Page 118 of Holly Jolly Heat
"Not fair," I gasped. "I want—need?—"
"We know what you need," Ro murmured against my skin. His hand slid between us, finding the perfect spot to?—
My back arched off the bed as another orgasm tore through me, this one more intense than the others. Lucas's thrusts became erratic, his own release building.
Lucas's thrusts grew erratic, his control fraying as my third orgasm pulsed around him. I could feel his release building through the bond, that delicious tension coiling tighter and tighter.
Then he stilled, buried deep, with a groan that vibrated against my skin. His fingers dug into my hips as he came, the bond flooding with his pleasure, his love, his absolute devotion. I arched into him, milking every last shudder from his body.
The scent of sex and pack filled the nest, rich and intoxicating. My omega purred, satisfied but not done. Not nearly done.
Ro's mouth found mine before Lucas even pulled out, his kiss hungry and possessive. "My turn," he growled against my lips, already moving to take Lucas's place between my thighs.
I whimpered as he entered me in one smooth motion, thicker than Lucas, the stretch burning deliciously. His hands pinned mine above my head, his hips setting a rhythm that had me gasping within seconds.
"Look at me," he demanded, and I obeyed, meeting his dark eyes as he moved inside me. "You're ours. Say it."
"Yours," I gasped, the word torn from me as his thrusts hit that perfect spot. "Only yours."
Dex's hands found my breasts, his calloused fingers teasing my nipples as Ro fucked me with deliberate precision. The dual sensation sent me spiraling, my back arching off the bed.
"Again," Ro commanded, his voice rough. "Come for me, omega."
His words triggered something primal. My orgasm crashed over me, violent and all-consuming. Through the bond, I felt Ro's satisfaction, his pride at making me come undone so completely.
He followed me over the edge with a groan, his release triggering another wave of pleasure in me. The bond pulsed with his emotions, love and possessiveness and something darker, something that made my omega whine with need.
Not done. Still not done.
Dex's hands slid down my body, his touch grounding as Ro carefully pulled out. Before I could even catch my breath, Dex was there, lifting me effortlessly, positioning me over his lap.
I straddled him, my body moving on instinct. His hands gripped my hips as I sank onto him, the stretch almost too much. Almost. He filled me completely, his thickness hitting places that made stars explode behind my eyelids.
"Fuck," I gasped, my nails digging into his shoulders.
"Ride me," he growled, his hands guiding my hips. "Take what you need."
I moved, my body finding a rhythm that had us both gasping. His mouth found my mating mark, his teeth grazing the tender skin, and I shattered again, my orgasm tearing through me with terrifying intensity.
Dex flipped us effortlessly, pinning me beneath him as he drove into me with powerful thrusts. The bed creaked beneath us, the nest blankets tangling around our sweat-slicked skin.
"Mine," he growled, his voice rough with need. "Say you're mine."
"Yours," I sobbed, the word barely intelligible. "Only yours. Always yours."
His release hit him hard, his body locking above me as he came with a groan that vibrated through my entire being. I felt it through the bond, the moment he marked me as his in every way that mattered.
We collapsed together in the nest, a tangle of limbs and racing hearts. The bond between us hummed with satisfaction, with love, with something so deep it didn't have a name.
Lucas pressed a kiss to my shoulder. "You okay?"
"More than okay," I murmured, my voice rough. "I think you broke me."
Ro chuckled, pressing his lips to my temple. "We'll put you back together."
Dex's arms tightened around me. "You're perfect just like this."
I turned my head to kiss him, then Ro, then Lucas. The bond between us glowed warm and steady, a living thing connecting us.
