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Chapter Seventy

Lilianna

I took a deep breath as Christopher withdrew himself from me, his jaw clenched and a dark hungry look of a promise of more to come later.

Christopher pressed gentle kisses to my shoulder as he carefully shifted away, making space for Miles who moved forward with eager anticipation.

My body was hypersensitive, already marked by two alphas, their bonds humming through my system like electricity.

"How are you feeling?" Miles asked, his hands tracing the curve of my hip with reverent attention.

I blinked up at him, momentarily dazed by the intensity of what I was experiencing. "Full," I whispered, the word carrying multiple meanings. "Connected."

Miles smiled, his eyes crinkling at the corners as he leaned down to press a gentle kiss to my forehead. "Ready for more?" I nodded, though my body was already trembling with oversensitivity.

"I'll make it good for you," Miles promised, his voice a low caress as he gathered me against him. His hands moved with precision, finding places the others hadn't touched—the sensitive spot behind my knee, the hollow of my elbow, the curve where my waist met my hip.

"So responsive," he murmured appreciatively, watching as goosebumps rose in the wake of his touch. "Even after two alphas, you're still so eager. "

I gasped as his mouth found my breast, his tongue tracing patterns that matched the movement of his fingers against my skin. The dual bonds I already carried heightened every sensation, making me arch into his touch with desperate need.

"Miles," I whimpered, my hands clutching at his shoulders. "Please..."

"Not yet," he said before giving me a grin, “How about we try a different position…” I didn’t even get to answer before I felt myself being moved.

Miles lifted me with ease, positioning me above him as he sat back against the pillows.

His strong hands gripped my hips as he guided me down onto him, the new angle making me gasp as he filled me completely.

"That's it," he murmured, his eyes locked on mine as I adjusted to his size.

"Take me at your pace." I braced my hands on his broad shoulders, my thighs trembling as I began to move.

The position gave me control, but Miles's hands on my hips guided my rhythm, encouraging me to find a pace that built my pleasure without overwhelming my already sensitive body.

"Beautiful," Julian murmured from beside us, his eyes dark with desire as he watched.

Christopher's hand stroked my back, tracing the curve of my spine as I moved above Miles. Nicolaus watched with hungry intensity, his gaze tracking every reaction, every shiver, every movement of my hips as I rode Miles with increasing confidence.

"That's perfect," Miles breathed, his voice strained with pleasure as I found my rhythm.

His hands guided me without controlling me, letting me discover what felt best while ensuring I never lost my balance.

The sensation of being filled by him while the other bonds pulsed through my system was overwhelming in the most incredible way.

I could feel myself building toward another climax, my body responding to Miles's skilled touch and the overwhelming intimacy of the moment. The marks on my neck throbbed in time with my heartbeat, connecting me to Julian and Christopher even as Miles claimed me.

"Alpha," I gasped, my movements becoming more urgent as the tension coiled tighter within me. "I need—"

"I got you," Miles interrupted, his grip on my hips tightening as he began to thrust up into me, meeting my movements with powerful strokes that made me cry out. His rhythm was perfect, each thrust hitting that sweet spot inside me that made stars burst behind my eyelids.

"Let go," he commanded, one hand leaving my hip to tangle in my hair, gently guiding my head to the side to expose the unmarked portion of my neck. "Come for me, Lilianna."

The combination of his words, his touch, and the sensation of his length pulsing inside me pushed me over the edge.

I shattered around him, my body clenching rhythmically as pleasure coursed through me in waves.

At the peak of my climax, Miles's teeth found my neck, breaking the skin with careful precision.

Miles let his teeth release from my neck as he gave me another thrust before pulling out as he rolled us over, his knot swollen and against my leg as I leaned forward and bit into his neck, the third bond snapped into place with stunning intensity.

I felt Miles moan as my teeth broke his skin in return, completing the reciprocal bond that made us truly mated.

The sensation was indescribable—like lightning racing through my veins, connecting us on a level that transcended physical touch.

"Mine," I whispered against his neck, my tongue instinctively lapping at the wound to seal it. The taste of his blood on my tongue was intoxicating, primal in a way that made my omega instincts sing with satisfaction.

Miles groaned beneath me, his hands tightening on my waist as our bond settled into place alongside the others. "Perfect," he breathed, his voice rough with emotion. "You're absolutely perfect."

I could feel all three bonds now, thrumming through my system like a complex symphony.

Each alpha's emotions, desires, and love flowed through the connections, creating a web of intimacy that left me breathless.

I had one left, my eyes connected to Nicolaus.

His blue eyes held mine as he carefully positioned himself, his hands gentle but possessive as they traced the marks already decorating my neck.

"Three bonds," he murmured, his voice carrying that familiar hint of calculation even as desire roughened the edges. "You're handling them beautifully."

I reached for him, my body still trembling from the intensity of Miles's claim. The three bonds pulsed through me in harmony, each one distinct yet interconnected, a connection that left me breathless but craving completion.

"I want yours too," I whispered, my voice hoarse from crying out. "I want all four of you."

Nicolaus's composed expression cracked, revealing the hunger he'd been carefully controlling. "You'll have me," he promised, his hands sliding down to grip my thighs as he positioned himself between my legs. "But first, let me take care of you properly."

His touch was different from the others—more deliberate, analytical even in passion. Nicolaus studied my reactions with the same intensity he brought to everything else, learning what made me gasp, what made me arch against him, what made my breath catch in my throat.

"You're oversensitive," he observed, his fingers tracing the marks on my neck that somehow made them throb with renewed heat. "Three bonds running through your system. How does it feel?"

"Overwhelming," I admitted, my voice barely above a whisper, “But so good.”

Nicolaus's lips curved into a rare, genuine smile that transformed his usually composed features. "I'll make it better," he promised, his voice dropping to that deep register that made me respond instantly.

Unlike the others, Nicolaus took his time exploring my already sensitive body. He traced each mark on my neck with reverent fingers, analyzing my reactions as the bonds pulsed in response to his touch.

"Fascinating," he murmured, watching as I shivered when his fingers brushed Julian's mark. "Each one responds differently." I could barely form coherent thoughts as Nicolaus continued his methodical exploration, his fingers trailing down my body with deliberate precision.

"You're studying me," I gasped as his fingers found a particularly sensitive spot just below Christopher's mark, making me arch against him.

"Always," he admitted, his blue eyes intense as they tracked every reaction. "I want to know exactly how to make you fall apart for me."

His methodical approach was driving me wild in a completely different way than the others had. Where Julian had been commanding, Christopher gentle, and Miles playful, Nicolaus was calculating—but his calculation was focused entirely on my pleasure.

"Please," I whimpered, my hands reaching for him desperately. "I need you inside me."

"Not yet," he said firmly, his fingers continuing their torturous exploration. "I want to see how high I can push you with three bonds already singing through your system."

I bit my lip, knowing he would tease me until I broke, but I also knew I could make him break as well, “Please….. Alpha . I want you. ” The title hit him like a physical blow, his composed mask finally cracking completely.

Nicolaus's eyes blazed with primal hunger as he positioned himself at my entrance, his control fraying at the edges.

"Say it again," he demanded, his voice rough with need as he pressed against me without entering.

"Alpha, " I breathed, my hips lifting toward him in invitation. "My Alpha. Please."

That was his breaking point. Nicolaus entered me with one smooth thrust, filling me completely as I cried out at the sensation. With three bonds already pulsing through my system, every nerve ending was hypersensitive, making his possession feel even more intense.

"Perfect," he growled against my ear, his usually controlled voice completely undone.

"You take me so perfectly." His rhythm was hard and fast, making me feel like if he wasn’t holding me so tightly, I would float away.

His hands gripped my hips with bruising intensity, anchoring me as he drove into me with powerful thrusts that made me cry out with each one.

"That's it," he murmured, his analytical mind still working even as his body claimed me with primal intensity. "Let me hear you."

The three bonds already coursing through my system amplified every sensation, making Nicolaus's possession almost overwhelming in its intensity. I could feel the others watching, their bonds pulsing, making my pleasure even more heightened.

"You're close already," Nicolaus observed, his voice strained but still carrying that hint of analysis that was so uniquely him.

"The bonds make you more responsive." I couldn't form words to answer him, my body arching beneath his as he hit that perfect spot inside me.

The pressure was building again, impossibly fast given how many times I've already come today.

"Nicolaus," I gasped, my nails digging into his shoulders as the tension coiled tighter within me. "I can't—it's too much—"

"You can," he insisted, his pace never faltering as he drove me higher. "One more. Give me one more, Lilianna." He moved himself closer, so his neck was close and gave a low growl.

“Bite.” He ordered, and I followed that order, my teeth sinking into his flesh, starting the last bond. I pulled back, gasping as I let myself fall back into the nest, oversensitive from the forming bond to the pleasure coursing through me.

"Alpha," I cried out, the word a desperate plea as I felt myself teetering on the edge.

At the peak of my release, Nicolaus's teeth found my neck, breaking the skin just below Miles's mark.

The fourth bond snapped into place with an intensity that made my vision go white, connecting us completely as his knot began to swell.

Unlike the others, Nicolaus didn't withdraw.

He allowed his knot to lock us together, groaning against my neck as he found his own release.

The sensation of being filled and stretched by his knot was overwhelming with all four bonds now pulsing through my system in perfect harmony.

The connection was complete—four alphas, four bonds, four claims on my body and soul.

"Mine," Nicolaus growled against my neck, his tongue sealing the fresh wound as his knot pulsed within me. "All of ours."

I could barely breathe through the intensity of it all.

Four distinct bonds thrummed through my nervous system, each carrying the emotions and desires of my alphas.

Julian's fierce protectiveness, Christopher's gentle devotion, Miles's playful affection, and Nicolaus calculating possessiveness—all of it flowed through me in waves.

I lay there panting, my body completely claimed and connected to all four of my alphas through bonds that pulsed with shared emotion.

Nicolaus remained locked inside me, his knot keeping us joined as the final bond settled into place alongside the others.

The sensation was indescribable—like being wrapped in a warm cocoon of love and possession that emanated from four different sources.

"How do you feel?" Christopher asked softly, his hand stroking my hair as I tried to catch my breath.

"Complete," I whispered, the word carrying more weight than I'd ever imagined possible. "Like I'm exactly where I belong."

Julian pressed a gentle kiss to his mark on my neck, making me shiver as the bond responded to his touch. "You are where you belong. With us. Always."

Miles traced lazy patterns on my arm, his touch grounding me as the overwhelming sensations gradually settled into something warm and constant. "We're bonded now," he murmured against my skin. "Permanently."

Nicolaus's knot began to soften after what felt like hours but was probably only minutes. When he finally withdrew, I felt oddly empty despite the four bonds thrumming through my system. He gathered me against his chest, his usually composed demeanor softened by satisfaction and tenderness.

"Rest," he instructed, though his voice held none of its usual commanding edge.

"Your body needs time to process the bonds…

and so do we." I could feel exhaustion creeping in, the intensity of the morning catching up with me.

But beneath the tiredness was a profound sense of rightness—like puzzle pieces finally clicking into place.

I nestled deeper into the nest, surrounded by the warmth of my four alphas. Their scents had changed, blending with mine in a way that spoke of permanent bonds. The marks on my neck throbbed pleasantly, a constant reminder of what we'd just shared.

"Sleep, sweetheart," Julian murmured, his hand finding mine and squeezing gently. "We'll be here when you wake up."

Christopher pulled a soft blanket over us, his movements careful not to disturb the peaceful cocoon we'd created. "Always," he added, his voice carrying a promise that resonated through our bond.

Miles shifted closer, his arm draping protectively across my waist. "No more running, no more hiding. You're ours now."

"And you're mine," I whispered back, feeling the truth of it settle deep in my bones. The bonds pulsed with agreement and as I fell asleep, I knew I was home…and that no one could take me away from them.

I was truly happy.