Page 100 of Talk About… History

“Can I claim you here and now?” Mason practically begged. “I need you, omega.”

“Yes,” I promised, guiding his mouth to my chest. Instead of biting me, he sucked hard on my peaked nipple, waking my body right back up. Cohen didn’t stop teasing my clit, my orgasm so fucking close already, even after just coming.

“Come for me again, Baby,” Mason ordered, releasing my nipple and teasing his fingers over the swell of my breasts. “I want my teeth to sink in you while you come.”

Cohen’s fingers continued to bring me closer, Mason’s knot pushing against my walls, pressing into every sensitive spot so I was nearly in tears.

“I’m coming,” I warned them both, head falling back as I shamelessly rode them both until my body gave in. My cries echoed in the quiet car, our scents strong and thick in the air as pleasure slammed into me, stealing my breath in nearly painful waves.

Mason bit down then, right at the top of my breast, the pain forcing another orgasm from me as our bond locked into place.

I could feel his need for me, his pride, the pleasure as he filled me with his cum. My own happiness went right back to him, showing him how much I loved them even if I hadn’t said it yet. They were my world already, and I was even more content knowing I was officially his, bonded and claimed.

Cohen pulled away and climbed out of the car, giving us our moment. Apparently, we’d finally reached home in our frenzy and I hadn’t noticed.

“You’re every alpha’s fantasy right now, Baby,” Mason husked, fingers playing with the edge of my skirt then skimming down my legs to my heels.

“I’d rather be naked in our bed,” I admitted.

“Still hungry for more?” he teased. At least he wasn’t hurt by that.

“I want all my bites,” I said, my voice quiet for a second. It felt so silly and demanding now.

His fingers tapped the bottom of my chin, forcing me to look up.

“We want nothing more than that, Baby, I promise,” he said, pulling me closer and pressing his lips to mine. The kiss wasn’t heated, but it was a promise. He told me without words how much I meant to him and how much we belonged together.

“I love you, Avery,” he said as he pulled away.

“I love you, too,” I admitted. “I’m scared of being hurt again, but I know you all wouldn’t do any of that to me.”

“We’d rather die,” he promised. Finally, his knot released us but Mason didn’t let me go, simply shifting me over so he could climb out then scooping me out of the car to carry inside. My hands wrapped around his neck to hold on but I knew he wouldn’t let me fall.

I meant what I said. I loved and trusted them all, even though I still had those worries. In time, they’d be gone, too.

Ford, Cohen, and Arden were waiting inside. Arden moved forward, taking me from Mason and carrying me up to the bedroom.

“Fuck, you smell divine, omega,” he whispered in my ear before tossing me on the bed.

“I want you all to claim me. Now. Don’t make me wait,” I begged as I kicked off my heels and skirt.

Cohen didn’t hesitate to dive onto the bed, mouth finding mine. He was hungry for me, desperate, kicking his clothes off as he devoured me.

“I want your bite, too,” I begged my beta. “Please.”

“I’ll bite you,” he promised, “but only as Ford claims you, too. We’ll do it together.”

A keening whine escaped me at the thought, legs spreading wide.

“Fuck, look at you,” Ford purred. “Dripping with your alpha’s cum and still wanting more. I’m taking you now, Princess.”

Ford didn’t wait before he was pushing himself inside of me. The relief I felt at the connection was palpable. I’d never needed anyone or anything more than my pack to claim me like this.

My hand sought out Cohen’s cock, pumping him as our mate fucked me ruthlessly. My mind was foggy and desperate, their scents and touches consuming me from the inside out.

Ford’s knot pushed me to my limits. My back arching on the bed as I clawed at his back. It was hard to handle this much pleasure, especially while feeling Mason’s contentment and lust as he watched.

“Bite me,” I begged. “Now.”

---