Jax chuckles from behind Archer. “Do you believe me now, sweet beta?”

Before Archer can reply, Roman is there again, reaching up to scrub my hair, working a sudsy soap into my scalp as I slowly grind in Archer’s lap. Soap? Where did he get soap? Oh, Jax. Where’s Jax? Whimpering, Ireach for him while still clinging to Archer, but my hand only splashes in the water.

“Oh, hummingbird,” Roman whispers. Why does he sound sad? No, tired, he looks tired. So tired. “I’m worried about you,” he says, still working his fingers through my hair. “We can’t keep going like this.”

“More.” It’s all I can say, the heat haze nearly taking over again. “Jax. Bear. More.”

Soap gets in my eyes, stinging some sense into me for a moment. Roman guides my head back to rinse in the pool. The new angle has my beta’s cock hitting even deeper, making me keel with pleasure as I lift back up.

“You need to eat a little something, honey.” Bear. My teddy bear alpha.

Something hits my lips, and I open instinctively, wanting to be good for my alphas. But food isn’t what I crave. I grab the back of Bear’s neck and pull him into a kiss as I lift on my knees, then slam back down on my beta’s cock, working up a pace that has the water splashing out of the pool. Hmmm, feels so good.

Muffled voices sound behind me as I chase my release.

“How long do you think this will last? What can we do?”

I don’t know who said it, but I know the answer. “Bite!” I moan. “Bite.”

Then I’m engulfed by the haze yet again.

53

“Treasure hunter! You’re up!” Bear’s deep baritone startles me awake.

“Huh? I’m up. I’m up. Wait… I’m up for what?” I look around, still slightly disoriented until I feel small hands running up my thighs followed by a tongue on my balls.

“Woo-oh! Okay, little mate, hold on there.” But there’s no waiting for my insatiable omega. She immediately grips my cock and sinks down to my knot, making us both groan. What a way to wake up.

Even exhausted, I grin at my perfect little omega. Cora rolls her hips, mewling as she chases her next orgasm, using my body as her playground. Which, don’t get me wrong, I love, but shit my dick is sore. Didn’t even know that was possible.

“Nghh, fuck. Okay love, take what you need.” I tell her, though she isn’t truly listening. Yelling out behind me in hopes one of the men hears me, I admit, “I love fuckingour girl, but I’m runnin’ outta steam over here fellas. How many days has it been? Three? Four?”

The longest I’ve ever heard of heats lasting is four days.

“Five.” Archer answers.

“Five?!How are we still alive?” I shriek, unsettling my little mate for a moment and making her whimper. I grip her hips and grind her against me to get her back into the rhythm. “Shh, there you go, love. Use me.”

Roman comes around in my line of sight, kneels to kiss our omega soundly, then turns to me. “What did you just say?”

“Huh?”

“What did you just say after Archer told us how many days it’s been?” he asks.

“Jesus, I asked how we’re still even alive! We’ve been living on snake and cum for five fuckin’ days stra—oh fuck, omega. That’s right, come on my cock. Milk my knot with that tight little pussy.”

Cora’s insides spasm and clamp down around me. Fuck, I don’t care how wrecked I am, I’ll never get enough of her like this. I fill her with my cum, locking it all in with my knot. Fuck, that’s so hot, knowing she’s overflowing with my seed, not a drop spilling out, all of it shoved up in her.

Roman scrambles to his feet, drawing my attention. The man looks like he figured out the cure to cancer. “That’s how they died.”

Now it’s Bear’s turn to look confused. He’s washing in the pool nearby, his head tilted in question. “That’s how who died?”

“The bones!” Roman continues. “Cora hypothesized they were mid-orgy when they died. What if…what if they literally?—”

“Fucked to death?” I supply, able to concentrate a little more now that Cora is nuzzled into my chest, waiting for my knot to deflate.

Bear barks out a deep laugh, slapping the water, until he looks around and realizes we aren’t kidding. “Can that happen?”