Page 61 of Breaking Bailey


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Bailey

The guys were pretending to give me space while I read a book on the couch. They hovered around the kitchen island, with Sterling acting as bartender, so I was in their direct eyesight. If I so much as scratched my nose, I saw their side-eyes and the slightest twitches of their bodies like they were ready to come over should I need help.

I didn’t register a single word on the pages. Mostly, I was lost in my head, flipping the pages every so often to keep up the act. Because I was enjoying the space. They were bordering on overbearing. Sterling was doing his best to clamp down on his side of the bond, but little trickles of emotion were still coming through—worry, desire, and… a need tocuddle? Was I even interpreting that one right?

“Alright, enough of this!” I said, standing up and slamming the book down on the coffee table. The guys were startled when I whirled around, staring at me. “I’m fine now, bruised but fine, and I want you to stop avoiding me. In fact, I want Cyrus to bite me, and I want the rest of us to bond.”

“Count me in,” Weston said, already tearing off his clothes. The brothers didn’t comment on his behavior for once. Instead, they followed his lead.

“I’ve been dying to,” Cyrus admitted as he walked forward, his cock jutting out in front of him. Just the prospect had my alpha rock hard, which made me feel undeniably good. “But only once my knot is inside you.”

“I’d want nothing less,” I told him. My breath began to come faster as my four mates surrounded me, anticipation fanning the flames of my desire. Hands were already brushing over my heated flesh, teasing me with delicate touches.

“Kiss me,” Sterling demanded. I turned my head toward him, and he slanted his lips over mine, whiskey on his breath and his spiced cider scent filling the air. Lust and need pulsed through our bond, and slick trickled down my thighs in response. With one mate, it was manageable. I couldn’t imagine what it’d feel like when Cyrus bit me too, but I wanted that so badly.

“We’re not being left out! An alpha better bite us once you bite her,” Weston demanded of his alpha brother and father. It wasn’t uncommon in packs since it was the only way for an omega to connect to her beta mates. Maybe, as biological family, they hadn’t pictured ever being in this scenario, but now that Weston had brought it up, I knew it wasn’t just an option. Thisneededto happen. I needed all of my mates connected to me. I wanted to be overwhelmed by them, surrounded by them no matter where we were or what we were doing. They’d become a sort of security blanket for me, albeit the sexiest security blanket I’d ever seen, and something inside me just knew that I’d feelfulfilledonce they were all a part of me in that way.

“Yes,” I answered for them, the word morphing into a moan when Hayes latched onto my nipple, sucking hard.

“Ride my face, Bailey,” Weston begged, settling himself on our rug. The others guided me forward, helping me straddle his face. This was a new position for me, but Weston gave me no time to overthink it. He immediately began sucking hard at my clit, using his hands to grind me down on his face.

The others held nothing back. Hayes, Cyrus, and Sterling fell to their knees around me. Cyrus’ stubble teased my skin as he kissed his way down my neck. Hayes’ fingers tweaked my nipple while Sterling watched, his hand stroking his cock. I felt something new hit me through the bond, an emotion that I’d never gotten from Sterling before—exhilaration. He wanted this as much as I did.

Fuck, I was one lucky omega.

My mind blurred as sensation take over. Thoughts were impossible to form while Weston devoured me whole. Between grinding me down on his face and his tongue expertly exploring me, I stood no chance.

The orgasm washed through me, and I cried out. Weston leaned down, closing the minimal distance between us, then his teeth sank into my thigh hard enough to tear a whimper from my lips. He might not be able to fully bond me this way, but he was staking his claim in the way that he could.

Cyrus pulled me away from Weston and laid me out on the floor. My hair fanned around me in a halo as he hovered over me. As I stared up at him, I couldn’t resist. That silver hair covering his chest was just begging me to touch him. My fingers ran through it, and the look in his eyes had emotion rising in my throat.

“I love you, Bailey,” he told me, his voice hoarse with more than just desire.

“I love you too,” I whispered. Somehow, along the way, they’d claimed me completely. There was no turning back.

Without further hesitation, he lined himself up and slammed his cock into me. I was wet from Weston’s teasing, and when I looked down, I could see the blood from his bite on my skin.

Weston gently gripped my head, repositioning me so that I was facing him, then he pressed his waiting cock to my lips. I opened for him, using my tongue to drive him crazy as he set a steady pace that allowed me to keep breathing.

I fought to give Weston my attention, urging him to fuck me like he wanted, and he picked up his pace, finally choking me on his cock. I swallowed him down as tears streamed down my cheeks. He cursed when he came, his hand tangling in my hair as I swallowed down every drop of his cum.

He pulled away, leaving me gasping for air, and Cyrus turned my head back toward him. Our eyes locked on one another as he fucked me.

Hayes sank his teeth into my breast, perfectly timing it so that his father’s soothed that pain with soft strokes over my clit.

Now, I had three of their marks, though only an alpha’s bite could create a bond. Only my silver fox alpha was left.

“Bite me, Cyrus,” I begged as another orgasm threatened to drown me.

“Patience, omega,” he growled. His knot was swelling, making each thrust more difficult.

It wasn’t until he was locked in place that he bent down to hover over me. I tilted my head, exposing the unmarked side of my neck, and my nails dug into his back, urging him to lose control.

My name was on his lips as his hot seed filled me. I closed my eyes, sinking into the feeling when his teeth sank into my neck.

The sound of a grunt had me opening my eyes just in time to see Sterling biting into his brother’s wrist. Weston kept his eyes on me, and a moment later, I felt his excitement through the new bond.

Cyrus pulled away, licking blood from his lips as he stared down at me, then Hayes moved forward, pumping his cock. My beta sighed in relief when he came, his cum painting my chest.

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