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“Mine,” Hayes snarls, beating up my needy pussy with each vicious thrust of his hips. It’s everything I wanted and more.
Wilder’s hand cupping my face draws my focus to him. “We’ve got you, baby.”
I lift up, craning for his lips. Hayes is moving so fast, I can barely breathe without making noises, but Wilder greedily claims my moan. It’s everything. My pack easing this pain. Giving me what I need. Selflessly. Reverently.
“My omega,” Hayes growls, the pace frantic and rough, as if he’s worried he’ll lose me.
I move my hips to meet his, forcing him deeper, to hit a little harder, but it’s not enough. “KNOT ME NOW!” I snarl.
Hayes’s responding purr is deep and pleased, a rich reverberation in his chest. Hayes drives into me a little rougher, breaths heavier. My body bounces each time our hips meet.
Wilder reaches over Sawyer and Liam, who are teasing andsucking my nipples, and swirls two fingers over my clit, making me buck into the caress.
Hayes’s eyes darken as my walls ripple around him, and even though I didn’t think it was possible, he pounds into me rougher and harder than before. He buries himself deep with a rumbling purr as the base of his cock starts to swell, stretching me beyond what feels possible, but my body molds around the knot, as if it was always meant to be this way. “Mine,” he says, his voice a rich baritone, chased by the rumbling of his purr. He rocks into me as we lock together, panting, desperately trying to find more depth.
His length throbs inside me, and I whine, rocking on the knot, determined to make him come. To have my alpha fill me. I flex my walls, and a moan rips out of him. Hayes whines and twitches as he comes, cum spraying over every inch of my insides. That warm liquid coating my walls makes me feel as if I’ve ascended to heaven.
Finally.
I collapse onto the bed, and Wilder leans down, kissing me gently, those fingers still moving in tight circles over my nerves. Liam bites down on my breasts. The pain wars with pleasure, the sensations colliding inside of me until there’s nothing left. My vision dims. Toes curling. Walls clenching, flexing around Hayes’s knot. Sawyer sucks on my nipple right as Wilder pinches my clit. And. I. Shatter.
A million pleasure-filled pieces exploding through the air. Moans claw up my throat, ripping out of me in near screams as I climax with each one of my pack carrying me through it. Caring for me. Their omega in heat.
Simply pure perfection.
Chapter Thirty-Two
HAYES
The haze of the rut fades as soon as my knot deflates. I have a moment of fear that I might’ve hurt Liv, but she’s pleasantly snoring, resting on top of my chest with my length still inside of her, when my mind clears.
I glance to the side where Wilder sits. He grins at me. “Welcome back.”
“Was I?—”
“You were fine. She loved every second.”
Exhaling, I nod. Thank fuck. I’ve never rutted anyone before, but I’d been on edge with Liv so close to heat. I guess when it finally hit, my mind had only one thought—my omega needed me.
Wilder yawns. Liam and Sawyer are sleeping on our other side, getting rest while they can.
“You should sleep,” I tell my brother.
“I’m fine,” he says around another yawn.
I roll my eyes. “Don’t be a hero. I have things under control.” I gaze down at my vixen. Her cheek is soft against my chest. “Besides, she’s not going anywhere anytime soon.”
“True.” Wilder lies down. “Wake me if she needs us.”
“I will.”
His eyes flutter closed, and soon enough, his breathing evens out. I inhale my omega’s scent, smoothing her hair and cradling her to my chest. Thank fuck I didn’t hurt her, but I know Wilder and the guys would never let me. I only hate that I can’t remember every second of knotting her.
An omega’s heat can be torturous if they’re not given exactly what they need. Pride fills my chest with warmth. She’s perfectly content right now. I did that. Reveling in that victory, I memorize the way she feels. Warm and wet. Tight and velvety. My dick starts to harden.
Liv stirs, humming as her palm roams over my side. I’m not as lean as the other guys, and I’ve never really worried about it, but part of me was worried Liv wouldn’t like my body. As she explores every inch of my skin, her eyes still closed and a smile on her face, I know she approves.
My chest warms, and I smooth the hair from her face.
