Page 61 of Welcome to Seaman’s Cove: Part Two

This is the Hunter Anderson I’d always heard about. He takes complete and total control. Filthy and demanding. But it doesn’t scare or intimidate me. I’m a vessel for him to use for my Madi’s pleasure, and his own, and I’ve never been happier. Never felt such overwhelming satisfaction.

“Bite me, alpha,” I moan, unable to wait any longer.

And he listens. He bites into my upper forearm as his thrusts grow more urgent. I can’t move, lost in pleasure, taking the friction he gives, held by Madi’s sweet warmth. My gaze meets Phoenix’s around Caspian’s thigh, and I see all the love and joy of the moment reflected back to me. Why did I fight this for so long?

When I come, it sets off a chain reaction, all of us totally and completely filling our omega.

Someday, I’ll bite her. Maybe Caspian, too, if he wants me. Someday, we’ll all be a fully connected web of twisted bonds. But for now, I’ll enjoy this perfect, blissful moment of tangled bodies.

My pack.

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Getting Madi from the ship to the island rental Seb set up is a comical feat of epic proportions. After fighting us on food and showering, she’s currently refusing to stay dressed, even as we make our way out of the room.

“You have to keep that on,” Hunter says for the fifth time, tugging his shirt back down over Madi’s head.

Our needy omega sticks her tongue out at him. Caspian laughs.

“Yeah, I’m loving this uninhibited, sassy side of her, too, Squishy.” I wink at my merman. “Let the woman be naked if she wants to be, Hunt.” I elbow Hunter before dropping my arm over Madi’s shoulder. “She’s been through enough already.”

She seems to like me agreeing with her, because she throws both arms around my neck and rubs her cheek against my chest, scent marking me with a storm of perfume. I squeeze her shoulder, the fabric of Hunter’s shirt bunching as I do, the combined scent of them taking me straight to my happy place.

“Remind me why we’re not just locking ourselves in our room with her?” I ask, ready to throw her over my shoulder and head right back to bed.

Hunter looks from side to side, scanning for threats, as we work our way down the hall toward the deck. “There are other people around. We need privacy. She can’t just⁠—”

Madi tries to take her shirt off again. Hunter growls. Caspian tsks. But I smile. I might be an alpha, and just as possessive as the rest of them, but I don’t mind showing off what I’ve got that no one outside our pack can have. If my girl wants to be naked, I won’t complain.

“The dinghy’s ready,” Sebastian says as we join him on deck. He went ahead to make sure we were all good to go before we brought Madi up.

“Thank the gods.” Hunter sweeps our omega into a bridal carry, probably hoping his hold on her will keep her from undressing again. She wiggles so much, her ass hangs out. I hide a laugh by turning my back to help Caspian and Seb load our luggage into the boat while Hunter climbs in with Madi.

There’s no port on this private island, just a runway for private planes and a dock for smaller boats, so we’ve got to take the dinghy ashore.

After getting everything packed in, I take a moment to thank the captain and the few crewmates who are risking hanging around before climbing in after my pack.

“The key is supposed to be under a hibiscus plant pot,” Seb says, looking at his phone as I steer the little boat away from the yacht.

“No, omega,” Hunter snaps. Madi is on her knees between the bench seats, her elegant fingers fumbling with Hunter’s zipper.

“She’s insatiable,” Caspian says in an awe-drenched tone.

Hunter locks Madi’s wrists in his grip. “A little help,” he grunts through tight teeth.

“I say let her have at it.” I drop my gaze suggestively to the bulge in his pants. How have I not had that thing inside me yet?

Seb rolls his eyes at me. “We need to get to shore.”

“Right. I’m getting us there. You all just have to sit back for a few minutes. Let our girl have a treat for being so good, and…” I wink at my beta. “I bet she’ll put on a great show for us.”

Madi turns her bright face toward me and smiles with so much joy it makes me lose my breath. Yep, I’m gonna be her favorite. I lean forward just enough to kiss her forehead. “I’ll always side with you, sunshine,” I whisper so only she hears.

Caspian’s face splits in a shit-eating grin. “I like this plan.” He’s sitting right next to Hunter, and before he even gets the last word out, he’s got his pants around his ankles and his bare ass on the bench seat. “If you won’t give her what she wants. I will.”

“We have to get her inside,” Hunter grumbles, but the protest is half-hearted as he watches Madi scoot over and dive between Caspian’s legs. His pupils blow out when she flattens her tongue and drags it from base to tip.

“Fuck it.” Hunter grabs Madi’s hair, wrapping it around his fist at the same time as he tugs his shorts down with his other hand and frees his cock. “My turn.” He pulls her off Caspian by the hair, and she comes willingly with a smirk.