I wrap my arms around her protectively, hugging her tight as my knot continues to throb and spurt inside her. My mind flashes back to finding her in the woods. She was alone, freezing, terrified, in the middle of her heat. The guilt hits me like a knife.
“I’m sorry,” I whisper against her neck, kissing theclaiming mark there. “I’m so fucking sorry I wasn’t there when you needed me. When you were alone in the forest, burning and scared… I should have been with you.”
Anya turns her head slightly, panting. “It’s okay, Alaric. It’s okay.”
I shake my head, burying my face in her hair. “It’s not. I hate that you went through that without me. I should have protected you better.” My knot gives another heavy throb, pumping more cum into her. “I love you, Anya. More than you know. I’ll make it up to you every single day for the rest of our lives. I swear it.”
She whimpers softly, reaching back to touch my arm. “I know you will.”
I keep kissing her neck and shoulders, slow and tender now, while my knot keeps us tied together. My body covers hers completely, shielding her even in sleep. I stay like that, draped over my omega, breathing in her scent, listening to her soft little sighs as she drifts off peacefully beneath me.
Twenty-Nine
ANYA
The next day, bright and early, I’m already straddling Lorenzo’s lap in the middle of the nest, completely impaled on his thick knot.
The morning sun streams through the tall windows, painting the pink cushions in warm golden light and making the crystals on the mobile above us sparkle like tiny rainbows. Breakfast is spread out on a low tray beside us, but I can barely focus on the food. Lorenzo’s knot is locked deep inside my pussy, stretching me wide and keeping me pinned to him.
Every tiny shift of my hips sends sparks of pleasure through my core.
Behind me, Marcus is on his belly, one big hand spreading my ass cheeks while his thick middle finger slides slowly in and out of my asshole. The wet sound of it fills the quiet nest every time he pumps. I am so full I can hardly move. My heat has me in a constant state of need, and the pack has made sure I stay knotted at all times.
I cannot go more than a few minutes without one of them knotting me or playing with my holes.
Lorenzo lifts a forkful of fluffyscrambled eggs to my lips, his golden eyes locked on mine. “Open up, sweetheart. You need to eat. You are going to need your strength today.”
I part my lips and take the bite, chewing slowly while Marcus curls his finger inside my ass and strokes a spot that makes my breath hitch. The mix of the savory eggs and the fullness in both my holes is overwhelming.
I moan softly around the food.
“Where is Ryker?” I ask once I swallow. “And Alaric and Rex? The house feels too quiet.”
Lorenzo smiles and feeds me another bite, this one with a piece of crispy bacon. “Ryker left at dawn. He took Alaric and Rex with him. They are going on a rescue mission.”
My heart jumps. I stop chewing for a second, eyes widening. “Really?”
Lorenzo leans in and kisses me, slow and sensual, his tongue sliding against mine, so I taste the coffee he drank earlier. “I swear it on my life, baby. They will bring her home safe. You are never going to be without her again.”
The kiss turns deeper, his hand cupping the back of my head while his knot throbs inside my pussy. I melt against his chest, whimpering into his mouth. Then I feel Marcus’s finger slip out of my ass with a wet pop, and his hot mouth over my hole instead.
I gasp sharply, breaking the kiss. “Marcus!”
My face burns bright red. This guy is crazy about my ass.
I squeeze my eyes shut in pure shame as his lips suction around my asshole, sucking hard. The obscene squelching sound echoes through the nest every time he pulls back. No one has ever done this to me before. It feels so filthy and intimate that my stomach flips with embarrassment even as my pussy clenches hard around Lorenzo’s knot.
Marcus releases my hole with a loud, wet pop. “Mmm, you are the tastiest little butt in the whole world, omega. I cannot get enough of this sweet ass.”
I groan, hiding my burning face against Lorenzo’s shoulder. “This is so embarrassing.”
But Marcus only chuckles darkly. I feel something cold and wet spray directly onto my spread asshole. I jerk my head around and see him holding the can of whipped cream from the breakfast tray, grinning like a devil as he paints thick white swirls all over my ass cheeks and right over my twitching hole.
“Oh my god, Marcus, you need to stop,” I whimper. “This is too much.”
He keeps spraying, covering my hole completely until the cold cream is dripping down my crack and mixing with my slick. The sudden chill against my overheated skin makes me shiver and clench.
“Too bad you’re trapped, baby,” Marcus says with a wicked grin. “You are knotted nice and tight to Zo. You are not going anywhere while I eat my breakfast.”
