29. Logan

The bell over the door jingles, and I look up from my laptop to see my wood nymph breezing in. She goes to her tippy toes looking for me, and I find myself walking to greet her. The security team follows her, stopping at the door. When Sadie stepped back, the Kings agreed with us that until things die down, the precaution is necessary. But even in Knotty Pines, I always feel better when someone from the pack is with her.

She's wearing her auburn waves in a braid today. Amid the overpowering scent of coffee, I smell her floral perfume mixed with the scent of her rose shampoo. I weave through the small crowd gathered near the checkout counter and tuck her against my side.

"Hey, beautiful." I lean in, rubbing her cheek. Do I know why the fuck I do it? Not really, but I generally follow my instincts when it comes to her, and right now, I want to bathe in her scent.

"Hello to you too, Lo," Sadie teases, squirming from my grasp. Her cheeks heat as she notices a few people giving us looks.

I rope her back to me and slant my lips over hers, teasing her until she melts into me and forgets the audience of the coffee shop. I don't push it too far, giving her one more peck before stepping back and ushering her toward the table. "How did it go?"

She wipes her face, turning serious, except the side of her lips twitches, giving her away.

"I told you they would turn out amazing," I say smugly.

Her face breaks into a wide grin, that dimple I fucking love winking at me. I kiss the spot and pull out her chair. She makes an appreciative humming noise when she takes a sip of the drink I ordered for her.

I take the chair across from her, watching with amusement as she has some kind of out-of-body experience with the churro cronut I added to her order. One of my favorite things in the world is to watch this woman eat. Do I know why the fuck it makes my heart so happy when she experiences new food? Nope, not really. But it's almost always accompanied by these little sounds of pleasure and wiggly dances that means my omega is happy, so I roll with it. The sex noises don't hurt.

When she slows down, she raises the other half of the cronut toward me. "So good, Lo. You gotta try it."

I tear a bite from her fingers, sucking eagerly as I go.

Her eyes flash, the hazel speckled with liquid heat. "Behave."

I take the last bite and do the same thing, twirling my tongue and licking the cinnamon and sugar off her fingers.

"Absolutely shameless." She gives me a rueful smile and snatches her hand back, but the newest wave of her perfume fills the space between us.

"You love it," I tease, packing my laptop into my bag.

"I do," she says softly. "Now are you ready to hear the news or not? I'm dying over here!"

I laugh at her pretend pout. "Hit me with it. They were so impressed they hired you on the spot when they saw your photos?"

Sadie shakes her head, her smile indulgent. "No. I just sent them in. Sofia helped me get set up with the computer at the library that has the editing software."

"If you know the software, I can see about getting it for my laptop or Tristian's desktop in the office so you can edit at home." I gather our trash and hold out my hand.

She clasps her fingers through mine and leans her head on my shoulder as we walk. "Thanks, Lo. Let's see if I get the job first. But I sent the pictures in with a resume and called Lizzy to let her know."

"I'm proud of you, beautiful." I open the door for her, then tuck her back against me when we step onto the sidewalk in the blaring afternoon sun. It's a little past five o'clock, but the sun is kicking. May is almost upon us, and the heat seems to have settled in.

We walk leisurely toward Hunter's garage, and I fill her in on my last day testifying before the Alpha Council. It looks like the council will be recommending new regulations for all secondary gender meds and putting forward an amendment to protect scents and secondary gender gene makers, including upping the sentencing for biological tampering. We won, though I'm sure it's all the Kings and their slick spy network. Those fuckers are so smooth, they could sell ice to polar bears.

"With the council closing this out, I think we can be done with the city unless you plan to attend your mother's trial next month."

Sadie hums thoughtfully before shaking her head. "Maybe. I don't know, but if I decide to go, it will be for me and not anyone else."

"That's the spirit." I kiss the side of her head.

"Thank you, Lo. For… for all of it."

"I would do anything I can for you, beautiful, and this was all in my power to give."

Her bond fills with gratitude, and I tug her closer, taking in her lush scent as we walk through town. We've got a date with our alpha tonight, though neither of us know where Hunter is taking us. He just asked us to meet him here after the garage closed. Knowing our alpha, it could be anything from a kinky excursion to a hole-in-the-wall biker bar to hog hunting on his cousin's airboat. Doesn't usually matter, because with these two, it always ends in some kind of crazy adventure.

Sadie stops to chat with Chad, one of the mechanics from Hunter's crew, on his way out. I watch, fascinated as always by how she manages to charm the gruff alpha into giving her more than a passing grunt.

My phone buzzes in my pocket, and I extricate myself from Sadie's arms to take the call from my editor. I shoo her inside when Chad leaves, but I'm stuck answering questions about the close of the investigation. Every time Hunter sees me on my phone lately, I get the look, and usually it isn't the one that means orgasms with my spanking. He's ready for me to be less plugged in. I can't wait to put this all behind us, and after today's session, that will finally be possible.

I wrap up with my editor and make my way into Hunt's shop. The lights are off in the front office and the closed sign is up. I lock the door behind me and call for my mates. In the bond, they're both turned on, and I smirk when I hear the muffled rumble of Hunter's voice coming from the shop bay. I weave through the cars and tools toward his personal workstation in the back.

The lust in the bond tugging me closer doesn't prepare me for the sight my two mates make. I've pictured my alpha with my omega in this garage plenty. The glass counter in the lobby is a personal favorite of mine. But it's nothing like seeing them in person.

Hunter's sitting on his high-back work stool, Sadie between his wide spread legs, her summer dress pulled up to her waist and her round ass on display. His meaty fingers dig into the rounded globes, his dark tattoos in high contrast to her pale skin. He lightly taps her ass and the flesh shakes.

His hand darts between her cheeks, snapping her thong, then teasing her ass. She bucks and gasps into their kiss. The wave of her arousal rushes into me through the bond and my dick throbs against my zipper.

I palm my cock as Hunter picks her up and walks her to the old Bronco he's restoring. He sets her on the hood and spreads her legs, his big hand roaming over her belly and down over her lace-clad pussy. He slowly drags his fingers through her center, kneading against her clit.

He whispers something then crashes his lips over hers. She chases his mouth then backs off, letting loose these sweet horny sounds. Hunter scrapes his teeth along her skin and dips down to suck her nipple through her dress.

The two of them together are rawer than I've ever seen them outside of her heat. It's primal the way they're looking at each other. I feel the intensity of the moment in the bond, and it makes my heart ache in the best way.

Her legs hitch around his waist, and she arches her spine as our alpha kisses a trail to the bunched dress at her waist. He drags the fabric slowly up and tosses the dress behind him.

It lands close to where I'm standing, and I know then that I'm caught. I can feel his anticipation in the bond, but he doesn't call me out yet.

Instead, he pushes back Sadie's knee, bracing her foot on the hood, then he drops to kneel on the garage floor. He pulls her panties aside and exposes her puffy pink pussy, shining with slick. His tongue flicks out, then he's nuzzling her, sucking and licking her flesh. He darts into her hole with long swipes of his tongue, and she bucks, thrusting her hips into his touch.

The sight of him eating her out in his work coveralls as she threads her fingers through his hair and rides his face is better than any fantasy. I undo my pants and spit on my cock, grabbing it in a rough twist.

"Get over here where you belong, Lo," Sadie moans.

I jerk my gaze from where Hunter is buried between her legs and lock eyes with my omega. Her expression is a picture of ecstasy, her lips parted and her chest heaving. I strip on my way to them, making a detour for a bottle of lube I have stashed in Hunt's office.

When I return to them, Hunt is naked and Sadie is on her knees, her luscious lips stretched wide around our alpha's thick cock. I join them, crawling beside Sadie.

"Boy, say hello. Give Sadie and me a kiss," Hunter says, his voice like rumbling rocks.

The dirty command lights me up inside and I lean in eagerly, taking in their combined scents of sex. Sadie pops off his cock with a wet sound. I give her a messy kiss around Hunter's slick crown.

He purrs, "Yes, you two are so fucking beautiful together."

My hand snakes between her legs and I run circles around her clit while our alpha goes wild above us. Watching her hollow her cheeks as she sucks him down her throat makes my cock spurt pre-cum. He grips my hair, hard enough to make my cock jump, and palms Sadie's cheek as she takes him deep.

"Love watching my two mates take me together."

He pulls out, then his thick cock fills my mouth and I groan around him, loving the feel. He lets out the most delicious low rumbles as Sadie and I lick and suck his cock together, taking turns deep throating him, and tease each other until we're both on edge and ready to come.

"Enough teasing." Hunter picks up Sadie under her arms and she clings to his waist.

He carries her to a worktable laid out with tools, swipes them into a pile, and sets her on the metal tabletop. She scrambles to her knees and presents for him, wiggling her ass at our alpha.

"Aren't you a pretty sight that I can't wait to dirty up, princess," Hunter says, palming her ass.

He grips the backs of her thighs and sucks on her clit, growling into her skin. Her spine curves into that beautiful arch, and she whimpers. Hunter's hard cock bobs against his stomach, and before I'm aware, my fist is on my cock and I'm moving to them.

Hunter stands, popping her ass and crashing his mouth into mine. The kiss is powerful and full of his heady dominance. The care in it wraps around my excitement, making my heart swell.

Inside our bonds, the three of us are bathing each other in drowning doses of arousal that make my limbs tingle and my eyelids droop.

Hunter grabs my ass and pulls me to him, our hard dicks sliding against each other. The ridge of his cock rubs my sensitive head and I buck my hips in response, desperate with the need to fuck. Sadie watches us over her shoulder, her hand squeezing her tits as Hunter spanks my ass in hard, rapid succession until my skin is hot and my dick is aching.

He pops my ass in send-off. "On the other side."

I take up my position and watch as our alpha glides his cock through her slick and eases into her. Sadie is thrust forward, and her breath ghosts over my cock.

"Look at you, our beautiful omega. You gonna suck on our beta's cock for your alpha? Let me watch him fuck your pretty mouth while I stuff you on my cock?"

"Yes, alpha, want it." She makes a keening cry, lunging for me.

Sadie suckles the head and licks me with long, swirling loops of her tongue. Her eyes roll back, and I grab her hair, steadying her as I take a tentative thrust into her mouth. She's so fucking needy right now, it's driving me crazy. I love when we're together like this, how we both fall under our alpha's command and let him wreck us with pleasure.

"Fuck her mouth, boy. Let me see her enjoy taking both our cocks."

The muffled sounds she's making as she greedily sucks me fan the heat in my groin. That desire is punctuated by the loud slap of Hunter's thighs smacking into hers.

"That's it, princess. You take our cocks like such a good girl. I love how eager you are. Such a good omega for your mates."

She moans around my cock, hollowing her cheeks and taking me deeply. It's too much. His words. Her sweet mouth. The way Hunter fucks her on his cock, reaching around and furiously rubbing her clit and making her wild.

"Please, alpha." I try to hold back until Hunter gives permission, but Sadie's orgasm floods the bond and my cock erupts.

She swallows me down, her beautiful face a mess of mascara. The look of it running down her cheeks is the sexiest sight, and it causes a shiver to run through me as I spill cum into her mouth. She pops off my cock, using her small hand to glide up and down my shaft until I'm wrung out.

Hunter throws his head back and roars, his orgasm adding to ours until it feels as if I might pass out from pleasure.

"Not that I'm complaining, but what the fuck just happened?" I ask, bracing against the table and trying to catch my breath. "We never even made it to the lube."

We just had incredibly hot vanilla sex in our alpha's auto shop. It's a little out of ordinary. Sex in his office? Absolutely happened. Sex out here? Never. And we were all so riled up that we went for it. Even my normally patient alpha was desperate.

Hunter groans. "I think we just had ourselves a heat flare."

Sadie lets out an orgasm-drunk laugh. "I think that might have been why you tried to mark me at the coffee shop."

Duh, Lo.Her scent. It's more potent today than usual. That makes sense with her heat due soon. We're in for random days of pheromone-induced sex-flares and awful crampy fevers before the real fun starts. I can't fucking wait. I've been training for a sex marathon my whole life. I was made to serve her during her heats.

Hunter picks up Sadie and tucks her into his chest. "Grab our clothes, baby. Let's cuddle in the office and make sure it was a flare and not the start of her heat before we head out." He passes by me on the way to the office, leaning in to kiss my forehead. "Don't think you got away with that just because it's a flare."

I grab our clothes and trail behind them.

Hunter teases Sadie and me about putting me in a cock cage.

Been there. Done that. Don't want the T-shirt.

"Let me hold the key," Sadie argues, pretending to pout at Hunter's dubious laugh.

We get dressed in an uncoordinated jumble of limbs, then collapse into a heap on Hunter's worn-in couch. Sadie and I snuggle, tangled together against Hunter's firm chest. When he wraps his arms around us both, every muscle in my body fully turns to goo.

"Power snuggle. Fifteen minutes. Then we have plans," Hunter rasps.

I close my eyes, running my fingers through Sadie's hair and breathing in the scent of my mates. My mind feels fuzzy with post-orgasm clouds, and I float.

Before I'm ready, I'm jostled. I grumble against the movement.

"Lo, wake up, baby," Sadie murmurs.

I snuggle back down and ignore her request, wanting to stay here on Hunter's chest.

"Up, boy." Hunter pops my thigh at the same time Sadie tickles my armpit.

"I'm up!" I scramble from the couch, practically tripping over the filing cabinet in my hasty escape. I hold my hands under my pits in protection, glaring accusingly at my two mates who are laughing at me.

"I'm up. But you evil people owe me a coffee," I grouse.

They humor me, letting me run and grab another coffee while Hunter loads his surprise on the back of his truck. He borrowed two beginner bikes from a friend and is going to give us riding lessons.

As the sun sets, we take the old country road out of town to Hunter's family pack property, singing along to the radio while I sip my coffee. Hunter sends Sadie inside the sprawling ranch home to get changed while I help him unload the bikes. When she emerges into the light of the porch beam, my mouth goes dry, and my gut simmers with a new spark of heat. She's all legs and curves in the leather jumper Hunter got for the occasion. She's like Catwoman strutting around, and I have fantasies of leaning down to lick her boot as Hunter paddles my ass.

"Gods, you look like you're about to take me over your knee, princess," Hunter says, voice strangled by lust.

"Better watch out or I will," she teases, pretending to cast a whip. It's too bad she only ever gets bossy with Elliot, because I'd love to do a role-play night where she brings me to my knees.

Hunter gets the bikes ready and spends the next thirty minutes teaching Sadie and me about motorcycle safety before letting us loose on his parents' wide circular dirt driveway. The night is warm, and the soothing sound of night critters accompanies the blanket of heat. His dads flow out onto their porch and join the instruction, laughing along as Sadie and I stop and start on the bikes a dozen times before we get the hang of it.

It's easy, as it usually is between the three of us when all the other shit life throws at us isn't in the way. We ride in circles around their driveway until Hunter is satisfied that we can drive to the end of their country road and back. Sadie and I ride side by side, her braid kicking up and mixing with her shrieks of joy on the wind. We turn around and do it again, the smile on Hunter's face mesmerizing.

He loves to ride his bike, but it's not built for three. Teaching us both to ride means we can all go out together. And while I'll probably always prefer to sit bitch, I think Sadie's gonna love to race next to him.

We come to a stop by his parents' front porch, and I turn off my bike.

"You two look sexy as fuck riding." Hunter whistles, helping Sadie take off her helmet before whisking her into his arms.

She laughs, deep and sultry, as he spins her around, smothering her in kisses. I take off my gear and join them, my legs wobbly but heart full.

"We'll practice a little more, then we'll get you both a license," Hunter adds, wrapping his arm around my shoulder and pulling me into their hug.

"Driving a motorcycle is going on the bucket list," Sadie says wistfully.

"I think it has to go on the list before you can cross it off. You've already done it," I tease her.

"My list, my rules," she declares.

Hunter kisses her forehead. "My rules for now. Let me load up the bikes while y'all go say goodbye, and we'll grab some dinner in town before we head back."

Sadie grabs my hand and pulls me toward the house, her bond thrumming with adrenaline and a carefree happiness I don't know I've ever felt from her before. These last few months were rough, but getting to the other side, I realize that if we can handle that, we can handle anything together.