Page 84 of A Nest of Maple & Mist

“Do you like that, love? Watching your daddy unravel your beta thread by thread.”

“Yes,” I breathed, grinding my ass against Shane’s dick.

Based on the hard twitch, I wasn’t the only one who enjoyed the vision Jason and Ty made.

Ty sobbed, his fingers digging into the blankets. He came in a violent rush, his body arching off the bed in a curve, just as Jason found his own release, rutting into Ty.

My pussy throbbed, desperate and clenching around nothing. My legs shook. Shane must have scented the change, the sweet cream and maple turning thick and slightly burnt with need.

His hands slid down my hips as he rounded to my front, dropping to his knees.

“Shane—” I whimpered, my hands finding his damp hair as his face disappeared between my thighs.

A growl vibrated my clit, and my vision whitened. The tip of his tongue worked over the spot. An inhuman noise escaped me. His grip on my thighs was like iron, holding me up as I bucked against his mouth, chasing the feeling of bliss washing over me.

“Greedy girl,” Shane groaned, the words muffled. “Need to come again, don’t you?”

Before I could answer, Jason’s thick, Apex tone made my spine straighten.

“Look at me while your alpha makes you come, Omega,” Jason ordered.

I forced my eyes open, my vision swimming. Jason was still half-buried in Ty, his large hand coming down on Ty’s ass. Crack. The sound echoed in the room, and Ty’s eyes rolled back.

“Yes, Daddy,” I whimpered.

“Good girl.” Jason turned his attention back to Ty. “Watch her,” he commanded, his hand gripping the back of Ty’s neck, forcing him to witness every flick of Shane’s tongue.

Those words undid me. I came again. A high-pitched, melodic whine scratching at my throat as my muscles clamped around Shane’s mouth. As the final dredges of my climax crested, I collapsed.

The alphas growled, and Ty hissed. Shane’s arms caught me, cradling me against his bare torso. I hummed, burrowing into his neck, and lapping at his gland.

“Put her here,” Jason said, his voice returning to that honeyed tone.

Soft blankets welcomed me as Shane lowered me back into the nest. I burrowed deeper, smiling as the scents of my pack welcomed me. Jason’s arms curled around my middle, anchoring me to his strong chest as Ty nuzzled into my front.

Shane tossed me a grin, his chin glistening with my arousal. He cuddled Ty, kissing our beta’s head. With my eyes closed, my fingers scratched through Jason’s beard.

This was perfect.

THIRTY-ONE

JASON

Piles of multicolored leaves decorated the town center. Instead of blowing them away, the council left them there, adding to the ambiance. Oversized wreaths adorned the tops of the lampposts, bright with fall florals, with golden fairy lights twinkling overhead.

Tents lined the main thoroughfare. A few families milled about with young children and a couple of playful dogs.

Day one of the Maple Festival always lulled all the vendors into a false sense of security. Myself included. The first morning made me believe it would be a quiet, low-key year.

“Jay!”

That syrupy voice stopped me in my tracks. A massive smile split my cheeks as my little sister bounded into my arms, nearly toppling me over.

“Oof,” I grunted, pulling her into a tight hug.

A mane of flowing black hair billowed behind her. She pecked my cheek, her feet hitting the pavement with a thud.

“Sienna. I’m so happy to see you. You look good.”