The Next Day

Carys

I didn't think I'd ever fall asleep after everything that happened last night, but once I laid down, I found myself drifting off within seconds. Maybe it was the comfort of knowing I had my whole pack around me— all four of them .

Isaac moves around the shed, coming up next to me. “How are you feeling?”

“I’m fine.” I can’t help but smile. Isaac has probably asked me that at least a thousand times this morning. “Sit with me.” I pat the patio chair next to me.

Kofi dragged two chairs off of the porch so Isaac and I could be with Swanley and Jud while they worked on the gazebo. There’s just something about watching sweaty, sexy men working in the sun that makes the world feel right.

“Jud looks like he feels better,” Isaac says, watching the young alpha move easily.

Kofi dressed his wound again this morning, and apparently it’s looking really good. I wish I knew what Swanley and Judson were arguing about that made them fight like that. But I guess it doesn’t matter. The important thing is that it seems to have settled things between the two alphas. They’ve been…not nice to each other, but not hateful either.

“I swear to god,” Judson snaps at Swanley, “are you physically incapable of working with other human beings?”

The red-haired alpha scowls, resting his nail gun against his shoulder. “I work just fine,” he says firmly. “It's everyone else that is the problem.”

“Just hold the damn thing in place,” Jud points at the long wooden board, teetering on the workbench. “I can’t balance it and measure at the same time.”

Swan rolls his eyes, but does as he’s asked. My red-haired alpha watches quietly as Jud lines up the measuring tape. “Measure from here,” Swanley says as he points to the wood. “The grain is better here.”

Jud nods, resting the tape where Swan told him, then he slips his pencil down the wood. This is how they work. They bicker and snip, then help each other. I kind of love it.

“It’s gonna be a hot day,” Isaac hums as he looks up at the sky. He’s wearing a pair of soft black joggers and an oversized tee. It seems like a stuffy choice given how warm it already is, but my nightgown offers plenty of reprieve from the heat. “When do you think the gazebo will be done?”

“Well,” Swanley assesses their progress, before glancing back at the ground he leveled out yesterday. “We have to wait for the cement to dry before we can put the base together.”

I hadn’t noticed before, but the flat bit of earth behind them is sectioned off and filled with the smooth, gray substance.

“I thought you weren’t doing a cement base?” Isaac says, looking from Judson to Swanley. “You said it was pointless.”

“When did you pour the cement?” I ask, suddenly realizing it wasn’t done when we went to bed last night. “Did you two work on this in the middle of the night?”

Swanley freezes up, just staring back at me, and Jud gives me a half-hearted shrug.

“Um. Yeah,” Jud says as his hand moves to the bandaged wound on his side. He covers the mark protectively, before slowly lowering his hand again. But based on the look on his face, my guess is that he doesn’t even realize he did it.

“Really?” Isaac’s expression mirrors mine—curious, but also very confused. “So, did you two work on the gazebo before or after you got into your fight?”

Swanley shifts from one foot to the other, then he smiles wide. “Jud and I were talking about the gazebo yesterday.” He scans the piece of wood Judson just measured. It’s clear he trying to think of a decent answer.

The two alphas were up to no good last night, acting like idiots and fighting in the yard. But I’m dying to know what they did that required cement to be mixed and poured.

“Jud pointed out that the whole area here,” Swan turns, flinging his hand out as if to point to something, and he pops Judson right in the stomach.

“Fuck!” The young alpha hisses, clutching his side.

Dred settles in my gut and I push myself out of my chair, rushing over to help.

“Oh, shit!” Swanley rests his hand on Jud’s back, leaning down to check on him. I swear he whispers something before standing up and saying, “I’m so sorry. Isaac, will you grab Kofi? He should look at his wound.”

“Let’s get you inside.” I wrap my arm around Jud’s trim waist. He rests his hand on my hip, letting me lead him. Surprisingly, the young alpha doesn’t yell at Swan. In fact, both of them look rather happy to be heading back inside.

“Kofi!” Isaac runs ahead of us. “We need you!”

We all gather in the kitchen while our pack alpha looks over Jud’s cut. It looks amazing. It’s not puffy or red, and the skin is already starting to knit. Swanley rolls his eyes, saying something about young alphas healing a little too quickly.

“Will you get me a fresh bandage?” Kofi looks up at me.

I immediately nod, eager to help. Feet patter behind me, and I instantly know Isaac is following me. I’m thankful he is because I’m feeling a little dizzy. I think I got a little too worked up.

We move down the hall, and an odd sensation begins to grow right behind my eyes. It’s tense and hot, spreading quickly down my body.

“Isaac?” I grab his arm to steady myself.

“What’s wrong?” His voice instantly pitches high with fear.

“I…uh….” I don’t want to tell him I don’t feel good. He’ll yell for Kofi and then they’ll all make a terrible fuss. “I need to sit in my nest,” I say, curling my fingers around his wrist. “Will you sit with me?”

“Of course,” Isaac opens the doorway to my cove, then he holds out his hand as he helps me up the little steps.

Once inside, I can breathe again, but the relief my nest brings me is only temporary. The second my cheek touches my pillow, my abs flex and cramp. My mind instantly zeros in on the baby.

“I-Isaac,” I stutter, reaching out for him. I need help.

“What’s wrong?” His eyes go wide as he leans down, taking in every inch of my face. “Let me go get Kofi.”

“No!” My hand flies out, gripping his wrist hard. “Don’t leave me!” It’s so stupid, but I’m filled with so much fear and confusion…and heat. Why is it so hot?

“Carys,” Isaac whines my name. “Please, let me go get Kofi.”

A sudden chill grips me, and I tremble hard, but it’s followed quickly by a wild heat that starts in the pit of my stomach and grows outward. It’s intense, twisting and turning into an electric heat. I hold my breath, trying to force it away, but it does no good.

“Kofi!” Isaac yells at the top of his lungs as I begin to pant. “It’s Carys.” His palms run a slow path up and down my back, making goosebumps rise.

“Isaac,” I growl my beta’s name as I tangle my fists in his shirt. “D-don’t—” My words come out stilted, scraping against the front of my throat.

“What’s wrong?” Kofi rams straight to my cove and I immediately lash out, snarling and growling, warning him not to come any closer.

“Shit,” Swanley’s eyes go wide as he watches me. “What’s wrong with her?”

“I-I don’t know,” Isaac whispers as I drag my nose up the long column of his neck. Kofi and Swan’s marks shine like twin silver circles just beneath his ear. I press my nose to them, inhaling deeply. Isaac smells so incredibly good. He’s a fresh summer day. Warm, clean, inviting, delicious . I push out a low purr, pressing my flat tongue against his marks, then I lick straight up in one long, wonderful stripe.

“Is everything okay?” Judson’s deep voice pricks my ears.

Glancing over, I take in the wonderful sight of all three of my alphas watching us intensely. They want to be here with us, but not yet. I’m not ready for them.

“Isaac.” His name comes out more like a hiss as I push my beta onto his back. “You taste so good.” I hum, lapping and nuzzling him. Slick starts to gather between my legs as my movements become more ravenous.

“Carys,” Kofi’s voice is firm, commanding me to look at him. “May I come into your nest, omega?”

A small smile lifts one side of my mouth, and I shake my head no. “ Mine .” I cover Isaac’s body with my own. I don’t want to share him. I refuse .

“Omega,” Swanley purrs, settling onto his knees right in front of the little steps. “What are you doing, pretty girl?”

I ignore him, clawing at my nightgown. I rip it off, flinging the horrible thing away.

“Oh my god,” Isaac whispers as I settle on his hips. His cock is hard, pressing right up against my center. Only the thin material of his joggers separate us.

“What’s wrong with her?” Judson whispers. “Is she in heat? She’s pregnant. She can’t?—”

“Calm down,” Kofi chuckles. “It’s a pregnancy-induced heat. It’s perfectly normal.” His dark eyes are filled with so much adoration as he watches me. “Our omega is perfectly healthy.”

Warmth spreads and my clit aches. “Beta.” I sit up, grinding my hips down on him. “I need that cock.”

Isaac bites his bottom lip, nodding, while Swanley lets out a soft curse word under his breath.

“Take care of her, Izzy,” Swanley purrs. “Make our girl come all over your beautiful cock.”

Isaac nods as if lost in a trance, then he slips his thumbs into his waistband. Feeling far too impatient, I lift up, then rip his pants clear off his body. Isaac gasps from the force, but before he can say a word, I jump back on him, forcing his cock deep inside me.

“Fuck!” Isaac yells out, gripping my hips hard. I roll them as hot slick pours from my pussy, creating a sloppy wet mess between us. “Carys,” his voice is soft and strained as he looks down his body to where we’re connected. “You feel so good.”

“Bounce for me,” Kofi says, eyeing my chest. “Let me see those beautiful tits jiggle.”

I do as I’m told, arching my back and bracing my hands on Isaac’s knees, then I bounce hard and fast. The sensation instantly changes, hitting that wonderful bundle of nerves deep inside me.

The rising heat inside of me doubles, and my thighs begin to tremble as I shatter into a million pieces. Isaac’s cock twitches and his fingers curl into my flesh, his own orgasm spilling into me.

“Fuck, that’s sexy,” Swanley rumbles.

“More.” I hold out my hand to my alphas. My first orgasm hasn’t even subsided yet, but the need to get it back is almost ravenous. “I need more.”

Kofi and Swanley instantly strip off their clothes, displaying their amazing bodies to me. My gaze lingers on their big cocks, both bobbing up and down as they enter.

“Judson,” I snap at the young alpha, enraged he still hasn't moved. “Now!’

“But,” Judson looks to Kofi as if waiting for permission or something like that.

“Go on,” Kofi says as he settles next to me. “Your omega wants you.”

Judson instantly shoves his pants down, before quickly stepping up into my nest. I notice the way his hands shake as if he can’t move fast enough.

My cove is shockingly spacious, considering how many big bodies surround me. Judson sits on one side of me, while Kofi and Swan sit on the other. Swanley’s big hand curls around Kofi’s cock, and he pumps our pack alpha nice and slow.

“What do you want, omega?” Kofi asks in a gravelly purr.

I feel like I’m at a decadent feast, told to collect all the treats I carry. “I w-want all of you,” I stutter, struggling to get the words out. “I need all of you.”

I want to be used and filled. Defiled and destroyed, but I can’t force the words to leave my throat. Thankfully, Kofi doesn’t make me say anything else. He pushes away from the wall, grabbing my hips and lifting me off of Isaac. The beta’s cock slips from me, landing on his slick-soaked belly.

“Swan.” Kofi jerks his head at our red-haired alpha. I can see him move out of the corner of my eye, then I’m laid down, my back against Swanley’s firm chest. “Hold her open for me,” Kofi forces my legs wide, resting my feet on Swan’s knees.

“Are you going to be a good girl?” Swanley purrs in my ear as his fingers curl up under my knees. He lifts my legs, making my ass roll forward a bit. “Are you going to let me have that ass?”

I’m nodding, not fully understanding what he means. Is he going to put his thing in my bottom? Is that something people do? A tremor of excitement works through me and I grab Swanley’s forearms, bracing myself for whatever is coming next.

“Look at all that slick,” Kofi slips his long fingers through my folds, trailing down to my back opening. He lingers there, nudging the pad of his thumb against me. “She’s tight, Swan,” Kofi says, pushing ever so slightly against me. “I’m going to loosen her up for you.”

Swanley hums like that’s wonderful news. “Use her slick. Get it all up inside her.”

Kofi nods, slipping his fingers back up to my entrance, then he plunges two fingers deep into my pussy. I gasp and keen, arching my back as far as it will go. He pumps a few times, slipping a third finger into me. The pressure is intense, but it’s not quite right. I need more.

“Please,” I wiggle against Swanley’s hot body. “Please.”

“Patience, pretty girl,” Kofi removes his fingers, then he moves them lower to my rim. He teases me with one finger at first, pushing against my tight muscle, then the tip of his fingers pops into me and I jerk.

“Woah.” Swanley’s grip on my legs tightens, keeping me in place. “Let Kofi work, omega. Relax.”

Kofi moves his finger back and forth into my bottom. It doesn't feel bad, but it’s not really good either. It’s just weird.

“Do another.” Judson’s voice catches me off guard, and I turn, surprised to find Isaac and Judson wrapped around one another, their lips wet and puffy from their obvious kissing.

“Just relax.” Kofi slips a second finger inside of me, and I grunt. The unfamiliar pressure doubles and I suck in a harsh breath. Then I yell out as another finger is added to my ass.

“Please!” I scream, not sure what I’m asking for. For him to stop? For him to give me more? “Please!” Tears begin to gather in the corner of my eyes.

Kofi continues to fuck me with his fingers, his knuckles stretching my back opening painfully wide while his other hand plays with my clit. Slick gushes as the coil in my belly tightens, making my skin flush bright red.

“That’s it,” Isaac purrs while Jud sucks hard on his neck. “Come for us.”

The sounds coming from me are ragged, almost whiney, but it seems to please my alphas. They all watch as Kofi abuses my back opening, pumping faster and harder. That wonderful feeling pulls hard deep inside me, then it snaps, and I come without warning.

My body quakes, trying to escape the sudden explosion of pleasure. But it’s no use, I’m held in place, my whole body vibrating with wave after wave of my orgasm.

“Fuck me.” Kofi’s hand slips from my body, then he presses something wider in its place. For a moment, I think it’s his own cock, but then I realize it’s Swanley’s.

Swanley lifts me slightly as Kofi guides him in place, then I’m pushed down. Swan’s dick pops inside of me, past that initial tight ring of muscles, wedging his blunt member inside of me. It burns so badly, making me cry out.

“No!” I scream, and Swanley coos in my ear.

“It’s okay,” he whispers softly. “I know it hurts, but it’ll feel good soon. Open your hips.”

“No,” I sniffle loudly. “Take it out.”

“Kofi,” Swanley’s voice is serious. “Stop.” But our pack alpha ignores him, pushing my hips down to accept the last few inches of Swanley’s dick. It’s a tight squeeze, feeling as if I might rip in two.

“It’s okay, Carys,” Kofi says in his commanding alpha voice. “Relax. Accept him.”

My abs instantly relax and my asshole stops clenching at his order. It still hurts, but not near as bad as it did.

“That’s my girl,” Kofi smiles, caressing my inner thighs as he inches his hips closer to mine. “Now, take a deep breath, and hold it. Don’t breathe out until I tell you to.”

My chest expands, Kofi’s dark eyes holding mine as he waits for my lungs to fill. I nod once I’m ready, pleased when he smiles.

“Now exhale,” he says softly.

The second I do, Kofi punches his hips forward, filling my pussy in one wild thrust. Swanley growls loudly in my ear, and my arms fall limp at my side.

The sensation of both of them inside me is heavy, but then they start to move and all thought falls from my head.

“Do you need the lube?” Isaac asks. He’s right next to me, brushing the hair from my face.

“No,” Swanley grits out. “She’s dripping all over me.”

Isaac bends his head, looking at where Kofi and Swan are impaling me. “Jud.” He waves the young alpha over. “Give her your cock,” he instructs, letting Judson take his place.

I expect the young alpha to stand up and feed me his cock, but he doesn't. Instead, he sits next to me, my body still rocking between my two mates, and he kisses me.

“You’re doing so well, omega,” he purrs, trailing his fingers down the side of my face and holding my chin. “Do you want to suck my cock, pretty girl?”

I nod, licking my lips. “P-please.”

“Okay,” he smiles sweetly, before kissing me one more time. Then he rises, and his impressive member juts out, right in front of my face.

Swanley’s hand circles around my neck, holding me still as Judson slides between my lips. I suck, then hum. The burst of flavor on my tongue is everything. It’s sweet and salty, musky and warm.

I’m stuffed full of cock, every opening of my sensitive body filled with one of my alphas. Kofi begins slamming into me, rocking me up and down against Swan while I suck and swallow and drool, desperate to keep Jud’s member between my lips. Isaac moves to my other side, lowering his mouth to mine. Then we both kiss around Jud’s cock, licking and flicking together.

“Fuck,” Jud hisses.

Kofi slams forward, hitting something wonderful deep inside me. My voice catches in my throat, muffled by Judson’s massive cock. Suddenly, Kofi’s hips stop, making me whine so loudly Jud’s cock slips from my mouth.

“Lie down,” Kofi snarls, yanking his cock out of me. Judson stumbles backward, catching himself on the wall.

For a moment, I’m confused, devastated that my mouth and pussy are empty, but Swan lifts his hips, continuing to own my ass.

“Fuck her, alpha,” Kofi commands Judson, motioning for him to take his place. “Do. Not. Bite. Her.”

Judson nods wildly, then he moves slowly, taking Kofi’s place over me. “Are you okay?” Jud whispers, ghosting his hands over my breasts.

“Yes,” I whine and wiggle, needing to be filled.

“Don’t torture our girl,” Swanley says. “Touch her.” He grabs Jud’s hand, pressing it right against my breast. My back arches and I moan the second his skin touches mine. “See,” Swan squeezes Judson’s hand, forcing him to squeeze my chest. “She likes to feel good.”

Judson swallows hard, still staring at my chest as he moves into position. Then, ever so slowly, he rests the crown of his dick right against my entrance, and he pushes deep inside me.

The young alpha’s mouth falls open, and he blinks repeatedly, clearly stunned by the immense pressure. I’m not sure what Kofi and Isaac are doing, but I can feel them nearby, moaning softly and kissing loudly.

“Now move,” Swan instructs Jud. “Rock your hips for both of us.”

Judson does as he’s told. He moves at a blinding pace, slipping both of their cocks in and out of me. “Carys,” he gasps. “Oh fuck.” He grunts, squeezing his eyes tight when Swanley’s cock twitches in my ass. “Please,” Judson looks up at Swan. “Kiss me, please.”

Swanley lets out a low growl, then places his hand behind Jud’s head. There’s a beat, where I stare at the two alphas, then Swan jerks Jud to him, kissing him hard right next to my ear. It’s a forceful, hungry kiss that looks more like a fight for dominance than pleasure.

“Kiss our omega.” Swanley pushes Jud’s face down to me, but when the young alpha’s lips touch mine, it’s much softer and loving. It’s perfect.

“Carys,” Jud whispers my name as he trails down my throat. His teeth scrape across the sensitive unblemished skin beneath my ear. “You are a sweet, little peach.”

I crane my neck in offering, hoping to tempt him to bite me. “Please,” I find Kofi, begging him with my eyes. “Give him to me. Let him bite me.” I feel Swanley’s knot begin to expand, stretching me and squeezing Judson.

Kofi turns to Swanley, as I lie there, wiggling and writhing with the desire to be knotted. “What do you say, alpha?” Kofi asks. “Can you share your omega with Jud?”

Swan’s mouth twists into his sexy, squiggly smirk, then he says, “Why the hell not.”

Judson comes alive on top of me, his hips slamming into me and his thumb searching out my clit. A frenzy of heat rolls up the inside of my thighs and down the length of my spine. Pleasure erupts and my pussy throbs as electricity spreads throughout my entire body.

I come hard, screaming at the skylight.

Then Judson’s teeth sink deep into my skin.

“Good evening, beautiful.”

I open my eyes, not sure which one of my alphas is talking to me. “Kofi?” My voice is rough with sleep.

“Are you hungry, pretty girl?” My pack alpha leans down kissing my cheek. His hand finds my belly, caressing it. “We need to keep this baby well-fed.”

A swift grin spreads across my face, and I sit up. Isaac is gone, probably in the kitchen preparing dinner. But Swanley and Judson are still dead asleep next to me. They’re wrapped around one another, Jud’s head resting on Swan’s chest, and their legs a tangled mess.

They look so sweet.

“Do you think this means they’ll stop fighting?” I ask Kofi as I slip out of my nest.

“Oh, no,” Kofi chuckles low in his throat. “If anything, I think they’ll fight more.”

My brows raise at that, confused. “Why?

“Because there’s nothing alphas like them crave more, than fucking after one hell of a brawl.”

I instantly think of the passionate way Isaac argues with Swanley, and his flirty reactions. “Boys are weird.” I laugh, turning away from the sleeping alphas.

“Yes, we are,” Kofi wraps his arms around me, pressing his chest to my back. “Come on, gorgeous.” He places his hands over the slight curve of my belly. “Let’s feed our baby.”

Need more Carys and Isaac and their loving pack ?