Page 54 of A Pack of Honey
I'm instinct-driven right now. Looking between the three alphas, I let my omega decide. And just like with our first heat spike, she knows who she wants. I crook a finger to Jess, who instantly scrambles forward, a cocky grin on his face. His tattoos stand out against his skin in the low light.
"Sunshine, are you sure?" Jess asks because, despite his tough, confident exterior, the constant stream of people rejecting his own form of truth has taken its toll. From friends to omegathey've dated, he hasn't been accepted as he is until now. I plan to show him exactly how much he's loved.
"More than sure, big man," I promise, reaching up to pull him to me. He meets my body, pushing into my center.
We watch each other as he thrusts gently into me. Jess bends his head down and licks over my nipple, clutching my left breast in his hand. Before my next breath, he's clamped his teeth around it. His binding mark circles my areola. I gasp, but the sharp pain quickly melds into mind-numbing pleasure, and Jess flows into the bond. He fills every nerve in my body. His need to say exactly what he thinks is there, too, and I can sense how utterly impossible it is for him to hold anything in, especially his love for me.
I reach for his neck and bite him back at the same place I bit Cole. Having four alphas claiming marks on their necks where everyone can clearly see them fills me with needy territorialism. As the bond forms, I push the happy, loved, and protected feelings that I always have when Jess is his blunt, guileless self. His eyes widen as they hit. He cups my cheek and kisses me senseless while thrusting. The bond enhances everything as his incoming climax affects mine, along with Cole's lust at watching his packmate fuck me senseless. I gasp and allow the orgasm to pull me down. There are ways to dampen the bond, but I can't imagine ever needing to do so right now.
Jess kisses my cheek and leaves me. "Hunt, she wants you," he says. They can't read my mind, but they can sense emotions and impressions.
Hunt and Jess kiss as he comes for me, and I can feel Jess's deep love and affection for Hunt. It doesn't compete with the love and affection he has for me, it enhances it—making us a perfect fit.
Hunt kisses up my body, swirling his tongue over my thighs and clit before licking up my stomach and then over Jess'sbond bite. Tending it and soothing me. Sending a shiver of fresh arousal through the bond where Jess and I are connected. I reach down between us and run my hand over Hunt's hard length, guiding it to me. I'm already so close again by the time he thrusts into me. Playing with bond marks will do that. It's a kind of aphrodisiac.
"I can't wait to spend every day with you," he says. It's such a simple statement, but it has tears stinging the edges of my vision to know that I'll never have to be alone again.
He licks my other nipple, a question in his gaze, and I nod. I couldn't imagine anything more perfect than having them both on me that way. He bites down on the opposite breast from Jess. Once they heal, they'll be perfect silver half-moons around my peaked nipples.
Hunt is a calm breeze in the bond. Steady and soothing. Caring without overwhelming. Loving without jealousy or pride. He licks over my breast, tending his bite. His thumb moves over Jess's bond, lighting it between us so that they're both together with me, and deep love flows between all three of us. His climax in me is pure pleasure, and there's nothing dominating about it.
Just like with Cole I push back my love and appreciation for his constant care and companionship. But also how glad I am to never be lonely again. How much his cooking with me has kept the loneliness at bay these past weeks.
Last is Luca, and as Hunt moves off, Luca lowers himself between my legs and cages my head in with his biceps. He kisses my forehead, then my nose, and lastly, my mouth. His tongue sweeps in, claiming and sure. When we break apart, he leans his forehead against mine.
"I will never stop recognizing you as mine," he vows. I turn my head to the bicep, flexing to hold him above me, and brush my lips along the same spot I bit without breaking when we were together the first time. I bite, and there's nothing fake aboutit this time. My teeth sink into the skin and stop at the hard muscles.
As I do, he growls and thrusts into me. The heat in my core is already built from so many bonds, and it only takes a few thrusts before I come over the edge, throwing my head back. Luca snaps forward, burying his teeth in the side of my throat, opposite from Cole's bite. I cry out as he floods into the pack bond. All quiet passion and underlying devotion. He's my steady rock. Someone I'll always be able to rely on.
I push back the love I have for him. My own omega recognizing him as ours. My calm certainty in us and everything we’ve built together.
Each of the bonds flood together and then out to each of us. The bonds could be opened or closed at will, but from the impressions rolling off of all of them, none of us will be closing them off anytime soon.
Luca
Craigsidlesuptothe fence ringing the property, and if I didn't already know that we have him dead to rights, I'd be tempted to beat that smug look right off his face. He thinks he's here to sign for rights to the property so that he can sell it for a profit. He isn't. The moment he steps out of the car, federal officers descend upon him.
Our lawyers found a hell of a lot more than just privacy violations when his finances got subpoenaed. There was fraud, embezzlement, and a whole host of other financial crimes that will send him, his parents, his siblings, and anyone else in his immediate orbit to jail for a very long time. He has a lot more to worry about now than Sunny and her farm.
She watches at my side. Her scent is fresh tea leaves. Relief. I squeeze her close, and she rests her head on my chest. Her part of the bond shines with contentment. Cole's part of the bond is hard satisfaction. Hunt and Jess's bond is closed off. We've been testing that lately. We can't completely disconnect from each other, but we can dampen it so that the others in the packcan't quite make out what's going on. Sunny never minds. She respects our privacy, but we rarely do it, only for certain things we want to keep secret. Like the surprise Jess and Hunt are working on while we take care of the Craig business.
Once everyone's cleared away, I offer to drive Sunny to brunch with the girls. It's supposed to be at the Evergreen Café. Cole climbs into the car with us, saying that he'll go with me after we drop off Sunny to check on the construction site. But we immediately detour away from the Café.
"Hey, guys? You're going the wrong way," Sunny informs me.
"You sure?" I ask. I can't even keep the grin off my face. Cole smirks. She glares at both of us. We pull down a narrow dirt lane in the woods that opens up to clearing with a colonial style house at the center. It's the Evergreen packs house. All of Sunny's friends are in the front yard. There's a banner hooked across the front of the house.
"Oh my god!" Sunny says from the back seat next to Cole. She looks at him and then at me, a wide grin on her face.
I smile, take her hand, and kiss the back of it. "Happy birthday, Pretty Girl."
Epilogue: Sunny
"Dowereallywantto read horror?" Winnie asks, her eyes wide.
"At least give it a shot. I seem to recall finding out all about how parking affects everything when you picked out that nonfiction book," Rose points out with an eye roll, evident that she didnotappreciate learning about pavement.
"Paved Paradisewas a really interesting look into how parking shapes our everyday lives. And parking doesn't give you nightmares for a month.The Omega Possessionis definitely going to hinder my sleep," Winnie whines.
