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Gideon

W ell, fuck.

Jensen and Bethany were bonded, staring at each other with those dopey-ass grins.

It had taken everything in me to stay seated as they fucked, because I was damn jealous and wanted to be right there, touching her, feeling her inside and out.

My time would come.

For a brief moment, I was concerned that Jensen’s knot was going to take ages to go down, and we only had a limited amount of time before Joey would be home from school.

Thankfully, it only took twenty minutes, and for the first few moments, they simply snuggled and murmured how much they loved each other. It was adorable, really.

As soon as Jensen’s knot deflated enough that Bethany could slide off him, Cullen was right there, scooping her up and kissing her.

“Present,” he growled, and Bethany obliged him with a smile on her face. Turning, she bent over, looking me dead in the eye as she presented her pussy to Cullen. Her devilish smirk was beautiful, and I was hard as a rock waiting for my turn.

The grin dropped and her mouth fell open with Cullen’s first thrust. It wasn’t slow or romantic; it was fast, hot, and feral.

He grasped her hips for dear life as he repeatedly pounded into her, and all she could do was cling to the sheets as she mewled in pleasure.

“Good girl, taking my cock so well,” Cullen cooed as Jensen sat up to watch the show, his cock already hardening again.

I doubted any of us could stay soft with Bethany around.

We may have been older than she was, but fuck, she made us as horny as a pack of teenagers—it was a skill, really.

Just like before, it didn’t take long until Bethany was screaming in pleasure. Her face was flushed and her eyes glazed over.

She was beautiful.

And she was ours.

Unable to wait any longer, I made my way to her. At my approach, she beamed at me, Cullen still drilling into her pussy nonstop.

I pulled my slacks down, and my cock bobbed free.

The omega goddamned licked her lips at the sight. The expression on her face was so hungry, it made my cock twitch.

“Want a taste?” I asked gruffly.

When she nodded eagerly, I about came right then and there.

Resting on her elbows, she leaned forward greedily.

The moment she wrapped her lips around my cock, all thoughts escaped me. Warm, wet perfection. My hand tangled in her hair as she moaned around my length, the added vibration a pleasant sensation.

Bethany bounced between the two of us, gleeful, for a few moments, the bite mark on her neck a stark reminder of what we were about to do to her. The need to mark her was primal and irrational, but I was beyond giving a fuck.

Bethany was ours, and we were hers.

A family, and nothing would be able to change that.

Everything we had wanted for so long was becoming a reality.

When Cullen’s thrusts started to reach a peak, I backed off, ignoring the adorable pout Bethany gave me at the loss of my cock in her mouth.

Her mouth was going to be needed for something else very shortly.

With a roar, Cullen came, his knot no doubt expanding as he hunched over Bethany, his hand resting on the sheets in front of her face as he leaned down and bit into her shoulder.

She could have waited and turned around to bite him on the neck, but Bethany was impatient and launched at the first piece of skin she could see, which just happened to be his wrist.

Even though I hadn’t bitten her yet, I could feel the smallest echo of her through my pack mates. Bonds were peculiar things, but once we bonded to an omega, we would all be that much more connected.

“Jesus Christ, I thought you guys were deadly on a normal day. I swear, your knots have doubled in size,” Bethany muttered as she pressed her face into the sheets.

Cullen chuckled, kissing her new bite mark. “I’ll take that as a compliment.”

“Shush.” Bethany chuckled, and then groaned as she shifted. “Hurry up and deflate, goddamn it,. I have another alpha to bite,” she mumbled, throwing me a smile.

“Kind of hard to do when you feel so good.” Cullen shrugged.

Bethany wiggled her hips playfully, and Cullen’s hand cracked against her ass lightly.

“How long do we have?” Bethany asked me.

“About forty minutes.”

She nodded, a firm look of resolve in her face. The little omega was determined and was going to get what she wanted.

It turned out, Bethany Noble’s stubbornness knew no bounds. Within ten minutes, she had pulled herself off Cullen’s cock and was crawling toward me.

He gave her one quick, bruising kiss before lounging in the nest with Jensen to watch the show.

“My turn,” I growled, grabbing her ankle and dragging her so she was flat on the bed as I crawled over her. I kept my body weight off her so she could easily move if she was uncomfortable thanks to her little bump.

There was no hesitation in her eyes, just sparkling joy. Without any instruction, she opened her legs and lined herself up with my cock.

“You sure you can handle me after already taking two other knots?” I asked softly, leaning down to kiss her.

She smirked. “Bring it on.”

Well, who was I to deny her?

Her pussy was already slick with the cum of my pack mates, so I slid into the hilt with no resistance.

“So ready for me. Aren’t you a greedy little omega?” I cooed, resting my hands on either side of her head.

It was obvious she was tired, but still she wrapped her arms around my neck, pulling me down to press against her.

“Will you hurry up and knot me so we can pick up our daughter from school?” she asked, the sass in her tone making me far happier than it should have.

She’d had enough adjustment time.

Rearing back, I thrust deeply.

Sheer perfection, and all mine.

She was squeezing my cock so tightly with her walls, I was a little afraid I was going to lose all blood flow.

“Oh, fuck,” Bethany muttered, her eyes rolling back into her head as my pace slowly increased. Her arms tightened around my neck, pulling us together.

One hand rested on the bed above her, keeping myself from squishing her, and the other grasped at the flesh just under her ass, opening her even wider for me.

“I fucking love you, Bethany Noble,” I growled.

The use of her mated name made her eyes widen and set her off like a bomb. A strangled cry escaped her lips, and her walls clamped down on me.

“Mine,” Bethany snarled, resting her forehead against mine, her hips moving to meet me thrust for thrust. I knew our pack mates were watching, but in this moment, it felt like it was just the two of us.

Me and my omega.

Cullen’s bite was low on her shoulder, so when I bit her, I would aim high.

Did the bossy, domineering part of me love the idea of my bite mark being visible in almost all clothing? Absolutely. I wanted the whole fucking world to know that Bethany Noble was my omega.

It felt like I had her in my arms, savoring her for ages, when it was probably only a few minutes. We didn’t exactly have much stamina when it came to her, but that just meant we had to practice.

I was more than happy to practice again and again…

My knot started to swell, and I tried to distract myself somewhat. She had to come first; I refused to embarrass myself. Her walls were bearing down on me so tightly, though, I doubted I would have to wait for long.

“I’m going to bite you and make you mine, omega,” I growled. “I want the whole world to see that you chose us, and we chose you.”

“Mine,” Bethany growled, breaking off in a whine as her walls started to flutter, her own orgasm taking over.

“Bite high, omega. Show the world who I belong to,” I instructed right before I sank my teeth into that sweet spot just under her ear.

Her own mouth found a similarly high spot on my neck, and my chest was ready to burst with pride.

Yes, I wanted the whole world to know she was mine, but fuck, I also wanted her bite on me to be obvious.

I wore suits, and the collar could get high at times, but Bethany had ensured that, no matter what I wore, people would see her mark.

My knot was impossibly hard, and I was surprised I had any blood flow left to my brain. Bethany had an uncanny habit of making me lose all rational thought, but looking down at my blissed-out omega, I couldn’t find it in me to care.

“Pack Noble!” Cullen shouted playfully as we came down from our high, making us all break into laughter.

Bethany craned her neck, kissing both of our pack mates briefly. “Pack,” she whispered, her eyelids drifting closed lazily.

Jensen slid off the nest, a shit-eating grin on his face. “I think I’ll need to go pick up the munchkin, because we don’t have much time left and I doubt Gideon is deflating anytime soon.”

I groaned, resting my forehead on Bethany’s shoulder as she giggled, her hand coming up to gently brush through my hair.

Who knew head scratches could feel so goddamned fucking good?

I didn’t, but I would offer Bethany anything she wanted if she kept doing that.

After I flipped us over, so I was lying on my back with my mate splayed out on my chest, she hummed happily, nuzzling into my chest.

“Thank you,” I muttered to Jensen as he waved goodbye, swaggering out of the nest with the biggest grin known to man.

Cullen threw a blanket over us and we lay back, happy to just bask in one another’s presence for a while.