Page 47 of Pack Apollo

She doesn't ask for things. Hell, I'm surprised and more than a little proud of her for demanding her car back. Which we, of course, still have. My little savage. She doesn't say goodbye to her mom or the alpha claiming to be her father. Neither of them speak as we walk her out. I'm curious to if our presence changes anything, but it doesn't matter. She's got us. I'm really glad she agreed to come home, because I really would've hated to add kidnapping to my growing list of accomplishments. I'll tell her that one day when she's not feeling like shit.

When we get out to the SUV, I order Cordell to sit up front where we'll have to roll the windows down some. Then looking to Brent, I tell him, "You should give her your hoodie. She can sit in the very back with me and Jake."

Every eye turns my way, including hers, but she isn't surprised like the others. She smiles sweetly at me. I lean down and press my lips against hers.

They all do as I ask, Cordell hopping up front and Brent relinquishing his hoodie. Jake gets in the backseat, and she's quick to follow.

"When did you become an omega expert?" Brent asks me with Roz looking on curiously.

"I haven't had anything to do for a few weeks," I reply, bitterness in my tone.

"That's fair," Brent says. Roz pats me on the shoulder on his way around the vehicle to the driver's seat.

I'm going to still be angry with him for a little longer, too. Even if Billie isn't. Jumping in the backseat, I scoot as close as I can, squishing her between me and Jake. She snuggles down into Brent's hoodie, laying her head on my shoulder and falling asleep before we've even hit the highway. Other than a few pitiful sounds in her sleep, she doesn't stir at all.

When we finally make it home, she's still sleeping so peacefully that I don't want to wake her, but we need to. Shaking her gently, I say her name, kissing her forehead. She slowly comes to, realizing where we are, and I'm pretty sure we all feel more than hear her sigh of relief.

I take her hand, walking her up the stairs inside. We come to my door, and she doesn't even question it, following me. Her body shifts toward the bed, but I pull her toward the extra door almost hidden in the corner of my room. I flip on the low lights as we walk in, and get the pleasure of seeing her eyes light up in astonishment. There's two king size, double padded mattresses stretched out wall to wall covered in warm colors and the softest materials I could find. Massive pillows are scattered all over. Best of all, I stole a whole bunch of crap from everyone in the house, so the space doesn't smell new. It smells like us.

"Who did this?" she asks, awe in her voice.

I run the back of my finger across her flushed cheek. "I did. While you were away. You're supposed to have your own nesting space in your pack's house."

Her eyes flood with tears as she goes up on her tiptoes and smashes our lips together.

Billie

I know at some point that I'd told Roz that he was going to be on first shift, but after showing me just how thoughtful he can be with his kindness, there was no way I was letting Palmer walk out of the room. I showed him over and over how much I appreciated both him and everything he’s done for me.

By the time that he's spent and snoozing at my side, my heat has really kicked in, and I wish I could get one of the alpha's up here to make me feel better.

No sooner do I think it than Roz appears at the door. I'm laid out on my back uncovered since the feel of the blankets against my skin are scratchy and making me feel irritable again. His eyes roam over my naked body, and I open my legs, giving him the perfect view of what he's been missing for weeks.

Slowly undoing his tie, he keeps it in his hand as he takes the rest of his clothes off. By the time that his cock springs free, I'm practically salivating and mewling for him. I rub a finger through my folds, rubbing the spot that's begging to be played with. My fingers bringing the slick literally dripping out of me up to cover my clit. His eyes track the movement and darken the closer he gets to me.

He drops to his knees between mine. Using his tie, he loosely wraps part of it around my wrist before holding out a hand for the other one. Taking it gently when I offer it, he kisses the inside of my wrist before wrapping it just like the other. Bringing them above my head, he drops his weight down on me, capturing my lips in a scorching kiss.

My hips arch up to him as I whimper into his mouth. I've been through many heats alone, and never have they felt like this. The need is almost too much to handle. There was a point to be made with the tie, but I think he loses track of what it is with my whimper.

Grabbing the back of one of my knees, he lifts my leg andslides into me easily. This time is no different than any other time I've been with him. Rough with him in control. My hips buck to meet him stride for stride as he fills me. The feel of his knot starting to swell turns me into a complete savage. Every arch of my hips is purposeful, making him slam into me even harder.

"Tell me you're going to stay with me," he says. "That you belong here with us."

"Yesss," I say, dragging out the last syllable.

He drops my leg and crashes down on top of me. His knot finds that perfect spot and my orgasm hits me harder than ever. That's when I feel his teeth find the skin inches from Cordell's mark. They sink in breaking skin, and I call out until I'm hoarse.

We spend what could be hours or days in every position imaginable until he's passed out almost in the same spot as Palmer, who got up and left sometime. Jake popped in with fruit and water at some point and didn't make it out until we'd ate the fruit off each other and he thoroughly fucked me in every position.

I try to get some sleep cuddled up with Jake, but I haven't been able to ever since Roz left. My body still aches for more. I'm getting exhausted, but it's just begging for more. Luckily, Brent and Cordell slip in at just the right time.

Seeing the both of them together, spurs some pretty wicked thoughts in my head. "Take me," I beg them both.

Brent knee walks over to me and lays back on the bed. Without giving him a choice, I come up on my hands and knees and take him in my mouth. He makes a sound of approval as I feel Cordell's tongue take a few swipes of my clit. I press back against his face, begging for more.

His chuckle is almost my undoing. "Look at you, you pretty little omega. Presenting for me as beautifully as always. We're going to do something different this time."

Lifting me at the hips, he forces me to let go of Brent with a pop. As soon as I'm hovering over his cock, I slide right down on top of it, making us both groan. I start to ride him, knowing i'm not going to last long. Then Cordell strokes down my back, setting it on fire. A hissing sound leaves my throat as I push back against him, in turn, taking more of Brent's cock. There's a warm wetness between my cheeks and Cordell starts working a finger and then two inside of my other hole. The sensation is enough to have me bucking on them.

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