Page 64 of Deadly Ties

“So good,” Kelly groans. “I can feel her trying to suck me in. Looking for my knot.”

“No,” I moan, rolling up to cover him in kisses. “It’s just you, Kelly. You fit perfectly inside me, like we were made for each other.”

“I know, Angel,” he gasps, his hips rolling into mine. “I never want this to end.”

“Then present for our alpha,” I tell him, that wanton creature under my skin clawing to the surface. “I want to see it on your face when he opens you wide.”

A wave of alpha growls rolls through the room at that, not least from Rory, who’s staring down at Kelly’s perfect ass. He drags his hands down the back of his trembling thighs, his eyes glinting silver at the view. “You’re creaming so hard it’s tricking down your legs, babe. Can I open you up, like our angel wants?”

“God, yes!” Kelly’s head snaps back, his hips jerking as Rory circles his hole with adoring fingers. The air is thick with our combined arousal, and I don’t blame Cam or Link for stroking their cocks as they draw closer. We all hold our breath as Rory pushes into his omega, Kelly’s hooded eyes lowering to mine as he feels every inch of the stretch.

“Is it good, babe? Is he taking care of you?”

“It’s perfect,” he moans, pushing back until Rory is as deep as he can go. “But I need to fuck you too, Angel. Going to give you everything he gives me.”

I love the sound of that, edging up on my elbows so I can watch and feel at the same time. And it’s exactly like Rory is pushing into me as he thrusts into Kelly, especially when his hands curl around my knees, spreading me even wider. I’m so wet, we glide together without any strain, my mouth watering at the sight of all that rolling, flexing muscle. I snatch kisses where I can, but they just make my thirst grow, and Arben presses a thumb against my bottom lip.

“You need something more, princeshë?”

“Yes,” I gasp, then suck hard on his thick thumb. He’s the only one still dressed, and as much as I love his hands, they’re a poor substitute for what’s pushing against the front of his pants. “Feed me your cock, Alpha.”

He pauses, those midnight eyes flashing, but then he cups the back of Cam’s neck and pulls him close. “He’s yours too, my love. So ready to serve you, he’s leaking all over his hands.” As if to demonstrate, Arben slides his fingers down Cam’s cock, before giving the swollen length a firm tug. More pre-cum gushes out, and he lifts a dripping hand to my lips. I suck it clean, while Cam leans against Arben and watches me with hooded eyes. “Does his taste please you, princeshë?”

“Yes,” I say again, because to pretend otherwise would be a lie. My wolf recognizes this man as her mate, and I’m not stubborn enough to deny either of us. Arben gives a satisfied growl at the acceptance in my eyes, his hand back on Cam’s cock as he feeds it into my waiting mouth. I’m so overwhelmed by the sight, by Kelly stretching me wide, and the grinding groans falling from Rory’s lips, my eyes roll back in my head.

But that just makes everything else so intense. The sense of fullness in my mouth and pussy. The taste of Arben’s skin and Cam’s pre-cum on my tongue. The groans and gasps as we climb towards release. And the salty caramel scent as omega heat meets alpha rut.

There’s no plan to tip us over the edge. I want to savor it all, for it to never end. But as my orgasm rips through me, my gland starts vibrating against Cam’s length, and he gushes down my throat with a roar. I gulp as fast as I can, Arben there to push the overflow back between my lips. But then Kelly gives a stuttering shout and floods me with cum. Rory starts working his knot inside, my omega so boneless he has to roll aside to avoid crushing me. Cam is there to catch him, cradling his head in his lap as Rory kisses his spine. I blink away tears as I rise up next to them, watching the vision of my omega quivering on an alpha knot. Kelly rolls his head, begging for a kiss, and I hum as he sucks Cam’s cum from my lips. “You’re so loved. So perfect,” I whisper as he rocks under Rory’s gentle thrusts. “We’re going to fill you up so good.”

“Yes,” he gasps, “but you, too. Please. I want to see. I want to feel everything you do.”

I look at Arben, because he will always be the first alpha I see in any room, but he tilts his head Link’s way. I blink, almost surprised to see the other alpha leaning against the wall. And as his dark eyes meet mine, our pack suddenly doesn’t seem nearly big enough. I know Rory is busy right now, and I just sucked Cam dry, but does Link have to be the only option?

“You don’t have to do it,” he tells me softly, clearly seeing the struggle in my eyes. “I will work for it, anyway I can. But it doesn’t have to be now.”

My heat doesn’t like that. It wants alphas falling over themselves to please me. “Get on the bed, Alpha.”

The hard note in my voice gets them all looking my way. The spike of alpha arousal is like electricity through my heated blood and I thrust back my shoulders, pointing to the middle of the nest. Link’s jaw throbs, and my wolf watches it like a lame rabbit. Yes, that’s what we want. But other than that twitching muscle, he doesn’t move, and I feel my wolf flash in my eyes. “What? You don’t like being ordered around by an omega?”

Arben chuckles down the bond, but doesn’t comment. He doesn’t need to. I can feel how much he wants this, how much he likes to see me control the room. “Well, too bad,” I tell Link, who still hasn’t moved. “Right now, I’m in charge of logistics. And you need to get fucked.”

That gets them all laughing, but I silence the room with a look. When Link realizes I’m not about to back down, he takes a hesitant step towards the bed. But it’s the glance at Arben that makes my hand jerk out and slap him hard on the ass. The crack is so good, I barely feel the pain. But Link looks like I’ve grown two heads. “What?” I lift my hand so they can all see my red palm. “Did you seriously look at Arben for direction right now? You think the big, bad alpha is going to save you from your omega?”

“No,” he says, but the answer is a clear hell yes. “I was just checking you really want this…”

I move so fast he backs right up to the edge of the bed, and I don’t stop until we’re touching. Heat immediately flares in his face to have me so close, but I know it’s the angle, my sweet scent, the press of soft breasts on his chest… Not because he really understands what I’m offering. “Why, Link? Because I’m aggressive? Because you’re wondering if I actually enjoy pushing you around, smacking your ass?”

He rubs a hand over his face, looking anywhere but at me. “You have every reason to beat me up…”

I would roll my eyes at him if I couldn’t feel his remorse through the bond. He thinks I’m going to be cruel, but that’s not my nature. And it’s not what we need if we’re going to be a strong pack. “I’m not going to beat you up, Link. Arben will do that, if it’s your kink, but I’m going to break you down another way.”

“How?” he asks, and none of us miss the needy note in his voice.

“I’m going to strip you of all your bullshit. Turn you inside out, so you can show us who you really are. And if we like what we see, I’m going to get Arben to bite you again.” His eyes flare wide at that, and I smirk. “My neck, you’ll earn. It might be in a week, or in a year. But we have to know each other first. No lies, no bullshit. Agreed?”

He’s already nodding, and the swell of approval from Arben is almost as strong as the joy and relief on the other guys’ faces. Crap. They really thought I was going to toss Link out of the pack. “Okay,” I tell them, “so my heat is coming on fast, and soon I’m only going to be thinking about what I want. So, I’ll set you up, but then Arben will take over.” I glance at my mate and he nods, those midnight eyes sparkling in a way that makes my thighs clench. Oh, boy. The clock really is ticking.

“Rory.” His head pops up, as eager as usual. “How’s your knot going?”

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