Page 114 of Ondine: Vol. 2

His praise eases the omega.

“Bite me,” she commands, and Freddie smiles at me.

“Not until you breathe. I’m afraid you’re going to pass out,” he says so gently. So much love. So much trust. I take in a breath and hold it. Then I slowly let it out. Freddie rewards me by licking our bond mark.

“Freddie,” I moan.

“I know. I know.”

Jake drags Boone away.

“Ondine!” Arnie says so close to me. I need him. I need them all. I need biting and bonding and fucking. Now!

“I know, baby,” Jake says. She must have said that out loud.

“Jake, I’m taking her out of here,” Freddie says with power.

“I’ll stay and take care of Boone,” Sebastian offers, and I lose it. I grip Freddie so hard he winces and cries out.

“No! I need everyone! Now!”

“Leave Boone for now. He’s not going far. Everyone, out. My parent’s house is nearby. We will go there.”

Boone and Jake grew up together. Neighbors. I don’t want to be around any strange alphas. She can’t be around any strange alphas.

“Don’t worry, baby. My mother lives in Cash City. On hospice. Her pack is with her. The house will be just for us.”

My eyes clear and my mouth hangs open. Sebastian leans in and says to me, “Remember, it’s why Jake goes into the city on Fridays. To visit her.”

Jake offers me a little smile. “We will talk about it later.” Freddie carries me out of the basement, around the house, and into one of the Meier Pack’s SUVs. All my men pile in with me. The ride isn’t far. Freddie keeps tending to my bite until finally he gently presses his sharp teeth into the grooves. I push back on him, demanding they go in further. Each press opens our connection up more and more.

Finally.

Jake leads us into the house to his old bedroom. It will have to do. I can’t use his mother’s nest. That would be insane.

The omega loves this room. Thank god. It smells like decades of birthday cake. He has a huge king size bed. Jake covers the windows with blackout curtains. I extract myself from Freddie and stand before all my pack.

Jake, Sebastian, Shadow, Arnie, and Freddie. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine.

“Not to stop your need for fucking,” Arnie says to me, “but you’ve been gone for three days, honey. Let’s get naked in the shower first.”

“He said he was going to bathe me today.”

All my men growl. Except Arnie, who simply looks like he’d growl if that is what he did when he was upset.

This pleases her.

I reach down and grab the shirt he made me wear, which is ripped and torn, and pull it over my head, dropping it on the ground. I push the sweats down to my feet and step out of them. I stand before my pack, naked. Battered. Bruised. Dirty. Used. Tired. Hungry.

I’ve never felt more beautiful.

“Bathe me. And then bite me.” I look at their beautiful faces and amend. “And kiss me.”

Sebastian surprises me by being the one to grab me by the arm, twist me into him, and kiss me. It’s not tasteful at all. It’s a desperate/clingy/horny kiss.

His hands grip my ass—fingers digging into my flesh.

Arnie leaves the circle to start the shower. Sebastian walks me over, with our mouths still attached. It’s a big shower. Thank god. Three of us can safely get in at once. Sebastian and I are first. He puts me under the sprayer and gets me completely wet. He’s still in all his clothes and shoes.