Page 205 of Knot Their Soldier: Part Three

"You were made for this, weren't you, princess?" Knox says from above me, his voice rough with arousal. "An Omega perfect for taking our cocks."

A long moan spills out of me, turning ragged as the others laugh softly around me.

The vibration of their amusement only makes everything worse, and by worse, I mean so, so much better.

The room is all praise, love, and the dizzying overwhelm of being surrounded by them.

Shade is the first to lose control, his rhythm breaking as he curses low and comes. I feel his cock throb inside me, filling my ass with heat.

The moment he pulls out, Blaise is there, utterly unabashed and eager, and starts tongue-fucking my gaping hole. It's filthy, and the wet noises are purely erotic. The sensation quickly finishes me on the spot.

I come with a low moan that shakes my whole body, and it sets Knox off.

He chokes off my moan as he shoves his weeping cock deeper, and my orgasm has relaxed my throat, allowing me to take him all the way down. My nose brushes the curly hair at his base. The scent of pure, musky Alpha fills my head, and before I know it, my eyes are rolling back and I'm hurtling off into another orgasm.

Knox roars above me, and he throbs as he comes down my throat.

Time passes, though I barely register it. I am too thoroughly spent to track anything beyond the slow return of breath and thought.

When I finally come back to myself, we're lying tangled together while our breathing slowly evens out and the last of our sweat cools against our skin. Beyond the arched window, the sun sinks behind the mountains, turning the room golden before the light begins to fade.

I lie there and take in the warmth of the nest beneath us, the weight of my mates around me, the satisfaction humming through my body, and most of all, the absence of fear.

I think that is the difference between a temporary nest and a home.

A temporary nest is somewhere to hide, rest, and recover before the next threat finds you. A home is somewhere you fought for, bled for, and intend to hold your ground to protect. We did that here. We defended this place, and now we have filled it with us too, with our bond, our bodies, and our love.

For the first time since we came to Blackgate, I feel settled.

I stretch with a quiet groan, and Viper loosens his hold so I can stretch up and press a kiss to his mouth.

He smiles into it, brushes a loose strand of hair back from my face, and says, low and certain, "Welcome home, pretty girl."

Chapter Fifty-One

Knox

I sit at my desk with the morning reports filed neatly in my datapad, the latest drone footage summarized in Shade's unbiased, no-nonsense style.

I mark three items for immediate discussion in this morning's briefing and close the file just as I hear footsteps approaching my office door.

The knock comes a second before the door opens.

Halley slips inside without waiting for me to invite her in, and I feel the tension in my shoulders melt away the way it always does when she enters any room. She crosses to my desk, her attention flicking once over the datapad before settling on me.

"You look very stern, General Knox."

"I am a very stern person, Omega Specialist Sparks."

Her mouth curves with a knowing smile, and a mischievous glint appears in her beautiful purple eyes. "Not always, in my experience."

I exhale and force myself not to think about how unleashed she made me feel in the nest yesterday. I clear my throat and sit up straighter in my chair.

I expect her to ask something about the briefing, which is due to begin soon. Instead, she stops beside my chair and reaches for my collar.

Her fingers smooth the edge of the fabric, straighten the fold, then flatten the front of my jacket with small, efficient touches that have no business affecting me as much as they do. I don't move and let her work.

"You had it twisted," she says.