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“What?”

“Get rid of those fucking men in our conference room,” he snarled. “Give our excuses, hustle them out, escort them from the premises by gunpoint, if that’s what you need to do.” Ash stepped closer, wrapping his hand around my throat. “I’d do it, but I don’t think I can stand the sight of another man in the same building as our omega without ripping his fucking head off.”

His grip tightened and that anticipated pain turned to liquid pleasure.

“Stevie’s ours and if you can’t do the job, then those blokes are just going to have to figure out shit for themselves,” Ash growled.

“Fuck…” Jax shook his head and then darted closer, smashing his mouth down on mine for a punishing kiss. The feel of all three of them on me at the same time? It had me losing my shit right then, transporting me in ways mere sex couldn’t. I felt filled with a white light, my soul filling up with radiance, the physical pleasure a counterpoint.

“I’m going to come…” I gasped out.

“Yes, you are,” Ash ordered. “All over my brother’s face.” His fingers slid down, dragging what remained of my skirt out of the way as he separated my folds, forcing my clit to pop out slightly from its hood. It felt too sensitive and just fucking perfect all at the same time, the lick of Ronan’s tongue making me shake at every pass. “Get her there,” Ash barked.

But I was already there. Golden pleasure cascaded down my spine, spreading, spreading and it was lucky Jax was kissing me again, because he swallowed down my screams of pleasure, muffling them even as they echoed off the bathroom walls.

“Fuck…” Ronan looked perfectly savage as he stood up, something that was reinforced as he jerked his belt open and then fished his cock out, slapping it in his hand. “Gonna knot you so fucking hard. Your cunt is gonna stretch to its limits taking me, but you will. By all the gods, you will.”

“I better deal with these guys,” Jax said, trying for calm, but we all saw the way his hand shook as he raked it through his hair. “I’ll be back in a sec.”

“But, I need—” I started to cry, moving restlessly against the sink. I was only now realising the taps were digging into me and Jax was leaving. A small, sane part of me realised why, to save me the embarrassment of having the guys who wanted to give us work listen to my orgasms, but that’s not the wolf thought. He was leaving. One of our mates was leaving.

Charlie told me after one session that people have unrealistic ideas about therapy. That they think it’s a magic eraser that will wipe away everything that ails you. But once we were done she let down her professional guard a little and shared something with me.

“Some part of me still believes my pack will leave me.” She smiled wryly down the video link. “I can’t get them to leave me the hell alone most days, but it’s still there, here.” She scratched at her breastbone. “Some things leave scars behind, and on a bad day or when the weather turns, they’ll ache a bit, like they did before. Emotional pain can be a bit like that sometimes. We feel the echoes of it long after it's well and truly gone, but we can’t mistake it for the real thing.”

But I couldn’t hear her advice right now. I jumped down from the sink, lunging for the door and that’s when Ash stepped in my way.

“No, Ash, I need—”

“You need us.” He said it so simply, but every word was saturated with emotion. Need, lust, yes, but that had never been a problem with us. We always wanted each other. But as he drew me closer, taking my hands in his and putting them on his chest, cradling me against his body, I saw it, the thing I’d been searching for. “You need all of us, all at the same time, filling you up in every way. Every way.”

He emphasised that last part so I knew that he knew I needed far more than knots. We’d fuck, but this wasn’t about sex. It was about us.

“Whatever you need, omega.” Ash smiled then, that boyish expression tugging at my heart as it helped to soothe me. “It’s always about whatever you need, even if I fucking mess up the details sometimes.”

“We love you with our whole fucking hearts,” Ronan said, dragging my attention back to him and he backed me up, so I was sandwiched between the two of them. His fingers clawed down one side of his shirt to reveal the old scars there. I didn’t let him cut them in any more, not when I was next to him every moment of every day to remind him of the bond between us. “That’ll never fucking stop and we would never let you ride out another heat needing something you can’t have.”

When he kissed me he tasted of me, salty and sweet, just like my tears as they began to roll down my cheeks.

He was gentle at first, slow and measured, making me feel how much he was holding back, but when Jax ran back into the bathroom, that stopped. Ronan got harder, more demanding and I gave as good as I got, until I was forced to pull away with bee stung lips and was then presented to my other mates.

“Jax.” I clawed at his shirt, dragging him closer, the part of myself that could be cool and distant utterly wiped away. “You went…”

“Fuck…” Jax moved in, kissing me hard and fast, licking away all traces of me and replacing it with him. “Omega, I—” I silenced him, unable to stop from kissing him, claiming him now he was back, but he pulled away, pressing his forehead to mine. “I just got those blokes out of the building for you. For you, omega.” He stared at me intently, willing me to understand. “I was never going far, not now, not ever.” Then he drew away, looking at the others intently. “Now, we need to get our omega home and make clear just how fucking important she is to us so she never doubts it again.”

Chapter69

Ollie came rushing up to meet us, tag wagging furiously at our sudden reappearance, but a quick sniff of the air and the way Jax carried me inside had him backing off and crashing out the back doggy door.

“Jax…” I writhed in his arms, the ache getting worse and worse, an answering one in my heart hurting me deeper.

“I’ve got you, omega,” he told me, laying me down on the bed they shared and as he stripped my clothes off me. His brows knotted when he couldn’t work my skirt down so he tore it free with his claws. But as he drew away to remove his own clothes, I clawed at the air until Ronan and Ash slid down on the bed beside me.

Skin to skin, Lois had said, worked best for us. Well, there was a special kind of magic in touching your mate. Our bodies were slick with sweat, sliding over each other, but that didn’t stop us. Ronan pressed me into the bed, his throbbing cock pressed into my thigh as he kissed me long and slow. But when he came up for air, Ash took over.

It wasn’t enough though. There was a fractious, harsh energy inside me, one that was hungry, hungry, hungry and not willing to be satisfied with just this and I let out a frantic little whine.

“Shh…” Ash smoothed his hand down my hair, holding my gaze as he moved me so I sprawled across his body. “We’ve got you, omega. We’ll always have you. Jax.”

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