Page 72 of Omega Forged (Hartlock Omegas #2)

Walden closed his eyes, but his lips tipped in a smile. “I thought I could only be happy if I left my mark on the world, but all I really want is to leave my mark on you.”

“I was in love with the idea of you when I was younger, Walden. You were untouchable, perfect. Getting to know the real you—”

“A carefully constructed image, courtesy of my sisters,” Walden interrupted.

There was a flicker of fright in his eyes and his hands slid down the column of my neck.

“I know that now. You are so much more than a Baylark, just like I’m so much more than a Hartlock. But I could become that person because of you. You inspire me and your pride makes me feel so strong. Thank you for seeing me and loving me always.”

I’d been a different person when Walden hurt me. Now I was stronger and even though he towered over me, I felt equal. The bracelet I wore on my wrist was a reminder of that.

Walden’s mouth opened and closed.

“Walden isn’t good at declarations of love,” Pan quipped from the couch.

“Quiet pup.” Walden’s eyes flashed. “But he’s not wrong. I’ve always been an action man, so tilt your head.”

His fingers were warm as they traveled over tight tendons.

Walden treated me as he always did, even as his teeth sank into my neck.

Reverent and firm. I let out a breathless squeak as pain rocked through my veins.

Walden was presence, he was solid. He paved his own path through me, and every part of me capitulated to his strength and power.

This was the beauty of an omega and an alpha.

The dominance of Walden was the perfect complement to my submissive omega.

Walden breathed furiously for a moment, trembling like the taste of me felled him. I would have sunk to the floor, but the perfect force of Ajax and Walden kept me steady. Black stars danced in my vision.

“Did I hurt you?” Walden lapped at his mark.

I laughed, and the sound wobbled, bright and dizzy.

His thread was more like steel and it encased Pan and Ajax like a shield.

“I. Feel. Amazing.” I wrapped my arms around Walden’s neck and planted a kiss on his iron-tinged lips. “Now take me to my beta.”

Pan laughed, and the sound was as bright as his bubblegum. The echo of it licked through my insides. Walden swept me into his arms and carried me to Lloyd, draping me onto his lap.

“You look so pretty with those bites, honey girl.”

Walden collapsed next to Pan in the two-seater, and their lips moved hungry and languid as their hands learned each other again. My insides felt different with my alpha’s threads locked up in me.

“I’d look even prettier on your cock.” I fumbled for his shorts, and his cock sprang out, hard already.

Ajax groaned, his gaze pinned on my tight ass. Waves of lust rolled through the connection in me from Walden and Pan. It made my clit tingle with need.

“Touch me,” I begged Lloyd.

He didn’t leave me wanting for long, pulling aside my panties and sliding inside.

“Do you recognize this set?” I asked him as I sank down on his hard length. This is what I’d been wearing in the first photo he commented on.

“I’m going to need another Tahlia show sometime,” Ajax interjected.

I threw my ass back for him and ground down on my beta. The tattoo, the bites. They hurt when I moved, but I pushed through the pain in search of pleasure.

“You’re soaked, honey girl. Did you like being marked by your alphas?” Lloyd pressed a wet kiss to my jaw.

“Yes,” I moaned, rolling my hips.

“Gonna fuck you like this every day, Tully.”

I was bond drunk, every sensation magnified, as I giggled against Lloyd’s lips. He thrust up hard, and it turned into a moan. His hands anchored my hips, but I had trouble holding myself up. An arm wrapped around my neck and wrenched my head up.

Ajax stared down at me, his gaze narrowed. “You sure you’re up for this, treasure?”

“Help me, alpha,” I begged and he smiled in response.

Lloyd leaned forward and sucked a nipple into his mouth, not the one Ajax marked. His tongue lashed against the hard nub as his hand burrowed between my legs. Slick painted them, and the slippery way his fingers circled made me cry out.

Ajax’s hold wasn’t tight around my throat. He was the only thing keeping me from folding over Lloyd. I didn’t want to stop, though. Coals layered the bottom of my stomach, and I knew my release would ignite them like a gust of wind.

Lloyd carved me open with his cock and his face twisted in tight with pleasure. Waves of lust came from Pan and Walden. We climbed a ladder together, feeding each other heated ropes of want.

“I’m going to—” I gasped as my orgasm slammed into me.

Ajax held me as I arched my back and clenched around Lloyd so tight he cursed.

“You’re doing so well,” Ajax murmured, pressing a kiss to my jaw. “Keep squeezing Lloyd.”

“She’s like a fucking vice.” Lloyd made a noise, almost painful, as he thrust up once and his warmth flooded my insides. He took his slick- soaked fingers and slipped them inside his mouth.

His eyes fluttered closed. “Like honey.”

My chest heaved, and I rested against Ajax’s bulk.

“Can you take more?” Ajax whispered against my neck.

Could I? My release let lust out like lava and it was rolling a path of heat through every nerve ending.

“I need you.” I nodded with a whine and Ajax gritted his teeth with a growl.

“Gods, angel, that got Walden ten times harder,” Pan groaned.

The two of them watched, jerking each other’s cocks. I whined again.

“Let me get out of your way.” Lloyd smothered a laugh and slipped out from underneath. And moved to an empty armchair.

Cum and slick made a mess of me as Ajax inched my panties down and moved me into the position he wanted.

On my knees, ass up. I folded onto the back of the couch.

I thought he would take me, desperate and needy as I was.

But Ajax was not that kind of alpha. His fingers danced between my legs to my clit, and he hummed as I jerked.

His bulk was like a weighted blanket as he made me come alive.

“Ajax,” I protested, biting down on the couch as his cock nudged against my entrance.

“Yes, treasure?” Ajax’s chest rumbled.

“I need you inside me,” I begged, adding a whine for good measure.

He gave me an indulgent smile and slipped his cock an inch deeper.

“Like this?” His fingers worked me until my thighs trembled.

How did he know the exact tempo and technique to make me fall apart?

“Walden has his spreadsheets for your interests, Tully. I memorized every orgasm you’ve had so I can give you exactly what you need to scream my name.”

Did I say that out loud ?

“Yes, gorgeous. One tattoo, two marks and three orgasms — it’s no wonder.”

“I’ve only had one orgasm,” I protested. But I was tantalizingly close to another one.

Ajax’s chest rumbled against my back.

“I’m being easy on you tonight and only giving you two. But as soon as you’re healed, I’m going to need to beat my record.”

“Ten was too much last time. I can’t do more.” I groaned, deep, as Ajax pushed all the way inside me. “You’ll give me your knot, though, won’t you?”

“You can. Look at you right now, with your pretty clit begging for my touch.” Ajax sucked in a breath as I clenched around him. “No knot. You have two other alphas who can’t wait.”

I rested my cheek on the soft couch and hitched a breath as Walden leaned over Pan’s cock. He let a glob of spit trail from his lips onto Pan.

“Now here.” Pan opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue.

Walden took a long look at me before he turned back to Pan and spat directly into his mouth.

“Swallow. Show our omega how well trained you are.”

Pan’s gulp carried across the room and he jerked his hips into Walden’s fist. His messy beauty leveled my insides, and I flung myself off the cliff of release. Ajax slammed hard and his knot teased me so much it brought a twin to my throat.

“Don’t come, please,” I begged Pan and Walden, eyeing their dripping lengths with hunger.

The weight of them inside me was an aphrodisiac. It made my veins roar with emptiness. I needed their salt on my tongue.

“You going to let me breed you, angel?” Pan’s eyes rolled back as Walden squeezed him with savage efficiency.

“I always wanted a big family,” I moaned.

Ajax faltered at my clit for the briefest moment. His fingers returned with vigor and I melted against the couch. I was a leaf in a river of ecstasy and the pace wasn’t languid anymore.

“Gods, you pregnant with our baby?” Ajax’s hips jerked in time with his choppy breaths. I loved the weight of him, the sound as he came closer to falling apart.

“Any baby would be lucky to have you as a dad, Ajax.”

“ Fuck .” Ajax swore, and I found myself flipped on the soft carpet.

Ajax loomed over me, and his expression was awe-tinged.

“You’re the most precious thing to me, Tully. That’s why I call you treasure. I never had a gift greater than you.”

Before I could say a word, he shuffled down my body and notched his head between my legs.

“Ajax, ahh—” I arched my back, with my legs tossed over his huge shoulders.

His tongue stole my words, but I knew he could feel the love brightening the thread between us.

His coffee-thick, hazelnut-rich scent lifted the veil from my gaze.

Ajax’s fingers dug into my thighs as his warm, unrelenting mouth sucked on my clit.

A gush of slick answered him and his laugh vibrated against me.

I wriggled on the carpet, whimpering wordless prayers to the ceiling.

This time, when I came, it wasn’t an explosion. It spread beneath me like foundations. The brand of Ajax’s tongue, teeth, and scent were an anchor I would never deny. He rolled back on his haunches and his chest rose hard.

“I never had a real home until I met you, and this pack, Ajax,” I whispered and rubbed my chest. Hoping he understood what I meant.

It wasn’t the roof over your head that made a home. Or even the family you were born with. You could grow up with shelter and food and still waste away with a hunger of the marrow.