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“Oberon has his cock down Jude’s throat,” he whispered in my ear. A reprieve from the torrent of emotions that threatened to overwhelm me. “Let’s show them how mates fuck, petals. I want to come while you are fucking me.”

“On you hands and knees, alpha,” I purred. But there was a bark lurking in my words that had my mate groaning and lifting himself off me and taking his position. Back arched, elegant, sensual, and mine.

I run a hand down his back before scraping my nails back up before gripping his hip in one hand, the dildo in the other before thrusting in. As always, the strength required to fuck someone like this surprised me. I didn’t dare withdraw to far lest the dildo come loose. All the uncertainty reared its ugly head until I heard his words echoing in my head. He liked what I did to him. Whatever that might be. I shuffled nearer and began to thrust. In and out, that was the consistency I could manage. But Puck’s growls as he tried to chase his pleasure made me grit my teeth and try for a more solid rhythm.

“That’s it.” He arched his back, changing the angle and though I could not feel it, he did. Cursing under his breath. I held still, allowing him to fuck himself against me. I needed more. I needed to touch him. Bending close, I reached around to grab his weeping cock. Squeezing along his length root to tip before having him fuck my fist as he fucked himself on the dildo.

“Use me, Puck,” I urged. “Take what you need. That’s my alpha. My good, strong alpha. Goddess, you are so perfect.”

“Fuck.” I felt his swell in my fist and raced to cup his balls, rolling them in my hand, urging him to spill his cum on the bedding. Filling the space with his scent. And as he cried out his release, the first of many, the first heat cramp stabbed through my body.

We rolled to the side, panting and if he was like me, grinning. “You are something.” He reached back and stroked my thigh. “Now, let me take care of you.”

I flexed my hips, rubbing the carved length against his sensitive hole, until it slipped free. I was shaking from the intensity of my feelings, tears sparkling int my eyes. He removed the straps and tossed the dildo aside. “What’s this?”

“You.”

He didn’t understand, but he took away my worry with a kiss that travelled down from my mouth, sucking my nipples, teasing the piercings, down further, nipping at the swell of my stomach, moulding the soft flesh in his hands as he finally pressed a wet kiss to my sex. I cried out when he licked through my slick folds. The swirling thrum of desire thundering to the fore. I felt it then. That same sensation of the world slowing. Only I existed but this time, Puck was there with me.

I wasn’t alone.

He was here with me.

Two scents made themselves known. Two alphas who were all we needed to complete this pack of ours.

They entered the sphere, moving into view. Completing my world.

Everything I had repelled, now became the ballast. Centring me in the storm.

Then the world snapped back into focus.

Scents of sex. The sound of orgastic pleasure a chaotic symphony.

I was in heat. I could feel it. Not just the slick which Puck lapped up. Not just the shift in my own scent or the way the alphas purred as they noticed the change.

No. This was primal and mine.

The drive to nest, once so elusive, rode me hard.

I shuffled away from Puck. His eyes met mine, surprise shifting to suppressed excited and between his legs, I saw his cock hard once again. Oberon dropped next to me, heavy lidded gaze stripping me bare.

“Hello, little bird.”

“Pol?” Jude carded his fingers through my hair. “Are you well?”

I blinked. There was something more important than answering these hulking alphas who were taking up space. Sitting on pillows that needed to be on the other side of the mattress. I slipped between them and began arranging the pillows. And then tugged at the sheets until they were in a more satisfactory position.

“What—”

“She’s nesting.”

“Let her nest…”

“Is she going into heat again?”

“Yes.”

Their murmured conversation swirled around me and I tapped down on the urge to growl at them that of course I was going into heat. With a partially healed bite on my shoulder, two alphas I could more than tolerate near me who had not mated me yet, naturally my body sought to complete the connection. Did they know nothing of omegas? We sought to tie alphas to us, one or more it did not matter. And after resisting all these years the omega inside of me had chosen these three and therefore demanded the connections be completed.

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