Page 48 of Pack Larsen

I’m damn near screaming around Haze’s shaft as I explode into a million tiny, omega pieces, coming so hard that I’m convinced I black out for a few seconds. I vaguely hear Rage bellow his own release, filling my pussy with more cum than it can handle, the overflow spilling over where we’re joined.

Like a chain reaction, Haze thrusts only twice more before he’s spurting down my throat like promised. I swallow every drop, my throat working double time to take every drop. It’s a futile effort, because the guy comes so much that it spills from the corners of my mouth, despite my greedy swallows.

As soon as I’ve taken every drop, Haze emptying himself down my throat with sexy, little grunts and groans, he pulls free and collapses into the nest beside his brother, breathing hard and covered in sweat. Rage is in the same state, panting for air while he continues to cling to me like I’m a raft in a stormy sea he’s trapped in.

My body is completely lax as I remain sprawled over his legs, and he breathlessly chuckles before dragging my body up and over his. I land sprawled over Rage’s chest, body trembling with aftershocks as I tuck my head beneath his chin. He bands his arms around my body for a sweet snuggle, pressing a kiss to my head that melts me from the inside out, and I sigh a content sound that makes both twins chuckle.

Opening my eyes, I find Haze watching me with a fond smile, and I’m grinning back when he declares, “Oh yeah, we’re keeping you, gorgeous.”

Snuggling deeper into Rage’s chest and sighing when he starts purring, the vibration rattling the side of my face in the best way, I wink at the alpha and claim, “That sounds really good to me.”

Haze flashes a pleased grin before he, too, starts purring. Together, the twins lull me straight back to sleep, my mind lost in a sex haze that sends me into a deep sleep once more. Before I succumb, I think I hear Rage whisper to his brother, “No doubt she’s ours now.”

I’m smiling as I drift away, still locked on Rage’s knot while I lose myself to dreams of three sexy alphas, an addictive omega, and an annoyingly handsome and infuriating beta.

Chapter 18

Silver

A week passes after the twins and I cross the sexy threshold of our do over, and those days are spent at work or school, where either they or Aero find me. Any spare moment between classes or lunch breaks I find myself with their company, and I love it. I love feeling like they want me around as much as I want to be around them. It makes what’s happening between us all feel like something real, something I can count on.

“Why are you pushing me away, baby?” Aero pouts, and I laugh in his face, my arms wrapped around his shoulders as he carries me from the cafeteria with Juniper’s pack laughing behind us. It took very little time for pack Baines to suss out that things have escalated between me and the guys, mainly because Aero has no chill. The moment I agreed to be his, he was shouting it from the damned rooftops, and I’ll lie to him before I confess just how much I loved it.

As soon as Juniper realized we’d become a thing, she sighed and muttered, “Thank the fucking gods. It’s about time,” with agreement from each of her bonded. Bunch of lovable assholes that they are, it was impossible to be mad, and I’ve found myself grinning more and more as the days pass, practically walking on cloud nine.

The only thing that could make it any better was if Pace was around more, and if Munro stops sulking around the house like a moody vampire. As it is, Pace has been working a lot, only having time to spend an hour or so with us at lunch or dinner before he vanishes long into the night.

Munro, I’ve deduced, is a lost cause. I can’t figure him out. After my crying jag that I’m now embarrassed over, he’s been different. No longer am I receiving the silent treatment I was before, nor am I on the receiving end of nasty sneers and dirty looks. Instead, he watches me like he wants to strangle me for shutting his apology down. He watches me like he wants to shake me until I agree to talk to him. And he watches me with a look that I thought could be jealousy or envy, but that clearly has to be my delusions. I’m sure he’s just pissed that I won’t give him the time of day so he can clear his conscience and go back to being a thundering dick to me.

Right now, however, he’s trailing at the back of our group, and I can feel his eyes on me. I opt to ignore it, because he doesn’t deserve my attention.

“I said I need to get to class, not that I want to be rid of you, you goose,” I snicker, scratching my nails through his hair and trying not to perfume when he groans prettily.

I never thought I’d see the day, but I’ve officially turned into a sex-crazed hussy. Aero, Haze and Rage have all turned me into a needier, friskier, more-demanding version of myself, but they seem to love it. Any chance they get, I’m impaled on one of their cocks while another fucks my mouth like I’m a toy to be used. I never thought I’d get off on that shit, but I’ll be damned if my sex life isn’t currently thriving and better than ever. I have no doubt it’s because of who I’m exploring it with, my comfort levels around pack Larsen growing far past what I would have imagined.

Aero sighs and shakes his head in mock disappointment. “Just say you hate me, babe. It would hurt less.”

“Oh my god, you’re so dramatic,” I snicker, pecking his lips with a brief kiss, knowing Aero will take advantage and turn it into more if I don’t.

“I’m an omega. Of course, I’m dramatic,” he blandly quips, making me laugh, because same.

Chuckling and kicking my feet, still being carried as though I don’t have perfectly capable legs to walk on, I snicker and say, “And so needy.”

“Omega, baby,” he quickly points out with a shrug, patting my ass to cement his point. Then he raises his eyebrow and declares, “You should know. You’re just as needy. And clingy.”

He’s right. I am. I can’t help it, sue me. Since introducing sex to whatever is going on between us, it’s been difficult to stay away from them. I want to be with them all the time, in their space, with their scents surrounding me. I’m scent marking them without realizing, only for them to do it back. Technically, they’re enabling my behavior so I’m not really at fault. Omega math, right?

“Maybe, but I don’t stop you from going to class. You know, that place where you should be right now?” I snicker, the sound cut off when Aero leans in for a more thorough kiss, drawing it out like I knew he would.

Chuckling against his lips, I murmur, “Get lost, you doofus. You can have all the kisses you want when we get home.”

Groaning against me, he pats my ass once more before finally releasing me. “You better keep that promise.”

I offer him a scouts’ honor, and he rolls his eyes with a grin before he reaches over for a hug from Juniper, and tells me, “I’ll see you later, my bubblegum baddie.”

“Uh-huh,” I answer, grinning like a happy omega.

I watch as Aero sighs and turns, heading in the direction of his class, right before he turns and runs back for another kiss. Only when I’m dopey and grinning does he finally disappear, leaving me with Juno, Lowie, Leylan, and Munro. The others must have dispersed while Aero had my attention.

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