Page 37 of Sold to the Alphas

Finn was the first to step forward. “She’ll need a proper nest this time, long-term,” he muttered as he began pulling pillows and blankets onto the bed, clearly taking charge. Marshall followed, adding more layers, though he didn’t quite seem to trust Finn’s judgment. August was quieter, standing at the edge of the room, watching.

I couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow. “Are you seriously making me a nest now?”

Marshall shot me a half-smile, though there was something almost tender in it. “Don’t pretend you don’t want one.”

“Whatever. It’s just a bed,” I said, crossing my arms over my chest, pretending I didn’t care that they were clearly fussing over me.

But when they finally finished, and I sank into the pile of soft pillows and blankets they had created, I couldn’t deny how comfortable it felt—warm and safe, with all of them close, surrounding me.

August came to sit beside me, his presence steady and sure. I found myself leaning into him, my body naturally seeking the comfort his touch provided.

“You’re still too hot,” he murmured, his voice a low rasp.

“I’m fine, August,” I said, though my voice was quieter than I’d meant it to be. My body was still on fire, the heat of my wolf not fully gone.

Finn climbed into the nest next, his presence contrasting August’s calm. He leaned against me, his hand brushing over my shoulder, his fingers light but electric. “You need us,” he said, his voice more serious than it had been in days.

I wanted to protest, but the words caught in my throat. Because, deep down, I knew it was true. Their bond, their strength, was what I needed to pull me back from the edge of whatever this heat had thrown me into. And I couldn’t bring myself to deny it.

The moment stretched thick with tension, but eventually, I gave in. “Fine,” I muttered, my voice barely audible. “But you’re all insane.”

“Good,” August said, his voice low and rough against my ear. “You’re ours, Elisabed. Let us take care of you.”

Marshall joined us in the nest, and...it was quiet, softer than the times that we’d been together before.

I lifted my face to Marshall, and he kissed me as Finn and August worked together to remove my clothes. The cool air of the room around us was soothing against my skin—which was still overheated, just like August had said. I didn’t want to fight with them over it, but I couldn’t deny that something was still off about me.

I didn’t want to wait days to find out what it was, but there seemed to be no choice. And in the meantime...

Marshall nipped at my lower lip, and I whimpered softly when Finn’s fingers found their way between my legs. My thighs fell apart, and I sighed into the pleasure as he pushed two fingers inside me, touching me with something close to reverence.

If I were cynical, I would say that they were treating me like I was fragile—like I would break if they took what they wanted from me the way theytrulywanted to.

But that wasn’t what this was, and I knew that. They weren’t treating me like I was breakable. They were treating me like I wasprecious, like I was their omega, and they were going to care for me the way alphas were supposed to. The way I had dreamed about being cared for my entire life.

“August...” I broke the kiss with Marshall, tipping my head back and whimpering when his lips trailed down the column of mythroat. He nipped there, making my pussy clench, and August hummed as he pressed closer to me.

“Yes, sweetheart?” he murmured.

I didn’t say anything. I just reached up and wound my fingers through his hair, pressing our lips together and connecting myself to my last alpha.

Blindly, I helped both Finn and Marshall get undressed, the scent of our arousal making the nest warm, spicy, and seductive. August barely released my lips long enough to strip out of his own clothes, and then the four of us were all naked together, my pussy wet and desperate for one of them to fuck me—for all of them to fuck me, so that I could connect with them and have some sense of familiarity in this foreign environment.

Finn was the first to sink inside me, barely waiting for me to nod my head in consent first. The stretch was delicious, and he leaned down to rub his cheek against my neck, gently scent-marking me as he fucked me into my new nest and helped my scent permeate the blankets around us.

“There’s a good girl,” August murmured, brushing my hair back and pressing his lips against my forehead in a sweet kiss. “Let us take care of you.”

“You’re ours. We’re always going to take care of you,” Marshall said, so quietly that I could barely hear him.

I would have responded, would have argued with him that the way they had found me hardly lent to them claiming me forever, but the pleasure of Finn’s cock inside me had melted my brain and made my breath catch. All I could do was ride the wavesof pleasure until Finn captured my lips in a kiss, and he thrust home one more time to flood my insides with warmth.

It was different than during my heat, the way that they handled me so carefully. Different even than the first time we were together when they all took turns. Marshall positioned himself next, sliding home and stretching me enough that my eyes rolled back into my head. He fucked me harder than Finn had, his fingers working my clit with expert precision, but it was still...different.

I couldn’t explain what it meant more than that, and it didn’t matter in the end.

All that mattered was that they were taking care of me, these three alphas I had inexplicably connected with. I felt such a strong bond with them. I couldn’t explain it, and I didn’t care to.

Marshall shoved me over the edge into orgasm before he came himself, and the feeling of my second alpha coming inside me was almost enough to drive me into a second orgasm before the first was even done. Finn chuckled at the way I slumped into the bed, and he pressed his lips against mine in a kiss as Marshall pinched my clit one more time and then carefully pulled out, using two fingers to push his cum back inside of me before it could leak from my pussy.

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