Chapter 11: Mason

Chapter

Eleven

MASON

I watch as Carter's knot finally deflates, allowing him to ease out of Ember. Our omega whimpers at the loss, her eyes already seeking out her next alpha. When her gaze lands on me, hungry and desperate, my cock twitches in anticipation.

"Come here, sweetheart," I murmur, opening my arms to her.

Ember doesn't hesitate. She crawls into my lap, straddling my thighs, and I have to bite back a groan at the sight of her. She's flushed and panting, her skin glistening with sweat. Carter's seed and her own slick coat her inner thighs, the mingled scents of sex and omega heat making my head spin.

"Mason," she breathes, and fuck if that isn't the sweetest sound I've ever heard. "Please, I need..."

"I know, baby," I soothe, running my hands up her sides. "I've got you."

She shivers at my touch, her hips rolling instinctively. The head of my cock brushes against her slick folds, and we both gasp at the contact. I want nothing more than to thrust up into her, to bury myself in her tight heat, but I force myself to go slow. To savor this moment.

Ember, it seems, has other ideas. With a soft whine of impatience, she lifts herself up and sinks down onto my length in one smooth motion. The sudden, intense pleasure nearly whites out my vision.

"Fuck," I groan, my hands flying to her hips. "Ember, you feel so good."

She doesn't respond with words, just starts to move. Her hips roll and grind, taking me deeper with each downward thrust. I let her set the pace, content to watch her chase her pleasure. She's beautiful like this, lost in sensation, her head thrown back and her lips parted in silent ecstasy.

I can't resist leaning in to taste those lips, to swallow the little moans and whimpers she makes as she rides me. Her fingers tangle in my hair, holding me close as she deepens the kiss. The taste of her—sweet like cotton candy with an underlying heat—is addictive. I could spend hours just kissing her, learning every nuance of her flavor.

But Ember has other plans.

She breaks the kiss with a gasp, her movements becoming more frantic. "More," she pleads, her nails digging into my shoulders. "I need more."

I look up, meeting Adder's eyes over Ember's shoulder. He nods, understanding without words what needs to happen next. Carefully, he moves into position behind Ember, his hands sliding down her back in a soothing caress.

"Ember," Adder says, his voice low and husky. "Are you ready for both of us?"

She tenses for a moment, uncertainty flashing across her face. I cup her cheek, drawing her attention back to me. "It's okay if you're not ready," I assure her. "We can wait. Take it slower."

But Ember shakes her head, determination replacing the brief flicker of doubt. "No, I want this," she says. "Please, both of you. Just fuck me."

A growl rumbles in my chest at her words, primal and possessive. I capture her lips in another searing kiss as Adder begins to prepare her, his fingers slick with lube as he works her open.

I feel the moment Adder starts to push in, Ember's body going rigid in my arms. I break the kiss, pressing my forehead to hers. "Breathe, sweetheart," I murmur. "We've got you. Just relax."

She nods, taking a shaky breath. I can see the mix of pleasure and discomfort on her face as Adder eases in, inch by torturous inch. The added tightness around my cock is maddening, but I force myself to stay still, to let Ember adjust.

"You're doing so well," I praise, peppering her face with soft kisses. "Taking two alphas at once. You're amazing, Ember."

A breathy moan escapes her as Adder bottoms out. For a moment, we're all still, connected in the most intimate way possible. I can feel Adder's cock through the thin wall separating us, can feel the way Ember's inner muscles flutter and clench around us both.

"Move," Ember gasps after what feels like an eternity. "Please, I need you to move."

We start slow, finding a rhythm that works for all of us. Adder pulls out as I thrust in, never leaving Ember empty. The dual sensations seem to overwhelm her—she clings to me, her face buried in my neck as she lets out a stream of breathless moans and whimpers.

As we pick up the pace, I'm struck by how perfectly Ember fits with us. It's like she was made for this, for us. The way her body responds to our touch, the way she takes us both so beautifully... it's more than just physical compatibility. It feels right in a way I can't fully explain.

I want to tell her. I want her to know that this isn't just about the heat, that she belongs with us. But I remember her conditions, her insistence that this doesn't mean anything beyond the moment. So I bite my tongue, channeling all my emotions into making her feel good.

Jayce and Carter join us, their hands roaming over every inch of Ember's skin they can reach. Jayce latches onto one of her nipples, sucking and teasing the sensitive bud. Carter's fingers find her clit, circling the swollen bud in time with our thrusts.

The combined sensations prove too much for Ember. With a keening cry, she comes apart in our arms, her inner walls clenching around us in rhythmic pulses. The tight heat of her orgasm triggers my own release, and I bury myself deep inside her as my knot swells.

"Think you can take my knot, too, gorgeous?" Adder asks, his voice strained and throaty, desperate in a way I've never heard it before.

"Yes," she gasps without hesitation, still breathless from her climax.

That's all the invitation he needs. I feel Ember's hands grasp my shoulders tight, bracing herself as the other alpha's knot sinks into her tight hole. She cries out, but the sound is pure pleasure and a little surprise. I stroke her through it as the pressure of Adder's knot inside her ass makes her pussy feel even more impossibly tight. It's almost torture to my recently spent cock, still pulsing streams of my seed into her.

The pressure makes her come all over again with a scream of pure pleasure. Adder follows moments later, his groan of completion muffled against Ember's shoulder.

"Good girl," he purrs, digging his fingers into her hair even as his hips jerk into her, releasing his seed. "Such a good girl for us."

My hand drifts down to her usually flat but soft stomach, stroking over the velvety smooth skin. It's actually swollen from being filled by both our knots, and so much come I feel it trickling down between her legs, onto my lap.

Fuck, that's the hottest thing I've ever seen.

We stay like that, locked together, as aftershocks of ecstasy ripple through us.

As we come down from our high, I cradle Ember close, pressing soft kisses to her sweat-dampened hair. She's trembling slightly, overwhelmed by the intensity of it all. I want to tell her how amazing she is, how perfect, but I'm not sure she's ready to hear it.

So instead, I settle for murmuring praise against her skin. "You did so well, sweetheart. Taking us both like that. You're incredible."

She hums contentedly, nuzzling closer.

The omega in her is clearly satisfied, at least for the moment. But I know this is just a temporary reprieve. Her heat is far from over, and we have a long night ahead of us.

As my knot slowly deflates, I can't help but wonder what will happen when this is all over.

Will Ember stick to her conditions?

Will she walk away from us, pretending this never happened?

The thought makes my chest ache in a way I'm not prepared for.

I've never been one for commitment. None of us have, really. Our lifestyle, our careers... they don't exactly lend themselves to long-term relationships.

But something about Ember feels different.

Special.

I find myself wanting more than just this heat-fueled encounter.

Desperate for it.

But that's a problem for future Mason. Right now, our omega needs us, and I'm determined to make the most of whatever time we have with her. To show her just how good it can be with a pack that truly cares for her.

As Adder carefully pulls out, Ember whimpers at the loss. I soothe her with gentle touches, murmuring reassurances. "It's okay, baby. We're not going anywhere."

She lifts her head, meeting my gaze with those big brown eyes that seem to see right through me. There's a vulnerability there that makes my heart clench. "Promise?" she whispers, and I'm not sure if she's asking about right now or something more.

I swallow hard, fighting the urge to make promises I'm not sure I can keep. "You wanna get rid of us, you're gonna have to chase us off with an army," I say instead, hoping she can hear the sincerity in my voice.

But even that's a lie.

There's no army in this world that could keep us from claiming what's ours.

As long as she'll have us.

Ember nods, seemingly satisfied with that answer. She settles back against my chest, her breathing evening out as exhaustion starts to take over.

I exchange glances with the others, a silent agreement passing between us.

We'll let her rest for now, but we need to be ready for when the next wave hits. And when it does, we'll be there for her.

All of us.