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Nova releases a breathy sigh, and I see that she’s starting to sink down on Caleb’s knot.
“Your turn,” Lars says, his hips rolling up instead of thrusting as he pulls me down on his knot. “I can’t…be gentle. Fuck, your ass is is so damn tight. This is a stupid question but…”
“It’ll fit,” I grunt, eyes rolling back as I drop more of my weight down on his knot. It slowly slides in, my chest heaving with exertion.
Lars’ knot is full of cum, and I want him to make good on his promise to empty himself inside of me. Nova’s fingers link through mine as we ride our alphas together, our mixed scents making me light headed.
This feels so right, and I’m glad I insisted on being courted together. This is romance for me: a weekend away to connect.
“He’s so big,” Nova breathes, her pussy slicking around Caleb’s knot.
“I’ve seen you take bigger,” Caleb teases, meaning me. While I’m an impressive size, the Finnegan brothers aren’t anything to sneeze at.
I’ll be feeling Lars for days after. I think that’s the perfect treat to make a week of work away from my pack bearable. I love my job, but the hours are getting to me. Hopefully, the chief of staff makes good on his promises.
“Almost,” Lars groans. “God, I’m so close to coming.”
“Flip us,” I urge him. “Fuck me into the mattress.”
Nova’s little whine of agreement makes my dick twitch with excitement, and the brothers flip us both onto our backs. Their thrusts become harder and more controlled, and my back bows as Lars pushes my leg up to change the angle.
His knot slides the rest of the way in, and Nova squeezes my hand as she comes again. Caleb’s muscles strain as she strangles his knot, and I huff out a laugh as I contract my hole around Lars’.
“You…fucking brat!” he roars, shuddering as he comes.
Caleb follows soon after, and Lars drops my leg to lean over and bite my shoulder hard.
“Fuck!” I yell, my fingers digging into his back.
“Bite…Caleb, please,” Nova says to him. I pray that he doesn’t fuck this up. Maybe if she has all three of our bites, it’ll help her inner omega understand how much we all want and need her.
“Yours,” he growls. My head turns to look at them as Lars lifts his head, blood on his lips.
Caleb bites Nova underneath her collarbone, and she squeals as she clings to him. The four of us are a mess by the time Caleb and Lars’ knots deflate.
“Fuck, that’s exactly as satisfying as I thought it would be,” Lars mutters.
Caleb cuddles Nova against him as they watch Lars make good on his promise to plug me. It goes in smoother now that his cum helps it along, and as I stand, I know that every movement will be a reminder of how sore I am.
Cleaning up quickly, we throw on some clothes to eat dinner. Every shift has us smiling at each other, a secret only we share in this cabin.
Chapter Thirty
Tuesday afternoon
NOVA
Remembering my weekend makes me smile as I sit in the small waiting room. Dr. Alys’ office is in a building upstairs, and she managed to get me in quickly since she had an appointment open up.
My toes wiggle in my boots with nerves, the only allowance I’ll give myself is that I’m worried about seeing Dr. Alys. I’m here by myself, because I didn’t?—
“Nova,” Caleb hisses, slipping through the door. I blink blankly at him as he sits next to me and takes my hand. “Did you seriously think one of us wouldn’t wait with you? Barnacle, Baby Girl. I’ll be here before you go in and when you come out.”
“I just figured I’d come between seeing clients,” I rasp, still disbelieving that he’s actually here.
My pack is coming together quickly after weeks of wondering what the fuck I’m doing with them. They’re no longer the rag tag group of alphas that treated me like a second choice ormistake. Instead, Caleb, Tyde, and Lars are becoming very fierce protectors.
I think our weekend just solidified things for us. We needed that time to bond together.
