Chapter 31

The scent of Annika's perfume finally wears me down. I aim for her at the same time Grady pulses in the bond. That motherfucker. I think he abandoned his post, keeping watch, to join in the fuckery.

I come around the corner into the middle of the maze, and it's clear he did.

That sneaky bastard.

Kane is on his back, with Annika riding him and Grady kneeling between his spread thighs. My tongue swipes over my lower lip as I study the scene like a total voyeur.

Our omega looks totally wrecked, but it seems like she's greatly enjoying every moment of what's happening.

Cas stretches a hand over, brushing his fingers across her cheek, and my anger grows. It's fucked up that they left me out. Based on his lack of clothing, I'm guessing he also fully enjoyed participating.

Grady's ass flexes as he thrusts deep and freezes. His low growl fills the air as Annika wails.

Jesus Christ.

They really should have included me.

Grady pulls out of her ass, falling to the blanket next to Kane.

Annika's eyes widen as she spots me, and a delicious smile crosses her face. "I missed you."

"Good." I grin, wrapping my arms around her middle and lifting her.

Kane's slick cock bounces against his stomach. He raises a hand, flipping me off. "Dick. Who said you could steal her?"

"Let's get you inside, so we can clean up and get some rest," I coo to the exhausted omega, completely ignoring Kane.

Her bare tits press against my T-shirt as she nods, burying her face in my throat. "Sounds good to me."

I scoff, striding off to the sounds of Kane growling.

Yeah, he can fuck all the way off.

I don't feel a single ounce of guilt as I track through the maze, back toward the house. She smells so strongly of all three of their cum that I'm sure my shirt is soaked with it, but that's an easy fix.

Once we shower, I'm snuggling with my omega in the nest.

"You're being seriously bossy," Annika grumbles as I finish drying her hair.

"Yeah, you'll get over it." I chuckle, tossing the towel aside and pulling her into my chest. "Are you sure you don't want anything to eat before we hunker down for the night?"

"No." She wraps her arms under mine, hugging me.

It's an affectionate move that makes my heart race.

"Can I at least get you to drink some fluids?" I ask, nuzzling my cheek to the top of her head.

"I guess."

"Actually, before you drink anything, let's take your temperature." I grab the device off the bathroom counter. "Grady said it's important to keep an eye on it."

Moving my arm down, I scoop her up.

She scrambles to hold on as I lift her, and it's so endearing that I find myself tightening my hold.

"It was probably dangerous when I was in the maze with the others, but that wave passed."

"That may be true, but I would still feel safer if we checked." I shake it in front of her lips until she opens her mouth. "Tongue up."

She rolls her eyes, but the bond lights up with something. It's not the displeasure that her outward appearance suggests.

I believe that emotion is gratitude, or possibly happiness, that I want to look after her. The bond truly is a gift. It's incredible being able to sense how she's actually feeling versus what my assumptions are based on the look on her face.

Now that she's holding the thermometer on her own, I wrap my other arm around her curvy frame and lead us to the nest. It's unfortunate that the bathroom isn't inside the nest, but considering how old the house is, it's not a bad distance.

I changed the sheets once Kane brought her down to eat but left the blankets. It seemed like she wanted those saturated in our scents. The thermometer beeps just as I'm pushing the door closed with my ass.

"It's not dangerous, like I said." She squints at it. "It looks like it's just shy of 107. That's pretty normal."

"And what temperature is considered dangerous for omegas?" I ask, setting her down on the edge of the mattress.

She stretches around the pushed-back gauzy curtain to drop the device on the end table next to the bed. "Omegas are fine with temperatures up to 110. Spikes of 112 are fine, but only if it comes down quickly after being knotted. I know my fever is getting dangerous when my eyes start to burn and ache. I promise to warn you if I think it's necessary."

I clear my throat, trying to keep my concern from spilling over in the bond. Those types of temperatures would kill an alpha or a beta.

Nodding to the middle of the bed, I say, "Scoot over for me."

She wiggles back, and I take the side by the edge. I left bottles of water on the nightstand, since it's such a hike to the kitchen.

Grabbing one, I crack it and turn back to my omega. "Just a few sips to make me feel better. I wouldn't want you to get dehydrated on my watch."

"Fine." She sits up enough that she can take a few long swigs. Once she's done, I take a sip and put it back on the nightstand.

I settle next to her, and she scoots over, resting her head on my shoulder before tossing her leg over mine. My hand falls on her hip as she brushes her fingers over my chest.

"Your scent…" She hums. "It makes me feel safe."

"Good." I bend to kiss her forehead. "You never have to worry when I'm with you."

The bond fills with a warm feeling I think might be contentment.

This little omega is absolutely my perfect match. She's sweet and tender but also capable of looking after herself.

It's a hell of a combination.

My cock jumps as she rubs her thigh over it.

I chuckle. "Let's get some rest. I'm here if you need me."

"Okay." She yawns. "Thanks. Don't be surprised if I climb on your cock while you're sleeping."

"Well, I'm never going to complain about that. So, go right ahead," I murmur, focusing on purring. The low vibration starts in my chest, and Annika coos. It's the most adorable sound I've ever heard, and my heart races. "Get some rest. You feel a little like a portable heater."

"Sorry about that," she mumbles.

"I'm okay," Annika whispers, breaking me out of a dead sleep. Her slick little pussy slides down my cock as she groans against my chest. "I mean, I will be. Probably. If these cramps don't take me out first."

"Goddamn," I hiss as my brain wakes up enough to realize that she's burning my skin.

Not to mention…my dick.

We're told alphas are better equipped to handle an omega's heat spikes, but it's physically painful—even if it simultaneously feels incredible.

"Ward, I ache." Her face wallows around my bare chest.

"I know. Want me to take over and fuck you through the mattress?" I tilt my head down to try to see her face.

"Nah." Kane startles the hell out of me. "How about you turn around, princess? I'll help you ride him and offer backup assistance."

I quirk an eyebrow.

That doesn't really seem like his style. Then again, he bit her. He's officially part of this pack.

"Okay," Annika agrees, using my shoulders as leverage to push herself up. "But I'm going to need someone to make me come. I ache everywhere, like when you catch the flu."

"Don't worry. We've got you." I give her a smile. "Now, spin around and show me that fantastic ass."

"That, I can do." She nods as Kane helps her turn. My cock falls against her thigh as she faces my feet. Her hot hand burns my skin as she grabs my length and brings it back to her opening. She sinks down much easier this time, considering it's already wet with her slick. "Oh, God. Yeah, that feels unreal."

"Let me help." He pulls her up and drops her, using his hold on her hips.

She groans, curling toward him as he kneels near my legs. "Christ. My cervix isn't going to be happy with any of us after this heat."

She truly is precious.

I chuckle darkly. "Let's not encourage the breeding impulse. It's already trying to convince me of illogical things."

"We've got a few enemies to take out before we start talking about kids," Kane says, brushing his fingers over her clit. "Then we've got to pick a state to live in. Try to figure out how to keep Grady on a leash. And then, maybe we can discuss the next generation."

"Yeah, agreed, but we can totally role-play." She looks at me over her shoulder. "And you can tell me all about how you want to breed me because it makes my impulses ecstatic."

"You got it, lass." My dick jumps as her inner walls start to ripple.

Holy fucking shit.

It's even more intense than it has been. That has to be some biological function. I'm sure it ties back to the breeding impulse too.

Kane dips his head to suck on her tit, and Annika whines. Both of us release wicked growls in response.

My head tilts as Grady rolls over from the other side of the bed. I'm not sure how I missed him originally, but he chuckles.

"It's almost like I know what's coming," he says in a humor-lined tone.

"Yeah," Annika agrees. "Someone needs to knot me or…" She moans as Kane pinches her pussy lips. A second later, he slides a thick finger inside her.

Her perfume floods the air, and Grady rolls closer.

"Huh, I'm a little impressed. I thought I was going to have to coach you through this." He laughs.

Kane's hand brushes my knot as he works his finger in and out until she starts to sob.

Annika falls back against my chest as her entire body quakes. It's intense feeling her slick gush down my balls, but it's her euphoria in the bond that sends a pulse straight to my cock.

"Lube is your friend in this situation." Grady shoves himself off the bed in a pair of low-slung sweats and walks around to the bedside table. He snatches out a bottle of lube and tosses it at Kane. "We've always used the rule of two at a time, maximum. If you're both going to fit in her pussy, then"—he nods—"I suggest being generous with that, and it puts her ass off-limits."

I bring a hand up, pulling her hair back from her face. "You're such a good omega. A perfect fucking gift. Do you think you can take us both? Your delicious little cunt is already taking my breath away."

Her pheromones tinge the air, like she purposely wants to entice us.

"Who the fuck made you the boss of her heat, anyway?" Kane growls at Grady as he moves to kneel over my thighs.

Grady laughs, kneeling at the edge of the bed. "It's important to you to take point on our safety because you feel most qualified. I've mostly given you that. Have you ever ridden out a heat, Kane?"

Kane flips him off, grabbing the bottle from the bed.

"Exactly. I have experience, so I get to be the referee for at least this first go around," Grady says, dipping his mouth to Annika's tit.

"You know, I'm probably going to die of old age before someone actually knots me," Annika snaps, wiggling her hips.

I grab the tit Grady isn't sucking and give it a squeeze while Kane handles lubing his cock. Someone's fingers brush my shaft, but my head is so hazy with Annika's perfume saturating the air that it takes me a while to realize it's Grady pulling her lower lips farther apart.

"Don't worry, baby. I've got you," he coos in her ear.

She shakes against my chest as Kane's palm lands near my stomach. He has to lean at an angle to make room for Grady, but I feel like we're making a solid team effort. Even if the extent of my job is to lie here and support everyone's weight.

My cock is rock fucking hard and desperate for her to move, but all that changes when Kane thrusts the head of his dick inside her. Annika screams, curling toward him, but Grady blocks her and pushes her back down to my chest.

"Are you okay?" I ask, trying to feel her out in the bond.

It's pure chaos, to the point I don't know if I can pick her out individually.

Grady says, "Give it just a second. That omega biology will convert it to pure pleasure. Breathe, baby. No panicking. I'm right here." He works her clit as her legs shake, and she finally nods.

"More," she sobs.

Kane barely pulls out and thrusts back in. The pressure is so severe, it's almost painful. Luckily, the more Grady works Annika's clit, the slicker she gets.

Kane practices with several gentle strokes; it feels impossible that he's managed to fit inside her cunt right alongside me.

Annika begs like an omega lost to the fog. "Yeah, it's like an entire dick-length knot. Holy fuck, that feels good. Harder!"

"Really?" Kane asks. "Ouch. Jesus Christ, woman. You just drew blood."

"We've got more than two princesses." Grady chuckles, kissing her cheek. "Once you get acclimated, how do you feel about me fucking your throat?"

"Okay," she groans.

"Fuck, no," I growl. "Not in this position. I'm already trapped under both of them."

"Oh, yeah, I'm…" Annika wails.

Kane curses, and with her pussy rippling around both of us, I don't have a hope of holding back as she comes. I'm clearly the most useless factor in this equation because all I can do is wrap an arm around her waist from under her and growl as my cock jolts.

The combination of feeling everyone else's pleasure in the bond, along with her perfume in the air makes the fog hit full force. It's the last logical thought I have as Kane fucks Annika on my cock.