I frowned but I let it go. He was birthing five freaking baby Manix in less than three weeks; that would be exhausting. A human would be hospitalized by now.
We followed the rest of the Pack inside, and I looked around at our handiwork. Not much had been able to be salvaged in the actual structure of the building, though when we’d gone through the rubble we realized that while the original house had collapsed, the lower living room had been saved from most of the fire damage. That meant that a lot of little mementos had survived, as well as Gatlin’s library. We’d extended the top floor and put the library up there now. It was also where the nests were. The bedrooms were all on the second floor, and the kitchen and living room were on the ground. We’d planned for more space this time around, extra rooms for nursery and spare rooms so our family could grow.
Raiden looked around, his smile one of contentment and happiness. “I’m going to start up the stairs, otherwise I’ll only be on the second floor landing by the time the orgy starts,” he whispered conspiratorially.
“Are you sure you don’t want to look around first? We would never start without you, Rai. You’re our heart,” I chastised gently.
He waved me away. “Baby, I have an entire lifetime to check out every nook and cranny of this house, but the first time we make love to our new mate? That’s once in a lifetime and I’m not going to miss a second.”
With that, he headed up the stairs, Seven on his heels. I went in search of the others and found them in the nursery on the second floor. It was the largest room in the house, outside of the living room. Already there were five cribs set up, along with a princess bed.
I wished Raiden had seen this first, but I was glad he was heading up to the nest. Naja was touching the gauzy curtains over Luisa’s bed. I leaned against the doorjamb and tried not to launch myself across the room to hug her as the scent of her happiness flavored the air.
“Do you think she’ll like it?” Ellar asked softly, and Naja nodded so hard I thought she’d dislocate something.
“It’s the most beautiful bed I’ve ever seen. She’s going to love it.” She walked around the room a little longer, touching little trinkets we’d gathered for the cubs. As she passed closer to me, it got too much and I grabbed her, dragging her back into my arms. I swooped down and caught her lips, kissing her hard. I poured everything I was feeling in that moment into that kiss, and it was excitement and fear and so much damn lust.
“So, my beautiful Omega mate-to-be, we can show you your new bedroom, or…” I kissed my way down her throat. “We can go up to the nest and strip you naked and make love to you until you’re wrung out and hoarse from screaming our names.”
Her eyes hooded immediately. “The tour can wait.”
I hooted a probably unattractive noise, and picked her up in my arms like she was a bride. By the time I made it to the top step, hearing the pound of Gatlin and Ellar’s steps behind me, I was harder than granite. I followed my nose to the nest where Raiden had gone. We’d set up two nests because having two Omegas meant they’d each need their own space from Pack life occasionally. Naja’s was filled with greenery, painted white and all the furniture stained ash. There were mounds of pillows and blankets, and an Alaskan king-sized bed.
Raiden’s was more sumptuous and decadent, like the inside of a tent in the Sahara Desert, filled with silks and velvets in dark colors with pops of jewel tones. The floor was one giant cushion. There was nowhere you could step that wasn’t soft. We could roll around in here for hours.
I lowered Naja to her feet and just kept going, until she was on her back surrounded by jewel-colored velvet cushions. However, I did a double take as I noticed Raiden in the corner, naked with Seven sucking his cock. Apparently, our Beta was affronted by the idea of Raiden sitting out.
Naja followed my gaze and her mouth popped open. “Apparently they started without us, Princess. We better catch up.” With that, I started stripping her and myself at a rate that probably wasn’t possible to see with the naked eye. She smelled like heaven, the sweet scent of her arousal filling my senses.
“You better slow down, Finlo, or you’re going to embarrass yourself,” Gatlin said teasingly, and I flipped him the bird over my shoulder. I’d rest when I’d wrung at least two orgasms out of her personally. Then I’d take my own pleasure.
She tugged at my shirt, and I happily abandoned it. I didn’t need or want it. The sooner we were all naked, the happier I’d be.
When she was naked in front of me, her knees splayed onto the mattress, open and dripping for me, I almost swallowed my tongue. So fucking beautiful, and the warmth of her skin was complemented perfectly by the colors of the bedding. She looked like a painting.
“I love you, Naja. You know that, right?”
She nodded. “I know. I love you too. But especially your tongue, so if you could…” she joked, and I growled at her softly. She stroked her hands through my hair, scraping her nails against my scalp until I purred.
“This mate thing—what do we need to do?”
I froze, the blood pounding in my ears. Surely, she wasn’t suggesting… “Uh, it’s super simple really, there isn’t a big ritual around it, unlike everything else with the Manix. It's a bit different between the different designations. There's a bite and vows for the Betas, there's a blood exchange between Alphas, and uh, for Omegas, basically we bite you while you’re taking our knot. It’s the strongest of bonds, really.”
Her eyes widened, and I could almost see the different cogs turning her head. After a moment where no one breathed, she nodded. “Let's do it. I want to be Pack Huxley-Grey by sunrise tomorrow.”
Well, holy shit.
46
Naja
Despite my bravado, the idea of tying myself to the Pack forever caused me equal parts anxiety and excitement. The look of absolute elation on Finlo’s face chased away any doubt though. He gathered me up into his arms and kissed me again, and I wrapped my legs around his now naked waist. No one could get undressed at the speed of Finlo; it was basically a superpower. I ran my palms over the flexing muscles of his back as he fucked me with his mouth. Ellar came up behind me, kissing down my spine as he gently pushed on Finlo’s shoulders, until he collapsed onto his back and I was straddling his waist. Ellar’s hands smoothed over the globes of my ass before gripping my hips and raising them a little higher. Then I felt the hot puffs of his breath on my soaked core, and moaned against Finlo’s lips.
“If you’re taking the knot for the first time, we’ll have to get you properly wet and ready,” Ellar crooned against my pussy, and I wasn’t sure if he was talking to me or my vagina. Probably both. He made good on his promise though, as he licked me from my clit to my taint.
Finlo’s hands dropped down to rub my breasts, and I knew at that moment I was never going to leave these guys. How could I go back to one-on-one sex every time? Being worshiped by so many hands and mouths like I was some hedonistic Greek sex goddess was an amazingly addictive feeling.
Ellar swirled his tongue inside my entrance, his finger rubbing a circle on my clit in time with it. The pressure was growing already in my lower body, and I knew I was going to be wrung out by the time tonight was over. I grinned against Finlo’s lips. I couldn’t fucking wait. He pulled his mouth away, and I dropped my head to his chest as Ellar thrust two fingers into me. I didn’t know how Ellar knew his way around a pussy the way he did, but he set the perfect pace, his fingers curling just right to make my thighs clench and shake.
