22. Oliver

Chapter 22

Oliver

The scent of the earth fills my senses. Rain coats everything in a fresh, new scent that makes me think of a future that's both uncertain and full of promise. I stretch, my claws extending into the soft earth beneath my paws as I do.

It's been too long since I've shifted forms. Too long since I've let my wolf take over and run free. My canine muscles are tense from disuse, and all I want to do is charge into the underbrush and run until I'm out of breath.

But there's much for me to do right now. Tonight's hunt is important for many reasons.

I turn and look back toward the others. The familiar wolves of my parents and brother are nearby. Behind them, more of the packmates I've known all my life are gathered to watch. Normally, my father would be organizing the hunters and leading us all into the woods. But tonight, all eyes are on me.

Tonight, I'm leading the pack.

My gaze turns back to the woods. Four large, imposing wolves stand between me and the trees. Their coats glisten in the moonlight, and their eyes are fixed on me with unwavering intensity. I'd never seen their wolves before tonight, but seeing them now, I feel as if I've known them forever.

Roman, Sebastian, Theo, and Lucas.

The four alphas that have turned my life upside down.

And tonight, they officially become my mates.

Normally there's a bonding ceremony between a single alpha and omega. Some sort of chase and romp in the woods. It varies from pack to pack, but things are different this time. With the five of us bonding, a new sort of ceremony was needed. One that celebrated our bond as a unit that's stronger as a whole. One that the entire pack can witness and attest to.

Which is why the five of us alone will be hunting a meal for the pack to enjoy. Our bond, my leadership, on full display for the pack to judge and appraise. As the future leader of the pack, I have to be able to provide for them, and so do my mates.

I shake my coat out, fluffing up my fur, and stride easily toward the four that are waiting for me. The rest of the pack sit and watch, silent and unmoving, from the moonlit field on the edge of the woods.

One by one, my alphas fall into line, flanking me as we head deeper into the woods. Old pine needles are soft underfoot and muffle our movement. The scents are muted, damp after the heavy rain from the previous night. This was a deliberate choice. A hunt like this is often just an excuse to play, a reason to shift and let our wolves out for a bit of exercise. We manage the local wildlife population very well and finding something to hunt is usually somewhat trivial.

Tonight is different, however. Tonight is a challenge. It's meant to be difficult. It's meant to use all of our skills together. To prove to everyone that the five of us bring something to the pack that we couldn't manage individually. That our strength lies in each other.

We head deeper and deeper into the woods, following game trails and old scent paths. My nose leads the way, picking up the slightest of scents and leading us deeper. I can hear the others sniffing, smelling, searching for any fresh scent that might lead us to a good catch.

Lucas snorts and stops short, drawing his head up and turning his nose into the wind. His movements draw everyone's attention, and we quickly mimic his movements. After a few seconds, I catch the scent too. Something big, something wild. Something worth chasing.

The hunt begins.

Our instincts take over and we sprint forward, the trail leading us uphill, weaving between trees and boulders, across streams and through patches of brambles. Each step is perfectly coordinated, our movements perfectly synchronized, as if the five of us were all connected by an invisible bond.

Up ahead, through the trees, I can see the dark shadow of something moving quickly through the woods. Heavy hooves churn the soft earth as the elk leaps and dashes, desperately trying to evade its pursuers.

The five of us are faster though, stronger, smarter, and more coordinated. There's no way it will be able to escape.

The hunt is over in a matter of minutes, and the elk is soon brought down as quickly and painlessly as possible. Tails wagging, panting, yipping at one another with excitement, we stand over our kill as a pack. The first successful hunt of our lives. The first of many, hopefully, that we'll be able to lead the pack through.

Raising our voices together, we howl a chorus that will summon the rest of the pack to our side. It's done. Our hunt has been a success. Now, the real celebration can begin.

As the rest of the pack begins to enjoy the meal we provided for them, the five of us slip away from them and withdraw even deeper into the woods. Secluded, hidden between the trees, we begin the second half of the bonding ceremony. The part that solidifies us all as mates for life.

Shifting forms, I reach out for the others and pull them close. They each take their place beside me, surrounding me, touching and holding me as their scents fill the air. The five of us are naked, our senses still heightened from the recent shift.

The feeling of their hands on my skin is enough to drive me wild. Roman and Theo stand behind me, their thick cocks rubbing against my hips and lower back as they run their hands across my chest.

Sebastian is kneeling in front of me, his tongue lapping eagerly at the precome oozing from my aching cock. Lucas is standing beside him, gently nibbling at my neck and earlobes, sending shivers of pleasure down my spine.

Roman and Theo both wrap their hands around my cock, stroking it in unison as Sebastian licks and sucks my balls. It's an intense sensation, the way their hands are working together. The warmth of their skin, the heat of their breath, the way their bodies move in unison.

"Oh gods," I gasp, reaching back and gripping Theo's thigh tightly.

"You like that?" Theo asks with a husky chuckle.

"Oh yes, keep going," I plead.

"You heard him," Roman teases.

"Mmm, he tastes good." Sebastian grins as he pulls back, licking his lips.

"Let's try something," Lucas says quietly.

"Anything," I agree, barely able to form a coherent thought.

The five of us continue, groping, grabbing, kissing, biting. Our movements are fluid, instinctual, primal. The forest fades from existence, the rest of the world falling away, leaving only the five of us and this moment.

Soon, I'm lying on a bed of pine needles as Roman moves between my thighs, rubbing his cock against my asshole. Theo kneels by my head, his cock dripping with precome before me. Sebastian is across from him on the other side of my head while Lucas moves to straddle my waist. The four of them are so focused on me, my pleasure, making me feel like the center of their universe.

"Are you ready for us?" Roman asks as he continues to press the tip of his cock against my asshole.

"Oh, yes, yes, please," I gasp. "Give it to me, I need it. I need you."

The four alphas smile and nod. They don't need any more encouragement.

Roman eases himself forward, and the sensation of his cock entering me sends waves of pleasure rippling through my body. Theo and Sebastian move closer and soon I'm eagerly sucking their cocks, relishing the taste of their precome as they run their fingers through my hair.

Lucas slides himself over my cock, and soon, I'm thrusting upwards, filling his tight asshole as he moans in pleasure.

The five of us are connected in so many ways. Our bodies, our souls, our fates.

I've never felt more loved. More complete. More wanted. More desired.

This is my pack. My mates. My family.

Together, we're going to be unstoppable.

Roman groans, his grip on my thighs tightening as he thrusts forward. The feeling of his thick cock filling me, stretching me, it's almost too much for me to take.

Theo's grip on my hair tightens, forcing his cock deeper into my mouth, and I accept it eagerly. I can taste the sweet, salty precome flowing from his tip, and my own cock throbs as he hits the back of my throat.

I pull back to catch my breath, saliva running down my chin as I look up at Theo with lust and love. Before I can say anything, Sebastian is leaning down to claim my lips with his. We're kissing, deeply, savoring each other's mouths.

Meanwhile, my cock is being squeezed relentlessly by Lucas's asshole. As an omega, I've never experienced anything like this before. It's overwhelming, and the fact that Lucas chose to do this with me is special in so many ways.

He's riding me with the most erotic expression I've ever seen. He's biting his lip, his brow is furrowed, and his face is flushed bright red. He's so gorgeous, it's hard to focus on anything else.

Roman is pounding his cock into me, fucking me with reckless abandon. The force of his thrusts pushes me deeper into Lucas, who gasps and moans with every motion. Theo and Sebastian continue to hold me, their cocks rubbing against my face, my cheeks, and my neck.

My mates and I are one. Inseparable. United.

The five of us cry out together, moaning and groaning, panting and grunting. Pleasure washes over me, wave after wave, filling me to the brim.

And then I come. Hard. My cock twitches and throbs as Lucas's ass tightens around it. As if on cue, I feel Roman's knot swell and stretch to fill me. The heat of his come floods my body and sends me into a spiral of ecstasy.

"Fuuuuuck," Theo moans as I continue to suck and lick his cock.

I'm gasping and panting for breath, but the night is still young and my four alphas are far from through with me. By the time morning rises, they'll each have knotted me at least once, maybe more, and I'll have come more times than I can count.

This is the start of our bond as mates, our lives together. This is just the beginning.