“No, Talia. You'll regret it when you come down from this.”
 
 “Please?” I whine, “Alex, please?”
 
 “Goddammit,” he snarls, “I don't want to hurt you.”
 
 “Please?” I beg again.
 
 Then there's a sharp smack as Kaleb swats my thigh, “no. He's too big for that. If you want your throat fucked, someone else can do it.”
 
 I've been with packs before that would have gone straight into a pride-fueled fight to the floor over a comment like that. Not this pack, though. None of them seems to give a single shit that Alex's dick is huge and Kaleb said it out loud. All they care about in this moment is taking care of me. I can feel it in every single one of the bonds I have with them.
 
 “But I want him now. I need him to cum in my mouth.” God, I'm so whiny. I hate it, but I can't do anything for it.
 
 A clit-tingling chorus of male amusement circulates, but Alex gives me what I ask for. He manages to cum a few moments after I ask for it, and Jasper takes his place. Jasper has had lots of practice fucking my mouth, and he knows just how to coax his length past my lips and into the back of my throat without being too rough.
 
 I'm humming my pleasure around Jasper when I feel Kaleb start to push his knot into me. My humming turns into a groan and Jasper's hips twitch.
 
 “He's knotting you, isn't he? I've wanted to see Kaleb fuck you like this for months. It's so good, baby. You're doing such a good job taking him.”
 
 Jasper's praise makes me clench around Kaleb, and he grunts in response. Jasper leans over my back and spreads his hands around my ass, then he spreads me wide. “Look, Kaleb. Look how she's stretched around you. I've never seen anything like it. I knew seeing how tiny she is compared to you would be amazing. It's so fucking hot.”
 
 “Shhhh,” Kaleb tries to hush him. My bond with Kaleb feels so intense right now, I can almost feel how hard he's fighting to control himself. But Jasper, being the brat he is, doesn't stop. He enjoys making Kaleb's predicament worse.
 
 “I wonder what would happen if I just...” Jasper stops talking and I feel him touching my entrance where I'm gripping Kaleb so hard. Kaleb's breath hisses out of him. “Did that feel good? Did you like me touching your cock while you're fucking Talia with it?”
 
 “Jasper.” Kaleb warns, but I feel him trembling against the backs of my thighs.
 
 “Open your mouth,” Jasper tells Kaleb, then he pulls in a slow breath. “You can't see it, but Kaleb is sucking you off my fingers. He's never done that before, I usually do all the sucking.”
 
 The image of Jasper on his knees in front of Kaleb flashes in my mind and that's it. I shove Jasper away from me so I can cry out my orgasm without biting him or scratching up his thighs. I saw Nathan's thighs after my last heat. I don't want to do that to Jasper; or any of them if I'm coherent enough to stop it.
 
 I might have pushed Jasper away, but he went exactly nowhere. He tightens his grip on my hair and thrusts back into my mouth just in time to cum all over my tongue. Kaleb's release comes at the same time, I feel his cock jerking deep inside me. “Fuck, if I could mark you again, I would.”
 
 “Can't you?”I mumble after Jasper pulls away from me. I don't even try to fight the warm, sleepy contentment wrapping around me. Kaleb gently helps me to lay on my stomach and stretch my legs out between his. I let my head fall onto my arms and close my eyes as he lets some of his weight settle onto my back. Then he starts to purr for me and it feels a little like heaven.
 
 “I can bite you all day long, but it won't be like when I marked you.”
 
 “Will you, please? I'll like that.” I'm making that omega sound again. And I'm probably going to fall asleep. Kaleb's gentle weight over me feels so good, almost as good as his knot keeping us connected.
 
 I wake up when another hot cramp washes over me.
 
 “Hey, hey, hey, I've got you.” Alex coos, and I cling to him. Then I remember that I was full of Kaleb when I fell asleep. I should still be full of Kaleb. My mouth draws up into a snarl and I whip my head around to find him.
 
 “Where did he go?”
 
 “Which he, darlin? Jasper? Devon?”
 
 “Kaleb,” I snap. “He was just here.” I want to cry as much as I want to shout.
 
 “I'm right here, cupcake. I haven't gone anywhere. I was just getting you a drink.”
 
 I don't want a fucking drink. I want to fuck. When he holds the bottle out for me I just look at it. That's not what I need.
 
 “Just three sips. Three sips, and you can decide which of us you want next. Okay?” Kaleb reasons.
 
 “Three,” I huff, and snatch the bottle from him. I take exactly three drinks from the bottle, and hand it back. Then something feels off. Maybe something smells off.Clarity comes slow as I scan the room that is so dim that the men not directly near me are mere shadows.
 
 There's something wrong with my nest. It isn't right. The books are straight. The pillows are where they're supposed to be. I have the blankets settled. What's missing? I look at my wrist. No, that's not it, I have two of Nathan's hair ties right where they should be. Trent's bright red boxers are tucked into the corner where I need them. I look around again but I can't see anything wrong. It just feels wrong. It feels almost tight.