Page 132 of The Beta's Bargain

“I love you,” Dylan says with clarity.

“I love you. I love you all,” I say, almost near tears because my body is so over stimulated.

“We love you both. Now, Omega, claim your prize,” Silas growls and then bites. The bite goes straight into me. On the other side, Dylan’s bond flares up. I scream as they break through my flesh, just a flash of pain followed by such intense pleasure I'm hurtled into a climax that makes both of them follow me. The force of my orgasm has me throwing my head back in a silent scream. Only then do the bonds really hit my insides, tying me to the pack with chains of love and ropes of trust.

The next thing I'm aware of is lying beside Silas. He’s licking at my bite mark and purring deeply. Dylan is asleep beside me, with Falcon lying beside him.

“Go to sleep, Nyx,” Gray murmurs. “You did perfectly.”

Silas’ arm slides over my hip, bringing a sense of safety, along with that deep well of emotion through the bond.

I sleep.

Grayson has taken my ass, claimed it for his own. He’s currently balls deep into me, while Dylan fucks my face. His cock slams into the back of my throat, making me gag, but it just seems to spur him on. If I wasn’t so turned on, I might want to laugh.

They seem determined to push my limits. Except, I don't really have them right now. This is too much fun, and I'm loving every minute we’re spending in this nest.

His fingers thread through my hair, holding me still while he roars and sends his cum shooting down my throat. He falls backwards and lies there panting. His entire chest is heaving, and for a moment, I feel sorry for him. His body can’t get enough, and he can’t stop. I think it’s the third day, but I can’t be sure.

Grayson growls in my ear. He grabs me by the throat and pulls me up so my back is pressed to his chest. I whimper at the new position and how it changes the feel of him inside me.

“I'm going to bond you now,” Gray growls.

My eyes widen. I want it, boy, do I want it. “Do it, Alpha,” I whine.

He fucks me harder. I don’t know where he gets the stamina, but he can’t seem to stop anymore than Dylan can.

“Bond me, Alpha,” I plead.

Dylan is wearing three bond marks on his body. One on his neck, one on his shoulder, and Falcon bit his inner thigh. They did get closer with the bonds, I don't think they could tell, but I could.

I have waited, impatiently, and now I get my third one.

Falcon smirks at me and looks down at Dylan, who is sucking his cock. I watch the omega tug at the alpha’s balls and turn his head to wink at me. Dylan is insatiable, and I love it.

Grayson takes that opportunity to grab my breasts and squeeze them before letting them go and rolling my nipples gently. I moan and rock back against him.

He reaches between my legs with one hand and rubs my clit.

“Tell me when you’re going to come.”

It doesn’t take much. All eyes are on us. The sounds of Dylan sucking Falcon should be obscene, but it’s so damn erotic. Silas reclines on the bed beside Falcon, stroking his dick and smirking.

“I'm coming!” I grate out.

Grayson fucks me hard for thirty seconds and then growls and latches onto my shoulder with his teeth. I let out a wail as the orgasm that was already moving, intensifies by a hundred. He supports us, holding me up while I convulse in his arms. I pant and whine and claw at his arm, but it keeps going, and then it eases and fades back, allowing me to feel Gray inside me.

My eyes burn as I feel what he feels. His bond flares up and shines with warmth and love. He pulls out of me, but before he can go anywhere, I turn and slam us together, sobbing against his lips and holding on to him.

“Thank you, thank you.”

He smiles. “I should be thanking you.”

Gray and Silas pull me into their arms, stroking and cuddling me tight, allowing me a moment to be emotional and feel the bonds.

And all I feel is love for them and from them. I lay on Gray’s chest while Silas strokes my back and just feel.

This is what it means to be loved.

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