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“ F uck, yes .” Jax throws his head back, scenting the air.

Elderberry and rose hips flood the space with a fresh note that’s unlike anything I’ve ever smelled before. My dick immediately stiffens in response to the glowing omega before me. She’s resplendent, like the goddess incarnate. The power radiating off of her is only softened by the whimper from her lips and the way her hands grip her stomach. She curls over, and the next sound that escapes her is one of pain.

Instinctively, I know she’s in heat. And I know exactly what she needs.

“Come here, omega.” My voice shakes with the effort to avoid barking the command. My alpha wants to take over, to dominate.

Since I’ve avoided omegas, I’ve never been so close to one in heat, and the pheromones pouring off her affect me in ways I couldn’t have imagined. My knot swells in response to her needy whine, aching to give her what she needs.

Cora obeys my demand, taking a step toward her alphas, but before she can get any closer, Archer jumps between us all.

“Wait.” He holds up his hands. They’re shaking, and a light sweat has broken out on his brow, too. “We need to talk before this goes any further.”

“No,” Cora moans, shaking her head as she sinks to the floor like her legs have given out on her. “Knots. I need knots.”

“What’s there to talk about?” Jax walks around Archer. “We fuck her. Knot her. Bond her. Seems pretty simple to me.”

The second he’s close to Cora, she grabs for him, nails scratching over his naked skin. He hisses in pleasure, then praises her when he sees the red welts rising on his arm. “That’s right, my perfect little mate. Mark your alpha. Claim me.”

“We can’t do this here! ” Archer urgently waves a hand in the air.

In a blink, Jax has Cora’s shorts off and his head between her legs. She’s on her back, writhing on the stone floor, as he hoists up her ass to devour her. Fuck, it’s like the pools all over again, but this time I’m not going to just sit back and watch.

Shoving Jax out of the way, I pull her into my lap, brushing the sweaty hair from her face. She protests the loss of Jax’s tongue only for a moment before snuggling into my lap and wrapping her legs around my waist, dragging her core against me. Fuckkkk .

“Hey, hummingbird, look at me.” Her eyes are already unfocused, but she follows my direction. Archer’s probably right. We shouldn’t do it this way—but with her wet pussy grinding against my cock and the potency of her heat pheromones, I’m not sure I’m strong enough to resist.

Reaching around her, I fiddle with the clasp on the choker, hoping once it’s off, this crazy heat spike will end, and we can talk more reasonably about a plan.

But it won’t unhook.

“Let me try.” Archer squats down behind Cora. She clutches the necklace like she knows he’s trying to take it, whips her head around, and growls. But no sooner has she snarled at him, than she’s grabbing him and kissing him like she’ll never get enough.

He continues to fumble with the clasp on the choker, to no avail.

Bear steps in, giving it a try with the same results. All the while Cora rubs herself against my shaft, only my thin shorts between me and her dripping cunt.

“It won’t come off,” Bear says.

She curls in on herself, nearly falling off my lap in the process, clearly in pain from another cramp. Heats and heat spikes demand knots. It’s the only way to satiate them. If they aren’t satisfied, it can be dangerous. I’ve even heard of rare cases where omegas have died from unfulfilled heats.

My alpha growls in displeasure. My mate is hurting . My mate is hurting, and I have what it takes to relieve her of that pain. It’s my responsibility as her alpha. And whether or not she takes me as her bonded mate when this is all over, at this moment, I am her alpha.

“What about getting out of the temple? Doing this here isn’t safe. We need supplies.” Not even Archer’s logical statements can rip my focus away from my omega.

“Can’t you see she’s in excruciating pain? You want me to leave her like this? Desperate and begging for a knot?” I snap back at the beta.

Cora starts squirming, trying to pull away. I almost let her go—I won't hold her against her will—until I see the sad look in her eyes. Fuck, is she hurting so bad she’s crying? I tighten my hold. “Omega. Settle. Look at me.”

When she does, my heart nearly cracks all over again. Her lip wobbles as she stops struggling and stares into my eyes. “Y-you don’t w-want me? I kn-knew you hated me!” Cora whines.

She thinks I don’t want her? Fuck that. I wrap my hand gently but firmly around her throat, making sure she can’t look away. “You think I don’t want you? You have no idea how bad I want you. How badly I’ve wanted you. Can’t you feel it?” I lift my hips, pressing my hard cock against her core. She lets out a noise that’s a mix of a whine and a moan. She needs a distraction. Needs to know what she does to me.

“Take it out,” I command, releasing her neck.

She smiles eagerly before quickly undoing the button on my pants and lowering the zipper. I watch mesmerized as her long fingers wrap around the waistband of my boxers, pull them down, and free my hard length, precum soaking the tip.

Gripping her hips, I lift her body high enough to notch my cock at her entrance. “I want you to look at me when I show you how much I fucking need you.” She obeys my request, never taking her eyes off mine as I drop her onto my cock with a low groan. “God damn, omega. You feel so fucking good. Gonna make sure you know you’re mine.”

When she sinks all the way to my knot, she pauses her frantic rocking and we share a silent moment. It doesn’t last long. A whine ekes out of her and she throws her head back, her hands coming to her tits and gripping them tightly. “Please! Fuck me, alpha!”

That’s all it takes to make me snap. I lift her, sliding her along my shaft until just my cockhead is engulfed in her warmth before slamming her back down. I do it again. And again. And again, until I’m jackhammering into her, lifting my hips to meet her on every thrust.

Cora’s pussy suddenly gushes slick and her scent blooms. When I open my eyes, I see Jax behind her, his hands on her breasts as he tweaks her nipples hard. She’s leaning against him, her head lolling on his shoulder. When he opens his mouth, scraping his teeth along her flesh, I barely manage to get my hand between his incisors and her skin before he does anything rash. “No bonds.”

Jax growls and snaps his teeth at me even as he slides his hand between our bodies so he can play with her clit. “She said she wants us.”

“Yes, bond me. Fuck, bite me.” Cora squeezes her breasts hard enough to bruise the pink skin. All thought flies from my mind as she clamps down around me. Her botanical scent bursts into the air, so heavy and rich, I can taste it.

Every man in the room groans, my thrusts faltering.

“Bite, please, bite, bite, bite,” Cora chants.

“Hey, honey, do you want more of your alphas inside you?” Bear says, and I’m thankful for the big bastard because it distracts our omega enough that she stops whining about bites. Instead, her eyes widen and she nods frantically.

“Yes yes yes! Please! More!”

Bear prowls closer, threading a hand through her wet hair. He grips a fistful and yanks her head back until she’s looking at him. “Your other alpha looks a little needy. Why don’t you suck his cock while you ride Roman’s big fat knot.”

“Fuck.” Archer’s eyes are wide as he stares at Cora.

Her breathing picks up and she tips her head, nodding as best she can with Bear’s meaty grip on her. Bear releases her, turning to me. “Lay down, Roman.”

I arch a brow at him both in confusion and because he’s telling me what to do. He sighs. “Just do it. For her.”

That’s a low blow. He knows I’ll comply if it’s for her. I slowly lean back until I’m flush with the stone floor. A moment later, a shadow falls across me and a tight ass comes into view. Jax has his legs spread, standing over me as he inches forward, pumping his cock, precum already dripping from his shaft.

Our omega surges forward, taking Jax’s dick deep into her throat.

“Oh! Fuck, omega,” Jax curses.

Despite Jax’s balls hanging above me, I’m mesmerized by the sight of Cora bobbing back and forth on his cock. Her pussy clamps down on me, spurring me into action .

I grip her thighs, holding her in place as I buck up into her. Her glorious tits bounce wildly and she moans around the shaft filling her mouth. Her rhythm falters, the strength of my thrusts making it hard for her to stay steady. She pops her mouth off Jax and stares up at him, whining.

“I got you, love.” Jax threads his hands through her hair, holding her head steady as he fucks her mouth with thrusts as unhinged and erratic as he is.

“Oh shit, she likes that. She’s choking the life out of me.” I groan. “I’m not gonna last.”

Jax looks down at her, keeping up his rhythm. “That’s it, love. Show the good professor what he’s been missing out on, what an obedient little slut you can be for your alphas when they’re good boys, and give you what you need. Make him lose his fucking mind.”

Cora tips over the edge, screaming her pleasure around Jax’s shaft. He roars as he thrusts deep and spills his seed into her hungry mouth. My omega takes every drop, and the sight nearly makes me come. Jax pulls out of her mouth, praising her while he extracts himself from over me.

With renewed vigor, I pump into Cora a few more times before shoving my knot inside her, coming harder than I ever have before. The stretch has Cora climaxing again, milking my cock for every drop of cum.

When we’re both spent, Cora collapses on my chest. I brush her wet hair out of her face and cup her cheek, scent marking the top of her head as a rusty purr rattles out of me. Having my mate in my arms, trusting me, makes me feel at peace for the first time in a long time.