Page 105 of A Nest of Maple & Mist

At least any alpha with a conscious.

“Couldn’t you just give her what she wants? She’ll probably be more amiable to eating and drinking after,” Ty said.

I shook my head, cradling Ty’s chin. “No, Mate. Unfortunately, once she’s had her first knot, it’ll catapult her further into the depths of her heat. It will get progressively harder to get her to eat, drink, and bathe until the fever breaks.”

Slick coated her creamy thighs, glinting in the muted light like an invitation. I licked my lips, my alpha pacing. I was on the edge of a rut. A sharp breath hissed through my clenched teeth. I couldn’t succumb. That would leave Jason in the difficult position of having to protect our omega and his rutting pack brother.

When Mia squirmed again, Jason groaned, giving up on the gentle coaxing.

“Stop! Listen to me and eat.”

The weight of Jason’s guttural bark made the room shudder. While it wasn’t directed at me, my alpha retreated, bowing to our Apex alpha’s will.

Mia froze. The defiance drained from her as the command rooted within her.

“Yes, Alpha,” she whispered, parting her plush pink lips in offering.

I stifled a groan, giving my cock an unfulfilling tug. If I thought it wouldn’t unravel our omega, I’d fuck Ty into the mattress while she watched.

“That’s it. That’s our good girl. If you eat what we give you and drink a glass of water, I’ll knot this tight ass of yours while Shane knots your cunt. Would you like that, Omega?”

He ghosted his lips over the shell of her ear. A broken whimper bounced off the walls. She nodded, flashing a bright smile as she stuck out her tongue, wiggling her cute bum.

“Bribing omegas now?”

I arched a brow. My blood roared at the prospect of knotting our omega’s pretty pink pussy.

Jason huffed as he adjusted his grip on her hips.

“You got a better idea? This tiny terror is relentless.”

Ty chuckled, and I picked up another strawberry. As if I were feeding some wild animal, I slowly slid the berry between her teeth. The tip of her tongue lapped the juice from my fingers, and I moaned.

My head fell back and my eyes closed. I dared a glance at her, and her gaze locked with mine as she chewed. I fed her half the bowl before I waved my white flag.

If she looked at me like that while licking my fingers one more time, I was going to come all over the sheets.

And if that happened, our little omega would be pissed. I wasn’t too proud to admit I was slightly terrified of a knot-drunk omega who couldn’t get said promised knots.

She downed the glass of water Jason gave her in two gulps. The back of her hand wiped the residue from her mouth. In one quick flash, she dropped her chest and cheek to the bed, thrusting her ass in the air, presenting for us.

“Knot. Now,” she pouted.

Gods, she looked so stunning—flushed cheeks, skin gleaming, and her back bowed beautifully with her rounded ass presented to us like a gift. My throat thickened. The scent of her slick was so dense it felt like I was drowning in a vat of warm maple syrup.

My alpha clawed, a dangerous desire stirring in a primal place in the pit of my stomach. The need to bite and claim and rut made my canines ache and my cock harder than stone.

“Yes, baby girl. How would you like your beta to fuck your mouth while your alphas knot you?”

“Yes. Yes. Yes,” she mewled, each iteration getting progressively harsher.

He looked over at Ty, who was hovering at the edge of the nest, his eyes dark with a mix of longing and devotion.

“You heard her, handsome. Our omega wants every hole filled with her pack’s cocks.”

“Please,” she sobbed, and Ty cursed under his breath.

Our beta moved, slow and cautious, toward our omega. A calm aura followed him, the tendrils of it keeping our frantic alphas in check. Ty dropped to his knees by Mia’s face, staring at her with so much reverence as his thumb swept over her parted lips.