Page 113 of Knight Life In Vegas

Forever.

Heats were a young alpha’s game. I drew on my reserves to give Charlotte what she needed, but god help me, she required more than I could provide. Thankfully, I wasn’t alone. Working with a pack to care for my omega was…illuminating. The ease with which we navigated one another, stepping in to meet Charlotte’s needs and let others rest, was unlike anything I’d ever experienced.

With Emily, it had just been the two of us. I’d loved and treasured her as best as I was able in the time we had together, and I’d wondered many times if the pain would have been any less if I’d had a pack to lean on when I lost her. I couldn’t know the answer to that, but what I did know was that the joy of being in a pack was exponential.

These men loved Charlotte. It didn’t matter that it was new, that we still had thousands of things to learn about one another; they loved her anyway. She loved us too. Even with the whispers of fear that echoed through her despite the heat muting everything else. Her hope tangled with that fear, but now that we were all in the bond, it couldn’t be hidden.

She woke from a brief nap and climbed onto my lap. My body awakened instantly. With a soft sigh, she sank down on my cock, riding me slowly.

“So ravenous.” I smiled up at her, tracing the curves of her hips. “Four alphas and still unsatisfied.”

Dylan stretched next to me, looking at her through barely parted lashes. “She’s running us into the ground.”

“I have twenty years to make up for.” Her lips curved at the corners and she looked down at me with clear eyes.

“There you are, pet.” I cupped her cheek and she nuzzled hard against it, nipping the bondbite she’d put on my hand and making my hips buck up into her.

She moved lazily above me, like she was in no hurry to reach her peak and simply wanted to enjoy the connection. Her hair was an absolute rumpled mess and remnants of her makeup lingered beneath her bottom lashes, but she was still so impossibly beautiful it made my heart ache.

Dylan’s amusement flickered through the bond. “Want a little more company, princess?”

“Yes. You don’t smell nearly enough like me.”

It had been a steady stream of us trading off, each alpha showering before collapsing face-first into the nest. Charlotte had been less cooperative with bathing. Her skin was coated in our scents and I couldn’t get enough.

She bent over me and dragged me closer for a kiss that all but drowned me in affection. I was still getting used to the bond. It had been overwhelming enough when it was just the two of us in there, but with the addition of each of the others since her heat had begun, I was barely treading water. She was the only thing keeping me afloat.

I savored every sweep of her lips and shuddered as Dylan worked his way back into her ass. Spikes of lust lanced through me from both of them and I braced her hips, fucking up into her slick heat while Dylan set his pace to match me.

“Oh god.” Charlotte rested her forehead against me, panting. Her heat rose up with a vengeance and pulled her back under, leaving her body as a vessel for pleasure while her mind settled peacefully into the darkness.

Eduardo woke, and with him came a swell of feral energy through the bond. I wasn’t entirely certain why Dylan had more control than he did, but maybe Dylan was used to having less control in the day to day, so perhaps it felt no different to him. Eduardo was by far the more restrained of the pair and fell sway to his instincts much easier now that Charlotte had unlocked them.

The three of us took care of our omega together while Francisco slept, albeit fitfully and with his cock at full attention.

Every rise we took her through crashed over me and stole my breath. The bond was fresh for all of us and I could only imagine how potent it was for the others when mine had already had some time to calm down. Charlotte had flooded into every molecule of my being; her pleasure became mine, and ours in turn became hers in a seemingly endless cycle.

I threaded my fingers into her hair and brought her lips back to mine, letting her consume my desperate sounds as her pussy squeezed tight on my expanding knot. My cock emptied into her and she whimpered softly against my mouth.

After two decades of loneliness, I was finally letting myself surrender to her light. That was what she was: a torch in the darkness, leading me back to life.

When the heat was over, I would tell her. New York felt less like home every day I spent with Charlotte. It would never feel like home again without her.

One thought jolted through my blissful haze. I hadn’t told my team I was on heat leave.

Fuck.

I didn’t even know what day it was. I had probably missed another meeting with Alve Sato and demolished any potential for a business relationship there.

Charlotte shifted, blitzing my worries right out of my head.

Later.

If the damage was already done, there was no point in worrying since I couldn’t do anything while buried in my omega. In lieu of panicking over the potential crumbling of my career, I chose to devour Charlotte’s perfect mouth.

Dylan draped over her, kissing a trail over her shoulder. “I’m a little bummed she might never have a heat with us again. I haven’t felt this good in my whole fucking life.”

“All the more reason to treasure this experience,” I pointed out.

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