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thirty-four

HARLEN

The airin the room was thick with the scent of Darcy's heat, a musky perfume that wrapped around us.Pietro and I were alone with her now, the other two having left to gather supplies, leaving us to tend to our omega's needs.I watched Pietro's face, the way his dark eyes softened as he brushed a damp tendril of hair from Darcy's flushed cheek.There was a tenderness in his touch that I had never seen before, a gentleness that spoke of more than just the primal need to care for our scent match.

Darcy whimpered, her body writhing on the nest of blankets we had prepared for her.Her blue eyes met mine, and there was a desperate plea within them that called to the very core of my being.I knew what she needed, what we all needed.Pietro caught my gaze, and in that moment, something unspoken passed between us—an understanding that this was more than just a physical act.It was a bonding, a deepening of our connection not just with Darcy, but with each other.

I moved closer, my hand finding Pietro's as we both reached for Darcy.Our fingers intertwined, and I felt the warmth of his skin against mine, a sensation that sent a jolt of electricity through me.I had always had feelings for Pietro, always felt a pull towards him that went beyond our shared history.But now, as we worked together to soothe our omega, I could feel that bond evolving into something more profound.

As I stood there, the air around us seemed to thicken with an unspoken realization.I could feel the shift in Pietro, a subtle change in the way he regarded me, as if the veil had finally been lifted from his eyes.It was a moment of profound clarity, one that resonated deep within the core of my being.

For years, I had seen it—the inexorable truth that lay beneath the surface of our every interaction.We were meant to be bound by something far more potent than mere friendship or shared history.It was a connection that transcended the physical realm, a shared scent match that sang in my very soul, calling out to him in silent, fervent whispers.

Now, as our hands clasped together, our fingers interlocking with a warmth that seemed to sear into my skin, I knew he felt it too.The undeniable pull of destiny, the cosmic inevitability of our bond.It was as if the universe itself had conspired to bring us to this singular point in time, where the truth of our connection could no longer be ignored or denied.We were two halves of a whole, finally acknowledging the magnetic force that drew us together, standing on the precipice of something infinitely more profound.

Together, we knelt beside Darcy, our hands exploring her body with reverence.We learned every curve, every sensitive spot that made her gasp and arch into our touch.Pietro's breath hitched as he leaned down to capture one of Darcy's nipples in his mouth, and I watched the play of expressions on his face—desire, need, and something that looked a lot like love.

I joined him, pressing heated kisses along the soft skin of Darcy's inner thigh.Her scent was intoxicating, driving me to please her, to please both her and Pietro.I glanced up to see Pietro watching me, his eyes dark with arousal and something more—affection, trust, a shared purpose.It was a look that told me he felt the shift in our relationship just as I did.

As I lowered my mouth to Darcy's core, Pietro positioned himself at her entrance, his gaze never leaving mine.We moved in sync, our actions a dance as old as time, a testament to the primal forces that bound us together.Darcy cried out as Pietro entered her, her body eagerly accepting his as I continued to worship her with my tongue.

I allowed my tongue to venture lower, tracing the contours of Pietro's knot with a teasing languor.The mingled flavors of dark chocolate and coconut, an intoxicating blend that had become my preferred indulgence, danced on my taste buds.Each taste was a revelation, a sensory delight that anchored me firmly in the moment, with him and her.

The room was filled with the sounds of our shared passion—moans, whispers, the wet sounds of our lovemaking.I could feel the tension building within all of us, a pressure that needed release.Pietro's movements became more frantic, his rhythm faltering as he reached his peak.I redoubled my efforts, bringing Darcy to the brink until she was crying out her pleasure, her body convulsing around Pietro's knot.

As the waves of her climax began to subside, Pietro reached for me, pulling me into a fierce, claiming kiss that left no doubt in my mind about the direction our relationship was headed.I returned the kiss with equal fervor, knowing he was tasting Darcy's essence on my lips, a sweet reminder of our shared commitment to her and to each other.

After breaking away, I lay there, my head resting on Darcy's arm, watching the rise and fall of her chest as she caught her breath.Pietro's knot locked them together, leaving them both sated and pulling Darcy momentarily back from the heat delirium that consumed her.

As I gazed upon Darcy, her blue eyes locked with mine, and something within me shifted.It was as if I was truly seeing her for the first time—not just as our omega, but as a person in her own right.Her black hair was splayed out around her like a halo, and her skin was flushed with the afterglow of her release.She was beautiful, yes, but it was more than that.There was a strength in her, a resilience that called to something deep inside me.

In that moment, I realized that I was falling in love with her.It was a startling revelation, one that I hadn't expected.But there it was, undeniable and as real as the bond that tied us together.

I felt a sense of gratitude wash over me, a profound thankfulness to whatever twist of fate had brought us all together.Darcy was mine—ours—and the thought filled me with a warmth that I had never known before.It didn't matter that I knew practically nothing about her.The details of her life, her hopes, her fears—they were all things that I wanted to discover, to learn, to cherish.

I reached out, my fingers gently tracing the contours of her face.Her eyes fluttered closed at my touch, and a small, contented sigh escaped her lips.It was a sound that I knew I would never tire of hearing.

Pietro, still nestled between her legs, turned to look at me.There was a question in his eyes, one that I answered with a small nod.He understood, or at least, he was beginning to.

I leaned in, pressing a soft kiss to Darcy's forehead."You're incredible," I whispered, my voice rough with emotion.She smiled up at me, her eyes shining with unshed tears.It was a vulnerable moment, one that I knew we would all remember for the rest of our lives.

As I pulled back, I felt a sense of peace settle over me.For the first time in a long time, I felt whole.I was exactly where I was meant to be, with the people I was meant to be with.And though the world outside continued to turn, filled with danger and uncertainty, in that room, we were safe.We were together.

And that was all that mattered.

thirty-five

DARCY

I wokeup to the warmth of a body against mine, the familiar throb of a knot nestled inside me.The haze of my heat had lifted, leaving me in a tangle of limbs in a room that smelled of sex and sweat.Water bottles and protein bar wrappers littered the floor, telling a story of how my body had been cared for even when my mind was lost.

Jin's voice was a soft murmur in the stillness of the room."Hey, you're finally back," he said, brushing a strand of hair from my face.His eyes held a gentle concern that made my heart flutter despite the confusion clouding my thoughts.

"What happened?"My voice was raspy, hoarse from disuse.

"Your heat broke while I was knotting you.It's been...intense."He chuckled weakly."We had to bribe you with knots just to get you to drink some water."

I glanced around the room, taking in the sleeping forms of three other alphas.They were sprawled out on makeshift beds, looking completely spent.

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