Page 198 of Scent to the Feral Cowboys

Go,they seemed to say.I'll be right behind you.

I knew we were thinking the same thing—that some rules were meant to be broken, and some boundaries were meant to be crossed.

Especially when it came to Nelly.

But I couldn't move. My feet felt rooted to the barn floor as my hand continued its relentless pace. The pressure was building too quickly, threatening to spill over before I'd even touched her. I wanted to come.I needed to come.But not like this. Not in my hand while watching from the sidelines.

I needed cold water. A shock to the system. Something to pull me back from the edge so I could take her properly when my turn came.

Because it would come. I would make sure of it.

The thought of a cold shower, of ice water sluicing down my overheated skin, was barely enough to keep me from spilling over the edge. I closed my eyes, trying to focus on anything but the soft moans filling the barn air, the scent of Nelly's arousal mixing with the muskier notes of Alpha rut, the visual feast of her body stretched out before me.

Nelly's back arched off the blankets again, her body going rigid as Cooper's mouth finally forced her to climax. Her cry of release echoed through the barn. That sound, so wild and free, made the invisible glue holding me to one spot dissolve. My feet were moving before my brain caught up, carrying me toward her with gravitational force.

My abrupt movement spurred Wyatt into action. I could feel him behind me, following my lead.

Our pact was pointless now.

And neither of us cared.

I knelt beside Levi, who was cradling Nelly's head in his lap, stroking her copper hair as she trembled through the aftershocks of her climax. My hand immediately traced down her beautiful stomach, feeling the tight muscles beneath her soft skin quiver at my touch. Her scent was even more intoxicating up close, a heady mixture of sweetness and need that made my head swim.

Cooper rocked back on his heels, swiping his glistening mouth with the back of his hand. His expression was one of smug satisfaction, like he'd just won a trophy.And he fucking had.He’d claimed Nelly's first orgasm with our pack.

Cooper had always been impulsive, diving headfirst into whatever caught his interest. Of course he'd be the first to taste her, the first to push her over the edge. But I’d be the next.

With deliberate movements, my eyes locked on Cooper's, I moved to take his spot. He understood immediately what I wasdoing, a knowing look crossing his face. He shifted sideways, making room for me between Nelly's thighs, but not before giving me a look that said more clearly than words:‘You can't even imagine. Wait until you taste her.’

But I didn't want to taste her the way he had. I wanted tofeel her. I wanted tofill her. I wanted to claim her insides and have her body clench around my cock. I’d drive her to heights Cooper’s tongue never could.

As I settled between her legs, Nelly's eyes fluttered open, her gaze finding mine. Recognition dawned in those hazel depths, followed by a smile so sweet it made my chest ache. Her thighs parted further in silent invitation, and the scent of her arousal hit me like a physical blow.

I leaned down, pressing a kiss to the inside of her knee, then another slightly higher up her thigh. Her skin was impossibly soft beneath my lips, and I could taste the salt of her sweat mixed with sweet, intoxicating slick. My tongue darted out, tracing a path higher.

As if my brothers knew I needed to see her, they parted, allowing me to gaze up her stunning body and find her eyes.

I inched higher, watching her expression closely.

All I could think about was pushing into her body, knotting there, staying joined until I spilled hot seed into her waiting womb.Breed. Make her a mother. Have her carry my pups.My rational mind knew it was the rut talking. Yet, knowledge did nothing to dampen the desire. My entire existence narrowed to this single purpose: mate.

I positioned myself, gripping my cock with one hand while the other braced against the blanket near her hip. The head of my shaft brushed against her slick folds, and that first contact sent tendrils of electricity through me. She was so wet, so ready.

I pressed forward slightly, just enough for my tip to part her pinked lips. Then I stopped. Waited. Waited for her to tell meno. Waited for her to ask me to slow down. Waited for any sign that she wasn't as desperately ready for this as I was. The world seemed to hold its breath, waiting and wondering what Nelly’s, spoken or unspoken, answer would be.

She kept her eyes locked with mine, holding a palm against Levi’s chest when he moved in to kiss her again. My hips rocked slightly forward, gaining deeper purchase in her warmth. Her face slackened with need, and she blinked slowly before giving me a tiny, tentative nod.

That was all I needed.

I sank into her in one slow, steady push that had us both gasping. The sensation of her body opening for mine, accepting me inch by inch, was spectacular. She was tight, her inner walls gripping me like she never wanted to let go. A shudder ran through her as I filled her. She moaned against my girth, covering her face with one hand as if the pleasure was too much to bear with open eyes. I understood the feeling. The connection between us was so intense it bordered on agony.Now, I was the one making her back arch. Now, I was the one pushing her towards the cliff.

When I could sink no deeper, I paused, reveling in the sensation of being completely enveloped by her heat. Her pulse beat against my cock, a rhythm I wanted to memorize, to carry with me always. This was belonging. This was home. This was everything I'd never known I needed until she arrived on our ranch.

Her breasts, lifting higher, nipples hard as steel, were fucking masterpieces.

When Boone’s large hands encircled both, blocking my view, I nearly growled. I bit it back, forcing myself to remember that Boone was my brother in all the ways that mattered. Nelly belonged to all of us, not just me. But God, watchinghishands on her whileIwas inside her body made me want to knock hishands away, to cover her body with mine, to shield her from everyone's eyes but my own.

No. This is right. Together is how it’s supposed to be. Our pack. Our Omega.