Page 73 of They Love Me Knot (Starsfalls Omegaverse #2)

And just like his food, Sterling’s sweetness surrounds everything that he is, his love for me and his packmates, his care for his friends and community, the town, the things he bakes to provide for others. Sterling is so giving, but he still worries he’s not doing enough.

I’ll always be happy to reassure him that he is enough, and I’ll be there to make sure he takes care of himself too.

At the other end of my new thread is Kieran.

His creative urges are more loose, visions and daydreams of things to create.

His thoughts, too, are abstract, visual imagery rather than words and sentences.

Kieran’s curiosity, how he sees the world, captured in his art.

Bright splashes of color accompany every thought, and the brightest, most complex mix of colors swirl around his love for his pack, for us.

As I take in Sterling and Kieran, I’m also showering them with my love and affection, which they happily drink up.

After they release me and lick their marks, I bite Sterling first, across the middle of his neck. I feel him inhale against my tongue, and then our bond is complete.

Sterling’s thoughts flash back to the day we met, and seeing that moment from his perspective is…

enlightening. His nervousness about looking foolish after falling and trying to cover it up because he was so taken by me, except I ran away before he could ask me out.

I also realize he wasn’t hitting on me (yet) when I fell on him.

I’m laughing as I pull back, barely able to lick my mark. Sterling laughs with me, thinking about how things started and where we ended up.

I didn’t mind seeing him covered in cake accidentally slips through the bond, and Sterling grins and kisses me before giving me to Kieran.

I look for the best place to put my mark before deciding on the right side of Kieran’s neck, just under his silver dangly earring.

I sink my teeth in, and he holds my face to his neck as our bond is cemented.

Our thoughts swirl brightly, colors blending together until it’s blinding with how happy we are.

I’m breathless when I release Kieran, and I’m not sure if it’s because I’m so moved by their feelings or because I was so excited I forgot to breathe. Whatever it is, I’m panting as we fumble around, each trying to tend to our bites.

When we’re done, Ciro is there, sliding me onto his lap.

“I love you, princess,” he says, striking fast, biting me before I get the chance to say it back.

Ciro’s mind barrels in, eager to bond and be tied together forever.

I feel the same way, and with his mouth still on my neck, I yank Ciro’s shirt down and bite his chest.

The bond snaps into place instantly .

He groans against my neck, rubbing his hard cock against my pussy like he’s trying to find a way in, but our clothes are still in the way.

I dig my nails into his forearms and hold on as our thoughts collide, ricocheting as we try to show them to each other. Neither of us mind our bond was quick and bumbling. Sometimes you need someone so badly you can’t wait.

As I had already guessed, Ciro feels things deeply. Now I can see just how wounded he was by the break from his previous pack, scar tissue spiderwebbing across his heart.

But that’s only a small part of who he is.

The hurt is overshadowed by the love for his new pack, better memories helping fade the pain.

Ciro poured his nurturing instincts into his plants, but now those instincts are focused on me too.

He shows me our past from his perspective: his denial about how interested he was in me and his fear of opening up.

Then there’s his self-flagellation that he treated me so poorly until finally, he accepted the truth.

Ciro promises to spend the rest of his life making sure I’m happy, and that I’m never hurt again.

I appreciate the thought, but I don’t need Ciro to feel guilty or grovel forever. As long as he treats me like his partner, his omega, I’m happy. I know from now on he will. Ciro is a good person who was hurt and thought he needed to push people away to save himself.

Now that he’s no longer afraid of loving me, I’m not worried about Ciro ignoring me or pushing me away again.

I try to reassure him I love him and the rest of the pack, but Ciro isn’t afraid of that anymore. He knows I love them, and he shows me how much he loves me and is looking forward to our forever future .

I am too.

With that thought, we swiftly clean our bites, and Ciro passes me to my final alpha.

Alister sets me sideways on his lap, arm around my back and hand on my thigh.

He kisses me, beard brushing my skin like a comforting blanket.

The kiss is so soft and sweet, I don’t even notice that he’s bitten me until his mind is suddenly there, surrounding mine.

I moan as his teeth sink deeper into my lower lip.

Alister’s bond feels like I’m lying on a bed of flowers, no, a soft rug in the kitchen, warming myself in front of the stove as a hearty soup simmers. His thoughts are crisp and clear, but underneath he’s just as wild as my other mates, instincts just as strong.

As I already knew, Alister keeps himself on a tight leash, holding himself back from dominating others. With me, he’s free to let that part loose, and I’m always happy for him to take charge when we play together.

Alister is proud of my work as a florist and everything I’ve accomplished. He’ll always be there to cheer me on and take care of me when I’m at home, our needs like puzzle pieces fitting together. His love for me and my love for him is unconditional and forever.

His tongue replaces his teeth, soothing my swollen lip.

My tongue brushes his as I feel my new bite, every touch making the mark tingle and my body quiver.

That’s going to take some getting used to. It’s good for spicy times, but I can’t be getting aroused every time I eat or drink.

Or can I?

No.

Well, not in public at least .

The bites on my neck are throbbing too, exciting my omega.

I give Alister just enough time to stop the bleeding and then press my lips firmly against his, mirroring his bite by digging my teeth into his plush lower lip.

He groans, startled I cut him off before he finished soothing his bite. I smile with my teeth still in him, loving to tease Alister just to see what he’ll do.

This time though, I didn’t mean to tease. I just couldn’t wait any longer to bond Alister and tie myself completely to this pack.

Alister shows me how he views me, his comfort, the warmth of the hearth bringing everyone together, and making the house into a home.

He loves my sweetness and strength, proud that I can take care of myself, but also wanting to coddle and pamper me.

Alister thinks I’m perfect, the perfect mate, the perfect person for them.

I don’t think I’m perfect by any means, but I do think we’re perfect for each other.

He never gave up hope of finding a mate, someone to complete their pack.

I’m so glad Alister never gave up on me, and I’ll never stop being thankful that Feliks found me and opened my heart to love again so I’d be ready for his packmates.

As my bite seals our pack together, a stillness settles over us, freezing this moment in time for us to memorize it.

Now we’ll never be apart again, even if we’re not physically together.

Eventually time restarts, and with a sigh I release Alister’s lip. We kiss and lick each other to heal our marks.

My cheeks are damp when we pull away.

“I love you, baby girl,” Alister says .

“I love you, Alister,” I reply, pressing my teary face against his, and he kisses the tears away.

Our packmates join us, and they pass me around because I want to hug everyone.

We end up splayed out on the ground in a group cuddle, tangled together, the flowers swaying over our heads and the sun warming us.

For a while, the only sounds are the breeze rustling the grass and the birds calling out to each other.

My stomach growls loudly, echoing across the field, and interrupting our bliss.

My face flushes, and I close my eyes like I can hide from the noise reverberating around us.

My mates laugh.

“Alright, let’s get inside and feed our omega,” Feliks says, standing up and lifting me in his arms. “I’m going to make you lots of tacos.”

I cuddle into his chest and let him carry me back to our house.

I love that I can feel their amusement and know they don’t think it’s silly I’m already this hungry even though we had a big breakfast not long ago. I’m excited to share everything with them because they love me for who I am and don’t wish I were something I’m not.

As Feliks carries me home, our alphas flanking us, I know I've found the right pack, the perfect fit.

I wonder what they’ll fit in me after lunch.

I grin at the images that conjures up. My mates growl in response to my lustful feelings, and Feliks quickens his pace.

I’m curious to see what sex is like now that we’re bonded, and it’s almost enough to make me rush through eating like I did during my heat.

Almost.

You could stop here, but the epilogue has more delicious spice, sooo….