,” he informs me. “Our sexy little Omega is going to be taken home and shown just how much her pack needs her.”

I shiver as his lips ghost over my jaw. “Is that so?”

“Uh huh. It is. So I hope you’re ready to be taken for a ride.”

“More than ready,” I promise him.

The other three men move through the room to join us, operating on that level where it’s almost like we can read one another’s minds. I swear that we’ve all gotten even more in tune with one another since my Alphas gave me the bonding bite.

All four of them now wear almost identical looks of dark promise on their faces. I shiver again, and smile, tilting my head toward the door.

Together, we leave the party.

Even though it doesn’t take us long to get to the car, it feels like it might as well be hours. My body is already burning with anticipation, and I crawl into the back seat with Dante and Garrett as Caleb gets behind the wheel and Ethan takes the front passenger seat.

As soon as the car doors close, it becomes insanely obvious how turned on we all are. Someone might as well have dropped a pheromone bomb in the small space, because I can smell the way their unique scents deepen and shift with their arousal.

Ethan flips on the radio, and music drifts through the speakers as Caleb pulls onto the street. Almost in unison, Garrett and Dante each rest a hand on one of my thighs, and I spread my legs wider, letting my head fall back against the seat.

“Dammit,” Ethan groans, looking over his shoulder. “I should’ve sat in the back.”

“That’s what you get for always calling shotgun,” Garrett shoots back with a deep chuckle, his hand sliding higher up my leg until his fingers brush my damp panties.

“Is she wet?” Ethan wants to know, his gaze dropping between my legs.

Garrett’s fingers slip past my panties, delving inside me and making me squirm. “Fucking soaked.”

“Shit.” Caleb adjusts his grip on the wheel, his eyes darting to the rearview mirror.

“You’re driving them crazy.” Dante leans over to murmur in my ear. “Should we make them even crazier?”

I grin, unable to help myself. “I think so.”

“What do you think would do it? What would drive them wild?”

Heat floods my veins as Garrett curls his fingers inside me, teasing me with them.

“If you both fucked me, right here on the back seat,” I whisper.

Garrett’s fingers still, and he lets out a strangled noise. He and Dante share a look over my shoulder, and then Garrett is peeling my panties down, discarding them somewhere. I’m suddenly very grateful I’m wearing a dress, because it’s easy enough for them to work the fabric up to my waist, bunching it up and leaving my lower half bare.

“Damn, gorgeous.” Ethan curses. “I can smell you.”

“So can I,” Dante growls hungrily, working at the button and fly of his pants before shoving them down. His cock juts out as it’s freed, and he pulls me onto his lap so that I’m straddling him.

“Ride my Alpha cock, baby girl,” he purrs, and the words go right to my clit as I sink down onto him.

I moan as he fills me up, and I can hear both of the men in the front seat groan in response.

“Such a good girl,” Dante praises. “You ride me so damn well.”

“Yeah,” I breathe, rocking against him. “Yeah.”

“But you didn’t just want to fuck me , did you?” His palm cracks across my ass, not hard but sharp enough to make me gasps. My slick coats his cock, sliding down between us as I whimper. “You want Garrett too, isn’t that right?”

“Yes.” I nod fervently, already losing myself in the pleasure these men give me.

“It’ll be a little awkward back here, but we can do it,” Dante promises. He glances over at Garrett. “Right?”

“Fuck, yes,” Garrett grates.

He shifts on the seat beside us, and Dante adjusts our position so that we’re horizontal across the seat with Garrett behind me. It is a bit of a tight fit, and there’s not a lot of room for my knee on the side where the seat back rises up, but I don’t care. I’d twist myself into a damn pretzel right now if it meant I could get what I want—both of my Alphas’ cocks railing me while my other two Alphas watch.

“There you go, just like that. That’s perfect,” Dante murmurs, gripping my ass in his big hands and pulling me a little higher. My upper body collapses against his, one hand braced on the seat and one hand resting on his chest. In this position, my ass is exposed fully to Garrett.

I hear the rasp of a zipper as Garrett gets his pants out of the way, and I shiver as Dante pulses up into me with shallow thrusts. Dante’s fingers start to creep toward my back hole, and I know he’s planning to help warm me up for Garrett.

But I shake my head. “No.”

“No?” He freezes immediately, so attuned to me that all it takes is a single word to make him stop. “You don’t want this, baby girl?”

“I don’t want him there,” I whisper, my pulse picking up a little as I speak. “I want him in my pussy… with you.”

“Holy fucking shit.” Ethan sounds like he’s dying. “I’m never sitting in the front seat again.”

Dante laughs, and I can feel it rumble in his chest beneath my palm as he gazes up at me. The car is dark, but street lights outside illuminate his face, making his gray eyes glint like steel.

“You think you can take us both in this tight little pussy? You want to feel us both claim you like this? You want us both to knot you at the same time?”

I gush all over him in response, and Garrett’s purr is almost louder than the car engine as he moves in closer behind me.

“Use your words,” the massive Alpha growls, dropping his head as he leans over me. “Tell us exactly what you want.”

“I want you to fuck my pussy at the same time. I want your knots. Together.”

He inhales sharply, one hand wrapping around my hair and the other going to my waist. “Tell us if it’s too much, okay? We can stop anytime.”

I nod, a little flutter of nerves rising up to join the need rampaging through me. What I’m asking for is a lot, but I do want it.

I rest my cheek against Dante’s chest, the fabric of his shirt feeling rough against my burning skin. With my head turned toward the front of the car, I can see the way Caleb’s eyes flick up to look into the rearview mirror every few seconds, intent and focused as he glances back at us.

Ethan doesn’t have to worry about keeping his eyes on the road, so he’s watching us over his shoulder as if nothing could make him look away. My eyes meet his as I feel the head of Garrett’s cock nudge at my entrance, and I bite my lip at the foreign sensation.

Being fucked by these Alphas is nothing new for me—but taking one of them in a hole that’s already filled is something I’ve never done before, and I hiss out a breath at the intense stretch as he starts to work his way inside.

Dante tenses beneath me, and although I have no idea what this feels like for him, I know it’s doing something. My pussy clenches hard, and I force myself to drag in a breath and relax, opening myself up as Garrett wedges the head of his cock inside me.

“That’s it, gorgeous,” Ethan murmurs, shifting his gaze from my face to my core and back again. “You’ve got this. You can do it. I know you can.”

I nod, my fingers digging into the soft leather of the seat as I push back against the intrusion, taking Garrett just a few millimeters deeper.

It takes a while for him to work his way inside, and he goes slow enough that my body has time to adjust to each incremental change, my pussy stretching so tight it’s slightly painful as the two men sandwich me between them.

“Almost there. Can you take more?” Garrett asks, his voice like sandpaper.

I nod, beyond the power of speech at this point. He draws out just a little, and when he pushes deeper again, I whine softly at the sensation. His hips press against my ass, and I realize with a shock that he’s all the way inside. I’m taking both of their cocks.

“How does she feel?” Caleb’s eyes are on us again in the rearview mirror, and his voice is a low rasp.

“So. Fucking. Tight ,” Garrett grunts.

“So good,” Dante adds. “Like she’s trying to drag us both deeper.”

He’s right. My pussy keeps clenching around them, my body so overwhelmed by the sensations that all I can do is lean into them, squeezing tightly around the two massive cocks buried inside me.

“I need you to…” My voice gives out, and I have to remind my lungs how to take in oxygen properly before I can speak again. “Please,” I whisper. “ Move .”

Dante’s hands go to my hips, and Garrett keeps one hand on my hair while the other braces against the seat for leverage. They start slowly and carefully at first, always gentle with me, sliding out a little and then pressing back in. It’s almost as intense as it was when Garrett was working his way in, and I squirm between them, grinding my clit against the base of Dante’s cock as they both bottom out.

“More,” I beg. “Keep going. I want to feel you come inside me.”

“That’s not gonna be a problem,” Garrett says, half laughing and half groaning. “It’s so fucking much, I’m not gonna last long, little one.”

“Same.” Dante’s voice rumbles in my ear. “Can you come for us first, baby girl? I want to make you feel good. I want to feel you milk us both.”

I nod, then whimper as Caleb takes a turn and we all shift a little on the seat, bringing me down harder on their cocks.

Garrett’s hand leaves my hair, and he manages to wedge it between me and Dante, finding my clit and circling it. He can’t get a lot of motion, but it doesn’t matter. I’m so close to falling apart anyway, and this is just the icing on the cake. I writhe between them, my toes curling. Both of my shoes are gone, although I have no idea at what point they fell off.

“Oh shit, she likes that.” Dante’s fingers flex around my hips. “Keep going. She’s close.”

I’m spiraling, higher, higher, higher…

And then suddenly, I’m falling, crashing into an orgasm that swallows me up like an ocean.

I stiffen and jerk, my body barely able to contain the rush of pleasure that surges through me, and Garrett lets out a jumbled string of curses. His knot starts to swell, and Dante curses, gripping my hips so tightly that I’m pretty sure I’ll have a reminder of this written on my body tomorrow. Dante’s knot inflates too, and I let out a shuddering moan at the feeling of fullness.

They’re both locked inside me, their knots pressed together and bound inside my body, and I can feel the hot pressure of their cum as they explode, one after the other.

“Fuck. Fuck!”

Garrett’s head drops, his hips jerking as he empties himself inside me, and Dante pulses his hips up from beneath, wedging himself even deeper inside.

I’m shaking all over, and the intense stretch keeps my orgasm rolling for what feels like forever. Garrett collapses over me, crushing me between him and his pack mate—although he must still be bracing himself on the seat, because his weight isn’t so heavy that I can’t breathe.

It’s a good thing too, because I’m gasping as it is. My pulse is a frantic beat in my chest, slowing only gradually as their knots slowly start to soften.

“Fucking hell, gorgeous,” Ethan breathes. “That was amazing.”

I blink at him blearily, realizing as I do that the car is no longer moving. I don’t know when that happened, but sometime in the middle of everything, we got home.

I crane my neck a little to find Caleb’s gaze in the rearview mirror, and his eyes crinkle a little in the corners as he smiles and adds, “ You’re amazing.”

Warmth blooms in my chest at his words.

The scent of sex in the car mixes with the scents of contentment, adoration, and love.

I smile back at Caleb as Dante strokes my side and Garrett presses a kiss to my hair, and something tells me that my Alphas are far from finished with me tonight.