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Page 65 of Unbonded (Pack’s Companion #3)

Do I feel guilty for bullying him into accepting the role of pack alpha?

No more than I do for letting Kate fall into the hands of the bastards who stole her from us.

Being close to me will always put my packmates in the spotlight, and if I hadn’t given Kate such an extravagant ring, perhaps she never would have been put in harm’s way.

And while I am glad our pack alpha has unleashed his true nature, I will forever regret what Kate suffered in that warehouse.

I pause, watching Bram’s gaze pass over our pack.

“I have always been partial to cocky quarterbacks,” I murmur, earning a startled glance from Lachlan, and a happy hum from my omegas.

But Bram is studying Kate intently, his eyes dark with shadows. “Corbus, will you stay close to me?”

Ah. Even now, after claiming both Dash and Lachlan, our pack alpha is wary.

“Always, mijn broer ,” I assure him, moving across the nest to press a hand to his cheek. His skin is hot, a vibration just below the surface. His rut, or the lure of our precious jewel?

Kate is watching him with a thoughtful expression, despite the haze that is no doubt muddling her mind. “What’s wrong, Bram? You smell like you want to escape.”

His mouth drops open, more flustered than I’ve seen him. “I just want to make sure it’s good for you.”

She rolls to her knees, her skin gleaming with slick and cum as she crawls towards us. “I told you in your office, I want to take advantage of everything you have to offer.”

I cock a brow, because he clearly paraphrased their conversation. “Do tell?”

Kate smirks, the picture of feminine seduction as she leans back on her hand, her body laid bare. “I told him I wanted to train myself to take his knot. In case it became harder after my heat.”

Bram squirms, while the rest of us look on with rapt attention. “You said this happened in his office?” Dash asks, his eyes dancing. “Was that before or after one of his fascinating board meetings.”

“I was fitting him for his jacket.” A smile plays around Kate’s mouth, but there’s a definite hunger in her eyes as she stares at our pack alpha. “He told me an uber knot was just a matter of logistics, and it wasn’t any different to his big toe.”

“I said my foot,” Bram rumbles, tucking them under the blanket like shy petals.

“But it didn’t feel like a foot,” Kate goes on, blinking at him with her big, gray eyes. “Or taste like it, for that matter.”

Lachlan coughs, his hand inching down his chest. “You sucked his cock in his office?”

“I worshipped his knot,” Kate corrects him, close enough to dip her head and repeat the gesture. “But I could do with some help.”

She doesn’t need to repeat the suggestion, Dash and Lachlan joining her between Bram’s thighs, silky heads bobbing as they lap and kiss his knot.

It’s flushed the color of a freshly cut ruby, and in moments it’s gleaming from their slick mouths.

Bram sinks back on his hands, his face slack with pleasure. “Oh, fuck.”

It’s not often I hear Bram curse, and I smile as I slip behind him, kissing his flushed neck. “Only what you deserve, pack alpha.”

He groans, and we all worship him for a while, just like Kate invited us to do. “Are you happy, Alpha?” I breathe against his ear, his heart pounding under my palm.

“I feel like I’ll blink and miss the best moment of my life.”

I tighten my arm around him. “Not possible. We have an omega heat and an alpha rut to get through. We’ll be doing this for days , mijn broer .”

He groans again, but then he turns and kisses me softly on the mouth. “I love you, Corbus. Without you, none of this would work.”

As I stroke his cheek, I think of my mother, alone in her ice castle, and of my father, who gave me nothing but a title and the belief that I’d never be enough. Without Bram , I’m not sure I would even be here. “We found each other,” I tell him. “That’s all that matters.”

He nods, and by silent agreement, we draw our packmates into our arms. I take Lachlan, while the omegas cling together, Dash fitting against Kate’s back as she climbs into Bram’s lap.

“Let the training commence,” Dash hums, his hands busy between them as Kate grips Bram’s shoulders.

She sinks down slowly, Dash whispering in her ear as she opens her body to their alpha’s cock.

It’s a stretch, but she’s determined, her slick so thick it is trickling down Bram’s thighs.

A whine slips past her lips, her back flexing and her hips rocking as she strains to take those last few inches.

We all pause to watch her settle on his knot, that throbbing, gleaming jewel sliding inside her like it was made for that setting.

For a while we’re lost to the pull of our bodies, and the hum of our bonds, crackling in the air like live wires. Dash moves between us, petting and praising, his tongue and fingers easing the way. He strokes and kisses us until we’re nothing but a tangle of panting, slapping flesh.

It could be minutes or hours before I sink my teeth into Lachlan’s straining throat, our fingers locked together as tightly as the bond snaps in my chest.

“Corbus?”

I can barely lift my head around the pulse of my knot and the taste of sunshine dancing on my tongue. “What is it, mijn broer ?”

“I can smell it.” He bends his head, a look of awe on his face as he laps at the enormous bite he’s carved into Kate’s scent gland. “I can smell orange blossom.”