Page 166 of Promised to the Alpha Prince

I bit her.

Her arm tightened around my neck and I could feel her. “Oh, Johannes,” she moaned.

I couldn’t speak because my teeth were deep inside her body, and my cock was deep inside her too, and she was squeezing my knot with her perfect, tight little ass, and I felt like I’d fallen into her, like I was swimming in a warm vat of Aurelie, and it was the most wonderful feeling in the world.

Everything was good right now, everything smelled like her, everything tasted like her. I was lapping at the place where I’d bitten her—I’d drawn blood, obviously—I’d never done this before, but it was funny how easy it was, how my body and teeth knew just how to do it, and how much I liked it.

She might have been making noise, and I was dimly aware that the others were latched onto her too, and that she was humming and saying all our names, and sort of petting our heads as we were all there, with our teeth in her.

But I didn’t see this, because my eyes were closed.

I felt it.

I felt them, through her, connected to her. She was the center, and we were all spokes on a wheel, and when my brain brushed Nikolai’s, we both lit up, and I could feel his joy coursing into me. I could feel his body for a minute, that she was touching him, that he was happy and that he felt safe—really safe—and loved and accepted. And Corentin, he was there, and his predominant emotion was that of belonging. He was snuggled in, pressed up against Aurelie’s skin but with Nikolai’s chest pressed into his back, and he was bracketed and elated. His mind brushed mine with a joy that I reciprocated.

And her—oh, she was jubilant—she was complete—she was a goddess come to life. She’d been waiting for this, for us all to be inside her in this way, and now we were.

We all pinged around against each other, like happy pinballs in a machine that kept jingling in the most intense pleasure that any of us had ever experienced.

It went on and on. Eventually, I took my teeth out of her to tend my mark. I touched it, too, the puffy angry skin, already swelling up because it was going to scar pretty intensely. “Does it hurt, omega?”

“Not at all,” she sighed. “Every time one of you licks me I just come again. I think I’ve been coming for a half hour? How long has it been?”

“Not long enough,” said Corentin in a drowsy voice, mouth working against her skin. “Licking my bite is basically the best thing in the universe.”

“Right?” said Nikolai. “Except biting her in the first place.”

“True,” I said.

We tended and tended, and we were still hard, and we fucked her again like that. Sort of. The position was awkward, the way we were all twisted around, especially me, but I managed to come in her again.

Then my knot went down and I was able to get into a better position for tending.

We all curled around her and we all napped and woke to tend and then slipped off to sleep again, like a pile of sleepy kittens in the afternoon light.

It was the best day of my fucking life.

dmitri

I FOUND THEM all curled up together in the nest. Corentin was asleep, face smushed into the wall of her breast, and Johannes was on the other side, also asleep, but Nikolai was awake, making long stripes with his tongue across his mark.

She had her eyes closed, but every time Nikolai licked her she trembled and let out little moans.

I had felt this in the bond. It had opened it back up, and they had all rushed in. I’d felt them feeling each other, touching and mingling with each other, but I’d held back, terror rising in me at the thought of it.

She was right, of course. I was afraid.

I liked the way they all looked together, though, and I loved her newly decorated breasts. All four of the bites sat on the swell of her breasts, and below them, her pinkish-brown nipples were hard. She smelled good, too. She smelled… wow. She hadn’t smelled like this since she was in heat.

“Hi, Dmitri,” said Nikolai. He moved over and made a long stripe over my mark, the scarred up one, the only one that wasn’t fresh and pink on her skin.

I felt it in my cock when he licked her there. I already had a knot. Had gotten one whenever they started messing around. She’d been so very fucking turned on that I couldn’t help it. And I’d wanted to go to her, but I’d been… scared.

So, now, here I was, and she was bitten, by all of them, and I’d missed it.

I sighed, settling down on my knees next to them. “Hi, Nikolai,” I said. “I think we have the most beautiful omega in the world.”

“Definitely,” he said, giving me a blissed-out smile.

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