Page 45 of Pack's Promise

“Since the club,” I said, remembering what he had told me in the coffeeshop.Sign the papers, so I can have you.I straightened my legs, allowing him to peel off the lingerie. It slipped past my toes and he tossed it off the bed to land in a crumpled heap. Lucas’s hands slipped from my hips down between my legs, not going further, just teasing the soft skin of my thighs with his large fingers, and I went limp against him, letting his scent and his warmth and his solidity ground me as my head floated somewhere high above my body.

“Since before then, Madison,” he breathed, and he kissed me, first on my lips, then my jawline, my neck. “Before I even knew I was waiting for anything.” He kissed my shoulder, just above my collarbone, and I shivered. He’d bitten me there, during that first heat, and left bruises, but no scar. No bond. Tonight, though…

“Wait, wait,” I gasped, and all three men froze: Lucas against my back, Rian hovering over me, and Gray, kneeling on the edge of the bed, one hand on the front of his black boxer shorts. I almost laughed at the sight of him, ruining my serious moment. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to stop, I just… I know how I want it.”

“Tell me, baby,” Gray prompted.

* * *

It was soeasy to get lost in Lucas’s kisses–they were all-consuming, devouring kisses that made you nearly forget your own name–until I heard the muffled groan of Rian getting ready behind me. I pulled away, grimacing a bit. “Does this take as much set-up every time?” I wondered aloud. The sweat was cooling on my body, but my heart was racing. I felt another wet drop of slick roll down my thigh.

“Usually longer, since you’re usually not quite so… uh,” Lucas said, smiling down at me. We were both on our knees, but he was still inches taller than me, and I had to tilt my head to look him in the eye since we were so close. One of my legs was looped over his, and I was trying to stay as still as possible–his cock was deep inside me, and I knew if I moved, I wouldn’t be able to get back to this position without a lot of doing.

“You’re usually trying to get him to knot you by now, is what he’s trying to say,” Rian said from over my shoulder. His hands were roaming from my hips, to my breasts, to my clit, where they teased, keeping me vibrating with desire and the most unsatisfied I had even been with Lucas’s cock buried inside my body. I turned to swat him playfully, but the sound of hand on flesh shortly followed by a yelp told me Gray had already done so. The undignified sound soon morphed into a moan, also Gray’s work, I imagined. “Ready, baby?” Rian prompted, his voice breathy, and he slipped one hand further between my legs, his fingers looping around Luc’s cock where it entered me. “Jesus, you’re wet. You that hot for alpha’s cock?”

“Rian,” I moaned, “please, now.”

“Mmm, I like it when you beg for me,” he said into my ear, but before I could ask again, I felt his blunt tip pressing against my hole, slipping inside with only a little resistance.

“Umph,” I groaned, as I was pushed forward onto Luc’s, my breasts squishing against his ribcage and his cock driving further into my belly. The fullness was–almost too much. Fuck–how did Rian handle two alphas at once?

He must have been thinking the same thing as I was, because he whispered “Gray did a good job getting you ready for me, hmm? ”

I couldn’t respond–Lucas had rocked his hips, sliding his thickness out, then in, and my breath was expelled from my body as I adjusted once again to the feeling of two men inside me, moving together. And then came Rian’s first tentative drags, in and out, as Lucas held my shoulders tight, keeping us both upright, and I knew that the beta was moving in time with Gray.

“You looked so fucking sexy squirming on his fingers; his tongue feels so good, Madison, doesn’t it, but he–ah–he feels even better likethis, Madison, baby, so good, want to see you take his knot, stretch your pretty hole wide around it, he’ll fill you up so well, omega–”

“Fuck, Rian,” Luc growled, and he kissed along the column of my neck, one hand on my shoulder, his fingers intertwined with Rian’s. His other hand squeezed and caressed my breasts, first one, then the other, pulling lightly at the nipples. “You want that, omega, to take both your alphas at once?”

“Yes,” I breathed, “yes, yes, alpha, yes–” if Rian could do it… I could too. After all–

“That’s right, baby,” Gray murmured from behind me, his hand coming up to tease my other breast. “You were made for this, weren’t you, for us to fill and fuck and bite–”

Luc groaned, his head tilting back, the tendons of his neck flexing. I watched as a bead of sweat rolled down from his jaw to his collarbone to his clavicle.Yeah,I thought, moving one hand to Luc’s firm, strong pec and the other over his shoulder,yeah, I wanted to remember this.I bent to lick the droplet from his skin, hot under my tongue, his sweat salty and tasting of alpha. I brushed my lips against his neck, just where he would be sinking his teeth into my own flesh, and whispered to him: “You want to breed me, alpha?” His groan strengthened into a growl as I felt the expansion, the pressure of his knot building within me. He couldn’t move much–none of us could–but his hips jerked, pulling it out partway so I could feel the tug against my entrance before slamming his cock into me.

“You know I do,” he spoke, his voice still rough. “You’re made for that, too, omega, made to carry my pups, made to fill with milk–” he tweaked my nipple again and I gasped against his skin. I couldn’t move, could barely think over the barrage of sensations assaulting me: Rian’s cock, still fucking into my hole, Luc’s cock, the head deep inside, the base stretching me wider and wider, someone’s hand’s on my breasts, my hips, my waist, and through it all, the low, rumbling voice of Luc, his deepest fantasies: “Next heat, or the one after, or the one after that, you’ll be ready, and you’ll let alpha get his wish, hmm? You’ll be so fucking beautiful with your body heavy with our pups, can’t wait to fuck you like that, drink you down–”

“Ah, ah,” Rian cried out, loud behind me, “alpha, please–” I wasn’t sure who he was talking to, but his his snapped against mine, and I knew by his breathy whine that he was close.

I moaned, my eyes falling shut, my hips stuttering, before a firm hand squeezed tight on my hipbone, the sharp pain bringing me back down from my momentary high, and I opened my eyes to see Lucas staring at me.

“Not yet,” he growled, and his eyes flashed. “I want to feel you come on my cock, omega.” It took my foggy brain a moment to realize just what he meant, and when I did, it sent me spiraling higher once again. I tried to hold on, as Lucas ordered his beta: “do it.”

“Yes, alpha,” he said, without a hint of sarcasm, and I was surprised by the way that his words had me clenching around his cock and Lucas’s.

Someone’s–Gray’s–fingers were in my hair, tugging my head to the side, and then Rian’s mouth was on my neck, licking over the place where the vanilla scent I carried was strongest, and my eyes rolled back in my head as I heard Gray whisper “Hard, baby,” and then Rian’s teeth were on my skin, clamping down, biting hard on my skin, my body going limp against his chest and in Luc’s arms, and then, just as fast, Rian’s mouth and teeth and lips were gone, replaced by–my body tensed again as I felt sharper, stronger teeth, a sensation so unlike Rian’s bite I gasped and cried out as they pierced through my skin, down into my flesh, deep into my soul. My back arched against Rian’s firm grip as fire blazed through my bones, and then–a torrent of pleasure, of desire, washed over me, and I was coming, my head thrown back and my body contracting around Luc’s cock, and Rian’s, and Gray’s, as I fucked deep into Rian, my knot twitching and pulsing and spilling hot into an even hotter place, so, so tight, and it was Gray I was feeling,hisorgasm as our bond sparkled and snapped into place, and Rian’s, as I felt him through the haze of lust and satisfaction and completion of Gray’s bond with him, and then a flash of white-hot pain as Gray’s teeth were ripped from my shoulder and a third bite sank even deeper into my muscles and tendons and I thrilled again at the ever-expanding pleasure of four bodies moving as one, feeling as one, gasping as I felt Luc’s release fill me, fill my mind as well as my body, his joy and satisfaction bursting from him along our sizzling connection, making my face spread into a smile even as I shuddered through a burning, wrenching orgasm, my weak limbs and heart and brain unused to so much pleasure, all at once.

As I came down, it was to Luc, licking over the bite, and Rian, stroking over my over-sensitive skin, returning me to my own exhausted, ravaged body, and Gray whispering in my ear,you did so well, baby, so, so, good, Madison, you were so beautiful, my love,and I shuddered out a long, shaky breath, and let Luc bundle me into his arms, lowering me gently down beside him on the bed, our position awkward, locked together as we were, but his purr of satisfaction, tickling over our bond and into the base of my skull, comforted me and I fell asleep, tangled in the arms of my new packmates.

* * *

“This is… so weird,”I said, stumbling into the kitchen, where Luc and Rian were sitting, each with their own cup of coffee in front of them. Kenyan. We’d been allowed back into the fancy grocery store, after all. I was wearing an old tee shirt of Rian’s–another one, I was amassing quite a collection–and a pair of Gray’s basketball shorts, and my hair was messy and tangled after last night, but I could feel the blast of warmth and fondness and desire over the bonds the four of us now shared. Was I, vaguely, horny? I didn’t think so. Luc? Maybe? I shook my head.

“You sort of… tune it out, eventually,” Rian said. “Don’t worry, it won’t be like this forever.” He grimaced. “Or maybe you just get used to it. Sorry, it’s been a long time.”

My brain was buzzing, my skin tingling with a wash of emotions and disconnected thoughts. If I focused, I could pick out Gray, Lucas, and, fainter, Rian, could trace their bonds through the empty space between us. It was… nice. Overwhelming, but nice.

If I thought hard enough, would they hear–feel, whatever–that I wanted a cup, too? Rian got up and poured me a cup from the fancy Italian coffee maker, but there was no way to tell if he had heard–felt, whatever–my request or if he just… knew me. Knew that I wanted coffee, that I liked sharing my mornings with him, and the alphas, wanted to do me the small favor of getting me my favorite mug and filling it with dark, hot, delicious coffee. He passed it over, and I smiled gratefully. He smiled back, the faint lines at the corner of his eyes crinkling into a pattern that was familiar now. His gaze drifted to my neck, and I brought my hand up to the pink, bruised skin there, tender and still slightly torn, although it was healing quickly, as mating bites did. I prodded it, feeling the tender mark. Luc’s bite, and Gray’s, and somewhere under that, pressed deep into my skin by the teeth of our lovers, Rian’s. I could feel it tingling–the three bites that merged four people into one pack.

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