Page 35 of Mating Mia (The Alphas’ Perfect Prey #2)

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Mia

T he very next night, still in the throes of my heat, I’m brushing my teeth after a quick shower in the luxurious golden bathroom.

Kane, Finn, and Jace are waiting for me in the bedroom, and an excited, nervous feeling comes over me. They still make me excited even after having a baby with them.

My stomach clenches with pain from my heat, but a shower couldn’t wait. I wanted to get clean after Orion’s attack at the waterfall caves last night. Slick is still seeping from my pussy, but not as heavy as yesterday, thank goodness.

My body’s still sore from all the knottings last night, but I’m desperate for a fat cock to fill me and to knot me.

Ash is with my parents, and I’m so grateful they’re watching him while I’m pain-ridden. This omega heat is still something I need to get used to, and the hollow feeling is horrible until an alpha knots me.

Even with the doors closed, I can sense the three alphas waiting in the next room.

My heart pounds out of control. I want them. All of them. The ache in my belly is growing worse the longer I spend getting cleaned up.

I rinse my mouth one last time and try to slow my breathing. My skin tingles, and every inch of me is on high alert. I wipe my face and turn away from the mirror, hands still trembling.

I’m about to pick up my hairbrush, but arms snake around my waist from behind, pinning me to the cool edge of the counter.

The scent is purely Jace, warm skin, citrus shampoo, something electric underneath. His mouth finds the curve of my neck as he kisses me with hunger while we both stare in the mirror.

“Ooh, you’re here,” I say breathlessly. “Couldn’t wait, could you?”

“I need you,” he growls, his voice serious as hell. His hands slide up under my oversized t-shirt, fingers splaying across my bare stomach. Every time his alpha primal wolf comes out, it always makes me so horny for some strange reason. “You have no idea how much.”

Maybe it’s because I’m so used to him being too playful all the time.

“I need you too,” I say, wiggling my ass against him just to prove the point. I can feel his cock, already hard, pressing insistently through the thin cotton of his pajama pants.

He makes a noise that’s half laugh, half snarl, and yanks my shirt up over my ribs, exposing my breasts to the chilly air. My nipples tighten instantly, aching for his touch.

“Your nipples. So excited to see me,” he groans, as his hands cup my tits, kneading the flesh with just enough roughness to make me whimper. He pinches a nipple, twisting, and I moan loud enough to hear it echo off the bathroom tile.

“It’s sensitive,” I whimper, pushing my head back against his chest and involuntarily sticking my breasts out more for him to grab.

“Fuck, I love these,” he says, squeezing them more with his rough hands.

He drops to his knees behind me as he yanks my pajama bottoms and panties down in one swift motion. The fabric pools at my ankles, leaving my ass exposed.

“Fuck,” he groans, spreading my cheeks with both hands. “You’re soaked, Mia. I haven’t even touched you yet, and your pussy’s dripping.”

His hands are strong, and I can feel the tendons flexing as he squeezes my ass cheeks, pulling them further apart to stare at my pussy.

“It sucks because I just took a shower,” I say, not used to my omega body behaving this way. He slides a finger up my slit, gathering the slick before shoving it deep inside me. The stretch burns, then melts into pleasure.

I clutch the sink, knuckles whitening.

“Get used to it,” he says, voice low and wicked. “You’re an omega. Your pussy is made this way to please an entire pack. Even up to thirty males.”

“What?” I ask in shock. I couldn’t comprehend having sex with three men, let alone thirty.

“Yes, thirty,” he says, pulling his finger out, then slapping my ass out of the blue. I yelp, more surprised than hurt.

“What was that for?” I gasp, twisting to look at him over my shoulder.

He grins up at me, blue eyes flashing. “Couldn’t help it. Your ass is just… fuck, it’s perfect. All soft and jiggly. Drives me insane.”

In that moment, he stands straight again and shoves his sweatpants down with one hand, frees his cock, and lines himself up behind me. The head of his dick is thick, already leaking pre-cum, and he rubs it up and down my pussy folds, mixing his cum with my slick.

“Oh my god,” I moan, enjoying every minute of his cock grinding against my pussy.

“Are you ready for me, baby?”

“Yes! I want to feel you, Jace,” I whimper, pushing myself against him.

He pushes in, slow at first, letting me stretch around him. The pressure is intense, my pussy clenching to accommodate his thick size.

His cock is now all the way in until our hips are touching. I moan desperately, waiting for him to start thrusting as I hold onto the counter.

“Fuck, Mia,” he groans, gripping my hips so tight I know I’ll have bruises. “You’re so fucking tight. Feels like you’re milking my cock already.”

He pulls out halfway, then slams back in, the force of it rocking me against the sink. His thick cock thrusting inside me is what I’ve been craving while in the shower alone without my alphas.

Each thrust makes me gasp out loud.

The rhythm of it is punishing, relentless, and precisely what I need.

Each thrust drives me higher, the heat building low in my belly, threatening to explode.

The sound of his balls slapping against the backs of my thighs is loud, echoing in the tiny room, and it only makes me wetter, slick gushing down my legs.

He fucks me harder, faster, panting my name with each stroke.

I look up, catching our reflection in the mirror. My face is flushed, lips parted, hair tangled. Jace is wild behind me, his hands gripping my waist, teeth bared as his alpha wolf takes over completely. He looks almost primitive in the mirror, and it makes me more aroused.

He leans forward, pressing his chest to my back, his mouth right at my ear.

“You’re mine,” he growls, voice ragged. “Say it. Tell me whose pussy this is.”

“Yours,” I gasp, meeting his thrusts. “Always yours.”

He groans, slamming into me even harder, his cock swelling inside me. I feel the base of it start to expand, the knot forming, and my pussy clenches around him tighter and tighter.

“Fuck, I’m gonna come,” he warns, but there’s no stopping it. He grabs a fistful of my hair, yanking my head back so he can see my face in the mirror.

“Jace,” I moan, breathing hard as we look into each other’s eyes.

“I love you,” he says, the words almost a snarl. “I love you so fucking much, Mia. You’re everything to me.”

He comes with a shout, hips jerking as his cock pulses, filling me with hot liquid. The base of his cock swells, locking us together. I can feel his cum spurting deep, the fullness so intense it almost hurts, but I love it.

He keeps moving, even as he knots me, his hand sliding down to rub my clit in rough, desperate circles. The sensation is too much, my whole body tensing as the orgasm rips through me, white-hot and blinding.

“Oh god- just like that! Yes, Jace,” I groan. “Keep going.”

“Come for me, baby,” he growls, rubbing me faster. “Come for me. I wanna feel you milk my cock.”

I scream, the sound echoing off the walls, as my pussy clamps down around him, squeezing every last drop from his cock.

My eyes roll back as the lightning pleasure takes over.

I’m weak and barely able to stand, breathing hard as my orgasm subsides. Jace’s arms wrap around me, holding me upright as he nuzzles my neck, still knotted tight inside me.

“You okay?” he asks, voice soft. “That was intense as fuck. And hot.”

I nod, leaning back against him. “More than okay. I needed that.”

“Me too.”

He lifts me, careful not to dislodge his knot, and carries me to the bed. Finn is already there, sprawled across the comforter with a book in hand. He looks up as we enter, takes one look at our joined bodies, and shakes his head.

“You couldn’t wait, could you?” he says, but there’s no real annoyance in his voice.

Jace grins, lowering me gently onto the bed and settling behind me, spooning me with his cock still buried deep.

“Not a chance,” he says. “She’s too fucking irresistible. And we can’t let her go a minute with pain.”

Finn sets his book aside and crawls over to us, his green eyes intense as he studies my face.

“How are you feeling?” he asks, brushing hair from my cheek.

“Much better now,” I say. “I can’t even go two minutes on my own.”

“We warned you, hun,” says Finn, kissing me on the lips. His tongue slides in deep, and my heart beats faster, remembering how he fucked me last night like no one’s business. “Especially in the beginning of your heat, your place is with your alphas. Always.”

Kane enters the room, a bowl of grapes in one hand. He raises an eyebrow at the sight of me pinned between Finn and Jace, but doesn’t comment. Instead, he sits on the edge of the bed and plucks a grape from the bowl.

“Open,” he commands, holding it out to me. “You need to be nourished at all times, my love.”

I smile at the attentive nature of these alpha wolves as I open my mouth. His eyes meet mine as he pushes a grape into my mouth, his thick finger brushing against my lips.

“Mhmm,” I groan when I bite into the grape, and the juicy flavors hit my tongue. During my heat, I crave fruit and water like crazy.

“You look beautiful when you eat,” he says, voice low and rough. “Makes me want to feed you everything.”

“Kane!” I cry out, nearly choking at his words. Finn laughs, Jace tightens his hold around my waist, and I feel more loved than I ever have in my life.

“It’s true, love,” says Kane, feeding me more grapes as I cuddle with all three of them in bed, my body relaxing more with Jace’s knot secure and snug inside of me.

I unconsciously touch the engagement ring on my left hand, and it gives me a happy glow deep down. This is true love to me.

I belong to them, and they belong to me. The bond between us is stronger than anything I’ve ever known, unbreakable and eternal. Nothing I would have ever found with any human boyfriend I dated in the past.

“I love all of you,” I say, the words bursting out of me, and all three men smile at the same time, looking at me with love and pure adoration.