The feeling of his teeth sinking into my throat, directly over my Adam’s apple, sent another orgasm rippling through my body. I yelled with the intensity, my hips jerking up, shoving myself deeper into Issa as my dick twitched over and over, our combined release trailing from her to create the sexiest fucking puddle on my groin.
Instantly, I felt Issa bloom bright in my chest, felt her affection…her love. I could pretend that love was solely for her alphas. She’d told me she had been in love with them for a while.
But it was there, the love she felt for me.
My beta loved me. Issa fucking loved me.
CHAPTER 22
Issa
Igiggled when Cyrus brushed past me, pressing a kiss to the top of my head as he hefted boxes through the house and up the stairs.
Today was move in day. As in, our omega was officially moving in.
The problem was he was only bringing his clothing since he really didn’t have much in the way of furniture since he’d lived with his family. So, in true alpha fashion, Enzo, Ax, and Cyrus had sat Amir on the couch with a laptop and had him click through and order whatever he might need or want for his quarters and the nest.
Amir had only ordered a few things, declaring he needed to actually feel the fabric under his hands before he could commit to picking blankets, pillows, and such.
None of the guys would let me help carry the few boxes, as if the ten pounds was too heavy. That was fine. I’d plopped myself onto the huge pack bed centered against the wall in Amir’s room and enjoyedwatching the way they interacted with each other. It had only been two days since we’d all officially become pack, since all three alphas had marked me and Amir. And I was still floating on cloud nine.
To top off all my squishy feelings, I was scheduled to start training as a server at The Vault the following week and we had dinner planned with Amir’s family. I was dying to meet the people who’d birthed and raised such an amazing person.
In less than a year, my life had gone from a nightmare to an absolute dream.
“We should invite my sister and her pack over for dinner soon,” I announced as the four guys unpacked the boxes and put things away.
I had spent a bit of time living with Cora and her pack after finally getting away from Antonio, then had been invited to stay with Enzo, Ax, and Cyrus. My beautiful nephew had been born and I was absolutely crazy about him but hadn’t seen in a few weeks.
What could I say? I’d been busy falling in love and getting bonded. I hadn’t even mentioned to Cora I’d met and fallen for an omega or that I’d been bonded to Ax. And now, I had even more news to tell her.
The two of us hadn’t been close growing up. I hadn’t really been close with any of my siblings growing up. But that had been our parents’ fault, not because we didn’t get along.
I hadn’t heard from or seen my brothers in over a year, but Cora and I had taken steps to mend the rift between us that had been caused by our alpha fathers reminding their beta children that we were lesser than their golden omega daughter.
Amir appeared to love his designation, loved being an omega. And had been teaching methe ways of an omega, as he called it. He was teaching me to go for what I wanted, to ask for what I wanted, to take what I wanted.
It was slow going, but at least it was working. I’d told Ax how I felt, had asked him to make love to me, had asked for his bite. Had Amir not given me the courage…
“Set it up and I’ll buy the food,” Ax said as he flattened one of the boxes to be set in the recycle bin.
With a squeal, I grabbed my phone, scooted until my back wasagainst the headboard, and typed out a quick text to Cora, inviting her entire pack and my nephew for a laid-back cookout. No fancy restaurants. No fancy clothes. Just a few hours for her to meet and get to know my omega.
She already knew my alphas, being as Enzo was brother to her pack lead. But I was dying to introduce her to the sexy omega who was currently twisting his long, curly hair back into a messy bun, strands coming loose to frame his face no matter how hard he tried to manage it.
“What are you staring at?” he teased, stopping near the end of the bed then crawling toward me on his hands and knees.
“Now that’s a sight,” Ax muttered as he passed with more crushed boxes.
“You,” I said when he settled between my thighs and rested his cheek on my stomach.
From the moment he’d pretended to be my boyfriend at The Vault, everything had felt so easy and natural with him, as easy as breathing.
His arms slid between me and the mattress, hugging me tightly as a sweet omega purr rumbled against me.
I couldn’t resist the urge to run my fingers across his scalp, going as far as pulling the elastic away so I could feel the silky warmth of his curls against my fingers.
“That feels so good,” he hummed, nuzzling his cheek against my stomach.