Page 52 of The Forgotten

“This is where you belong,” I hiss against her lips. “In our pack, in my arms. Make them grovel forever, but accept that you’re ours.”

Olivia melts into my arms as I kiss her, and Aled curls upward, changing the angle. Olivia’s fingers tangle in the strands of his hair to keep him there. We’re even deeper inside of her, rocking against her g-spot as she loses her composure.

“Alpha, knot!” she screams. “Please, please?—”

Pulling on her hips, Aled limits my movements as he pushes his knot inside with us.

“Oh fuck,” I groan, shuddering as I begin to come. Olivia follows me with a gasp, my cum triggering her release. “So good. That’s it, Angel. You’re safe between us. I swear it.”

“I’d rather stab myself than hurt you,” Aled grits out, teeth clenching as he struggles to hold it together.

“That’s not…necessary. Oh my god!” she wails, shuddering.

Cai appears at her side, his fingers moving to rub her clit since Aled is now busy.

“I need your cock,” Olivia moans, watching as he strokes it. I think we’re all going to be permanently hard this heat, which is a neat omega pheromone trick.

Cai slides his dick past her lips, and I notice that her body relaxes quickly.

“Sucking cock helps her with the pain,” he explains. “We figured that out really quickly. The problem is that she likes to bite. Well, I like the pain so I don’t…fuck, just like that, Hellcat.”

Smirking, I bite down on her shoulder, groaning as she clenches around us.

“You’re so perfect,” I rasp. “I love you, Angel. The good, the bad, all of it.”

“Be yourself with us,” Aled says, his eyes on me. I can tell he’s very close to coming, but he’ll hold out until he’s knotted her. “This is a fairly eccentric family, Livy. Fuck, almost. Yes, baby. So good. Come again for me.”

I watch from my viewpoint as Cai pinches her clit, and he curses as she bites down on him as she comes.

“Joke’s on you. I fucking love it when you do that,” he groans. I didn’t know my brother was so kinky. “Aled’s right. You fit perfectly in our pack.”

A second later, his eyes grow wide, and he gazes in wonder at Olivia as she swallows down his cum.

“She just bonded with me,” he whispers and I put my finger to my lips. “I didn’t say the words.”

I don’t want her to freak out about it. This is a post heat issue. I don’t think in this case that Cai needed to verbally rescind his rejection, because he already said them in his heart.

Actions speak much louder than words.

Chapter

Twelve

OLIVIA

My lashes feelas if they’re glued together, and I moan weakly as I open my eyes. My head throbs as if I’ve been drugged, and my thoughts are fuzzy.

“It’s about fucking time.” A sharp kick to my ribs makes me gasp, and I have to blink multiple times in order to be able to see.

I’m naked, laying on a cold floor, and no longer in the nest in the living room. I feel very disoriented, with no sense of how much time my heat lasted for.

“What?” I gasp, gasping for air as I gaze up at Dylan’s red and angry face.

“You took my sons from me,” he growls, attempting to follow me as I roll away.

My arms are tightly bound behind my back, leaving me semi defenseless. Dylan will have to kill me in order to have any part of me. I won’t give up.

There’s a warm glow inside of me that insists I fight him. Some of that is my fury, and there’s a pulsing from a bond that Ican feel is Cai. At some point in my heat, I lost sense of anything other than knots and cum, but I’m not upset about this.