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Chapter 31

Asher

“I need a knot,” Harlow begs. Her eyes are on mine as I stand at the doorway.

“Can your alphas enter your room?” I ask her.

She shuffles to the edge of her nest, grabs a blanket and holds it against her as she watches me.

“Please…” Her voice has an edge to it. Like she is trying to stay calm, like she is trying to hold on to the last bit of lucidity she has.

But it’s the way her eyes bore into mine that makes my cock and knot both throb as I make my way inside her room.

I stand at the edge of her nest looking at her. She’s flushed but beautiful. Her gorgeous eyes are now dark and watchful.

“Where are my alphas?” she asks, glancing behind me .

“They are coming.”

Her breathing is ragged, her shoulders rising and falling with each intake.

But it’s her scent that floats around, coating my skin…my lungs…and making my blood race, because my alpha knows she is mine.

“Beautiful,” Parker says behind me.

He inhales the sweetness of her tropical smelling perfume, not that he can help himself as her scent now fills the entire room.

Oliver enters next.

His eyes are on her as she claws at her bra. “Are you ready for your alphas?”

I fucking hope so.

I’m so frantic with a desperate need to sink my cock so far inside her I’ll be knotting her within minutes.

“Please,” she murmurs.

I shimmy out of my boxer shorts. My cock is so ready for her, it hits my stomach with a thud.

Her eyes are on my dick as she drags off her bra, holds her heavy tits in her hands, and starts pulling at her nipples.

“Can I do that for you, omega?” Oliver asks as he removes his gray sweatpants. His thick dick swings heavy between his legs as he takes a step closer.

“Yes.”

“And can I enter your nest?” he asks. Oliver’s hand hovers over the edge, but he doesn’t touch it.

We’re not fucking stupid. None of us wants to lose our hands.

“We need your permission,” I inform Harlow.

I glance behind me as Carver strides into the room; my inner primal self has the sudden urge to fight him off .

“He’s pack,” I whisper, reminding myself, calming the wild animal that wants to claim her as mine.

“Hello omega,” Carver whispers. “Do you want your alphas, or should we leave you a while longer?”

She purrs as she lowers onto her hands and knees and sniffs her nest.

Her eyes flick up to mine as she licks her lips and shuffles back on the nest, patting the top. “Don’t leave me.”

Parker’s eyes are on hers as he makes a move to touch the nest, hoping she’s just given her approval.

She purrs and crawls toward him.

His thumb slides over her cheekbone, before he pushes a strand of damp hair behind her ear. “I’m going to enter your nest now. Say ‘no’ if it’s too early.”

“I want all of you,” she confirms weakly as she looks between us, patting her nest once again. Then she pulls off her panties, letting her alphas see the slick that is gushing. “I need a knot, alpha.”

I crawl over to her. Pushing her onto her back and looking into her heavy-lidded eyes.

“I need your knot.”

Our eyes meet as I nod. “I know.”

And then she shakes her head as if she’s just pulled herself from a trance.

She blows out a breath. “I need to remember everything. My sister told me she forgot a lot about her first heat.” Harlow looks between us. “And I want you all to claim me.”

I swallow. “You do.”

“Just before you knot me.” Her eyes tear a little. “That’s why I want knots from each of you early on. I want to remember the moment I’m claimed for the rest of my life. ”

I glimpse Carver in the corner of my eye. He smiles, while Oliver and Parker take on a sudden wild look.

“As we knot you.”

She nods. “I’m giving you my permission right now.”

She shakes her head a little, like she is shaking off any chance that she’s losing herself to the heat.

“And who do you want to be the first to fuck your pretty pussy, Omega?” I ask.

“Whoever wants to claim me first? You’re all equal to me.”

I smile, but she whines as she spreads her legs.

I lean back on my heels and watch as she shows how perfect her pussy really is. “Can we take your pretty ass during your heat?” I check.

“Only when my pussy is too achy to take anymore.” She mewls. “Please, can somebody fuck me?”

Carver kneels in front of her, cupping her face in his large hands before he tenderly kisses her. Her legs wrap around his thighs, pulling him to her.

“Please Carver. Knot me.” Her eyes are on him when she says, “And claim me. I’m yours forever.”

She lifts her hips and grabs his massive cock.

“Omega,” he growls.

She purrs, dropping his dick from her hand. “Please. My pussy is empty.”

Her fingers slide between her slick thighs, she grinds her hips back and forth before thrusting two fingers inside her.

“That’s our pussy, Omega.”

Carver grabs her hand and plunges his cock inside so far her head drops back and she gasps.

“Fuck,” Carver grunts.

I hold my knot as I watch him thrust in and out of her. But it’s the thought of my teeth breaking her skin and making her mine that causes my knot to throb.

Her eyes flutter shut, and her lips part in satisfaction.

Carver’s mouth is on her ear, and his hands are on her ass, as his hips move in and out with such a frantic need that I know he’s close to locking inside her. And being the first of our pack to claim our omega.

“You’re perfect, Harlow. I want you to remember. I want you to remember I’m yours and the moment we became one.”

“I want to always remember it,” she murmurs as she looks at him.

He kisses her mouth, her cheek, below her ear before he sinks his teeth into her neck.

She cries out as his hips snap back and forth until his knot locks inside her. He doesn’t release his mouth as he presses further into her, locking their bodies together.

When Carver’s mouth finally releases his hold on her flesh, he says, “You were always mine, Harlow.”

I notice he’s hardly calling her omega.

He licks the wound over and over as I glance at Oliver and Parker. Both alphas are waiting. Wanting her to be theirs too.

Harlow’s head drops against the pillow and she stares at the ceiling, letting Carver take care of his claiming mark with a satisfied smile on her face.

Carver turns to his pack and touches his chest. “She’s releasing happiness through the bond.”

My heart does a flip–I want it. I need to feel what he feels.

Carver holds his balls and the base of his cock as he gently pulls out of her.

She cries out. “More.”

“Fuck.” I glance at Parker. “You need her next. ”

He doesn't argue. He settles between her thighs, holding his cock as he dips the crown in the slick that is now hers and Carver’s, and presses the hot liquid back inside her.

I only wish right now she was not on birth control.

In one week she’ll start her new career as a Sports Agent and she insisted on staying on birth control until her career was on the rise.

We hate it. But it also gives us a little more time as a pack.

She groans, pressing her soft breasts against Parker’s chest. “Don’t play with me. Knot me.” Her voice lowers. “Claim me.”

Their eyes lock and Parker hisses, “Omega!”

She whines. “Please.”

“Become too bratty, Omega, and you’ll have four alphas going into a rut. We won’t be calm like we are now.” He thrusts inside her and she gasps.

I hold her hands above her head as he slides in and out of her perfect pussy, controlling the rhythm as the wet sounds of their arousal, and Carver’s, and her soft pants fill the room.

I release one hand, and with my index finger, I gently lift her chin until she meets my gaze. “You want us to claim you?”

Despite Parker telling her she accepts one alpha and that is her accepting the pack, I still need to check.

“Yes. Please… Claim me.” As her words come out of her mouth, her slick gushes out, soaking Parker’s balls and knot.

Oliver sits to one side, watching, stroking his hand over his cock.

Harlow notices. Her hand reaches out as she grabs his cock, pulling him to her mouth.

Oliver groans.

Her sweet perfume, now slightly tangy, emits in the air once again.

“You’re doing so well,” I say.

She releases Oliver’s cock from her mouth and pants, her tongue gliding over her bottom lip, before she lifts her head and kisses me.

Parker is still fucking her hard. Slick covers his knot as he pumps in and out of her.

“Knot her,” Carver says. “Asher and Oliver need to claim her while she’s not in a deep heat.”

Harlow’s eyes are on Parker, silently begging him to take her to knotty heaven and claim her.

Parker fists the back of her head, pulling her face to him and soon they are licking inside each other’s mouths.

I want that feeling, her tight pussy around my cock.

“Oh fuck,” he groans. “It’s too early for me to knot her.” Parker’s body tenses as he tries not to go any further, but her pussy is sucking him into her like a vise.

Her eyes are wide. “Claim me!”

He slides his tongue over his teeth as he stares at her shoulder and then at the soft tissue halfway to the base of her neck.

“Please.”

“Do it,” Carver growls.

Parker plunges his teeth into her flesh as he fucks his knot harder into her, locking them into place.

“Oh yes,” she cries.

Oliver slides his tongue over his bottom lip, stroking his cock again, waiting.

My knot is aching as I watch Parker lick over her wound.

Oliver turns Harlow’s face and kisses her while Parker tries to relax his knot. “You’re doing so well, Harlow,” Oliver says. “Can you take more?”

He’s always caring—always the one who thinks of her, even at a time like this. Even when she’s given her permission to do this .

“All of you. I want all my alphas.”

“Good girl,” Oliver says and finally Parker’s knot releases and he slips out of her, falling to his side.

I nod to Oliver, surprising myself at how much control I’m taking at this time, and how fucking restrained I am.

After Oliver settles between her legs, he takes her wrists with one hand, pinning them above her head.

Considering he sounded so caring, now Oliver has no restraint.

He holds his dick with his free hand and is inside her in a flash, fucking her while he licks just below her ear—the opposite side of her neck to where Carver claimed her. He leans down to whisper sweetly in her ear. “We’re going to make sure you remember this heat every day of your life.”

And then his teeth sink into her flesh.

“Oh my god,” Harlow cries.

His ass thrusts back and forth before his cock goes so deep he’ll be locked into her forever.

Her eyes roll into her head as Oliver tends to his claiming mark.

“Do you want me?” I check that she wants this again.

Her glazed eyes meet mine and she nods. “I’m feeling funny, Asher. I need you to claim me now. I need to remember—”

“Fuck!” Her words seem to have the desired effect and Oliver releases her, leaving a slippery mess of her slick and her alphas cum.

Her fingers slide between her thighs. “I feel so good. I just need one more and—” She touches her heart. “I’ll be full of my alphas.”

Her eyes lock on mine as I settle in the place her other three alphas have already been.

She touches my face with such tenderness it makes my heart clench .

“She needs you to feel it too,” Parker says. “You need to feel what we feel.”

I swallow.

It’s not with jealousy or anything remotely attached to a negative thought. It’s because I want to feel love blasting through the bond like my pack mates are right now.

She grabs my shoulders so hard that her knuckles turn white. “Please, now.” Her eyes roll upward.

My dick plunges inside of her.

Her body stiffens when I lift her wrist to my mouth. “I want my thumb to graze over your mark every time we hold hands.”

“Bastard,” I hear Oliver say. “Trust Asher to get romantic at a time like this.”

She smiles and says, “Then do it.”

I lick over her wrist, my tongue flat as my eyes remain on hers.

I’m not moving inside her. My dick has bottomed out as I nip at the tender skin on her wrist.

“You don’t have to,” she says. Suddenly unsure that I want this.

I want it so fucking bad I can hardly breathe.

I open my mouth and sink my teeth into her flesh. Holding her wrist against my mouth as I suck and lick over and over.

“Oh god,” Harlow calls out.

I laugh, “You’re gripping me so hard, I’m gonna fill your pussy with my cum before I knot you.”

“Alpha!”

I thrust. Fucking her harder, my knot grinding through the tightness and locking in place.

And then I feel it—love, warmth, completeness—all rushing through the bond.

I’m overwhelmed and press my hand over my heart as I glance at my pack mates.

It’s not just me, we’re all overwhelmed as we look at each other, the bond crackling like static in the air.

Once my knot has deflated, I slip out of our omega.

Harlow lies between her alphas, a smile on her face—a perfect picture of contentment. But we all know this moment is to be treasured because it won’t last when she starts to beg for more.

But as I watch my omega and my pack mates, I feel the warmth of their love pouring through our connection. It’s intoxicating, a mix of primal and emotional need.

“I need a knot,” she cries out.

Her eyes are dark as her tongue licks over her bottom lip.

Carver grins, his cock still glistening with Harlow’s slick as he glances at the rest of us. “Looks like this is going to be a nice long heat,” he teases, his voice deep and playful.

Harlow bites her lip, her eyes sparkling with delight. “I hope my alphas have what it takes.”

Oliver chuckles softly, shaking his head. “You don’t know what you’ve started, omega.”

The room hums with excitement, but there’s something else shifting among us—that we’ve committed to be a pack.

“And whatever the omega wants she gets,” Oliver adds, his tone light but serious. He looks at Harlow like she’s the only thing that matters in the world right now.

I suppose she is.

“Yes,” I agree, as love surges through me like a wave crashing against the shore. “We’re all going to show you how much you mean to us. ”

Harlow nods eagerly, her breath coming in soft pants, but there’s a haziness in her gaze.

Her eyes flutter as she inhales.

She is going into a deeper heat.

And not one of her alphas have been through one before.

But I’m not scared.

No, the thought sends a thrill down my spine.

Probably because she’s ours now in every sense of the word.

The bond between us strengthens with each shared heartbeat and it’s almost tangible now. A love that wraps around us like an invisible thread binding our souls together and it is so very real.

Harlow sighs contentedly as she sends love radiating back to us. She inhales again. her nostrils flaring as she grabs my wrist. “Rum!”

She takes Oliver’s and Parker’s wrists next, pushing her nose against their skin. “Rum–”

Tears track down her cheeks. “You all have rum now.” She turns and looks at Carver. “I thought you were my only true scent match.”

He smiles. “It was always there, you just needed them to prove how much they wanted you. And now they have by claiming you.”

“Thank you.” She looks from one alpha to another.

My heart pounds at what this means.

“No, thank you.” Parker holds her as Carver wipes a rare tear from his eye. Oliver stares at her, and me.

I’m in awe.

And at this moment, nothing else exists—just our fully scent matched pack.

My heart swells as I gaze down at her, Harlow. My omega, the one who brings out not just my protective instincts but also an undeniable sense of belonging.

An omega that my pack has longed for.