Then Adam looks up at Raff.
“Can you feel it, alpha?” Adam asks hopefully.
Raff goes quiet and I shift in his lap, so I can see his face properly.
The alpha’s hand moves slowly to his chest, pressing flat against his sternum.
"Holy shit," he whispers. "There you are."
Adam makes a sound that isn't quite a word.
He looks up, and the expression on his face is so open and so completely undone that I feel my own eyes start to sting. This man who fills every room he walks into, who carries himself like nothing in the world could knock him sideways, is sitting on a living room floor looking at his omega like he was just gifted the most precious thing in the world.
I am so full of joy I can barely contain it inside my body.
"This feels unreal," Raff says, his voice rough at the edges.
I turn to Cliff, and our eyes meet.
His face is doing the same thing as mine: joyous and a little overwhelmed and so incredibly happy for the two of them that there aren't words for it. He leans toward me, his mouth opening like he's about to say something, and I tip toward him to hear it.
Then Raff stands up.
In one fluid motion, he reaches down, hooks his arm around my middle, and flings me over his shoulder.
I yelp, grabbing the back of his shirt, and before I've finished processing what's happening, he's crossing the room, grabbing Adam by the waist, and throwing the omega over his other shoulder like we weigh nothing.
"Raff!" Adam shouts, half laughing, half genuinely alarmed. "What are you?—"
"Upstairs," Raff says, turning toward Cliff and Perrin. "Get your cocks upstairs right now!" He turns towardthe stairs. "I need to fuck each and every one of you and I need to do it now!"
Dangling over Raff’s shoulder, I lift my head, catching the look on Cliff’s face.
The pack alpha smiles wide as he closes my notebook. Then he takes Perrin’s hand, and follows us up the stairs.
One Week Later
Adam
My ass feels sofull with Raff's big alpha cock stretching me wide as I sink down on him again and again. Each movement sends pleasure rocketing through me, my own cock bouncing against my stomach, hard and leaking.
I can't stop staring at Elowen though. She’s facing me, allowing me to see her beautiful face as she rides Raff's face, her head tipped back, showing off Cliff's mating bite on her neck.
Her long, dark hair cascades down her back, swaying with each roll of her hips. Her breasts are perfect, full and round, nipples hard and begging for attention as she moves.
I watch her face, the way her lips part slightly, her eyes half-closed in ecstasy. She's close. I can see it in the tension building in her body, and the way her movements become more frantic.
“Oh, my god,” she mewls, deep lines pulling between her brows.
Raff growls as his hands grip my hips tighter, guidingmy movements as he continues to work Elowen with his mouth. I can hear his muffled words against her flesh, filthy promises and praise that make my own cock twitch with need.
"Such a sweet little pussy," he murmurs against her. "Could eat you all fucking day.”
Elowen whimpers above him, her hands tangling in his hair as she grinds down harder. Raff's tongue works faster, and I can see the muscles in his jaw working as he devours her.
"Look at that clit swelling for me," he groans. "Squirt that slick all over my face.”
His words barely register.
