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“Fuck,” Stacia pants. I am trying to catch my own breath, but can’t help but admire the state she’s in. Blissed out, flushed, and absolutely beautiful.

I maneuver her body so she can comfortably lie on top of me. She clenches around my knot, causing an inhuman sound to leave my mouth.

Ciro comes up to kiss her neck and shoulders, grinning feverishly. “I think we should put the alpha on clean up duty, what do you say, omega?”

I narrow my eyes at him over her shoulder. “I don’t know if you missed your autonomy lessons, but we are currently bound. I’m not going anywhere for a while.”

He playfully rolls his eyes. “I obviously meant after.”

Stacia giggles between us. “I don’t care who does it or if it even gets done at all.” She rubs her face into my chest. “I love the way we all smell together.”

A prominent purr begins in my chest. “Then we’ll clean later.” Ciro settles onto his back as we all lie there, basking in the afterglow.

It’s been a transitional time these past few weeks.

Stacia seems lighter, happier. Therapy has helped way more than any of us could have expected.

But even though it’s been good, we still expect good and bad days.

Healing isn’t linear, and we know there will be times when Stacia feels the heaviness she once did.

Atlas has kept us afloat and continues to facilitate the healthy communication we all need.

The most important thing is that Stacia knows that we want to be here for everything, all the ups and downs.

There’s nothing she can do that will turn us away. We are all in.

Speaking of the devil, my bedroom door opens to show my prime’s face. He also looks happier and less burdened. Seeing our omega safe and happy always does that for him, no matter what else there is to worry about.

“You certainly look comfy,” Atlas says affectionately, leaning down to kiss Stacia’s cheek. Uriah steps in behind him.

“I am,” I say, leaning my face towards him. “Where’s mine?”

He kisses my cheek right before flicking me hard. I laugh as he settles onto the bed beside us.

Uriah stays standing, something our omega notices right away.

“Alpha,” she pouts.

He crosses his arms, unrelenting. “I can’t, baby. I have practice and I refuse to let those knob-heads smell you.”

Oh, thank god . Nova, their guitarist, is the most hedonistic person I’ve ever met.

Stacia smiles, obviously happy with the response. “Fine. I hope it goes well. And you know that song you showed me? It was awesome, make sure to tell them I thought it was sick.”

Uriah grins. “I won’t be telling them that, baby. Maybe Phineas, because he’s the only one that has morals and won’t use it to irritate me for weeks on end.”

She snorts, but lets it go.

Atlas clears his throat. “Now that we’re all here, I think we should go ahead and ask her.”

A big grin appears on my face. What a thing to do while she’s strangling my cock.

“Ask me what?”

Atlas leans in, his hand going to caress her cheek. “How would you feel if you had your own space… here… permanently?”

Her eyes widen. “Like… move in?”

We all nod, feeling anxious but giddy at the same time. I don’t need to have a bond with them to know my brothers are just as nervous and excited as me.

“Yes, doe. We’d like you to move in with us, officially. And… we’d like to bond.”

Her eyes widen even more, her lips stretching into a massive grin. “Shut up . Are you serious?”

Her perfume emanates through the room, and we all groan as Atlas turns her face back to him. “We are serious. You are our omega. Forever.”

“Yours,” she murmurs, a different type of happiness taking over her features. She looks so free, and it fills me with so many emotions. “Yes. I’d love both of those things.”

I put my thumb under her chin and turn her to me, taking her lips because I want to remember this moment. The moment when my omega agreed to be ours forever, all while sitting on my knot and accepting my kiss first.

“We should celebrate,” Atlas says.

“Hazelnut M&Ms?” Stacia asks. She always has chocolate on the brain after sex.

“And charades!” Ciro adds.

She groans slightly before giving me a flirty smirk. “As long as my alpha lets me win.”

I give one of her ass cheeks a punishing slap. When she squeals, I feel my cock pulse inside her. “Maybe my omega can convince me.”

She bites her lip and I am done for.