Page 137 of Claimed By the Band

"Their scents," I admit, feeling heat creep up my cheeks. "It needs to smell like pack."

Asher's eyes darken with understanding. "Well," he purrs, "I guess we should invite them up, then."

I nod eagerly, already feeling slick at the thought. So much for that shower I just took. My heat flares hot beneath my skin again, making me press closer to him desperately.

He reaches for his phone without letting me go, sending a quick text that I know will bring our alphas running. Sure enough, I hear footsteps on the stairs moments later.

They pause in the doorway, taking in our handiwork with obvious appreciation. Their combined scents fill the air, making my omega instincts purr happily.

"Beautiful," Silas breathes, his green eyes dark with hunger as they rake over us. "Just like our omegas."

"Come see what we made," Asher says proudly, pulling me toward the nest. "Jordan has amazing instincts for this."

Knox approaches first, running his hand over one of the soft throws. "It's perfect," he rumbles approvingly. "You two did an incredible job."

The praise makes my scent bloom as the others move closer, exploring the nest we created. They touch everything reverently, clearly understanding how important this is to us.

"The only thing missing," I say, taking a deep breath, "is all of you."

Their scents intensify in response to my words. Dante growls low in his throat, already reaching for me. "That can definitely be arranged."

I let him pull me into a heated kiss as the others surround us, their hands gentle but possessive as they help strip away our comfortable nesting clothes. Asher presses against my back, his skin burning hot against mine as our heats feed off each other.

"Such good omegas," Damon purrs, his huge hands spanning my waist. "Building us such a perfect nest. Now, let us take care of you both."

I whimper as they guide us onto the soft blankets, surrounded by the nest we created together. Their scents wrap around us protectively as they join us, marking every inch of our new space with pack bonds and love.

I gasp as Damon and Knox take charge of me, their strong hands gentle but insistent. Knox's hair is still damp from his recent shower, and I can't resist running my fingers through it as he settles behind me. The clean scent of his body wash mingles with his natural woodsmoke in a way that has me salivating. I run my tongue up his throat in response, tasting him.

He gives a low, throaty grown that sparks a purr in my chest. "Fuck…"

Across the nest, Silas and Dante are already working Asher over, their hands moving in perfect sync as they touch every inch of his tanned skin. The sight of them together makes my body throb with need, especially when Silas moves lower, taking Asher's pierced length into his mouth. My mouth waters at the thought of how cool the metal must be against his tongue. Especially when Asher arches with a cry that goes straight to my core.

"I think she likes watching," Knox murmurs in my ear as he pulls me back against his chest, his large hands cupping my breasts. "You like watching our other omega get pleasured, beautiful? That makes your pussy even wetter?"

I nod helplessly, unable to look away as Dante captures Asher's lips in a heated kiss, swallowing his desperate sounds. My own need builds higher as Damon moves between my thighs and presses open-mouthed kisses down my stomach on his way even lower.

"Please," I whimper as Knox rolls my nipples between his fingers, the dual enjoyment of his touch and watching Asher fall apart making me dizzy with need.

"Patience," Damon rumbles against my heated skin, his breath ghosting over where I need him most. "We're nowhere near done with you, baby girl."

The first touch of his tongue makes me cry out, my hips bucking instinctively. Knox holds me steady, one arm wrapped around my waist while his other hand continues tormenting my breasts with gentle caresses. I can already feel his hardness pressing against my back, but he seems content to focus on my pleasure for now.

Across the nest, Asher reaches for me with trembling fingers as Silas swallowers him even deeper. I grasp his hand tightly, our fingers interlocking as our alphas worship us.

"Look how wet you are for us," Damon purrs before diving back in with renewed enthusiasm. His tongue finds all the spots that make me see stars, while Knox's hands never stop their torment of my sensitive nipples.

I'm already close to the edge when Asher turns his head toward me, his violet eyes dark. Dante releases his lips long enough for him to kiss me, and I swallow his moans as Silas does something particularly clever with his tongue.

The sight of Asher coming apart combined with Damon's relentless assault on my senses pushes me over the edge. I come with a cry that Asher drinks down eagerly, my body shaking between Knox and Damon as wave after wave crashes through me.

But they don't stop. If anything, they grow more intense. Damon replaces his tongue with his thick length, sliding home in one smooth thrust that has me gasping.

Knox's hand slides down my stomach to circle my oversensitive clit as Damon starts to move, finding a steady rhythm that matches my pounding heart.

"That's it," Knox encourages as I start to tremble again. "Let go for us, beautiful. Show Asher how good we're making you feel."

I can barely focus on anything beyond the ecstasy building inside me, but I force my eyes open to watch Asher. He's close too, his face flushed and beautiful as Silas and Dante work him higher. Our hands are still clasped tightly together, anchoring us both as our alphas take us apart piece by piece.

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