44. Zara

Iwatch them, my alphas, as they strip away their clothes and their inhibitions, standing before me in a show of unity and strength. There's a moment, just one, where I'm utterly still, drinking in the sight. They're gorgeous in their vulnerability, displaying their willingness to be mine as much as I am theirs.

My heart beats faster, my body reacting to the raw masculinity and the want in the air. It's a heady feeling to be the omega at the centre of this circle, both cherished and desired.

Henry kneels first, his blue eyes dark with need as he leans in and brushes his lips against mine. It's a kiss that promises so much more, a prelude to the intense connection we're about to share. Liam follows, his touch is gentler but no less intense. Finally, Ben joins us, and their kisses blend into one seamless tide of desire that leaves me breathless.

Their hands roam over my body with a tenderness that conceals the urgency simmering underneath. I can feel their craving to claim me, echoing mine to be claimed.

Each caress is amplified by the pact they've made. The knowledge that they are bonded with each other fills me with indescribable warmth.

We shift and shuffle until we find positions that allow for closeness and depth. My heat is consuming me now, leaving me dazed and full of a need for a knot from one of my alphas. My gasp is swallowed by Ben's kiss as Liam laps at my slick, pooling in my pussy, ready to take their knots. Our movements become fevered. I feel hands and lips everywhere, sensations blurring as I'm gripped by my alphas and their love.

Their growls mix with my purrs as they move around me, a tangled mass of limbs and heat. It's overwhelming in the best possible way. Their rut is as relentless as my heat, driving us all to the brink of wildness.

"Please," I beg when I can't take the craving any longer. "Please."

Ben is the first alpha to settle between my thighs. His enormous cock is pressing against my pussy, and he growls, low and deep, as he slides inside me, and I coat him with slick.

"Fuck," he grunts and leverages himself over me.

His movements are deliberate and powerful, and it's all I can do to hold on to him as he buries himself deep. The stretch is divine, the fullness exactly what my body cries out for. Liam and Henry don't sit idle; their hands and mouths are on me, stoking the fire that Ben is fuelling.

Henry's lips find mine again, swallowing any sound I might make as Ben thrusts. Liam's hands cup my breasts, his fingers teasing my nipples into hard peaks that ache for attention. It's a sensory overload, but I wouldn't give it up for the world—they are my world.

I feel the coil in my belly tighten, and I know I'm close to shattering into a million pieces under their combined touch.

"Come around my cock so you can feel my knot bulging inside you, Zara."

"Fuck!" That's all the permission I need. My orgasm rips through me with the force of a tidal wave, crashing over every nerve ending as I cry out into Henry's mouth as he covers it to kiss me deeply. Ben's body stiffens as his climax hits him, his knot swelling to lock us together as he shoots his cum into me with a loud, possessive growl.

"Good girl," Liam murmurs as Ben rolls us to the side. "How do you feel?"

"Good," I murmur, staring into Ben's eyes. "Are you okay?"

"Better than I've ever felt," he whispers. "You are mine, Zara. Ours. We will never let you go."

Cupping his face, I smile. "I'm not going anywhere, I promise."

He nods, accepting my vow as the truth. His gaze holds mine, a silent conversation that speaks of futures and forever. I'm still locked to him, his knot keeping us joined in the most intimate of ways, a physical manifestation of the invisible ties that bind us all together.

I can feel Henry shift behind me, and his hand glides down my spine in slow, assuring strokes. He's a solid presence at my back, grounding me even as I float on the high of the post-orgasmic bliss. A contented sigh escapes my lips as I bask in the afterglow with my alphas surrounding me, their scents potent and stirring my heat back into a clawing need for more.

As Ben's knot begins to recede, he gently pulls away from me with a soft kiss on my forehead. Henry rolls me onto my back, his eyes tender yet filled with a raw passion that sends me into a deep lust, and then everything is blurry, leaving me completely at their mercy, but I trust them implicitly to take care of me.