For now, though, I wanted to be with my pack, to make love to my beta, to be knotted by my alphas.

My alphas. My beta. My pack.

Mine.

Issa’s small warm hands rested on my chest as she leaned forward and began to ride me, slowly at first, her sweet smile barely pulling up the corners of her lips. I could smell the alcohol on her breath, but her eyes were focused even if her pupils were dilated.

Flattening a hand against her upper back, I urged her forward so I could taste her lips. There were hints of the shots and the martini, but there was also her warm, comforting taste along with the heady taste of Ax’s signature that had transferred from his thick cock.

As our tongues danced and tasted each other, my knees were urged further apart. A finger gently tested my hole, smoothing slick around and making it easier for that same finger to slide inside me.

I had no idea who was touching me, not without pulling my mouth from Issa and craning my neck to look around. I didn’t care. As long as I felt a knot before the night was over.

I’d never been a prude. I’d been with alphas, betas, and omegas since losing my virginity at seventeen. But nothing had evercompared to the feeling of an alpha’s knot or a female locking around my cock.

Not until I’d felt Issa.

There was a small voice in the back of my head, something telling me to be leery, that everything was moving quickly, that I needed to shield myself from future pain.

But yeah, that voice was tiny in comparison to my omega hindbrain demanding I lock these four down immediately.

The finger disappeared, then warm strong thighs pressed against mine, opening my legs further until the blunt head of a cock pressed against my opening. I moaned as the cock slid into me slowly, pulling my mouth away and tossing my head back, the overload of pleasure from Issa riding my cock while one of the alphas took my ass nearly too much.

At this rate, I would blow my load too soon. And I wanted to enjoy every second of my first time with the whole pack.

When I opened my eyes, I spotted Enzo behind Issa, his head lowered, his eyes on where he was pumping into me slowly. A vein bulged on the side of his neck as though he was holding back. Any other time I might have told him to fuck me hard, fast, to give me everything he had. But I was practically doing algebra in my mind to keep myself from coming.

Not that I wouldn’t immediately be ready for another round. And another. I would – could – never get tired of the way Issa felt wrapped around my cock. I could never get tired of her sweet, breathy moans, the lust drunk look in her eyes, the way she tasted on my tongue.

“Please tell me you’re on something,” I begged Issa as Enzo’s pace picked up and rubbed all the right places inside me.

“I have an implant,” she confirmed with a nod, silently giving me permission to paint her inner walls with my cum.

“Thank fuck,” I groaned.

Ax leaned forward, his lips grazing Issa’s ear as he whispered, “Can I take your ass while he fucks your pussy?”

Oh fuck. Oh shit. Any more pressure and I was goner. Just his words almost caused my balls to explode.

A siren’s smile lit up her face as she nodded. I had no idea whether she’d ever taken a dick back there. Betas weren’t built like omegas, weren’t built to be bred over and over by alphas. It was some primal thing from our past when omegas were even rarer than they were today.

The fear she might get hurt actually helped ease those first tingles of an orgasm.

I watched, enraptured, as Ax threw a leg over both of mine until his ass was cradled in the space where my knees had been pushed open for Enzo. A moan escaped my lips when Ax smiled at me, reached down, and gathered some of my slick to lube our beta’s back hole.

And just like that, those fucking tingles started at the base of my spine again.

“Tell me if it’s too much,” Ax whispered as he pressed soft kisses along her bare shoulders.

Her lips parted, a guttural noise left her throat, and then she fell forward, her breasts pressed against my chest.

I could see Enzo and Ax clearly now, could see Ax slowly pushing into Issa, could see Enzo’s tight expression as he struggled for control over his own body.

Turning my head, I sought Cyrus. He sat a few feet away, his cock in his hand, his eyes roaming along every inch of the four of us.

“Plan to join us any time soon?” I asked then winked when he met my eyes.

Crawling closer, he leaned in and kissed me, his tongue slipping past the seam of my lips in a wet, licking kiss. His hand tangled in Issa’s hair and pulled her head up so he could claim her mouth as well.