Page 59 of Welcome to Seaman’s Cove: Part Two

“I want you, Seb.” I pull back to bite his jawline, just enough to let him know my intentions. “Not because of Nix or because fate seems to want us in a pack together, but because you're thoughtful and kind and so damn competent. You risked your life going down there to save Caspian, an alpha you’d barely met, because you knew he meant something to Madi, Nix, and me. You prepared things for our omega’s heat without being asked. And when I was at my lowest, a broken man, you were there for me. For all of us. It would be an honor to bite you and make you mine, Seb. Say you’re mine.”

There’s an awed look in his glazed eyes. He sucks his lips between his teeth and slowly lets them go on a long exhale.

I barely have time to catch the nod he gives me before he’s kissing me again.

“I’m yours. And Nix’s and Madi’s, and even Caspian’s. Be my alpha, Hunter Anderson,” he whispers when he comes up for air.

I grab his thighs, just below his tight ass, and lift him. He comes willingly into my arms, and everything else fades away as I carry him below deck.

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Hunter sets me down just long enough to pull open the door. But he doesn’t stop to bother taking off his suit. I don’t either.

We keep going right into the bedroom, a rush of tangled limbs, lips locked together. A hand lands on my shoulder that’s clearly not Hunter’s, and then my firebird is kissing my neck.

He works the zipper down the back of my suit, undressing me as we trip toward the bed. The suit tangles at my feet, and I fall into Hunter.

“Easy, beta,” he says, voice rumbling so deep I feel it in my bones.

I’ve always hated having anyone but Phoenix refer to me as a beta, but with Hunter, I feel desperate for it. I want to be his beta.

He steadies me, then turns around, giving me his back.

“Help me out.” He taps the top of his zipper.

I ease it down his back slowly, kissing a path along his strong spine. Hunter smiles over his shoulder, and I lower to my knees to push the wet fabric down his legs. For a professor, he has a surprisingly tight ass. I don’t hold back the impulse to gently bite the round curve. A hint of ocean salt mixes with his rich woodsy sweetness on my tongue.

While I’m still preoccupied with Hunter’s taste, Phoenix joins me on the floor, already out of his suit. He takes my chin and kisses me hard, dominating my mouth with swipes of his tongue against mine.

When we pull apart, Hunter has turned back around, his hard length right there in front of my face. My firebird grins at me like it’s Christmas.

“W-where’s Madi?” I ask. It’s not just that we can’t bond without her and her heat pheromones. I want her to be with us for this. Need our omega to be here. Her absence is a gaping hole in my chest.

“Caspian’s got her,” Phoenix reminds me. “They’re right behind us.”

He dives forward, licking up Hunter’s shaft. The sight is so hot it’s almost enough to make me lose it right here and now. My mouth waters, and I bring my lips to Hunter’s cock, practically kissing Phoenix around it. The wet slide of his lips against mine as we both suck Hunter’s hard flesh has heat settling low in my gut, my own cock bucking against the air.

Hunter moans, fingers tightening on my scalp, shooting a tingling sensation straight down my back.

“I see you started without us.” Caspian’s voice holds a smile. It’s followed by a whimper from Madi that has all of us on our feet and crowding around her.

She’s a goddess, flushed and needy, and all ours. Her lips are swollen, hair still dripping wet, nipples tight little nubs, hard enough to cut glass, poking straight through that tiny little triangle of her bikini.

She’s wrapped around Caspian, who’s buck naked, just like the rest of us.

“Come here, sunshine,” Phoenix says, making a grab for her, but Madi twists away.

“Beta,” she moans. “Need… fishy.”

“Looks like you’re up, Sebby.” Phoenix claps me on the back.

Madi’s already crawling into my arms, tying herself around me like a bow. “Bite, beta.”

Shit, we should have talked about this before, when she was sober. I’m already part of the pack, and about to be more so once I bond with Hunter, so it seems inevitable that Madi and I will bond, eventually. But I still won’t make that decision for her when she’s not fully aware.

“Shhh, it’s okay, my ocean.” I brush the hair from her face. We need to make her feel so good she can’t think about bonding me until this heat is nearly over. I need her lucid enough to consent. “We’ll take care of you.”

Even as I say it, I’m at a loss for how to do that. A million arrangements and configurations bounce through my head, each one too erotic to choose between. I want it all with these four.