Page 107 of Ruin Me Knot
Leah
Idon’t know where that nest is, and in this whiplash moment hurtling through the bruised city night, I realized I never needed a space at all. The only nest I crave is wherever my Alphas are. They are the low, thunderous drum of safety in my chest, the only place that is home.
Theyare my nest.
My nest isn’t a place. It’s the convergence of their bodies, their hands, their scents, their voices murmuring my name. I could die from sheer wanting, the relief and the burn braided tightly together. I’m so wrung outI can’t tell if I’m shivering, crying, laughing, or all three at once. But I am whole. Bruised and fraying at the edges, but whole.
And held.
I’m cherished. Wanted. Andloved.
All I need isthem.
I breathe them in, letting the sense of belonging sink into my skin. I bury my face in Gabriel’s throat, where the sweat and citrus of his skin mingle with sweet-cold vetiver. Jax is pressed behind me, arms an iron band, his warmth heavy and sugared with the faintest bitter edge. Ronan’s exhale brings pine and smoke, sharp and clean, the bite of winter wind so crisp it scours you clean. They fill the air, and my lungs, and smooth the hollowed-out places that were carved with Hardwick’s knives and Hugo’s fists.
Jax’s palm slides up beneath Ronan’s shirt, slipping against the skin of my thigh, careful and slow. Each brush sets off a wave of goosebumps, and the fine hairs at the back of my neck lift in response. A gritty, restless ache builds inside me exhausted from crying and fighting but stoked bright and fierce by the pressure of his hand and the presence of my mates blooming around me. My nipples prickle as the world shrinks to the pulse between my legs, the sharp draw of breath, the way my thighs part.
The fatigue in my bones is still there, but layered under it is a deeper, instinctive drive as my Omega rises, seeks, claims. My chest flushes hot, skin tingling, mouth gone dry with anticipation as I arch into Gabriel’s palm. He grins, a rakish tilt to his mouth, and thumbs a lazy circle along the curve of my hipbone, deliberately skating just above where I want him most. Jax’s other hand settles over my ribs, the heat of his skin burning straight through, and he noses at my hair, breath shaking, scent thickening as his own arousal spikes.
Ronan’s growl vibrates through the dark space of the car. It’s a warning, a question, something possessive in the way his presence rolls over me. "What the fuck are you two doing to our Omega?"
Gabriel’s eyes flick up to Ronan’s in the rearview. "Loving her, brother. We’re loving her like she wants. Like she needs."
"Yes." I tip back my head as Jax kisses my jugular, eyes fluttering closed. "I want to love you. I want to love all of you. Please."
Gabriel’s mouth finds mine as his hand cups my breast, squeezing, rolling my nipple between his fingers. Gentle, then greedy, feasting on the little sounds he draws from my throat. I arch for him, chest aching for every stroke, every twist, every hungry sweep of his tongue.
"Gods, Omega." Jax groans as he slips his hand between my thighs, his thumb parting my folds and finding my clit. He strokes around it, slow at first, then firmer, his rhythm matching the wet heat of his tongue as he licks a line along my neck, breathing me in like I’m the only air that matters. "You smell so fucking good, Sunshine."
Gabriel’s laughter breaks against my lips. "Can you feel how you melt for us, Omega? You’ve been through so much," he whispers. "Let us make you come apart."
I barely register the thrum of the city, only the storm inside the car. Heat rolls off Gabriel and Jax, their scents thick and tangled. They map every inch of my skin, setting every nerve ablaze. Gabriel pinches and roll my nipples until my back arches while he deepens our kiss, his groan a right, hungry sound.
Jax circles my clit, stroking me with just enough pressure to make my hips jerk. "So sweet," he murmurs, voice dark and ragged as he noses the hinge of my jaw and then licks the shell of my ear. "Gods, Leah, you’re shaking. Let go for us, Sunshine. Give us everything."
"Please—" The word slips from me, half sob, half plea. My hips rock against his hand, chasing every delicious flick of his thumb, wanting to disappear into the urgency they’re building under my skin. Gabriel massages my breast at the same time Jax eases two fingers inside me, stretching me wide, hooking just right. A surge of want echoes through me from where the heel of his hand grinds against my clit.
I spasm, slick gushing around Jax’s fingers. I’m tipping, hurtling over the edge as every muscle in my body clenches. Jax purrs in my ear. "Good girl… so perfect for us…love you so much, Omega."
My body bows between them, nerves shot through with electricity, every muscle trembling. The orgasm hits hard. My hips jerk as pleasure crashes over me. Everything in the car disappears, time and space peeling back until there is nothing but my Alphas surrounding me in safety and love.
Jax draws out every shiver, each movement deliberate, while Gabriel cups my breast, his thumb teasing slow circles around my nipple. Ronan pulls us into the shadows of Pinnacle’s underground parking, tires screeching as he hits the brakes, the world reeling to a halt. The car door yanks open, Ronan pulling me free and trapping me between the SUV and his body. I cling to him like a lifeline, pressing my face to his throat, grinding my aching, swollen core along the thick ridge in his pants.
Darkness seeps through the fabric caused by my slick. I whimper, lost to my arousal. My Omega and I are a single animal made from arousal, desire and hunger. My hips move on their own, frantic for more.
"Fuck, Kitten," Ronan groans, gripping my ass and hauling me tighter. "You’re soaked."
A garbled noise breaks from my lips as a higher yearning breaks open. I want more than their bodies. More than their love. I want their souls to be mine and mine to be theirs. "Bond with me. Please, I need you. All of you. I want everything. I want you in me, with me, forever. Please, please…bond me. Take me. Make me yours, make mehome."
"Are you sure, Omega?” Ronan asks. “You’ve been through enough. Do you want more time—"
"No. No more time." I grab his cheeks and kiss him to stop him talking. When I’m through with the kiss, his lips are swollen and his eyes only half open, his breath ragged as his chest expands and contracts. "Bond me. No more doubts."
Gabriel is at my right, his gaze bright and hungry. He strokes his thumb along my jaw line, his touch so light and reverent. "You want me, Omega? You can have all of me. Every single little part of me is yours."
Jax brushes his lips against my shoulder, his breath ghosting over my skin as he looks up at me. "You’re ours, Sunshine. We’ll bond you, love you. Forever."
Ronan’s breath shivers as he rests his forehead against mine. His eyes burn with longing. Heat. Desire. Possession. "Do you mean it? Really mean it? There’s no return from bonding, Leah. You’ll be ours forever."
