‘No, alpha.’ He scowled at me. ‘I won’t be talked out of this. I fully understand that you might notwantto bite me. But if I ask for it, and you change your mind – or if Rose wants it – thenI want a bite.
‘You’ve always been reluctant because it’spermanent,’ he went on, ‘and I think I’ve been understanding of that. But Tris –youare permanent. I want to wake up next to both of you every single morning until I don’t wake up at all. And before that happens, I want to have my thousand babies with you. Everything I want, I wantwith you. What’s a bite, compared to that?’
I reached out and carefully brushed his hair from his forehead without touching his skin. ‘Thank you for making that clear. I’ll think about it.’
And I would. I wanted to bite him so badly my teeth ached. Rose was beautiful and clever, and I knew she belonged with us; in time, I suspected I’d come to love her as much as I did him.
But there was a ragged hole where Byron should have been, and his absence ate at me.
Sebastian caught my hand and tentatively held it to his cheek. His eyes were on my face and I knew he could tell where my thoughts had gone. But this wasn’t about me, so I inhaled and pasted a smile on my face.
‘You’ll look so beautiful covered with bites, omega,’ I purred.
The preheat ended just before midnight.
I wasn’t sure what woke me; a noise, perhaps, or my alpha, knowing better than I did what was to come. I rubbed my face and rolled over to see Sebastian curled into a ball.
Rose was waking, too, sitting back and pushing her hair from her cheek. ‘Oh, Seb,’ she whispered.
‘Hurts,’ he grated out. ‘Hurts so bad.’
Rose lay her hand on his forehead. ‘No wonder. It’s time.’ Her eyes met mine. ‘Your first heat, Seb.’
‘It can fuck right off,’ he snapped, then gave a wordless moan.
Rose chuckled. ‘I know. Would you like me to make you feel better?’
Sebastian held out his arms, and Rose snuggled against him. I inhaled a breath full of cherry and chocolate, watching as the omegas exchanged a sweet kiss.
Rose didn’t let the kiss linger, though, making her way down Sebastian’s body and rolling him onto his back. Sebastian had made a sound of wordless protest when she broke the kiss; the sound changed as Rose took his straining cock between her lips. He sighed as if every weight had been lifted from his shoulders, then gasped when Rose began to work him up and down.
It was beautiful, but it was more than that. Their connection wasn’t just physical; they cared for one another, deeply, and it had started before they scent matched. Their biological connection only deepened what had already existed. They were glorious together, in every way, and a purr tore its way from my throat as Sebastian writhed beneath Rose’s ministrations.
‘You’re both so perfect,’ I said huskily. ‘So perfect, omegas.’
Rose flushed at the praise; Sebastian received it as his due. He caught my hand and pulled me down, his chin tilted up for a kiss.
I nuzzled at his lips, nipping and flicking my tongue inside his mouth. He was hungry, but not desperate – not yet. I let my hand play over his chest, then found a nipple, pinching and pulling the sensitive peak until he gasped.
‘Are you going to come for us, Sebastian?’ I crooned. ‘Are you going to fill your pretty omega’s mouth? Let her see how good you taste?’
‘Fuck, alpha,’ Sebastian panted, his hips thrusting up. Rose met his movements, relaxing, letting him use her mouth. She rested one hand lightly on his hip, the other moving between his legs to cup his sac.
I trailed kisses over his neck, working my way down to take his nipple in my mouth, flicking the hard tip with my tongue. I kissed and flicked and sucked and nipped until he whimpered, and then I moved to the other side. His body stiffened, and I looked down in time to see Rose swallow – once, then twice. Cum leaked from the side of her mouth; I reached down to swipe it away, then licked my fingers clean.
Her pupils dilated, and her delicious chocolate scent twined through the air. My vanilla joined it, rich and heady, but Sebastian’s scent was strongest of all.
‘Want to be inside you,’ he said, his eyes heavy.
He didn’t specify whom, but given our usual dynamic, I assumed it was Rose.
She did, too, smiling as she pulled her tank top over her head, then shimmying out of her sleep shorts. Her underwear was simple – black with a hint of lace – but she looked oh-so-alluring as she peeled the garment down, then swung a leg over Sebastian’s hip and sank onto his cock without any further fuss.
Fuck.
‘Next time, I’ll have a latch toy,’ she promised him, her voice hitching as she moved. ‘I’ll make you feel so good, omega.’
‘You already do,’ Sebastian gasped, reaching to trace his fingers down her flushed cheek.