Page 14 of Spare the Bond


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“Saint, Crow, and I met as kids in an orphanage. We’ve been a pack forever. We do everything together.” Hunter pants into my mouth. “Kiss me again, Omega. Let me taste you.”

I angle my head and kiss him, opening my mouth as soon as his tongue touches my lips. His arms band around me and drag me down tighter.

“Oh, baby, where did you even come from? You are perfection,” Hunter moans as he kisses down my jaw and sucks on my throat.

I whimper and wrap my arms around his back, needing to be as close as I can because these alphas are mine.

I can feel it now. I won’t give them up. This is my scent match, my destiny, and my happily ever after.

“Can you come like this?” Hunter grits out. “Is this enough for you to come or do you need more?”

“More?” I ask, confused, because I am so close.

“Yes, like this,” Crow says in a dark voice. He grips my hair, yanks my head back, and bites my earlobe. “Come on my alpha’s cock, Omega.”

I let out a shudder as my body obeys my alpha’s command. The ripples spread, getting stronger, until I reach the edge and fall off. I gasp, my eyes wide. I’ve never felt anything that strong before, but Crow is behind me, and Hunter beneath me, and both are still moving, their hands dragging across the skin of my neck and arms. Mouths peppering kisses to my throat. Hunter grasps one of my hands and kisses my palm.

“Good girl,” Crow purrs. “Very good girl.”

Those words bring a glow of happiness and contentment that’s been missing since I ran away from home. I finally feel safe and hopeful.

I’m so overwhelmed by the sudden completeness, the fissure that’s been broken so long suddenly healed, that I burst into tears.

Crow pulls me off Hunter and carries me to the couch. He lays down beside me and strokes my face.

“I know it was scary. I know it was awful. But we’re here now, and nothing is going to hurt you. Nothing will get past us.”

And I believe him because he smells like mine.

Chapter five

Bethany

“I’ve lived in caravanparks, on the streets, hotels, hostels, and refuges. I just kept following the work, but then I came here, and everything dried up. Within days, I couldn’t get a job, not one that lasted more than a few hours, anyway. My car needed repairs that were too expensive. I couldn’t afford it, so that’s how I ended up there. My back was to the wall. I had no options other than to see if I could find an alpha to exchange…” I try not to gag on the words, “accommodation and food for a heat.”

The words I’m saying are coming out easily, confidently, but inside, I feel so fucking stupid. I made myself vulnerable to this lifestyle chasing a dream. The amount of times awful, horrible things could have happened is incredible. I’m very lucky.

“You would have done that?” Saint asks. “I’m not judging, just asking.”

“You know, I used to have dreams and ideas for the future. But then, I’ve been out on my own since I was sixteen. I chased those dreams, I chased that hope. But reality has smashed everything. I feel foolish for giving up a perfectly comfortable home, but none of it matters now. They say bad things happen for a reason, and I know what it is now.”

“What?” Crow asks as he massages my hand.

“I found you. You are the reward at the end of all the badness,” I say simply.

The three alphas look at each other. Saint gestures sharply to me. I almost ask what’s going on, but the doorbell rings, and Crow bounces up to go get it. He comes back with four men and more bags than I’ve ever seen.

“What’s that?” I ask with a sinking feeling.

“What you need,” Crow says as he starts looking through them. “Everything you need.”

I gape at him. “No one needs that much clothing.”

Crow bites his lower lip and snorts. “You do. You deserve them.”

The urge to argue with him presses on me, but these are my pack, and this is obviously a courting gift. One doesn’t throw courting gifts back at alphas.

“But you don’t know me,” I protest once more.

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