Page 88 of Feral Alphas

My fingers dig mercilessly into Luka’s ink-stamped shoulders and my hips dart forward and before I know it, I’m grinding myself into him like an animal, trying to make our two bodies merge into one. He might not be my scent match, but this man belongs as deep in my soul as I can get him, and Colt’s authoritative voice is driving him right in like a hammer on a tent peg.

Body and soul, where we belong.

Mindless, I drop my teeth to Luka’s shoulder and bite down. He groans. “Harder!” he orders, and I don’t know if he means the bite or the fucking, but I obey both. Omegas can’t forge a bond, so there’s no danger, except of tearing his skin open. My scream muffles against his shoulder as I shudder uncontrollably. Stars twinkle in my vision as I come so hard and fast it knocks the wind out of me.

I’m incoherent and shivering uncontrollably as Luka gently lays me down on my back, pressing against my chest as if he’s holding the fragmented pieces of me together. I watch through half-slitted eyes as Colt slides in across his back, big hands cradling Luka’s hips. Luka’s hissed breath skims like velvet across my ear as his body presses tighter to me.

“Luka, Luka,” I murmur, stroking escaped wisps of his blond hair away from his face. We’re both slick with sweat and slide together as Colt pushes against him. “I don’t know if I can do another,” I whisper.

Luka leans up on one hand, a strange smirk on his face. “Little omega, you were born to handle us—I can sense it with every bone in my body. Can’t you feel how your pussy’s grabbing me? I know you want more, and Colt’s going to make sure we both get it.”

He’s not entirely wrong. I hear Colt’s hips snap forward and Luka lurches into me, his cock sliding deeper, and I moan. Fresh flames fan through my belly and I decide in that instance to trust everything Luka says, because it turns out he knows my body better than I do.

If this is how intensely they make love, what on Earth is my heat going to be like?

We growl and whine our way to another orgasm to the beat of Colt’s body slapping against Luka’s. Colt told me he and Luka werelovers, but it’s so much more beautiful and powerful than I could have imagined as their bodies merge and Colt’s citrus rum scent folds around us in the nest they created just for me.

I trap Luka’s head against my neck as I scream and shake, heat exploding through me. Luka’s groans vibrate into my own throat as his cock pulses within and we fall apart, only to be held together by Colt’s big arms trapping us in place. My head falls back against the Kye-scented pillow as I catch my breath.

I’m full and so well fucked I can’t move, and yet something feels missing. Maybe it’s Kye. The faintest whine slides up my throat and I bury it in Colt’s cushion. My legs shake and my throat is raw, so I shouldn’t be making a noise like that.

“Wait a moment, precious,” Colt says gruffly. The bed bounces and I track his footsteps into the bathroom, followed by running water. Luka rolls us onto our side and re-tucks pillows under my head, a dazed smile lifting his thick lips. I lean in to kiss him, to feel the plush of his lips against mine.

“Did you say you guys do this three times a day?” I ask breathlessly.

Luka grins against my lips. “At least.”

“How do you get anything done?”

He laughs softly. “I keep a tight schedule.”

“And sex is on the schedule?”

“Mhm. Definitely.”

I think I’ll need to see this schedule for myself soon. My hand slips, and I discover blood on his chest. “Shit! You’re bleeding!”

“Leave it,” he murmurs, running his fingers through my hair to loosen the sweat. “I like it.”

I snort. “You’re crazy. No one likes bleeding.”

His eyes shutter as his smirk deepens and it’s super sexy. “Yeah, I am crazy. Just the way you better like me.”

I grin and kiss him again. “I do.”

Luka’s eyes flick over my shoulder as Colt gets back into the nest. “Sir, will you take me to Vinny’s this week?”

Colt leans over us, then snorts. “Of course, love.”

I want to ask what they’re talking about, but Colt slides in at my back and angles my hips. “Breathe in, sweetheart,” he murmurs against my ear as he glides his erection through my thighs. He slips his long cock into my pussy, and I suck in air. “Once more,” he orders and his knot bumps against my swollen lips. A vibration runs through me as I breathe, and he thrusts the thick knot right inside. Immediately it swells to lock us in place, and a whimper pulses in my chest as that empty, out-of-place feeling vanishes.

“How did you know?” I murmur, fully sated.

“Rose, this knot was made to soothe you. You’re the only person who’s ever had it, and that’s how I plan to keep it. Anytime you need it, you ask, hear me?”

“Yes, Sir,” I say and his body spasms. I reach an arm over my back and hold him as he runs his tongue over my shoulder blades, and my eyelids sag as exhaustion sweeps over me.

Luka drops another gentle kiss on my relaxed lips. “I have things to do. Get some rest.”

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