Page 151 of Lavender and Honey

Elias brushed his lips against my temple, his voice a soothing murmur. "We're here, Lydia. We're not going anywhere."

Finn's fingers continued their exploration, circling my entrance but never quite giving me what I needed. The teasing touch had me whimpering, my hips bucking unconsciously, seeking more.

"So responsive," Soren observed, his hand trailing down my neck to my breast. When his fingers found my nipple, rolling and pinching gently, I gasped, arching into his touch.

"Please," I begged, beyond pride or hesitation. The heat had burned away any shyness, leaving only raw need in its wake. "I need—I need—"

"We know what you need," Lucian said, his voice deep and reassuring as he joined us on the bed. "And we're going to give it to you."

His presence filled the space around us, commanding and reassuring all at once. I felt myself respond to him immediately, my body recognizing it’s Alpha even through the haze of heat. The mark on my neck pulsed warmly, a reminder of our bond.

"Alpha," I whispered, reaching for him with trembling fingers. "Please..."

Lucian caught my hand, pressing a kiss to my palm that sent sparks racing up my arm. "Patience, little one," he murmured, though his eyes betrayed his own hunger. "First, we need to make sure you're taken care of properly."

He nodded to Elias, some unspoken communication passing between them. Elias shifted closer, his movements fluid as he positioned himself in front of me. His eyes sought mine, hazel depths darkened with desire but still holding that gentleness that was uniquely his.

"Lydia," he murmured, my name a caress on his lips. "I want to mark you now. Will you let me?"

The question sent another wave of heat crashing through me, more intense than before. The thought of wearing Elias's mark alongside Lucian's made something deep inside me tremble with anticipation.

"Yes," I breathed, the word barely audible but filled with certainty. "Please, Omega. Mark me."

Elias's eyes flashed at my words, his controlled demeanor slipping to reveal the raw hunger beneath. Behind me, Finn's fingers stilled as he shifted, giving Elias better access.

Soren moved as well, his hand sliding from my breast to my hair, gently turning my head to expose the unmarked side of my neck. Lucian watched from beside us, his eyes dark with approval.

"This will hurt a little," Elias warned, his voice rough with desire. "But I promise it will feel good after."

I nodded, beyond words as another wave of heat washed through me. Elias leaned closer, his breath hot against my skin as his lips traced the spot where his mark would join Lucian's. The anticipation was almost unbearable, my body trembling with need.

"Omega," I whispered, the word a plea and a promise all at once.

Elias's teeth grazed my skin, a teasing touch that had me gasping. Then he bit down, breaking skin with deliberate precision. The pain of Elias's bite transformed almost instantly into pleasure so intense it bordered on agony. I arched against him, a keening cry escaping my throat as the sensation radiated outward from the mark, setting every nerve ending alight. It was different from Lucian's claiming—where his had been powerful and overwhelming, Elias's mark sent waves of warmth cascading through me, a gentler but no less profound connection forming between us.

"Omega," I gasped, my body convulsing with the force of it. Behind me, Finn held me steady, his strong arms keeping me grounded as the sensation threatened to sweep me away entirely. Soren's fingers tangled in my hair, holding my head in place as Elias's teeth remained embedded in my flesh, sealing our bond with each passing heartbeat.

When Elias finally released my neck, his tongue gently lapping the blood off my neck, "That's it," he murmured against my skin, his voice vibrating through me. "You're doing so well, Lydia."

I could barely focus, overwhelmed by the dual sensations of Lucian's and Elias's marks pulsing in tandem, sending waves of heat and need through my body. I could feel my slick running down my leg as I moaned loudly as the haze of my heat got stronger.

Elias pulled back slightly, his eyes meeting mine, dark with satisfaction and hunger. "Mine," he murmured, his thumb brushing over the fresh mark he'd just made. "Ours."

The possessive declaration sent another wave of heat crashing through me. I reached for him, desperate for contact, for anything to ease the burning need inside me.

"Elias," I gasped, reaching for him with desperate hands. "Need you—need—"

"I know," he soothed, his voice rougher than I'd ever heard it, strained with his own desire. "I've got you, pretty girl."

He shifted, repositioning himself between my legs as Finn and Soren gently moved me to accommodate him.

"She's so ready for you," Finn murmured, his hands steady on my hips as he helped position me. "Look how wet she is…”

Elias's eyes darkened at Finn's words, his gaze dropping to where I lay exposed and desperate before him. The heat was unbearable now, a raging inferno that consumed every rational thought. I could feel slick pooling beneath me, my body preparing itself for what was to come.

"Please," I begged, beyond pride or coherence. "Elias... Omega... need you inside me."

"Beautiful," he murmured, his voice reverent despite the hunger in his gaze. I whimpered, beyond words as he positioned himself between my spread legs. The fresh mark on my neck throbbed in time with Lucian's, both sending waves of heat and need coursing through me with each heartbeat.

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