Page 73 of Crave

Murphy was shaking his head, but I didn’t think he meant no. More like he couldn’t believe what he was hearing. “Don’t you want the gifts and the ceremony and all that?”

“You deserve all that and more,” Merrick added.

I leaned forward, meeting both their eyes. It was hard with Alphas, typically a sign of aggression, but between Alphas and Omegas it was a sign that you trusted them with your safety. That you knew they’d care for you. That you loved them. “I want you all more than I want any ceremony. And I don’t want to waste any more time,” I purred.

As if the sound of my purr snapped them out of their trance, they all reacted. Murphy looked at Merrick. “The nest?”

The other Alpha nodded, and then he was there, kissing me. I pulled back with a gasp. “You made a nest and didn’t show us?”

He kissed down my throat, scraping his teeth across the muscles in a way that made me shiver with need. “It isn’t ready, but I wouldn’t want to make you mine anywhere else.” He danced me backwards until I was pressed up against the wall, then he leaned down, hoisting me over his shoulder. I let out a shout and smacked his tight ass, but he just emitted a low growl that made my dick harder as I hung on for the ride.

At the top of the stairs, he pushed open the double doors that led to the attic. With a flourish, he lowered me down onto a well-cushioned floor. I looked around and gasped.

Merrick grinned at my amazed expression. “We haven’t installed the sex swing yet, but it just needs to be sanded and painted, so we’ll get it done in the next week or so.”

I blinked at the insanity of my life. Sex swings and nests this week, yet the week before had been executions and fear. I was going to get whiplash from the craziness of it all.

Susannah was laid down beside me, and she looked around with wide, awed eyes. “It’s so beautiful.” And it was. The pitched roof created the perfect level of comfort, like a large burrow. An arched window and two skylights that showed the stars provided light—or they would in the daylight—but the place was also lit up with strings of soft fairy lights. Omegas loved fairy lights.

Fluffy pillows and cushions filled up most of the room, along with this big, round, soft pod thing. In the corner, there were other weird-shaped pieces of foam, and I got the feeling they were used for sex positions too.

It was amazing.

I looked between my two Manix Alphas. “I love it.”

Murphy grinned. “Jericho provided the lighting. Those little twinkle lights are fuelled by magic, sustained by sexual energy. We’ll have to come and make love in your nest at least once a week.”

I gave him a lopsided smirk. “Sounds like a hardship.” I looked past him to Tanner and Jericho, the former leaning against the doorframe, looking relaxed, while the latter looked kind of nervous. “Come into my nest, mates.”

Tanner grinned, stripping off his clothes as he teetered over the soft mattresses. This place was made for crawling sexily, not walking. I did enjoy watching his dick swing as he wobbled though.

“Has anyone ever told you that you sound like a pirate when you call us mates?” he teased, kissing my cheeks softly.

I snorted, hugging him to my body. “Says the Australian. Pot meet kettle.”

He kissed me, and I relished in the soft embrace. It was love, that was for sure. He climbed over me and kissed Susannah too. “I can’t bond with you both, not in the Manix sense, but just know that I fucking love the absolute shit out of you both, and I will love you until you’re old and gray. I can’t think of any Pack, anypeopleI’d love more than you. Now, I’ll let you get to the bitey part of tonight's entertainment. Always my favorite,” he laughed with a flash of fangs.

He started to crawl away, but Susannah gripped his forearm. “If you weren’t going to make love to me, then why did you get naked?” she asked.

He gave her a grin. “Obviously for the ambience.”

I couldn’t help the laugh that burst out of me. God, I loved him too. So damn much. I couldn’t hear what Merrick whispered in his ear, but then it didn’t really matter, because my Alpha was crawling towards me, his lips kissing the inside of my ankle, then up to my knee. He peeled me out of my clothes quickly, until I was naked and gasping.

“I swear I’ll love and cherish you forever, Omega. But first, I’m going to suck your cock.” He made good on his words a moment later, wrapping his fist around my cock and squeezing it with the perfect amount of pressure to make me buck in his fist. I pushed between his lips, and he sucked me down like a champion. I swear, Merrick had no gag reflex.

Soon enough, I was getting close, my fingers scraping along his skull as I jerked helplessly. “Rick, I’m so close.”

He pulled off my dick, and I whined, but not for long, because he was pushing back my thighs and lining himself up with my ass. “I love you,” he whispered in my ear, pushing inside me in one hard stroke, my slick giving him all the lubrication he needed to get past the tight ring of muscle. We both moaned, and he rested his forehead on mine. “So. Fucking. Much.”

He thrust in and out of me, his strokes powerful, until I was a mess. “Merrick,please.”

He grunted, and I could feel his knot swelling at my entrance. He kissed down my face, down my throat until his teeth grazed that sensitive curve of my neck. “Are you ready to be mine forever, Omega?”

“Yes, Alpha.”

That was all it took, and he locked inside me, knot swelling. He sucked the skin of my neck hard, then bit down, the scent of my blood filling the air, until the sting was replaced by pleasure. He lapped at the wound, that tentative connection, and when he pulled back, I turned my head and bit him on the pec. Our bond snapped into place like it was always meant to be there, and I came and came, my whispers incoherent odes of love.

Merrick collapsed on my chest, rolling us to the side. “Feels so right,” he grunted. “The way it was meant to be.”

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