Page 231 of All Packed Up

“Yes! Please,” she begged on a sob.

Grif nuzzled her cheek, dragging his lips down her jaw and scratching his teeth over the scar on her neck. She trembled in his hold, gasping when she felt Nic on her other side.

A beta’s bite held no power, no bond, but just the idea of matching bites on either side of her neck made her quiver. Grif’s bite would be enough to bond them both.

Nic’s hand slid from her hips to find her fingers, threading them together. Wendy squeezed tight, tilting her head back to give them both enough room.

It was so fast.

Lips parted, framed her throat.

The briefest flash of pain on her lit up her senses as Grif bit through the scar tissue of her old bond, as Nic’s teeth sank into the blank skin on her other side.

The bond with Derek was a frayed, barely there strand, and it dissolved completely.

She cried out as she felt it break, finally. Finally she was free of them. “Yes!”

And in its place wove a new bond, one that was so much stronger. It practically glowed within her, threading her and Griffith and Nic together into one. Their adoration, their love and affection absolutely burned in the best way as their emotions became clearer than ever.

Her orgasm came out of nowhere, crashing down on her like an unsuspecting wave. She shattered between them, a shout on her lips as her walls pulsed around Nic’s cock, as the pleasure or the bond or maybe both rebuilt her into something new.

Her alpha’s teeth slid from her skin, her beta following suit. Their pants of breath brushed her skin, sent shivers across her as Nic rutted against her. He was grinding his cock into her, prolonging her orgasm while he worked himself on Griffith with a desperate huff.

Nic mirrored their alpha, lapping at her new mark, tending to her and caring for her and loving her. It was so pure and perfect as she shook between them.

With each lap of Grif’s tongue, the bond grew stronger, until it solidified with a snap, and Wendy had never felt so close to another person before.

Nic shivered behind her, laying his head against her shoulder as something like a whine spilled across her skin.

He snapped a hard thrust against her, felt his desperation like it was her own, and even as the aftershocks of an orgasm shuddered through her, she lifted herself on his cock before lowering back down.

“Fuck,” he hissed. “You’re both. I can—you’re here,” he slurred right as Grif punched his hips up. It jarred them all, and Nic began moving in earnest, sliding in and out of her at the same time he drew up and off Grif’s cock before sitting back down.

The three of them molded into one, moved like one entity as they chased the pleasure just on the horizon for them all.

Nic was the first to come, spilling inside her with a groan.

“Dammit, Nic—” Grif bit out, and she watched his expression, brows drawn and gaze intense as she felt his hips move beneath the two of them.

She leaned forward, nipping his full, reddened lips and tasting him again as his hips stuttered.

Nic pressed his head to the back of her shoulder as he groaned, low and decadent as the alpha broke apart beneath them.

Her sweat slicked skin broke out into goosebumps, and she shivered as Nic began to kiss them away.

Griffith pulled her back down, making them all hiss and groan and whine with residual pleasure as they shifted against each other. Nic’s cock slipped free slowly, and he fell to the side with a bounce.

In silence, with nothing but their pounding hearts and slowing breaths, they lay together in bliss as they settled back into their own skin.

Nic pulled her toward him and kissed her, tongue swiping against her own.

“You both feel different,” she admitted against his mouth.

“Yeah,” they both agreed, and she puffed out a weak laugh.

“I love you both,” Wendy said, letting her gaze drag from alpha to beta and back again.

“I love you too,” Nic said, soft and tender and she felt the truth of it in their bond, flaring bright and gentle and perfect.