Page 74 of Pumpkin Patch Pack
“I’ve wanted this for weeks,” I tell him, reaching for his hand and guiding it between my thighs, under my panties where I’m soaked and swollen with need. “Wanted you, all of you with me for my heat—to claim me, to bond me… Tonight just… accelerated the timeline.”
His breath catches as his fingers make contact with my slick-soaked skin. “Fuck, Emma.”
The door opens, and Liam and Theo enter. Seeing them sends another pulse of need through me, but it’s not just biological. It’s emotional, too—a recognition of my chosen mates.
My fated mates.
“The visitors and staff are gone,” Liam says, his voice rough. His nostrils flaring as he catches my scent, his smoky bourbon aroma sharpens with desire, filling the room and making me purr with satisfaction.
“How is she?” Theo asks, his voice gentle as he approaches the bed.
“Burning up,” Rowan answers, his eyes never leaving my face. “But she says she’s lucid.”
“I am,” I insist, peeling up my shirt, reaching for Theo’s hand as well, guiding it to my breast where my nipple pebbles instantly against his palm. “I know what I’m saying. I know what I want—what I need—right now.”
Liam moves closer, his eyes nearly black with desire, his massive frame vibrating with barely leashed control. “And what do you want, Emma?”
Another wave of heat sickness washes through me, drawing a gasp from my lips as my back arches off the bed. But I fight through it, determined to make them understand that this is my choice, not just the heat talking.
“I want to be claimed,” I say. “By all of you. I want to be your mate. Your omega. Completely.”
The three of them exchange glances.
“We should wait,” Rowan says, though his voice betrays his desire. His cock strains against his pants, the outline clearly visible and making my mouth water with the need to taste him.
“No,” I say, “I will only get sicker if you don’t help me through this.” Sitting up despite the dizziness that threatens to overwhelm me. “I’m choosing this. Right now. With a clear mind and open eyes. I want to be claimed during my heat, and this is it.”
Theo gently catches my wrist. “Emma, are you sure? Once we claim you, there’s no going back.”
I look up at his warm brown eyes, Liam’s blue ones, and Rowan’s amber gaze. My mates. My pack. My home. “I’ve never been more sure of anything in my life.”
The energy shifts between us; their decision is made. Rowan’s expression changes, his alpha nature rising to the surface as he leans forward to cup my face in his hands.
“If at any point you want to stop, you tell us,” he says, his voice a low rumble that vibrates through me and instantly makes my inner omega submit. “Promise me, Emma.”
“I promise,” I whisper, leaning into his touch.
His lips find mine in a kiss that starts gently but quickly ignites into something fierce. I moan against his mouth as his tonguesweeps inside, claiming me with a thoroughness that makes my toes curl.
A sudden spike in my heat tears a cry from my throat. My skin is too tight, too hot, and I need—oh god, I need to be naked. Now.
“Too many clothes,” I gasp. Rowan’s hands move to my costume, tearing at the fabric in his haste to reach bare skin. I tug desperately at Rowan’s shirt, buttons flying as I rip it open. “Need to feel you. All of you. Please, Alpha, please.”
The word “Alpha” seems to break something loose in Rowan and Liam. A growl rumbles from Rowan’s chest as he tears the rest of my costume from my body; he moves his face between my trembling thighs and shreds my soaked panties with his teeth.
They undress with an urgency that matches my own desperate need. Rowan is the first to be naked; broad-shouldered and powerful, his chest is dusted with dark hair that narrows to a trail leading to his impressive cock, already hard and glistening with a pearly bead of pre-cum. My mouth waters at the sight of him.
I hear Theo say, “Ahem,” and I dart my eyes to where he stands tall and proud at the foot of the bed. My eyes trail down his body to his thick beta cock standing at full attention and pulsing with need.
And Liam, next to him, is all contained strength, his alpha cock heavy between his thighs, the base already beginning to swell with the promise of a knot.
“Look at our beautiful omega,” Theo murmurs, his hand tracing patterns on my heated skin that leave fire trails in their wake. “So perfect. Look at the lust in those beautiful eyes.”
“So wet,” Liam adds, his large hand sliding between my thighs where I’m dripping with need. “So ready to be filled.”
I reach for them, desperate to touch, taste, and feel them against me. “Please,” I whimper, the heat making coherent thought almost impossible. “Need a knot.”
Rowan moves first, positioning himself between my spread thighs. His cock slides up and down my slick folds, teasing, preparing me. The head catches on my entrance, and I buck my hips, trying to force him inside.
