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His answering smile melted me. “I love you, too. Thank you for bringing me back out of the hole I’d fallen into. You helped me learn to live again. I’ll always do the same for you,” he vowed.

I turned to face Wilder. “I love you, along with every inch of your body and your heart. They’re all mine.”

“They are,” he agreed. “I love you, omega.”

Then my gaze shifted to Mason.

“You saved the best for last, didn’t you?” he said.

It was such a Mason thing to say that I erupted into a fit of laughter, the others groaning in response. But I didn’t let him joke his way out of hearing how I felt.

“I love you, Mason. I need you to remember that during this heat and any other time, I want to give your delta what he needs. If that means rutting me, then do it. I want it all.”

“I promise,” he said without hesitation. “My delta and I have been waiting a long time to find someone who wanted that from us.”

“Your instincts will never let you take it too far. You have to trust your delta,” I promised him. “I already trust him.”

“How did we get so lucky?” he asked, pure wonder in his voice.

Chapter

Thirty-Seven

Mason

The moment my omega finished eating, I was moving, scooping her up and carrying her upstairs. I’d always had my den as my safe space and intended to rut her in it any chance she gave me, but this heat was all about her.

I dropped her onto her nest, hovering over her. The heat radiating from her body was searing through my clothes. Her smell was sweeter now, the white chocolate sugary sweet and rich while the ripe raspberry added a tart, sticky edge.

“Princess, you smell incredible,” I groaned, my delta pushing me closer until my teeth were at her neck, nipping there. Staking a claim already.

“I need you, delta. Please,” she begged. Lana gazed up at me with glossy eyes. They were already unfocused as the heat surged forward. The moment she said her piece, it was like she gave in, trusting us to catch her as she fell.

“My pleasure,” I growled, slowly lifting her shirt and tossing it aside. She wasn’t wearing a bra underneath, leaving her gorgeous breasts on display. Her nipples were already hard, and goosebumps were erupting on her skin, beckoning me forward.

My tongue teased over the salty heat of her skin. She tasted just as sweet as she smelled. I groaned as I worked my way down her body, my delta so close I was practically shaking as I tried to keep control. Her first intro to heat with our pack should be hot and sweet, not a mindless delta losing his shit as he rutted her.

“Stop. I said I wanted the rutting,” she accused. Her words were slurred but she saw right through my insecurities, even now.

“I’m here, Mason. Give our girl what she wants. I’ll make sure you don’t take it too far,” Wilder said.

“I’ll be over here, too,” Cade added on. With both of them here, I let my delta finally take over.

My muscles loosened, as if I’d kept literal chains around him. Then he was moving. She whimpered as my hands ripped off her clothes and mine, tongue lathing over every newly revealed inch of her body.

My delta was euphoric as he parted her legs, revealing the slick coating her pussy. She was always wet, but this was so much more. It soaked her thighs and was dripping for us.

Her scent was stronger now, perfuming around me until I was drowning in my omega.

The first taste was pure heaven. My delta wasn’t willing to savor it, his sole focus on devouring her. I plunged my tongue into her pussy, chasing more of that sweet slick. She bucked against me, and I snatched her by her hips, lifting her and falling to my back before pulling her onto my face.

There was no protest. We were both so far gone that all that mattered was her pleasure. She rode my face shamelessly as I ate her sweet pussy. It was raw and messy, but so fucking perfect.

Her first orgasm hit fast as she ground her hips down on my face, giving herself the pressure she needed to fall apart.

A fresh wave of slick poured over my mouth and I drank down every drop she gave me, falling into that primal side of myself that was finally bursting free

With a growl, I pulled her off of my face and down my body. She scrambled over me, lifting her hips up before impaling herself on my cock. My knot teased at the edges of her pussy, but she wanted it all. Now.