Page 97 of Pack Plus Three

“The girls have done some damage.”

Nate tutted. “You see damage, I see trophies. Your body did more than mine ever could. It brought our girls into the world and is feeding them.”

“It’s not exactly sexy, though, is it?” I rolled my eyes with a snort, but Nate’s face remained deadly serious.

“Does it feel like I find it unsexy?” Nate pulled me back against him so his cock was pressed against me. His very thick, very obviously aroused cock.

The contact made my skin flush, my chest turning pink as my mind focused on the feeling of his cock grinding against me. It had been weeks since I had even thought about sex, though I knew that would change soon.

In another month or two, I was due for a post-pregnancy heat.

Pressing myself against him, I looked at him in the mirror as my scent bloomed, making my desire clear as brown sugar and apples filled the air. Nate’s nostrils flared.

“Does someone need release?” he asked.

I nodded. “Please.”

“Well, I can’t fuck you yet, but I can certainly worship you,” he muttered, feathering kisses across my shoulder.

With a happy sound, I went to turn around to face him, intending to kiss him, but he kept me firmly locked against him.

“You’re going to stay right here and watch as I worship you.” His teeth grazed over my shoulder. “I want you to see just how much I adore this body, okay?” His eyes met mine in the reflection and I nodded, temporarily unable to form words.

The hand that had been at my side sank lower, playing with the band of my underwear for a brief second before sliding in, his fingers finding my folds that were already drenched with ease.

“Such a needy pussy,” he cooed.

“It has been a few weeks,” I reasoned.

“Far too long,” he tutted.

“Those babies are lucky they’re so damn adorable.” I chuckled lightly, breaking off with a moan as his fingers brushed my clit.

“So wet. So beautiful. Look at you,” he instructed. “Such a good omega, getting nice and wet for me.”

My instinct was to avert my eyes, but I did as I was told despite it not being easy. The sight of Nate behind me, his hand in my underwear, slowly fucking me with his fingers as he hungrily watched my every reaction was heady.

My chest was flushed, my swollen breasts heavy with need, nipples hard, moving with every panting breath I took.

“Alpha,” I whined. One touch and I was already racing toward release.

I tried reaching back, desperate to touch him but he tutted, moving his hips so he was out of my reach. “This isn’t about me, omega. If you touch me, I’m not sure I’ll be able to stop.”

“I’m okay with that!” I insisted in a strangled voice as his fingertips brushed lightly over my G-spot.

“You’re still healing. None of us are going to fuck you until you’re ready for it.”

“Don’t you want to?” I asked, my body stilling as doubt filled me. “I kn—agh!”

Smack. My word was cut off as a light pain bloomed across my left ass cheek from Nate swatting my ass at the same time his teeth dug into my shoulder lightly.

“Let me assure you, omega, I fully intend to knot you repeatedly and leave my mark on you, but only when you’re fully healed.” His fingers increased in pace. “I’m a patient man. I’ll wait, but the moment your heat hits, all bets are off. You’re mine, and I can’t wait for the world to see it.” His eyes trailed to the bites on my neck in the mirror. “As much as I love seeing my packmates’ marks on you, I want mine to also be there, and then you’ll be fully ours.”

“Yes!” I moaned.

“Maybe I’ll fuck you in this exact position, make you watch as I bury my cock in you time and time again,” he hummed. “Wouldn’t that be a good idea?”

I nodded, my mouth dry.

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