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I’m ready. I call through the bonds.

The door flings open, like they’ve been camping outside the cottage for the two hours it’s taken for my heat to take a real hold and for my body to be desperate for them.

I’m always desperate for them, but this is a different kind of desperate. This is primal.

My three alphas stand at the end of my nest, looking at the many blankets and cushions thrown into the corner. Some were too scratchy, some had a strange musty smell, and some, like the velvet blue throw I have wrapped around my shoulders, were perfect. Just the right amount of softness.

I throw the blanket off my body and drop onto my hands and knees, and crawl to the edge of the nest and pat the top, inviting them to join me.

I’m purring lightly as Zane pushes his boxer shorts down his thick thighs and when they land at his ankles, he kicks them to the corner of the room.

My eyes roam from his feet upward, over the scars he no longer hides, to his wide chest and broad shoulders, and then I meet his eyes and whine. “I want a baby.”

He smiles. “Mine.” He mouths. I nod.

Miller leans forward, his nose sliding over his claiming mark on my shoulder, and he purrs as he presses one knee on the mattress.

My pussy gushes with more slickness. It’s necessary. I need to be super wet for my alphas massive cocks.

Thorne lifts my chin with this brawny hand, making me look into his eyes. “Do you want everything, my love?”

“Everything...and more.”

“No holding back,” he presses.

“No.”

Miller hums as he crawls past me, his large hands skimming over my back and to my ass, where he slaps where Thorne claimed me.

“Please.” My omega instincts are rising as Miller grips my hips with his hands, massaging my skin as he yanks me backward and his cock slides through my folds.

I close my eyes and slide over it, while Miller gives me an approving purr.

Thorne crawls on the nest. His thick cock is heavy as it swings between his legs. Another whine leaves my throat as I reach out to touch it.

Zane leans forward and takes my lips and gives me a red-hot kiss.

As his tongue tangles with mine, Thorne cups my breasts, and Miller presses the tip of his erection against my entrance.

“More,” I beg. Their scents are sending me into a dizzy spin, and I know my heat is coming on faster. I don’t want to forget the feeling of each of them owning me. “I need your cocks to own me.”

“Turn her over,” Thorne tells Miller.

Before I know it, I’m on my back and Miller’s cock is teasing my entrance once again. Thorne’s throbbing shaft presses against my lips as Zane’s tongue licks over my nipple. I fumble to take Zane’s dick in my hand. He holds his hand over mine, guiding the rhythm.

I open my mouth to take Thorne’s cock in my mouth. He growls as his thick shaft slides into my mouth, over my tongue, and hits the back of my throat.

Miller is always slow when he takes me—heat or not—and he continues to press his tip in and out of me, teasing me, waiting for me to beg for all of him.

Our scents mingle in the air, holding me to the nest, and making my eyes roll.

Miller pulls out and slides his cock through my folds, wanting me to feel every inch I’m about to enjoy. He hits my clit with delicious pressure. I whine, “Knot me.”

This heat feels like it lingered for hours, but now it’s building inside me like a tsunami.

Thorne pulls out of my mouth and takes my lips with a ragged groan. “Before you don’t remember.”

A curve lifts on my lips.

Miller lowers his body over mine as Zane repositions himself on the nest to give Miller more room. My fingers dig into Miller’s sides as he lines himself up and pushes his cock into my body. This time, he doesn’t hold back.

I hook my ankles at the back of his knees, meeting his thrusts and squeezing his cock without even trying.

“Perfect omega.” His voice is low as it hums in my ear.

It is. Through the blinds, I see the stars twinkling in the night sky, but nothing is as ethereal as this moment. The moment that Zane tastes me, I taste Thorne, and Miller fills me as he stares into my eyes. My world feels whole.

“Love you, Freya.”

I blink up at Miller as he slides in and out of me like we have all the time in the world and not like my heat is coming on faster.

And Miller can read me. He presses into me one last time, stopping deep inside me. His knot pulses against my clit as he pauses.

I hold Thorne’s cock and pull away to say, “I love you. All of you. But I need to feel you all inside me.”

Thorne rushes to the top of the nest and sits with his back to the headboard. His hard cock slapping against his stomach as he gestures with his hands for me to go to him.

Miller pulls out, and I crawl between Thorne’s legs. He grabs my waist, hoists me off my knees until I’m straddling his hips.

Holding his shoulders, I moan as I slide my slick over the length of his thick cock.

I moan. My air is being swallowed by the scent in the room.

My nerves are firing and I look into my alpha’s eyes as he holds me there. Letting me feel every inch of him inside of me as his mouth latches onto Miller’s claiming bite and he sucks.

“I need to be inside you, Freya.” Zane nips at the back of my neck as he slides his fingers through my slick and coats my forbidden hole.

And then he is stretching there, working his fingers, one first, then two, and another as he makes sure I’m ready before he presses the head of his cock against my hole.

All the time, his brother is working his hips. First in shallow thrusts and then so deep and hard his knot presses against my clit, making it tingle.

Zane holds my hips as his dick slides against Thorne’s. Both of them stretch me, allowing me to feel every ridge of their cocks, and realize only the thin membrane keeps them from touching.

“Fuck!” Zane growls as he fucks me hard from behind. The sound is firing straight to my clit and I’m starting to climb as a zip of bliss roils in my belly.

His hands grip my hips. He presses harder as Thorne stills inside me, waiting with his knot pressed against my clit.

I’m so ready for the first knot of my heat.

Slick gushes covering Thorne and the nest.

“Relax, omega,” Miller murmurs as he tugs at my nipple. “Let your alpha knot you.”

Zane growls behind me as Thorne’s green eyes rest on mine.

“Fuck, Freya.” Zane’s fingers are digging into my waist as he pounds into me. “My omega,” he groans as his tongue slides over his claiming mark on my shoulder and as he sinks his teeth there, his cock spasms, and then erupts with his fervent cum coating my insides.

That’s all it takes and my body practically sings for what it wants, and I cry out as I fall against Thorne’s chest.

I don’t know how long it took for Zane’s knot to deflate from my ass. But I’m already feeling like the haziness is taking over.

Zane kisses me hard on my mouth as he stands by the nest. “I’m going to clean up and then I’ll take your pussy and we can make a baby.”

Thorne holds my hips as he smiles at me. “Would you like Miller to join me before it gets too late for you to remember that you’ll be begging for it?”

I glance over my shoulder at Miller. “Yes, please.”

Miller slides his dick through my slick before he presses it against Thorne’s.

My two alphas groan as they work their cocks together to get inside me. It’s not long before I’m seeing stars again, as our three bodies lock as one.

My mind blurs.

“Stay with us,” Thorne says. “Fuck us. Spread your slick over our knots and we’ll take you together.”

My pussy flutters and my slick gushes over their knots and balls. I want this. I want to feel my alphas both knotting me concurrently.

They pause. I whine as I grind against them, wanting more.

And with my pussy fluttering around my alphas’ cocks, I’m a dripping mess.

Zane kneels at my side, turning my ponytail in his hand as he cups my face with his other. “Does it feel good?”

“Yes,” I whine as I reach for his cock, which is already hard again.

“Do you want more? Do you want your mouth knotting while your pussy is double knotted, omega?”

Miller and Thorne snarl.

“She wants it,” Zane says as I grind myself over the one knot in my pussy and glide my lips over Zane’s hard length.

“Fuck. Her pussy is clamping around our cocks,” Thorne grunts.

I lift, the knot slips out and I plummet back down as I suck Zane’s cock, wanting to make sure my alphas lock into me simultaneously.

And with every thrust.

Every rise and every fall.

Every squeeze.

Every suck.

I’m climbing again–ready to fall.

Miller grunts first. His fingers tensing around my hips so hard, I’ll feel the bruises for weeks.

Then Thorne hisses as I grind my pussy over his and Miller’s knots.

I tilt my chin and look Zane in the eyes. He sends love and strength through the bond.

I give a final grind and shriek around his cock as two knots fill me and my breath flutters away.

My alphas growl and snarl as they hold my body between theirs as they fill me with their fiery cum.

“Fuck!” Zane thrusts into my mouth and within seconds, hot liquid spurts down my throat. His cock is too long to knot me—I knew that all along.

And their growls of approval are the last thing I register before the heat consumes me completely. But even as I let myself surrender to the heat. Allow myself to submit to my alphas—my pack—to their scents; I know I’m safe. I’m home. I found my pack.

And I’m loved so very much.

The End.

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