Page 65 of The Omega Lesson

I’d melt into a puddle if the power rush didn’t sweep me up right then. Alpha juice is no joke, but combined with a pair of bonding bites, it’s like riding a hurricane.

Look at our beautiful boy fly!” Noah whispers, and I’m so far up in the stratosphere, it takes me a moment to realise he means me. But then my mates are stroking and kissing every messy, shaking inch of me, the scent of satisfied alpha soaking into my pores. “We love you, Bratty Boy. Now and forever.”

The only thing that could possibly bring me back to earth is the sound of a third alpha purr. I don’t know how long I’ve been out, but when I force my bruised eyelids open, I find Lexi blinking at Jack. He’s crouched beside us, his eyes darker than usual. “You okay, sweetheart?”

There’s a moment – microscopic – where I think Jack’s omega is pissed at me. That he’s jealous about sharing his newly claimed mate and wants to boot me out of his nest. But then Lexi gives a low groan and the blanket under us is suddenly wet with her slick.

“They’ve switched,” Ben hisses, leaning so far forward he looks like he’s going to fall through the TV screen. “Jack wants to claim her as his mate.”

“Not just her.” Jack purrs as his dark eyes meet mine, raw alpha energy coming off him in waves. “But for now, can you hold our omega for us?”

Because there are two hungry alphas suddenly fixed on Lexi. As their pheromones hit her, she crawls back into my arms, her heart thrashing under my hand like a trapped bird. A low, tense moan slides out of her, but her perfume is flooding the room and slick is pouring down her thighs. Her body clearly wants it, but her brain is still caught in apex mode.

“Babe,” I murmur in her ear. “How about we give them something really tasty to chew on?”

The tension melts from her body as she slowly flips onto her belly. The look she gives me through her lashes makes me gulp, and then she scoots back a little, dropping kisses over my abs and down each thigh. I bury my hands in her hair, my skin tingling under her mouth. “That’s so sweet, baby girl…”

But my praise is choked off as she sucks me down to the root. Not exactly what I was expecting her to chew on, but my dick rallies back to full mast, my hips jerking as I hit the back of her throat. Of course, blowing my mind like she is puts her in the perfect omega pose. Head down, arse in the air, their giant diamond ring winking on her finger as she tugs my shaft and rolls my balls. And the Lyall boys look like they just died and woke up in heaven.

“Bites, not knots,” Ben says from his perch, reminding us he’s technically in the room. “They’re both worn out. Bond away, but take it easy.”

My pride – and Lexi’s omega – would probably take offence at that, but we’re both shaking with fatigue. Biting – and getting bitten – is exhausting work. Not to mention what switching in the middle of an orgy must take out of you.

So instead of pounding into her like they probably want to, the brothers curl on either side of me like lazy cats. Noah licks his bonding bite, while Jack peppers my chest with kisses. It’s the closest I’ve got to him outside a puppy pile since Lexi’s heat, and little zings of pleasure shoot through me every time he sucks on a new patch of skin.

But nothing compares to the velvet clutch of Lexi’s throat.

I come, weaker than before, my poor dick only half rising to the challenge.

But Lexi drinks it all down like it’s liquid gold and then rolls in my arms, licking her bond mark on my neck. I groan, riding that pleasure-pain edge, but then the Lyall boys are focused on Lexi, and I get to watch them in a besotted haze.

She’s still nestled against my chest, so I can see and smell everything they do.And fuck, sorry you’re stuck on a boat in the middle of the ocean, bro, but this is the best seat in the house.

They start with her ribs, playing each ridge of bone like a piano key. It’s a long slow duet that on any other day would probably put me to sleep. But I can feel every twitch and pant they pull out of her. And when they finally move to her breasts, they knead and suck until she’s bucking against me and pulling at their hair. Jack takes tiny sucking bites, while Noah rolls her nipples until they’re stiff, red peaks. But Lexi’s an omega now, and they don’t like to be teased when it comes to bites. “Do it!” she hisses, her fingers digging into my parted thighs hard enough to sting. “Bond me, you bastards!”

The brothers exchange a look, and there’s more than a flash of wolf in their matching grins. They really should be knot-deep in her, high on her slick as they rail her into the nest. But holding back is keeping them from falling into a rut. It’s also giving them too much time to think with their big heads.

“If they don’t have the teeth for it,” I murmur into Lexi’s neck, “we can always just go back to your place and cuddle.”

I run a hand down her belly and sink into her core. One lick of my sopping fingers, and the brothers’ grins have turned into growls.

Their teeth flash again, and then Jack is biting down. Lexi cries out, arching her back, and I look at Noah in surprise. I never thought he’d be the one to bobble at the starting gate. But instead of frowning, the look he gives me is pure, soft joy. And it clicks. He’s just as happy watching his brother bond our girl as he is at the thought of claiming her next.

Does the same apply to me?

My toes curl, watching the long sleek line of Jack’s back as he soothes her with a lick. “Welcome to the pack, Lexi Novak. We’re honoured to have you.”

But I put those thoughts aside as Noah runs a hand down her cheek, that same soft look now turned Lexi’s way. Her face is smeared with bliss, and I know she’s up there in the clouds, a star back in the sky where she belongs.

“Want me to bite you now, mate?” He whispers in her ear, not a hint of teasing in his voice. “It’ll hurt less if you’re riding Jack’s high.”

But she grips his face, her eyes fierce as she gazes at him. “I love you, Noah, and I want everything you have to give me. Don’t hold back.”

“Then we are yours and you are ours.”

And cue the waterworks…

But as he bites down, their pleasure tearing through me, the last thing I hear before I pass out is Jack’s alpha growl, directed at the TV screen. “Hurry home, love. You’ve got a lot of catching up to do.”

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