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I revel in his moans and how his fingers clutch at my messy sheets, working hard to suppress my own need to take him. To flip him onto his stomach and drive into him to find my own release.
Not now.
When I slide back down him again, he hits the back of my throat, gagging me, and his groan nearly shakes the bed. He thrusts his hip upward, fucking my mouth, bruising the soft palate at the back of my mouth with his strength. I wonder if he’s picturing the Omega.
Wondering what her mouth would feel like. How it would feel to force a knot into her sweet little…
Fuck.
I lift up to my knees, my mouth still wrapped around his girth, and undo my own jeans to pull myself out.
I have a certain persona to the outside world, but Miles knows me better. He knows I get off on the force, the thrill of being used. There’s nothing that gets me so hard as when a man or woman uses me as their own tool for pleasure. I grip my fist around my stiff cock, and tug at it quickly. All the while, Miles thrusts into my mouth over and over again, wet noises echoing across the room.
I glance up at him and meet his heated gaze right before I swallow around him, taking his knot into my palm to squeeze gently. He groans as his whole body shudders, and he empties himself down my throat.
As soon as his twitches stop, I rise up onto my knees, and quicken the speed of my strokes on myself until I’m shuddering. Miles rushes to spin himself around, parting his lips for me to plunge into the heat of his mouth just as I come.
“Shit,” I curse as he sucks me dry, massaging my hard knot until I collapse on the bed next to him, gasping for air as my head spins with the force of my orgasm.
Eventually, our breathing slows, and I feel him start to shift on the bed, ready to make his exit to his own room. “Nuh-uh,” I say, burying my face into his thigh. “Fucking cuddle me, you shit.” Miles barks out a short laugh, and I crawl up the bed, jerking him against me.
“Better?” I ask, and he lets out a long sigh.
“For now. Thanks for that,” he says.
“The feeling is mutual,” I say. “I was barely around her and I was hard as a rock. You were nearly bouncing off the wall.”
“Can you imagine Riley joining us next time?” he says, glancing down at me with a crooked smile. “I bet she’d like it. I bet she’d like to watch, too.”
I let that thought percolate a bit, imagining Riley watching Miles and me jerk each other off until we turn all of our attention to her and that delicious body. My dick starts to plump just thinking about it and I readjust my legs.
“Yes, please,” I mutter, palming my cock as it readies itself for a second round.
“I can’t stop thinking about it. I’ve never felt like this, man,” he says. “But she may never want to be with us. She didn’t even want to come here.”
He’s right of course. Despite how she reacted to our scents—our presence—Riley may not want anything to do with us. And even if she does, the idea of changing things around here makes me uneasy. It’s always been the four of us. That’s all we’ve ever needed.
Or maybe we just didn’t knowwhatwe needed. And maybe what we needed just showed up at our doorstep.
EIGHT
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R I L E Y
I wakeup in a strange bed, in a strange room, and I am more relaxed than I have ever been. That was, without a doubt, the best night of sleep in my entire life. I have no idea how it even happened. Sure, the mattress is comfortable, and I’m sure the sheets are some extra high Egyptian cotton thread count, but I don’t usually sleep well in beds that I haven’t slept in before.
Rolling over, I bury my nose in the dark-blue pillowcase. Instantly, all of my muscles lose whatever tension they had left, and a sense of euphoria falls over me.
The sheets were freshly washed, and I can smell the floral detergent, but someone’s entrancing scent is still on the fabric. I’m really not sure which of the four Alphas the scent belongs to, just that it makes me feel amazing from my head to my toes. Maybe all of their scents have been mixed together into one ultimate scent meant to send an Omega to their knees. All I know is, it’s a good thing I’m still lying down.
It’s strange how it calms me, physically and emotionally, like I’ve just had a day at the world’s most luxurious spa. I know I can’t be part of the Woods pack, or part of any pack for that matter, but this relaxation, this utter contentment, makes me want it more than ever. I close my eyes and just for a moment, I am Poppy, the Omega who found her devoted pack after a bad car accident. I am Lisbeth, the foreign exchange Omega who found her pack despite a language barrier. I am every main character in every book I’ve ever created, finding her bliss.
An ache forms in my heart that makes hot tears burn at the edges of my eyes as I picture not my characters, butme,surrounded by Alphas who need me and want me to be with them forever. Surrounded by a family.
I allow myself to sink into the fantasy, just for another minute, as I bury my face in the sheets, but then I come up for a fresh gulp of air and open my eyes to reality. Even if Miles willingly brought me into their home, I’m no good for any of them. I’m damaged beyond any hope of repair.
The cervus silently sleeping in my veins can awaken at any moment. It’ll claim each of my senses and eventually, it’ll claim me, too. No pack would want to go through that. Which is why it would be selfish of me to accept a bond, knowing I can only cause my bonded pain in the end. Knowing that for the rest of my life, they would have to take care of me as I get weaker and weaker, before I finally die, leaving them to grieve my absence.
