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“As you wish, my queen.” Arsenio lifts me off my feet and spins me around quick enough to make me squeal.
He rushes through the grand ballroom, ignoring everyone as we pass. And I love it. It’s so nice not getting stopped every couple of feet. It’s our day to do as we please. Packs respect us more than ever before and no longer carry the expectations they used to. It helps that those who were cruel and unwavering in their belief of everyone being beneath them have been imprisoned. We will not tolerate the bullshit any longer. Harsh? Maybe. But until we have a solid ruling foundation, it’s what it is. They’re getting the treatment they once gave us. Karma is ruthless when she has to be.
Arsenio makes our way to the industrial-sized kitchen with a dozen people flurrying about. He requests everybody to leave, and the servers grab what they need and exit without question. I spot the metal counter with the tiered cake, ready to be cut and passed out to the guests in celebration of our union. Beside it is a doughnut tower and trays of colorful French macarons. My mouth waters just looking at it. Everything smells sweet and delicious, setting off my stomach.
Arsenio tilts his head with a laugh, popping me right onto the prep counter and spinning to grab one of the doughnuts first. “Had I known you were this hungry, I’d have stolen you from my brother sooner.” Breaking off a piece of the doughnut, he holds it to my lips.
His body shifts in anticipation. He never knows how I’ll take a bite of his offering. Sometimes I’m a bit aggressive on purpose, snapping my teeth through his fingers just like how I did the first time we met.
But not this time. I want to get to him in the best way. Stretching my neck, parting my lips slowly, and gliding my tongue across my bottom lip. Arsenio’s breathing quickens, and I nibble a small bite, savoring the burst of sweetness from the glaze. I close my eyes and hum.
“This is so fucking good. I want more.” I reach for the doughnut only to have Arsenio shake his finger at me, offering once again another bite. I squirm on the counter, using my legs to pull him closer to me until his body meets mine. I hold a piece of doughnut between my teeth and wait expectantly for him to eat it from my mouth. He sucks my bottom lip with a groan, his hand now trailing down my side. I pluck the doughnut from his fingers and grin as I take another bite, giving him a once-over.
“Are you hungry?” I ask, my voice breathless.
Arsenio takes a step back only to reach down for the hem of my dress. He hikes it up enough to duck under it, and I slap my hand to the table, nearly lying back as he shifts my panties out of the way and kisses me between my legs. My voice echoes through the huge kitchen, and I squeeze Arsenio between my thighs. I can hardly take the ecstasy awakening in me, his tongue swirling over my clit as he slips two fingers into me, adding pressure to my body.
I rock my body, riding Arsenio’s face until my orgasm blast through me, sending me falling backward on the counter. Arsenio slows but doesn’t stop, continuing to finger me as he peeks out from beneath my gown.
“I need more. Give me your knot. I don’t care if there’s a party going on outside.” I reach for him, getting him to stand up straighter.
He doesn’t argue or resist me, caressing my cheek as I unfasten his belt and pull his cock free. I’m so fucking horny. I can barely think about anything else. I don’t want to think about anything else. All I want to do is satisfy my alpha and give him the pleasure he deserves.
Aligning his body to mine, Arsenio watches as he slides his tip inside me. I glance from our bodies connecting and to his face, enjoying how the pleasure furrows his brows with his soft moan. I hook my legs around him, pulling him closer until he thrusts inside me. He braces on the counter with one hand while holding me in place with his other, rocking his body sensually at first until his knot locks us in place. I moan at the pressure, sliding my hand between us to rub my own clit, giving him the show he desires. He moans with me, keeping me close as he thrusts over and over again, setting me off with his orgasm, the bliss hazing my vision.
“I love you. You have no idea how much I fucking love you. I was dying for a moment alone with you. When I’m with you, the world can never be wrong.” Arsenio gasps with his words, his need to declare his affection as sweet as he is.
“I’m your omega and wife. I’ll do anything and everything for you. I want to be all that you ever need.” I reach up and pull him closer until our lips meet for another kiss.
Our tongues glide together, and neither of us speaks through our moans, the orgasm clinging to both of us enough to satisfy us in a way that allows me to forget everything but him.
We don’t stop kissing until his body releases mine, and I hug him close, just wanting to hear his heartbeat and feel it against my cheek.
“This is why I prefer to cook in my suite. So, this is where the real party is, huh?” Enzo’s voice sounds from the doorway. “I came to bring you dessert and didn’t realize you were already getting your fill, baby. Ease away, brother. I want to see her drip. Give me that since I wasn’t invited and had to deal with the bullshit politics of forming alliances. But what can I do? People love me.” Enzo laughs with his words, his intense scent wafting closer with his movements. “All hail me as king.”
I stretch a hand to him, luring him closer. “Don’t let Wilder hear you.”
Shaking his head, he says, “That was his idea. He tried to bribe me to run things for the rest of the year because all he wants to do is fuck you...which Arsenio seems to have also taken advantage of.”
Arsenio groans with a chuckle, slowly easing away from my body. “At least get the perk you want. Look at her drip. So hot.”
“Would be better if it was mine.” Enzo play-growls and humps the air.
I can’t stop the laugh escaping my mouth. Reaching out, I playfully smack Arsenio on the arm. “Ugh, really? That’s a bit much.”
Enzo’s face lights up with his snicker. “I don’t even fucking care that it isn’t my splooge. I’d fuck you senseless right now if you’d let me. The guests can wait a bit longer for our dance.”
“And it’s a good fucking thing I knew you’d guys sneak here, so I have a backup cake for the guests.” Holly curls and uncurls her fingers. “Who have been waiting long enough. Give the people what they want. They’re calling for their queen.”
I close my eyes, listening as the music softens and murmurs chant through the air. She’s right. They’re calling my name.
Wilder and Desmond appear at the door, grinning and the happiest I’ve ever seen them. The emcee calls for quiet, and I quickly let Arsenio clean me up. I stroll forward, my heart pounding in anticipation. I never knew this day would come.
“Alphas, betas, and omegas, it’s a great pleasure to introduce your reigning pack and your queen.” The voice booms through the air, followed by cheers that quake the walls. “Please officially welcome Kinsey of the Gilded Sands Pack and the ruling alphas and beta of the Saint Vista Pack Regimes.”
I kiss each of my guys, letting Wilder carry me like the blushing bride I am.
He brushes his lips to my ear. “I love you, my brat.”
