Epilogue

EPILOGUE

LOGAN

Ivy had bonded Rome and James. I could still scent the blood in the air as Rome lay passed out in the nest, Ivy’s teeth marks visible on his neck. James had mumbled something about needing to stave off dehydration, leaving a bottle of water near me before falling asleep next to his alpha.

Ivy had completely worn them out while I slept and still needed more. I couldn’t even wrap my head around how this was physically possible because her little hand sought out my cock greedily, trying to stroke me to hardness.

I grasped the back of her neck. “Present, omega,” I said, letting a hint of my alpha bark slip through. She went liquid and submissive under my touch, ready to be taken care of. She lowered herself obediently. Pushing her ass high into the air, resting her face on her crossed arms.

She made such a pretty picture, on display for me like that. All puffy and reddened from hours ( days? Who knew anymore ) of fucking and knotting. Drooling slick in anticipation of more. I notched my cock at her entrance and her pussy lips parted to engulf the head of my dick.

I sank in the rest of the way. Her hot little cunt throbbed like a heartbeat around my cock. Fuck, I loved heat sex. My heart dropped at the thought of not having another heat for a while if we got her pregnant. Then my cock kicked back awake at that thought.

We wanted kids. Plural.

Maybe we’d get to have lots of heats while we tried for them.

I looked down at the remnants of my pack’s cum streaking my shaft as I fucked her. Who were we kidding? There was no fucking way she wasn’t pregnant after this. Every single time one of us had come it had been inside her, just like we promised.

Ivy was making wispy, breathy little cries beneath me. Her scent was happy and eager. All sugar and spice and butter melting on my tongue and driving me wild.

God I loved her. Loved that she trusted us with her heat, her future, her heart.

My palm slid lower, between her shoulder blades. A slight press drew out a needy moan. The sound undid me. I envisioned my teeth in her neck and felt woozy from the immediate head rush.

If I bit her there, it would be unmistakable to any alpha that it had been delivered like this. Holding down my presenting, submitting omega while she took my cock.

“Do it, alpha.”

How did she ? —

I struck hard and fast, biting her across the nape of her neck. The copper tang of blood filled my mouth and a primal surge of alpha dominance crashed through me like a freight train.

Mine.

As quickly as my animalistic urge had risen, it was washed clean away by the first careful, unfurling sensation that could only be her in my chest.

The bond.

It felt exactly like her, distilled down as pure as possible. The sparkle that lit up her eyes when she was happy. The tilt of her head that accompanied her affectionate smile. The wholesome, selfless way she loved us all.

“Ivy, I?—”

“Shh, I got you.”

I choked back the rise of emotions swelling rapidly upward. She found my hand, my large one engulfing hers yet I was the one who felt held and safe. She lifted my wrist to her mouth and I felt the sharp sting of her teeth. There it was. Her triumph. Her satisfaction.

I was so fucking lucky.

“Knot me,” she whispered. “And stay with me just like this.”

I shut my eyes tight, and locked us together completely as one.