Page 63 of Deadly Ties

“New mates,” he tells me, biting his lip to hide what I suspect is a shit-eating grin. “According to your dad, we’re a fated pack. That means you and me are gonna be a mess until we lock down all our bonds. Fucking and fighting…” His grin finally pops out, but he swallows it again at my glare. “Well, less of the fighting now I worked out bites and blowjobs can kill off my heat.”

Cam makes a choking sound from the doorway that sounds suspiciously like a laugh, and I turn my glare on him. “You think this is funny? Because I’m not above punching an injured man.”

Link smirks at him, but I don’t know why he feels so smug. “And as for you, I still haven’t heard a real apology. Saving my butt means we can be in the same room, but it doesn’t mean I want your knot in my…”

“Whoa!” Rory waves his arms like a drunk referee. “How about we all just sit down and talk about this?” He waves the guys towards the nest, while I resume my pacing. When they’re all perched on the edge of the bed, he says, “Just lay it on us, little wolf. What are the rules of your heat? I mean, assuming you don’t just want to snatch up your sexy assassin and take off for your cabin…”

“Rory!” Kelly screeches, almost knocking him off the bed. “Don’t put that idea in her head!”

“No,” I snap. “Kelly needs to be there. And you’re on the hook as well, since…” I wave a hand at my neck, then throw up my hands. “Everyone should be there, I suppose, but I just don’t want this to get weird.”

“Then we need some rules,” Rory says soothingly. “Are you okay with sword-crossing? Back door entries? Teeth, but no fangs?”

I give him a helpless look, but Kelly leaps off the bed. “We need our cock conductor in here!”

Link looks horrified, especially when Arben walks into the room, his dark eyes snapping to mine. He’s changed out of the robe into black pants and a white button-down and looks beautiful and imposing. But I doubt the guys can forget his transformation in the Tower, and the divine, deadly creature lurking under his skin. Not that Kelly cares. He runs at Arben like he’s exactly what the doctor ordered. Which, from the way my pussy clenches at the sight of them together, is probably a fair diagnosis. “Our angel’s going into heat. Rory wants rules, but I figure you’ve got that covered.”

The light that flares in Arben’s eyes is so erotic, I have to lock my knees so I don’t melt onto the floor. “Princeshë, you need your pack?”

I give him a wordless nod, since now they’re all in the room with me, my wolf is sitting up and panting like a thirsty bitch.

“Good,” he purrs, his hand going to the back of Kelly’s neck as he studies the other alphas. “Then the only rule you need to remember is we are here to serve our omegas. If they want your knot, give it to them. If they just want to lick each other until we’re all in a mindless rut, then suffer in silence. They choose who bites and where. Just like every other part of our bodies. If you can’t deal with that, then leave. This heat is for our fated pack. And we will start as we plan to go on.”

I gulp, waiting for Cam to say it’s too much, or for Link to start arguing about the rules, but instead, they all just look at me. “Anything they want,” Rory says, his voice thick with an adoration I can feel through the bond. “We know how fucking lucky we are to be here.”

I blow out a breath, feeling overwhelmed, but open my arms to him. Rory swoops me up so fast I feel my head spin. “Can we start with a shower?” I ask as he pulls me in tight. “I still feel gross from last night.”

It seems to be the right thing to say, because everyone heads into the bathroom, and there’s a comical moment as we decide who is going in the shower and who gets the tub. No one wants to go to another suite, so we start a kind of procession line, Cam and Link holding the shampoo and body wash while Rory scrubs everyone down. But when he gets to me, Rory’s hands feel so damn good, I have to cling to Kelly so I don’t leap on him and screw up the process. Which just gets me sucking my omega’s perfect pink lips, his slick cock grinding into my thigh until Rory is groaning and groping us both. Arben finally declares we’re as clean as we’re going to get, and I take my wet, throbbing body over to my mate. He’s rolled up his sleeves so I can see my bite mark on his wrist, and every nerve in my body quivers as he traces a drop of water across my collarbone. “Are you ready, Omega?”

“Yes, Alpha.”

He gives me a soft smile, nothing like the dominant man who held back his love for so long. “Then into your nest. Let’s show your mates what it means to serve our omegas.”

I shudder, but grab Kelly’s hand and pull him into the other room. We scramble onto the bed, our skin hot and damp, and he looks at me with his wolf in his eyes. “Are you okay?” I ask, suddenly realizing what this might mean for him. “Are you going into heat, too?”

“Not like you think.” When he presses my hand to his chest, I gasp at the heat coming off him, but he just smiles. “I can feel you in the bond, and all the guys, too. Maybe I’m just high off the pheromones, but I definitely don’t want to fight anyone.”

Relief courses through me and I lean forward and kiss him, drenching myself in his taste and scent. Kelly has been addictive since the first moment our mouths met, but right now I need him more than my next breath. He must feel the same, because he moans against my lips, his hands holding my face so he can delve deeper. I lose myself in the sensation, chasing his tongue and sucking it clean, then licking back inside his mouth for more. We’re kneeling in the middle of the bed, our bodies so close I can feel the thud of his heart, but this kiss is too perfect to break.

Until I hear a sigh from the bathroom door and lift my gaze to our waiting alphas.

Elvana

They’re clustered around the threshold, a vision of damp skin and clenched muscles as they watch us with silver eyes. And I remember what Arben said about suffering in silence if they go into a rut. But that’s not what I want from them. I want their moans and their gasps, and every other sound I can wring from their bodies. Which sends my gaze lower, taking in their heaving chests and strong arms, the long, thick erections that press against the front of their towels. The needy bitch in me makes a frustrated sound, and Arben clicks his fingers. The towels drop, but he’s the only one who approaches the bed.

“Omega,” he says, reaching out to cup Kelly’s face. “Do you still want my bite?”

“Yes.” I can feel the shudder that wracks Kelly’s body, his eyes wild as he looks at our alphas. “I want you all.”

“Good. But we will work up to that.” His smirk is enough to have us both clutching each other. My pussy throbs, both in anticipation of his stretch, and at the thought of seeing him buried in Kelly. But Arben just turns to Rory, waving him forward. “You will ride our prince, while he pleasures our princess. Make sure you tend both their marks.”

Rory looks like he’s won the jackpot, his grin so wide it burns away the last of my nerves. He’s so giving of his body, so ready to throw himself between us, I can’t help but giggle. Which earns me a chorus of growling purrs, the other brothers drifting closer as Kelly snatches another kiss. “You’re magic, Angel,” he tells me, his lips roaming across my flushed cheeks. “Thank you for letting me into your nest.”

“You’re in my heart, Sunshine. Where else would I want you to be?” I pull him over me as I lie back against the soft bedding. It doesn’t smell like us yet, but it will soon, and that makes my thighs fall open, my perfume filling the air. My blood pounds in my ears as Kelly’s face sharpens, the animal inside him scenting my need. “Will you fill me up, Omega?”

He groans, but his hands are firm on my hips, his cock dripping his slick onto my belly. It’s in these moments that Kelly looks every inch the alpha, and it sends a thrill through my aching body. I love his smiles and sunshine, but I admire his strength, too. The best of both worlds, which he proves by bending down and burying his face between my thighs. Right as I feel the sweep of his tongue, Rory drops at my side to kiss my throat. He mimics the long, deep licks Kelly is taking of my clit, his mouth lapping at the double bite on my neck. I watch the color rise in Arben’s face, and knowing he can feel Rory through his bite makes me throb that much harder. And then I’m coming all over Kelly’s face, his purr vibrating against my core as he drinks down my slick.

Rory smacks a kiss on my lips, then rolls away, his hand stroking down Kelly’s back. Our omega shivers at the touch, but he’s already working his cock between my thighs. I open wider, gasping at the sight of Rory rising behind him. He waits until Kelly is all the way in, my sheath already fluttering around his thick length, and then he curls over Kelly’s back. Rory stares deep into my eyes as he whispers in his ear, “Your cock buried in our angel is the hottest thing I’ve ever seen. Does she feel as good as she looks, Omega?”

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