Page 76 of The Mafia's Omega Queen

Haylee’s movements speed up, reaching for a second orgasm. My feet plant on the floor, pushing my hips up. She falls forward, wrapping her arms around my neck, and grinds down against my knot.

Her walls flutter and clench around me, Gavin shouting as she tightens around him, too. My balls quickly start to draw up, my impending release on the horizon.

My mouth waters as my teeth start to elongate. Gavin looks pained as he tosses his back, his mouth slack, showing off his canines. There’s no stopping mating her now. We’re both too far gone to pull back.

Pushing Haylee up and back into Gavin’s arms, I sit up and grip her legs, wrapping them around me. He and I both grab for her hips at the same time, bouncing her up and down our cocks. Gavin’s hips snap with every thrust as he helps me drop her harder and harder until, finally, she blissfully takes my knot.

The feel of my knot locked inside her hot channel is so unlike anything I’ve ever experienced before. It blows completely blows my mind and load at the same time.

Without second-guessing, I bite down where her shoulder and neck meet, Gavin mirroring the action on the other side. Her warm life force floods my mouth with a tanginess as the bond snaps in place. Her emotions wash over me as she comes with a keening scream. Before I even finish coming the first time, I’m shooting a second load of white-hot cum into her.

My seed starts to seep out from around my knot as contentment settles deep in my very being. Gavin has a look of wonder on his face as he gazes down at the sweaty omega stretched across my chest. It’s a look I haven’t seen since Jess died. One that I would have killed to see again. But I don’t have to. The purring omega in my arms did that all on her own.

A sharp intake of breath blows across my pecs as Gavin pulls out slowly so as not to harm her. She settles one more, her heat dying down to a low simmer as she succumbs to sleep, pulling her under.

It’s only a matter of time before her heat will be baring down on her again, so I follow her lead and close my eyes, wrapping my mate, my forever, in my arms as a light blanket covers us both.

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A garbled scream has me bolting upright, scrambling to protect Haylee’s vulnerable body. But she’s no longer in my arms. My heart beats out of my chest as I try to find her, but then I look inward and feel the pleasure radiating down the bond from her end.

Grunting comes from behind, and I look over my shoulder to find Hunter pounding into Haylee’s ass as Arden takes her pussy while she’s on her knees, Gavin’s cock disappearing down her throat.

I scrub my hands down my face, wondering just how long I’ve been out. Looking around, it seems it’s been a while. The stack of blankets that were near the door when we came in have all been meticulously laid out to perfection, with pieces of clothing belonging to me and the guys thrown in.

The lights are still low, and the basket has been torn into with empty plastic bottles of water in a pile next to it.

It’s hard to believe I slept through it all, but having the newly formed bond in my chest and our omega in my arms had me slipping into a deep sleep.

My cock goes stone hard in an instant as I take a deep breath, Haylee’s cupcake scent saturating the space, covering up the slight smell of cleaners that was present when we first walked in.

Not one to be left out of the fun, I get to my feet, slowly stroking my hand up and down my length, fisting my knot with my other hand as I amble over to where they’re at. I move around them to the open side, relishing in my princess’ moans and cries as the guys continue to batter her body, overloading her senses with nothing but sensual gratification.

“Look at you, princess, taking their cocks so well. Do you think you can be a good girl and handle another one?” A throaty moan leaves her lips as Gavin pulls his dick from her mouth to give her a chance to breathe before plunging back in. Her hand shoots out, wrapping her tiny fist around my cock and pumping along my length. I surge my hips, taking over when she falters as the pleasure becomes too much for her to keep up.

Hunter and Arden growl and groan, slamming into her between them with brutal thrusts. She gags when Gavin’s length hits the back of her throat, her hand tightening around me in retaliation for what he did.

“Mine,” Hunter growls, Gavin and I pulling away just in time as Haylee locks onto both of their of knots, and he and Arden strike, sinking their teeth into her shoulders beside our marks. Haylee cries out, their names nothing but garbled pleas as she, too, reaches her end.

Gavin and I both find our climaxes at the same time, blowing our loads on her round hips. It’s a damn waste of our seed, but there’s still at least six more days for us to fill her up.

I make a silent vow—to which I know the guys will agree—not to leave this nest until she’s carrying the next heir to empires.

Dim light filters through my closed eyelids, my whole body loose but oh so deliciously sore. For the second time in the history of my heats, I feel sated and almost…invigorated. That’s the one thing I now love about my heat, especially after having the guys for the last one. No longer do I feel empty and still wanting.

The four bonding bite marks on my body throb gloriously, a beautiful reminder that we are all now officially one.

A pack.

A real, true pack.

Finally peeling my eyes open, I’m met with the handsome sleeping face of my mate, my torturer. His blond mohawk is in disarray, partly plastered down the side of his face. Scruff lines his jaw, and my fingers twitch, wanting to scrub my digits through it.

A quiet groan slips through my lips as I sit up, turning into a grimace as I find sweat and other bodily fluids covering my body. The nest is empty, save the two of us, and the twinkle lights lighting up the small, round room. I never had the time to properly nest before this heat hit, but I do spy a few stray pieces of clothing, recognizing them as belonging to my mates.

My bladder screams for relief, so I tip-toe quietly to the bathroom near the main door, spying the shower as I relieve myself. Yep, definitely need to wash all this off before I rejoin the land of the living.

After finally getting clean, I step out to find Arden leaning against the counter, a towel in his hands and a stack of clothes sitting beside him. The soft light of the bathroom glints in his hazel eyes, his full lips in a pouty smirk as he gazes back at me with love. Gods, he’s so damn handsome. How the hell did I get so lucky? I mean, shit, it takes a special kind of person to deal with me on a daily basis, and now I have four of them.

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