Page 91 of Wanted By the Wolves

It isn’t the same as our old nest, but it’s got the vibes right. Nova and Gage’s plants are interspersed around the comfy reading nook in the corner, and the bed Dex and I made sits in the center with her mounds of comfy blankets. The nest is a hodgepodge of old quilts and soothing forest tones with strands of twinkle lights above the poster bed making the room glow softly.

I set her on the bed, and she wiggles around until she’s tossed the small tank top that wasn’t doing shit to cover her anyway. Gage loses his sweatpants and joins her, helping her get comfortable and supporting her belly with a pillow as he tucks her into his side.

She’s still got months to go, but with a litter and her small size, she’s already round. I fucking love seeing her like this, happy and safe, growing our pack’s babies. If I could knock her up again tonight, I would try.

I strip and crawl in behind her, draping myself across her back and slinging one of her legs over mine, my hands going to support her belly.

“Knot me, both of you,” Nova says sleepily.

If Dex is a marathon knotter, Gage and I are team “fuck her to sleep.”

We get into our nightly position, the only one she really enjoys right now. I rub the head of my cock through her slick pussy before nudging my way inside her.

Nova moans, reaching back to dig her nails into my ass. “More.”

“We know, baby. You need both of us filling you up, giving you that aching stretch,” I purr in her ear.

Nova doesn’t correct me. We all know it’s true. She’s insatiable, and her need ratchets up the more her belly grows.

I still, and Gage wedges himself in beside me, pushing in just the tip. We’ve been putting her to sleep between us for the last month, but the first feeling of us sharing her never gets old.

He slowly slides in as I slide out, and Nova’s expression glazes over. Gage makes a hoarse growl each time I pull out my slick cock, nearly leaving her completely so that he fills her. When she’s panting and moaning, I decide she’s ready. I cant my hips and thrust on a long stroke that makes his cock rub against mine, and Nova’s tight walls strangle me with glorious pressure.

Gage takes her mouth as she makes a mess of our cocks, rocking and encouraging us to go harder. We fuck her together, our legs and arms tangled around each other, her mouth passing between us until she’s gasping, incoherent, and shaking. The two of us press against that needy place that makes her wail. Our knots tease her edges, our cocks buried deep. Her pussy squeezes, and I can’t hold back, my orgasm blasting through me. That sets off Gage, both of us filling her with cum until she’s shaking and spluttering through her own orgasm.

She comes so hard she goes limp. I crave seeing that blissed-out expression on her face, her soft purr humming. We pet her, caressing her smooth skin, and praise her until her harsh breathing turns deep.

At some point, Dex climbs in, and we’re forced to move. He settles her on his chest while I snuggle in behind Gage.

It’s a regular night, and the routine of it makes it even sweeter. We’re home—with Nova safe between us where she belongs.

Fall—Gage

Nova groans, but it’s not the good kind. I press my hands along her back, using my magic to help ease the ache of the latest contraction.

Dex speaks softly, giving her words of encouragement while Briggs braces himself against me, letting me siphon power from his touch. He’s bubbling with it, his eyes soft and smitten with the alpha boy currently bundled in his arms.

Nova has been doing great. Her labor for baby Leo went smoothly and quickly, but the second baby is taking their sweet time. I’m a mess on the inside, trying my best not to let old fears send me into a panic.

“Almost there. One more push, Nova. Then you can rest,” Vandera commands.

Nova holds onto Dex for dear life and screams through the last push, collapsing against me at the same moment a small cry sounds in the nest.

After that, there’s a flurry of activity and little bursts of Vandera’s magic as she cleans our omega and our newest addition.

I can't hold back when Vandera places the little omega on Nova’s chest. Tears blur my vision, and I bat them away without success.

Briggs places our little omega’s brother next to her on Nova’s chest and hugs me. “It’s all right, babe. They’re healthy and so good. She’s made it. She’s strong.”

“Come over here, Papa, and see for yourself,” Nova says. Her voice is tired, but her bond surges with love so bright it steals my breath.

I force myself to get it together, crawling beside them to nuzzle her side and touch tiny toes. They’re blond like her and tiny, so beautiful that more tears come.

“Hello, Lavender and Leo, welcome to the world. You’ve got a whole pack who loves you and the best mommy,” Dex coos.

Briggs joins in, talking to them. “We’re your daddies, and we’re going to make sure you grow up happy and safe.”

They’re perfect, all of them. Absolutely perfect.

My little star’s smile is so bright I can’t stop my own from taking over my face.

Vandera works around us, preparing the potions to help Nova heal and rest, but our pack settles in, watching the babies nurse for the first time.

It’s a miracle, a moment when the world tips back to rights. I savor it, take it in, and give thanks for the day when my pack showed up on my doorstep and forced me into the light.

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