Page 118 of Want It All
Byron huffed a laugh and bent to nuzzle Tristan’s cheek before his mouth dropped to his scent gland. ‘Since you asked so nicely, love,’ he said, and bit down.
Tristan swayed, groaning. ‘Oh,fuck.’
I felt his shock and pleasure through our bond like a lightning bolt – and not just his, but Byron’s, too, and the echo of Sebastian’s approval as he watched. Byron pulled back, his eyes dark, and Tristan struck; Byron’s cry of pleasure-pain was lost to the waves as his scent match bit down.
Sebastian’s fingers wound through mine. ‘I don’t mean to hurry you, but –’
I inhaled, scenting cherry perfume through the salty evening air. We’d washed off our scent cancellers earlier in the day, and I didn’t have faith that our blockers would continue to work throughthis. My body tightened in response to Sebastian’s scent, slick beginning to pool between my legs.
Both alphas got unsteadily to their feet, and a moment later, we were wrapped in their arms. Byron nuzzled at my neck as Tristan barely held himself upright, his body tense. My knees buckled as Byron bit down, the bond completing in a rush of love and heat; Byron held me steady, then turned to Sebastian, his teeth sinking into my omega’s neck.
‘Fuck, youdolook pretty with all those bites,’ I said breathlessly, then moaned as Sebastian’s pleasure rolled through me. ‘Tristan –’
Tristan bit Sebastian first, sealing their bond. They gave matching groans; Sebastian caught Tristan’s mouth in a passionate kiss as Tristan cradled his omega’s head tenderly. When I whimpered, barely holding back a whine, Byron swung me into his arms and presented my neck to Tristan like an offering. The alpha wasted no time, and the circle of pack bonds snapped into place – wholly, finally, and forever – as his teeth pierced my skin.
‘Oh, thankfuck,’ Sebastian moaned. ‘I don’t mean to alarm anyone, but I need to have sex, like,now. Preferably with each of you, multiple times.’
Tristan chuckled. ‘That can certainly be arranged.’
I looked across the grass to see the celebrant and our families …gone.
Tristan followed my gaze. ‘It’s tradition for the witnesses to leave before the last bond is given,’ he said, his voice soft and doing all kinds of things to my body. ‘I think they all left earlier, though.’
‘Because of the orgy?’ Sebastian said hopefully. ‘Please tell me it’s because of the orgy. But I really hope they didn’t take your car, Tris, because otherwise the rideshare driver is getting ashow.’
Tristan pulled him into his arms. ‘You didn’t think I’d plan for this?’ He kissed Sebastian, hard and hungry. ‘Come on.’
Tristan led us down to the beach and past the rocky cliff face; Byron kept me cradled in his arms, occasionally dipping down to kiss my forehead or cheek, or nip playfully at my ear. Every caress sent a bolt of pleasure through me, and an answering echo of affection through the bond; I wondered how I’d ever get used to the feeling. The sun had almost set and the night was clear;a thousand stars looked down on us from the navy-black sky, silvering the waves.
Beyond the cliffs, sheltered by their height, a pavilion sat on the white sand, lit from within.
‘Oh, Tris,’ Sebastian said thickly. ‘You did this for us?’
‘This is the least of what I’d do for my pack,’ Tristan answered.
‘It looks so pretty,’ I said breathlessly. ‘But what if someone walks past?’
‘I hired the beach for the night,’ Tristan said, unfazed. ‘And some security, too.’
‘You hired … a beach,’ I said slowly. ‘An entirebeach. Apublicbeach. You hired … theocean.’
‘It’s amazing what people will do if you give them enough money.’
‘That really shouldn’t make me want you more, but here we are,’ Sebastian moaned. ‘Please, alphas. I’m wasting away. Dying for the want of a knot.’
‘Well, we can’t have that.’ Tristan picked Sebastian up and slung him over his shoulder. ‘Your orgy awaits.’
Byron followed our alpha inside the pavilion. The floor space was filled by a wide, low bed covered in white and gold covers and cushions. It must have been murder to get across the sand, but the romance of it stole my breath away. Lanterns with flickering LED candles were hung around the walls, casting a soft, warm glow over the bed. A narrow table sat to one side, covered in plates of fruit and cheese, two bottles of champagne resting on ice.
Tristan tossed Sebastian on the bed without ceremony then dragged his shorts over his hips, freeing his cock and immediately swallowing it down. My omega moaned, squirming on the bed as Tristan hollowed his cheeks and sucked. I squeaked and pressed my thighs together as Sebastian’spleasure rolled through me, building at the base of my spine and between my legs.
‘Fuck,’ I whispered. ‘Will it always be like this?’
Byron settled me on the bed next to Sebastian. ‘Apparently, it eases after a few months, but the feeling – the sense of connection – never goes away.’ He waited for my nod of approval before rolling up my dress, though he could feel how ready – howdesperate– I was through the bond. He dragged my underwear down, pushing my knees apart. ‘Best get used to it, beautiful.’
He buried his face between my legs as Sebastian seized my mouth in a kiss. Heat flooded my body, making it difficult to think; all I could do wasfeelas my omega nipped at my bottom lip and my alpha sucked gently on my clit. After murmuringmay I, pretty?and receiving a gaspingyes!in response, Tristan’s fingers swept through my slick folds and pushed inside, curling gently.
My climax crashed over me; I whimpered into Sebastian’s mouth, shuddering as my cunt clamped around Tristan’s fingers. Byron gave a satisfied growl. When Tristan withdrew, Byron sucked his alpha’s fingers into his mouth, his eyes heavy with want as he licked my slick from Tristan’s skin. Tristan groaned, the muffled sound deepening as Sebastian stiffened, his hips pushing up. I felt the shadow of his pleasure as he came.
