Page 150 of Lavender and Honey

I turn my head, seeking his face in the dim light. His eyes are dark with desire, but there's tenderness there too—a steadiness that grounds me even as another wave of heat threatens to sweep me away.

"It burns," I whisper, my voice breaking. "Worse than before."

"That's normal," Elias assures me, brushing damp hair from my forehead. "The first marking intensifies everything. Your body is adjusting to the bond." As if to emphasize his point,the mark on my neck pulses with warmth, sending tendrils of sensation throughout my body.

"Please," I manage, turning my face to Elias, seeking his mouth with mine.

He meets me halfway, his kiss gentle at first, then deepening as my need becomes more apparent. His tongue traces my lower lip before slipping inside, exploring with a thoroughness that makes me moan into his mouth. Behind me, Finn's hands begin a slow exploration, trailing from my waist down to my hip, then lower still.

"So wet already," he groaned, his voice taking on a husky tone. Finn's fingers found their way between my thighs, sliding easily through the slick that had gathered there. I gasped into Elias's mouth as Finn's touch sent sparks of pleasure racing through me.

"Omega," Finn murmured, his voice a deep rumble against my back. "So responsive."

Elias continued to kiss me, swallowing my moans as Finn's fingers explored, teasing and circling but never quite giving me what I needed. The heat built higher, a desperate pressure that had me whimpering against Elias's mouth.

"Please," I begged when he finally broke the kiss, allowing me to gasp for air. "I need—"

"We know what you need," Elias assured me, his hazel eyes dark with desire. "We're going to take care of you, pretty girl. Just like we promised."

I could barely think through the haze of heat and need. My body felt hollow, aching to be filled, to be claimed again. The mark on my neck throbbed, a constant reminder of what had been and what was yet to come.

"Yes," I gasped, arching as Finn's fingers circled my entrance. "Please, Elias. Finn. I need—"

"We know what you need," Elias assured me, his voice dropping to that soothing cadence that always seemed to calm the wildest parts of me.

"Oh, is she up already.” I tensed at the sound of Lucian's voice, my eyes flying to the doorway where he stood with Soren, both carrying trays. Despite the hunger and thirst that must have been building in my body, all I could focus on was the sight of them—Lucian's powerful frame, Soren's lithe grace, and the possessive heat in both their gazes as they took in the scene before them.

"Perfect timing," Finn murmured against my shoulder, his fingers stilling but not withdrawing from where they'd been exploring. "She's burning up again."

Lucian's eyes darkened as he approached, setting the tray of food on a nearby table. "I can see that," he said, his voice a low rumble that sent shivers down my spine.

Lucian set the tray of food on a nearby table, his eyes never leaving mine. The sight of him sent another wave of need coursing through me, my body responding to his presence with a fresh rush of slick that had Finn groaning behind me.

"How are you feeling?" Lucian asked, his voice gentle despite the hunger in his eyes. His gaze dropped to the mark on my neck, satisfaction evident in his expression.

"Hot," I managed, my voice breaking as Finn's fingers continued their teasing exploration. "Need you. All of you."

Soren grinned, setting down the drinks before approaching the nest. "Greedy little thing, aren't you?" he teased, though his eyes were dark with desire.

"Need my Omega," I gasped, reaching for Elias with trembling hands. The words felt right, natural, as if they'd always been waiting to be spoken. Elias's eyes darkened at my declaration, his controlled demeanor slipping for a moment to reveal the rawhunger beneath. He caught my hand, bringing it to his lips for a kiss that was both tender and claiming.

"Your Omega," he confirmed, his voice rough with emotion. "Always have been."

Soren slid onto the bed beside us, his usual playfulness subdued by something deeper, more intense. "And what about me?" he asked, his voice light despite the heat in his eyes. "Do you need your Alpha too?"

I reached for him with my free hand, drawing him closer. "Yes," I breathed, the truth of it resonating through my entire being. "Need all my Alphas and Omega.”

Soren's smile was almost predatory as he leaned in, his lips brushing against mine in a kiss that started gentle but quickly turned hungry. His hand came up to cradle my face, holding me steady as his tongue explored my mouth with deliberate thoroughness.

Behind me, Finn's fingers resumed their teasing circles, drawing gasps from me that Soren swallowed with his kiss. Elias continued to hold my other hand, his thumb tracing patterns on my palm that somehow managed to both soothe and inflame.

When Soren finally broke the kiss, I was panting, my body burning hotter than ever. "Alpha," I whispered, the word feeling right on my tongue. "Please."

"So polite," Soren murmured, his eyes dark with desire. "Even when you're desperate." His hand traced down my neck, pausing at Lucian's mark before he gently pressed down on hit making a loud moan leave me as my back arched off the bed.

Lucian watched from the foot of the bed, his eyes dark with hunger as he observed the scene unfolding, “Such a good Omega telling us what you need.”

"Need you," I gasped, my body trembling with the force of my desire. "All of you."

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