Epilogue In which we get our happy ending… sort of

“What are you doing out of bed?” I freeze at the harsh question. I’d been tiptoeing through the upper hall, sneaking away from the nest and the near constant cuddle puddle that’s been happening in there since they brought me home from the hospital three days ago.

I glance over my shoulder and find Maddox glaring at me, arms folded over his chest, dark eyes narrowed. He looks sexy as hell wearing nothing but a pair of basketball shorts, his tattooed, muscled chest on display.

“Trouble.” He growls and I spin to face him, my face dropping into a familiar scowl.

“I’m hungry,” I say, mimicking his posture with my legs braced apart and my arms folded over my chest. I note with some pleasure that he flicks his gaze over me and some of his glare melts under the heat of desire.

I’m wearing his shirt and nothing else.

“If you’re hungry, Sadie,” he says, stalking toward me. “I’ll get you anything you need. Just go back to bed.” He pauses just in front of me, his eyes going all soft as he cups the back of my head. “Please.”

I shake my head. “I’ve been in that bed for three days. And in a hospital bed for two days before that. I’m fine, Dox. I promise.”

I’m not even lying. I feel better than I did after all of my treatments with Dr Funkle when I was a kid. While I love the nest and the blankets and pillows and cuddles with my pack, if I have to stare at those four walls any more, I might go crazy.

“I need a change of scenery. Please.”

Sighing, he leans forward until his forehead presses to mine. “Fine. But I’ll be the one cooking for you, and you will just sit and watch me like a good girl.”

Heat races through my body, settles in my core. That’s another reason I got up. I was too damn hot curled up with my pack, sweating between all those hard bodies.

I nod, my nose bumping against his. “I can do that.”

A moment later, I’m airborne, cradled against my prime alpha’s chest as he carries me down the stairs. I snuggle into him, draping my arm around his shoulders and huffing deep inhales of his scent. God, he smells so fucking good. I want to lick him. So I do, right over his pulse point. And then, because apparently it’s not enough, I scrape my teeth over the spot.

“Trouble,” his voice is a low warning rumble. “I’m trying to be a gentleman here.”

I trail my mouth up and nip the lobe of his ear, grinning when he sucks in a sharp inhale. “I didn’t ask you to be.”

He settles me on the island. The cool stone on my overheated skin makes me shiver as goosebumps erupt all over my skin. Stepping between my spread thighs, one of his hands grips my hip while the other laces into the tangled hair at the back of my neck, using his grip to tilt my head up toward him. If he’s meaning for this to be a turnoff, he’s really going in the wrong direction. “Sadie, baby, you’re still recovering.”

I drag his hand from my hip to the spot between my legs that’s been aching since I woke up this morning. His gorgeous dark green eyes widen when he feels how wet I am. “I’m pretty sure my body has decided I’m not still recovering. I think I’m at the beginning of a heat spike.” His fingers slide up and down my folds, teasing my clit, then my entrance with his thick fingers. “That wouldn’t happen if I wasn’t healthy enough for it, right?”

He leans in and buries his face in my neck, a hungry sound emerging from him. No doubt he’s noticing the richness in my scent, the increased butteriness of it. “No, it wouldn’t, omega,” he murmurs against my flesh. “But it’s all the more reason for me to make sure you eat. You’re going to need all the calories you can get in the coming days.”

I try not to pout as he moves away from me and begins pulling out ingredients for breakfast. My fingers curl around the edge of the counter and watch him as he starts making breakfast sandwiches. I can’t take my eyes off the flex and shift of his muscles with each movement, so I see how he tenses when I ask, “Any luck finding more information on Dr. Funkle or Apex?”

Jaw tight, he glances over his shoulder at me, probably trying to figure out if I’m actually ready for this conversation. While I’ve been holed up in the nest—the one that I came home from the hospital to find that they’d looked at all the inspiration photos and bought everything in the Nests, Heat and Beyond shopping cart and put together for me—they’ve taken turns sneaking away to handle the fallout from my kidnapping and the numerous bodies that popped up as a result.

I know they’ve been looking for anything they can on the asshole who used my body as a testing sight. And I know they’ve been looking into ways to take down Apex Pharmaceuticals. They’ve also increased the security on the building and the penthouse, and I think they’ve looked into buying a place outside of the city, if they don’t already own one.

“He’s not getting his hands on you again, trouble. They won’t. I promise.”

I shake my head and swing my feet a little. Dr. Funkle is dead. Logan told me he shot him through the head. But Apex is still very much alive and well. “I’m not worried about that. I know you guys will keep me safe. I’m more worried about Sylvie and Sorrel.” The hard edge in his eyes softens at my words, and he comes over to give me a quick kiss. He knows about the threats Dr. Funkle used against me, holding my friends over my head to get me to comply with their tests and experiments. I also know that my pack has men following both of them in order to keep them safe, at a distance of course. “I was just curious. I know you’re working on it.”

“Working on what?” Swift asks padding into the kitchen in nothing but dark red boxer briefs. He crawls up onto the island behind me and slides his legs on either side of mine before draping his body over me, nuzzling into my neck. “You’re not supposed to be out of bed yet, Cherrybomb.”

“Get off the counter,” Maddox demands.

“Nah, Cherry’s up here, I think I’ll stay.” He nuzzles deeper into my neck, tugging me back against his body. “You smell fucking divine this morning, baby.”

“Heat spike,” I inform him, and his arms tighten around me.

“Oh, fuck. We’re gonna have so much fun.”

Maddox hums his agreement. “But we’ll have to watch her carefully, make sure she doesn’t overdo it. She’s still recovering.”

I feel Swift pout against my skin. “Daddy Maddoximus Prime is no fun.”

I laugh and reach behind me to lace my fingers into Swift’s silky, soft hair. “He’s plenty fun.”

“Mmm,” Logan hums as he enters the kitchen and comes right over to me, wrapping his hand around my throat to take my mouth in a kiss too filthy for this early in the morning. “I love the sound of your laugh first thing, mo chuisle. ” He presses another quick kiss to my lips and then pulls back. “How are you feeling? Your skin’s a little hot.”

I nod and grin at him. “Heat spike. So you guys are going to have to stop pussyfooting around my pussy.” All day yesterday, while lounging in my nest, I’d tried to get one or all of them to give me what I needed, but no freaking luck.

They all had the self control of frickin’ monks. Even Swift, who’d kissed me but murmured that he didn’t want to chance fucking up my healing.

I think Maddox nearly chokes on his tongue at my proclamation. Or maybe it’s just hearing me say the word pussy twice? Who knows?

Logan hums again, his concern for me clear as he scans over my body. “Don’t look at me like that, Logan. If I wasn’t healthy enough, my body wouldn’t be priming itself for three to five days of pure sex. You know that as well as I do.”

The corners of his eyes crinkle the slightest bit, and he uses his thumb to tilt my head back. “You’re right. But Maddox is right too. We’re going to have to be careful and keep a close eye on you. I don’t want you to overdo it, and as much as you hate to hear it, Sadie, you’re still recovering from blood loss. That takes time.”

I want to say something flippant like ‘I only lost the blood for like five minutes, before you put it back in me.’ I want to wave off the worry and the concern and the truth in his words because I hate feeling any sort of weakness. But I know I can’t do that.

They were all terrified that they’d lose me, so fucking scared that I would be gone from their world.

Leaning into him, I sigh. “I know.” I can only hope that when we’re in the middle of my heat, they won’t treat me as breakable and delicate. My omega won’t be able to handle that when what she really wants is to be railed into the mattress.

Logan gives me one more kiss, then moves over to the espresso machine. I know without asking he’s making a coffee for me, cause I’m just that lucky.

Ethan and Luca follow the rest of my pack into the kitchen. Our beta wanders over and gives me a sleepy kiss before moving over to help Maddox with breakfast, while Luca slides between my knees, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear while Swift trails his lips up and down my neck.

“Morning, vixen.”

“Morning.” I lean forward and plant a kiss on his full mouth.

He’s frowning when I pull back, fingers lingering against my skin. “Why are you so hot? Are you feeling okay?”

I wave a hand as I feel Swift smile against my skin. “I’m fine.”

“She’s in preheat,” Swift corrects, fingers tightening on my hips.

“You make me sound like a freaking oven when you say that.”

“It’s what you are though, Cherrybomb.”

“You’re in the middle of a spike right now?” Luca asks urgently.

“Well, at the start of-Luca!” Blood rushes to my head and my messy hair falls around my face as he scoops me over his shoulder, hands clamping over my thighs to hold me in place.

“What are you doing?” Ethan asks, sounding amused as hell.

Luca doesn’t pause as he hurries toward the stairs. “Our bond is still fucked up after that asshole bit her. I’m gonna take care of that right fucking now.”

I stop kicking my legs and sag over his shoulder. He’s right. I keep waiting for our bond to return to normal, and for the most part, it has, but it’s just not quite the same, not as strong and pure. There’s a taint to it.

I wasn’t sure if it was just me being supersensitive, but if Luca can feel it too, there must be something off.

“Gonna do it the right way this time,” he murmurs, kicking open the door of the nest. “Knot you and bite you when you’re in heat. Make you mine all over again.”

He lays me out on the bed, and even though I’d literally been itching to get away from this room, now my omega is all melty and languid and happy to be here. Luca doesn’t waste any time pulling my shirt over my head, leaving me completely naked under his hungry gaze. “This time you’re gonna bite me, too. Right, omega?”

I nod, reaching for him, running my hands over his muscled chest. “Yes. Yes, Luca. I want my claim on you.”

His plush mouth curls into a smile. “Good girl.”

A violent, lusty shudder moves through me, followed by a slight cramp in my stomach. Slick gushes out of me. Luca grins down at me. “Look at you,” he coos. “Getting all slick for your alpha.” Another cramp hits at his words and I whimper.

“Luca, please.”

“Shit, Vixen, I was going to take my time.” His hand presses against my lower stomach, the heat from his palm making me squirm. “But you’re in pain?”

I nod. “Yes.” What I don’t say is that the spike I had with Swift before wasn’t like this. It didn’t hurt this badly. “Please, I need you to fuck me.”

He bends and kisses the skin just under my navel. “Okay, I want to get our bond back to normal as fast as possible. So I won’t make you wait.”

“Good.” He really doesn’t. Seconds later, he’s between my thighs, pushing into me, making my inner muscles clench tight around him. “Fuck, yes, Alpha,” I moan as he moves in and out of me, muscles straining because he’s trying to be cautious, gentle.

“Don’t treat me like I’m going to break, Luca. Please. I’m good.” I roll my hips up, trying to take him deeper, harder, trying to prove it to him.

It doesn’t freaking work. He keeps up his slow and steady pace, so concentrated on it, that he’s taken by surprise when I push his shoulders with a growl and flip us. Under normal circumstances, it never would have happened, but when he’s being purposefully soft? Hell yeah, I can flip him over.

I sink down farther onto his cock, and his hands slide to my hips, to help me or hinder me I don’t know, but the way he says, “Vixen,” like a warning, makes me think it’s to hinder.

“Don’t you fucking dare,” I snarl at him. “I need this, Luca. My body needs this.”

His brows shoot up and a smirk curls his mouth before he releases me and folds his hands under his head. “Alright, baby, ride me like you need to. Use my cock to get that pretty little pussy off.”

I’m pretty sure he thinks I’ll exhaust myself before I get there, but I stubbornly refuse to. Bracing my hands on his chest, nails digging in the slightest bit, I lift my ass and plunge down on him again, making both of us grunt. I do it over and over, rough, frantic fucking that my body is dying for. It would be better if he was driving into me, but I can’t trust him to give me that at the moment, so this will have to do.

“Oh, fuck, vixen. Yes. You gonna take my knot? You gonna lock it inside you with all my cum? Gonna let me fucking breed you, baby?”

I whimper and bear down, taking the top half of his knot inside me before popping back up again. “Yes, filthy girl, just like that. Work my knot inside you.” Luca’s hands are on my hips, rocking me back and forth, thrusting into me from below like he can’t fucking help it. We’re both so close.

He sits up, one of his hands lacing into my hair, tilting my head to give him access to my neck, where he licks and kisses over the mess of scarring already there. His other hand grips my ass, helping me bear down on his knot. “Gonna bite you here again, omega. Gonna make you mine all over again.”

“Yes.” I grip the back of his head, holding him closer. “Yes, please, Luca. Please, alpha.”

He thrusts up at the same time that I push down, and his teeth sink into my neck. Ecstasy cascades through my body, white hot and throbbing. My muscles clench down on him as he comes with a groan, teeth still buried in my neck. The bond between us flares, brighter, stronger, healthier than it was before.

We’re both breathing heavy when he releases me and uses his fist in my hair to guide him to his neck. “Now, Sadie. Please,” he rasps out. I part my lips and sink my teeth into his flesh. The bright spot that is Luca in my chest quivers with joy, with pride, with contentment as the bond fully settles.

He sinks onto his back, taking me with him, cradling me against his chest as his hands stroke up and down my back. “Its never been like this before,” I murmur in awe.

He hums his agreement. We’ve always had a bond, but it wasn’t as strong as this. I don’t know if it’s because I’m in a heat spike or if it’s because I bit him back this time, but either way, it feels fucking right.

A knock sounds on the door and Ethan pushes in, carrying a plate covered with breakfast sandwiches and a cup of foamy coffee. He grins when he sees us, sweaty and breathing heavy. “We figured you’d be stuck together for a while, and it might be a good time for you to eat, heartbreaker.”

Luca groans as his stomach crunches and he sits both of us upright, before dragging back to lean against the headboard. “Probably not a bad idea, Sadie.” He tucks my hair behind my ear as Ethan kneels next to us.

“Coffee first?” He asks. I eye him, all tan skin and muscles, wearing only a pair of basketball shorts. He looks fucking delicious and my jaw and teeth ache.

“Mmm, what if I bit you first?”

“What?” His brows jump and Luca gives an involuntary thrust of his hips, spilling inside me again.

I nod. “Yeah. I think you should fuck my ass while I locked on Luca’s knot and then we can bite each other.”

“Sadie, heartbreaker, it won’t- We can’t bond that way. I’m a beta.”

I shrug. “Doesn’t matter to me if you are a beta. I want to claim you as much as I want to claim the rest of the pack. And I want you to claim me, too. Besides,” I take the coffee from his hand and take a healthy sip, because now that it’s in front of me I want it. “There are tales of omegas being able to create bonds with a beta. If that’s going to happen with anyone, it’s going to be us.”

Ethan gives me a brilliant smile. “You’re right. And fuck do I want my mark on you, too.”

I wiggle my ass at him. “Well, then let’s not wait.”

Under me, Luca chuckles and slides his hands to palm either cheek and pulls, spreading me wide. Ethan groans, the scrambles to set the breakfast tray aside. “Lube?”

My alpha snorts. “I think she’s got enough slick dripping out of her that you can just use that. Pretty sure my thighs are soaked.”

Ethan moves behind me, dropping a kiss on my shoulder as I feel his fingers swipe up some of my slick, prodding where Luca and I are joined, making both of us groan at the feeling.

“Should I prep you or-”

“I swear to god, Ethan, if your cock isn’t inside me in the next fifteen seconds-”

I cut off as he slowly feeds the tip of his slick coated cock into the tight ring of muscle. A whine pulls from me that Luca swallows, kissing me as he keeps me spread for our beta. “That’s it, vixen. Let him in,” he encourages. “Look at you taking his cock so well. Making him feel so fucking good in that tight little ass.”

The praise is enough to help me unclench, to let him in, until his hips press to mine and he’s all but laying over my back, one hand pressed into the mattress by Luca’s shoulder.

Our alpha crunches up and steals a kiss from him before sinking back onto the mattress. “You gonna fuck her ass or not?”

Ethan groans. “I’m working up to it. She’s so fucking tight with your knot locked in her.”

“Ethan,” I whimper. “Move, please.”

He kisses my shoulder. “If you’re sure?”

I nod. “God, yes. I’m so full, but I need. I need you to move.”

“Your wish is my fucking command.” He slides his cock out and then slams back in, making all three of us pant and moan. I lose track of time, only aware of the feel of Ethan’s cock in my ass, the pleasure coursing through me, the way Luca comes inside me over and over, how he alternates between nibbling on my mouth and licking his bonding bite.

I swear every time he licks it, I come a little. Tiny orgasms building up to a much bigger monster release that I know is going to wreck me.

“Yes, just like that, baby,” Ethan moans, slamming his hips into mine. “Squeeze me just like that. Fuck, I’m so close. So fucking close.”

“Me too,” I pant.

“Good girl,” Luca groans. “Such a good girl for us.”

Ethan makes a noise of agreement as his hand appears in front of my face. “Bite me, omega,” he demands, as Luca guides my hand behind me to Ethan’s mouth. “Now. Right fucking now.”

My teeth flash and I sink them into the fleshy part of his palm under his thumb. Pain radiates from the same point on my hand, and I realize somewhat blearily that he bit me as well.

There is no rush of euphoric pleasure like there was with my other mates to drown out the pain, but there is a faint bond. A flicker of connection between Ethan and me that is just our own, not from the pack bond that we all share.

I sob around his flesh as an orgasm overtakes me, tears streaming to drip onto Luca’s face as he grunts out another release, and at the same time Ethan cries out, spilling deep in my ass.

I sag against Luca’s chest, and Ethan covers me with his body. All of us are sweating and covered in cum and slick. Even more so when, moments later, Luca’s knot deflates and the tight seal he’d been keeping on my pussy breaks.

We lay like that for a while until my limbs start to go numb and my stomach rumbles.

Ethan chuckles and pushes off me, slipping his cock out of the tight grip of my ass. He points at Luca. “Tend my bite for me while I get something to clean her up with.”

“You got it.” Luca winks and slides out of me, too. I hate the sudden feeling of emptiness.

The next few minutes spent with them, carefully cleaning me up. Then Ethan feeds me breakfast, while Luca laps at both the fresh mating bites on my body. When I insist I can drink my coffee on my own, Luca switches to carefully tending Ethan’s bite.

Something in his saliva will help it heal faster and cleaner than if we just left them. Watching as he tenderly laps at my bite on our beta’s hand makes my stomach clench with a cramp again.

My thighs shift restlessly against each other and a whine falls from me. Both males look at me in concern. “You okay, heartbreaker?”

Luca shuffles over to me, tugging me into his chest. I collapse against him, winding my legs against his waist. “Oh, fuck,” he murmurs, lips pressed against my burning forehead. “You’re not having a spike, vixen. You’re in a full-blown heat.”

“Gee, you think?” I snarl at him as another cramp hits, leaving me whimpering and shaking. “I’m sorry,” I cry out. “I didn’t mean-”

He shushes me. “I know, baby. You’re in pain. Hang on. I’m calling for reinforcements.” He literally does, leaving me to yank open the door and shout down the hall.

A second later, there’s the thunder of footsteps and the entire pack is there. “What’s the matter?” Maddox sound frantic and angry, like he thinks there’s some threat in the nest he wasn’t aware of.

“Heat,” I whimper, curling my legs tighter to my chest to relieve the pain.

Luca runs a hand through his hair. “It’s not a spike. It’s her goddamn heat. We aren’t ready-”

“Shut up,” Logan cuts him off, probably because he sees the tears forming in my eyes. “It’s okay, omega. You didn’t do anything wrong.”

“Promise?” I whisper as he drops to his knees next to me. Luca makes a choked noise and looks at me with wide eyes.

“I promise, mo chuisle . Luca is just excited. And he’s right that we aren’t quite as ready for this as we’d like to be, but that’s our alpha natures.” Swift curls around my back, already naked. I don’t know how he shed his clothes so fast and without me noticing.

“You need a knot, Cherrybomb? You need one of your alphas to ease that ache?”

I whimper and nod. “Please.”

Swift gently urges me to uncurl from my tight ball, stretching out my legs, then looping one up and over his hips, opening me up for the hungry gazes in the room. His cock grinds into my ass, making me moan. “Please Swift.”

He nibbles on my neck, my ear. “Don’t worry, Cherrybomb, Logan’s gonna give you what you need. He’s gonna knot you and fill you up and claim you. And I’m gonna slip into this tight ass of yours.”

“Yes,” I breathe, eyes focusing on my red-haired alpha. “Yes. please.”

Logan strips almost as fast as Swift did, before stretching out in front of me, his gaze all kinds of soft and full of love. “You ready for me, mo chuisle ?”

In answer, I take his hand and thrust two of his fingers into my channel. “So ready, alpha.” He growls when he feels how wet I am, with slick and Luca’s cum. His fingers fuck in and out of me a few times, until I whimper that it’s not enough.

“I know,” he coos at me. “Swift’s right, I’m gonna give you what you need.” He takes my thigh from Swift and loops it high over his hip, opening me up to both of them. The blunt heads of their cocks prod at my holes, dipping in slightly, but not enough.

Logan meets Swift's eyes, and they thrust forward at the same time and on my fuck, I Feel so full. It’s different from when it was Ethan and Luca, going from completely empty to bursting with cock. But my heat soaked body loves it.

I moan long and loud. My nails dig into Logan’s shoulder as I lean forward to give him a sloppy kiss. They fuck me hard and fast as they can while laying on their sides, hands gripping and slipping and teasing every inch of my flesh as they work to bring me to the edge and then push me over.

“Gonna knot you now, omega. And Swift’s gonna come in the tight ass of yours. We’re gonna make you so feel so good.”

I nod frantically, more pleas falling from my lips. Logan kisses me as he thrusts forward, forcing his knot into the tight clamp of my pussy. “Fuck yes,” I hiss, my orgasm hitting hard and fast, as he spills into me. Swift’s hand grips my hip as he presses deep, not so deep he knots me too, but deep enough I see stars.

That only increases when Logan sinks his teeth into my throat right over my pulse point, his favorite place to touch me. I choke out a cry as I come again.

“Yes, Cherrybomb, just like that. You take our cocks so good,” Swift murmurs against my hair. Logan laps at his bonding mark as the bond settles into place. Warm and calming, soothing in a way that my bonds with Swift, Luca, and Ethan aren’t. Logan has always been that for me.

I feel him smile against my neck. “Mmm, there’s my girl. Mo chuisle .” His love and gratitude radiate through our bond and I send it back. To all of them. Then I lace my fingers into his dark red hair and tug. He tilts his head easily, baring his throat to me in a display of submission that makes me clench on his knot. He groans as I sink my teeth into his neck. His blood floods my mouth as our bond strengthens.

We both come again, crying out.

I lose track of time nursing my bite.

“Trouble.” Maddox kneels behind Logan, a bottle of water in his hands. “Drink.” It’s not a request, but a demand. His daddy vibes thick in the air as he holds it to my lips. I beam at him when I’m done drinking.

“Thank you, alpha,” I sigh, snuggling between Swift, who still hasn’t pulled out of me despite not being knotted, and Logan. I love knowing that they’ll take care of me through this heat.

“How are you feeling, Sadie?” Logan asks, accent a little thicker with his emotions, pulling back to look at me with his light green eyes.

“Perfect,” I murmur. “So good.” My eyes are already drifting closed. “I might just take a little rest…”

I wake up when I feel Logan and Swift pull out of me. The gush of slick and cum down my thighs makes me whimper. I need it to stay inside of me. A cramp hits, forcing more of it out.

“Shh, trouble,” Maddox murmurs, as hands shift my body, rolling on my back, bending my knees and opening me wide. “Your prime alpha is going to give you what you need.”

I peel my eyes open to find him kneeling between my thighs, which are being held open by Ethan and Swift. Luca and Logan are at my back, cradling me against their chests, fingers plucking at my already stiff nipples. Apparently having Maddox claim me is a pack affair.

Not that I’m complaining.

Our prime stars down at me, and even though I can’t feel him like I can the rest of the pack, I can tell he’s proud. Of me. Of us. Having me as an omega. It makes my heart glow and a pulse of love erupts from me.

Maddox’s mouth pulls into a smirk as he reaches down and scoops up the mixture of cum and slick from my thighs, before feeding it back into my pussy with his thick fingers. “Don’t worry, omega.” Anything he can’t fit back inside me, he strokes along his cock, and holy shit, that’s so fucking sexy. “I won’t make you wait to come.”

“Thank fuck,” I murmur, watching his hand greedily. I want to touch his perfect cock. I want to have it inside me. The urge to go to him to get him inside me is so fucking intense, but they hold me still. I shift harder against the hands pressing into my skin.

“No, omega,” Maddox says, leaning over me. “Just like before, your job is to lie there and take it. Take whatever your alpha gives you. You can do that for me, can’t you?”

I whine in response, and he chuckles. “So needy.”

It’s on the tip of my tongue to lash out, to tell him, of course, I’m fucking needy. I’m in heat. I am the very definition of a needy omega. But the words stall in my chest as he covers my body with his and thrusts into me, fucking all the cum he stroked his cock with back inside me.

My eyes roll, my head dropping back to rest on Logan’s shoulder as Luca nurses his new mating bite, making me clench tight around Maddox.

“Oh, fuck, yeah, omega. Squeeze my cock just like that. You make your alpha feel so fucking good. You know that?”

Hands and mouths and fingers glide over my skin, finding all the places that make me squirm and cry out. And all the while Maddox is slamming into me, hard and fast and so fucking deep.

“Knot, alpha,” I whine. “Please. I need your knot. Bite. Knot. Bite.” The two words fall from my mouth over and over, pleading, whimpering. I know on some level he’s going to give it to me. There is no world where this ends without me and Maddox bonded, but I can’t stop myself.

“You ready, baby?” He grunts out. “You ready for my knot? You ready to be mine?”

I nodding frantically. “Yes. yes. Please. Oh god, yes.”

Hands hold my hips steady as he thrusts in hard, taking my mouth in a filthy kiss that ends with his teeth sinking into my flesh. The bond flares to life in my chest, rock solid with serious daddy vibes. The firm base that the entire pack is built on. I come so hard I black out, or maybe I just full on faint, because by the time I’m conscious again, we’ve shifted so Maddox is on his back and I’m cradled on his chest, one of his hands is holding my head up so he can suck and lick at his mating bite on my lip, while the other palms my ass, grinding me onto his knot and cock.

He smirks when he sees my eyes open. “There you are. I fucked you so good you passed out on me.”

Maybe I should be embarrassed about that, but I can’t bring myself to be. “You did.” Stretching up to kiss him again, I sink my teeth into the same spot he bit me until I taste his blood and the steady presence that is him in my chest flares brighter.

He hums and slides his hand down my spine as I snuggle into his chest, the movement making me clench on his knot. He groans and spills inside me. “Fuck. You feel so fucking good, Sadie.”

I nod my agreement. “Where’re everyone else?”

“Getting supplies. You took us by surprise, trouble. We weren’t expecting your heat to start a few days after you got out of the hospital. Most omegas would need a few weeks for their systems to settle enough for a heat.”

My eyes drift closed as he thrusts his hips up languidly. Not really fucking, but like he can’t help but give us both a little friction. “Yeah,” I say, fighting a yawn. “But I’m not exactly your average omega.”

He cuddles me closer, his lips brushing the top of my head. “No, you’re our omega.”

My smile blooms on my face against the skin of his chest, giddy happiness flooding through my body, flooding the bonds with my pack. My pack. Because he’s right.

I am their omega.