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I whine again, nodding frantically and biting my lip to keep from crying. Tristan’s long fingers pet my head in slow caresses. “I know,” he murmurs, “I know, baby. Your alpha is going to make you feel better, okay?”
He infuses a bark into his voice. “Jonah, now.”
With a sloughed growl, Jonah’s pained eyes fly to mine, and his body bears down against me. Finally, the lower half of his knot pops into place.
And I explode.
Into a million shimmery pieces. Into stardust and shining euphoria.
The feeling is so incredible, it doesn’t even make sense. It’s impossible. Too perfect. Too glorious and complete and full.
Jonah roars, the deep sound vibrating against my breasts while he buries his face against my shoulder. “Fuck, Serena,” he roughs out, the words nearly a sob. “You’re so fucking good.”
I can’t understand what he’s talking about when, clearly, he’s the one who’s hit the reboot button on my very existence. And now I’ll just be glitter, floating around in space for eternity.
Or so I think.
Until he moves.
Holy. Fuck.
His knot tugs on every nerve inside of me, grinding into the sizzling pleasure points with every nudge of his hips. I moan, my pussy gushing slick and perfume until I swear I feel a puddle underneath me.
“There’s a good girl,” Tristan murmurs, softer. “Squirting all over your big alpha. You’re so beautiful, stretched like this.”
Thinking about his obscene view only makes me tremble harder, my body wound to the breaking point. Jonah noses at my pulse, sucking at my neck while he works me in circles. His groin hits my clit every time he finishes a rotation, bringing me to the edge of a cliff I’m afraid to jump from.
But Tristan is there, solid and steady, pumping reassurance into the air with that unflappable calm of his. “You’re going to come all over that huge knot,” he tells me, blue eyes flashing. “And he’ll be locked inside you for the rest of the night.”
After spending years dreaming of this—needing this—the thought alone is enough to push me over. My core cinches, squeezing everything Jonah has with enough force to rip a scream from my lips.
“Fuck,” he gasps, snarling my name. “Fuck, Serena.”
With a final growl, the solid weight inside of me doubles—pressing out, rubbing around. Filling every nook until throbbing heat strokes the pulse echoing from my clit to my inner walls.
One climax rolls right into another, both of us coming twice before we manage to find one another again. His lips brush mine, reverent and panting.
“Manamea. You’re really mine now, yeah? My omega?”
Fresh tears rise in my eyes while I squeeze him with my arms and legs, nodding into his broad shoulder.
“Yes,” I cry quietly. “Yes, your omega.”
He nestles into the crook of my neck, breathing shakily and squeezing his eyes shut while I nuzzle his bearded cheek.
He stays locked deep while we settle into one another, my hands roaming his back as he calms. Tristan is gone—and I don’t know when he disappeared from the bedside to let us have our moment, but I find it touching how much he respects his packmates.
Jonah sinks against me, settling. But in my middle, there’s a quick flicker of light. Just enough to make me turn my head and look toward the doorway, where our pack leader has paused to watch me comfort our big man.
The flare inside sparks into a full-blown feeling. The first one he’s ever voluntarily shared.
And it’s…
Gratitude.
For me.
He doesn’t say the words, but I see them on his face and feel them inside, as clear as any said out loud. Thank you, omega.
