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FIFTY-SIX

The shower wall is a cold contrast to the warm water falling over me.

I feel calm now as my alpha’s hands move over me, collecting suds to clean up all the leftover grum and sweat.

I could almost form his name in my mind, like it’s on the tip of my tongue.

That thought didn’t bother me, though, because I knew this alpha was mine .

His forehead scrunched in concentration, his large hands meticulous as he focused on taking care of me.

I look down and see a line of rings down his cock. My omega and I both raise our brows, surprised by this. I’m sure I already knew this, but the discovery makes something jump in my bones.

I move my hand around him, and he replies with a guttural groan deep in his throat. He lets me stroke him a few times before he stops me, his jaw grinding hard.

“Sweet mate, we have to finish your shower first. It’s been a few days since you last let us bathe you, and your fever should be breaking soon.”

I can’t hear his words because his scent lulls me, spiking just enough to cause a whine to escape from my throat. I can feel his hesitation, know that there’s something else we have to do first, but my proximity is calling to him and he’s having a hard time resisting it.

Yes, Alpha, give it to me.

“Stacia,” he warns, and I realize he’s talking to me .

I must have said that out loud.

“Yes, you did, baby,” he chuckles.

I let him continue his ministrations, although his hands don’t feel like they’re doing anything but putting me further into a frenzy. The steam from the shower suddenly feels like too much, and a cramp takes over my body as soon as he turns off the water and grabs a towel.

“I’ve got you,” he assures me as he leads me out of the shower and dries me off as quickly as he can.

I hiss again as the pain becomes stronger.

Before I can even beg for help, he’s lifting me off the floor and placing me on the bathroom counter.

My legs spread instinctively, and he’s there at my entrance without any further proposition.

The delicious drag of metal moving inside me causes me to mewl. My body accepts the invasion like it was made for it. As soon as I have the thought, my alpha moans deeply.

“Yes, baby. You were made for me .” He wraps his arms around my body, holding me steady on top of the counter. “Let me take care of you, my beautiful mate.”

His thrusts quicken and I’m suddenly holding onto his body for dear life as the feel of him causes the pain to subside and my semi-consciousness to escape on a wave.

Through bits and pieces of awareness, I can feel nothing but bliss and love, my bond to this alpha pulling taut and anchoring me to this porcelain sink.

When the feeling comes to a pinnacle, it feels as if he physically rips the pain from my body, smothering it with an overwhelming amount of pleasure instead.

The ground has never felt so close as he holds me, our bodies locked like they were always meant to be.

I come back to my body, my limbs sweaty. The alpha above me rubs his face over mine as his knot deflates. His pierced cock pulls out of me with a slow drag.

I whine at the absence of him. My body loses its relaxed state, bringing back the intense insatiable feeling as my stomach cramps again.

More , my omega half shouts.

There’s a tiny moment of clarity as I realized I’m still in my heat. I’m not sure how many days it’s been. We must have slept at some point. I kind of remember being force fed pudding at some point.

Being so entangled as both human and omega is the most exhilarating experience. Better than any drug, better than any avoidance technique. Because here, I am safe . My mates are above and beyond.

I relish the potency of my pack, how my scent lives beside theirs now, how heavenly it fills my nose. It settles the ache, makes it more bearable. But it doesn’t diminish it, my body is still ravenous for their knots.

“Please.” I pull the word from my throat. Suddenly there’s another body hovering over me, and I smell the sweet hints of coconuts as he lifts me into his arms so I can straddle his lap.

When did we get back to the nest?

“Sweetheart,” my blond alpha hums while pushing the sweaty hair out of my eyes.

“We’re here, baby,” my prime whispers over my shoulder, his lips gently touching the shell of my ear. “Do you want Kendall’s knot again, angel?”

Goosebumps erupt all over my bare skin. I want to be like this with them always, naked and basking in our primal need.

I get an image, one that my prime can apparently see on my face because he gives a darkened chuckle. “You’re thinking about that thing we discussed, aren’t you?”

My face breaks out into a sweet smile. Maybe we talked about it, I can’t be too sure. All I know is that I want it, and I want it now .

“You want both of our cocks, my love?” my blond mate asks rhetorically, caressing my face with his thumb. “Then you’ll get them.”

He lies down, pulling my chest to his so my ass sticks out. I arch my back, the movement alone causing a moan to fall from my lips.

“You’ll have to be patient for us, Omega,” the alpha behind me says firmly, his hand stroking down my spine. I give an impatient groan at his words. “We have to prepare you. Let Kendall make you feel good.”

I gasp when I feel something slick and hard against my clit. My first instinct is to rub myself against it, which elicits a strangled noise from the body the cock is attached to.

“You’re so fucking wet. Uriah fucked you good and full, didn’t he, Omega?” I keen at his words, his hands going to my hips and gripping me perfectly. My body halts its movements as I feel something cold at my backside.

“Get inside her, Kendall,” the prime instructs him, which sends the alpha under me into a quickened motion.

He pulls me up slightly and angles his cock for my entrance, before letting me sink down on him in a single smooth stroke.

We both hiss as our bodies come together, the sensation almost too much as he bottoms out, his knot resting against me.

The sensation almost makes me forget about my prime’s fingers as he probes me, inserting the tip of his index finger before wrapping my hair around his other hand and pulling my head to the side.

He licks at his bond mark on my neck, which makes me mewl like a cat as I clench down on the alpha inside of me.

“Fuck, Stacia,” he grunts, his head falling back to rest on the floor.

He stays still, letting our pack leader continue his movements.

He works his finger into me, pulling delighted noises from my lips.

The tiny bit of motion sets my skin on fire as I relish in the feeling of both holes being used, my clit feeling abandoned.

I take my blond alpha’s hand and guide it to the apex of my legs. His darkened chuckle hits my ears as he holds himself just above where I want him, his eyes never leaving my face. “Our omega is so bold in her desires. Your desperate pussy is getting impatient with us, isn’t it, Stacia?”

I give a frustrated moan as his cock throbs inside me, his hand still teasing me with the slightest touches.

“We want you to be nice and ready to take us, angel,” the alpha behind me purrs, the sound going straight to my clit.

He works in a second finger, the stretch feeling like the most delicious form of torture that I’ve ever experienced.

He kisses my shoulders, the back of my neck, just before the alpha beneath me finally places his thumb where I need him the most. I sigh with relief, immediately feeling my body respond as their ministrations inside me heighten exponentially.

When he works in a third finger, he puts his lips next to my ear.

“You’re doing such a good job, Omega.” I whine at his praise, bowing my back so he can graze me deeper.

“Now, here’s what’s going to happen. Your beta is going to fuck you with your alpha first, and then I’ll come back to finish you off with my knot. How does that sound?”

I nod my head, my eagerness evident by the noises falling from my lips. “I need it.”

“I know you do, Stacia. You’re aching for it, aren’t you?” He moves his fingers in a way that causes me to clench before he pulls them out. “Now, be a good girl for your mates.”

I nod again as he moves away, then spiced rum and orange fills my nose and I groan at the smell.

“My beautiful doe.” He moves his fingertips down my spine as the alpha underneath me removes his thumb.

I whine in protest for only a second before I feel something else touching my entrance, the bulb of him wet and ready as it rests, teasing me before its descent.

“I want you to relax, my love. We’re all here for you, to give you every bit of pleasure you want and need.

” The tip of him finally, finally , invades me, my muscles relaxing to take him as he works himself in slowly.

The pressure is so fucking good as all three of us hold our breaths in anticipation.

It takes several long moments for my beta to work himself inside me. He’s being so careful, you’d think I was a delicate thing. When he finally gets all the way inside, I let out a low moan. I’ve never felt so full in my life, and the sensation leaves me breathless.

“Take some deep breaths, Omega,” my alpha below me says through his teeth.

He’s almost as wrecked as me, barely holding onto his self control as his cock sits inside the deepest part of me, waiting, cherishing.

His hands come up to my face, holding it like I’m precious, and the feeling causes the same kinds of sparks to explode inside me as if he were touching my clit once more.

I try my best, breathing in through my nose and then out through my mouth. The movement of it seems familiar, so I repeat it again, finding myself more composed and ready.