I nod, but Corbus is already lowering himself into a crouch so he can examine my well-used dick. For someone who avoids eye contact, he’s not shy about other parts of my anatomy, and a shudder runs through me as I feel his breath on my sensitive crown. He doesn’t touch me, but when he finally tilts his head back, his mouth is inches from my cock as he stares up at me with his icy blue eyes. “What can we do to fix this?”
“I brought a cream,” I mutter faintly, since even more blood has now rushed to my groin, making my head strain and throb. “Um. I grabbed a heat kit from work. It has a bunch of soothing creams, in case things get a little...”
“Tender?” When I crane my neck to look back at him, Bram’s intense eyes are smiling down into my dazed face. “You’ve clearly given it your all, and we appreciate the effort you put in. If you want to take a break…”
“I’m okay,” I say quickly, since that sounds a lot like I’m about to be benched. “I mean, I’ll probably take a step back now you’re here, but I think Katie would want me to stay in the nest.”
Another purr rattles out of Bram’s chest, his hand now squeezing my shoulder. “We’re not here to replace you, Lachlan. The nest is apackbed, and your place is in it, just as much as it’s ours.”
Words I never,everthought I’d hear leave the lips of an uber alpha. But then, did I ever think I’d be standing naked in a kitchen with two alphas eyeing me like I’m a midnight snack?
“Ooh! Is this a pep talk?” Dash strides into the room in nothing but a sly grin and a pair of fuzzy socks. “Head coach to quarterback? Are we acting out a scene, or can I grab a knee, too?”
I smirk at the barrage of sassy questions, but the change in the alphas hits me like a full-contact collision. Their scents spike, and twin purrs explode out of them, their gazes locking on Dash with predatory focus. I’m guessing they’re checking out all the lovebites we bit into his creamy skin, but the omega is completely unfazed by the attention, strutting across the room on a wave of perfumed heat.
“Hello,mijn liefje.” Corbus quickly rises to kiss both of his cheeks, European style. “You were missed.”
“Mmm. You were missed, too.” Dash leans into him, his eyes dreamy as he sticks his nose into the collar of his shirt. “And you smelldivine. Like European leather and expensive chocolate.”
“That’s because of these.” Corbus opens the satchel he carried in and produces a gold box wrapped in ribbon. It smells fancy as hell, and I’m not surprised when Dash squeals and throwsgrabby hands. “Handmade pralines from Bruges!” He hugs the box to his chest and tells me, “My first ever courting gift was a pound of these babies. I think I ate them all in three days, and that was with me using a lot of willpower.”
Corbus gives one of his small smiles, but it’s clear he’s got stars in his eyes as he gazes at the omega. “We have other gifts for each of you. But first, how is your heat? Lachlan said things have been going well.”
Dash’s gaze finds mine again and clings, making my heart thump. “It’s beenfabulous.” He draws the word out in a sinful drawl, his fingers playing with the biggest lovebite near his gland. “I’m achy and ridiculously needy, but I’m also very, very happy.”
He stretches up for a kiss, and I’m all instinct as I gather him in my arms and pull him to my chest. Of course, that just has the alphas shuffling closer, their purrs starting up again as he leans into Corbus’ chest and Bram nuzzles his neck. It’s like being wrapped in a sex-coated sheet, and I’m all agreement as Bram croons, “Your scents are delicious mixed together.”
Dash hooks an arm behind him, drawing the big alpha closer. They kiss, and then it’s a blur of hands and tongues as Dash locks lips with each of us. It’s highly satisfying that he gives me exactly as much attention as his alphas, and I get a little jolt of exhilaration each time I taste their flavor in his mouth. But eventually he gives a shiver and staggers out of our embrace. “God, I want a whole lot more of this, but can we move it into the bedroom? Kate is asleep, I think, but I need you all together in the nest.”
The guys, I realize, have been waiting for this invitation, and snap to attention like a pair of well-trained dogs. “We showered on the plane,” Corbus says as I grab the snacks, and we follow Dash towards his bedroom. “But we can wash up again if you’d like.”
I’m pretty sure Dash is happy with them exactly as they are – travel-rumpled and ready to worship – but Bram gives a small chuckle. “The jet’s probably going to need new upholstery. We’ve been pumping out pheromones ever since we heard your voices on the phone.”
Dash bites his lip and looks over his shoulder, the familiar sight of his rising heat making his face glow. “God, I can’t believe how fucking hot that sounds. I hope you went mile high on each other?”
I smile, but then we step into the bedroom and my gaze snaps to movement on the bed. Katie is sitting up and blinking at us, the tangled sheet pressed to her chest. If I had an artistic bone in my body, I’d spend a lifetime trying to capture the look on her face as she watches Dash enter the room with the alphas. Relief, uncertainty, hunger, and something that looks a lot like love, especially when it swings my way. She gives me a soft smile, then focuses back on the alphas. “You’re home. Is everything okay?”
“It’s perfect,” Bram says in his comforting rumble. “Can we come into your nest, Omega?”
Katie is in the process of sliding to the edge of the bed, but she looks up at him, adorably flushed as she clings to her slick-coated sheet. “Oh. It’s Dash’s bed-.”
“It’s drenched in your scent,” Corbus says in a voice that’s unnaturally thick. In fact, he’s staring at Katie the same way Dash looked at his handmade chocolates. “Please, can we come closer? I’d really like to give you a hug,mijn liefje.”
There’s a hint of strain to his request, and I watch curiously as Katie studies his face. Corbus is one of those people who are almost impossible to unlock, but every crack in their mask is more than worth the effort. “I’d like that, too,” she says softly, scooting forward and getting to her feet. She brings the sheet with her, probably not realizing that it’s like waving a red flag at a very horny bull. But when she stops in front of him, Corbusis the perfect gentleman, wrapping her carefully in his arms. If he sneaks a sniff of her rumpled hair, who can blame him? My cock feels like it’s about to explode just from witnessing their awkward little cuddle.
Bram can’t resist either, moving to bracket Katie in their much larger bodies. She almost disappears inside their embrace, and I hold my breath as they start to purr. It’s a comforting sound for an omega, but in a heat, it can also be the first sign of an alpha rut. Not that I need to worry with these guys. They handle Katie like she’s wearing a Fragile sticker, Bram even leaning down to whisper, “Tell us if it’s too much.”
“No, I like it.” Her head pops up, her cheeks pink and her pupils dilated. “It’s like getting a chocolate hug.”
Bram gives a low chuckle and slowly eases back, although his hands linger on her arms. “Half of the cargo hold was packed with pralines and truffles.” He draws Dash over to him, nuzzling his neck, then doing the same to Katie. “Our bags are in our rooms. Do you want me to get the rest of your gifts?”
“Not right now.” Dash cuddles with his alphas a little longer but then nudges them over to the bed. “I’m pretty enamored with the gift bearers, to be honest, but now that you’re home, I should tell you something.” He waits until the alphas are perched on the edge of the bed, then looks at Katie and me, indicating that he wants us to huddle close. I am more than happy to comply, and we form a tight little knot in front of our rapt audience. “We’ve been talking while you were away,” Dash goes on, “and I’ve made a decision. I want to bond you and wear your mating marks. No more procrastinating; I want us to be a real pack. Just as long as nothing changes between the three of us.” He hugs Katie and I close, rubbing his cheeks against ours. We get caught up for a minute, kissing and stroking him hungrily, but he eventually focuses back on the alphas. “I wantyou both as my alphas, but I want all five of us to be a pack, and I can’t have one without the other.”
The alphas exchange a look that’s loaded with meaning. “That’s what we want, too,” Corbus says in his slow, precise way. “Everyone together, however you’ll have us.”
I can feel some of the tension leak out of Dash’s body. “Great. We haven’t talked about the details, but I’m going to be lost to the haze soon, so I want us all on the same page.”
“I think we’re close,” Bram says, a glint of hunger in his gaze. He’s still wearing the guise of the stoic businessman, but I don’t think it’s going to take much to strip it away. Something is definitely stirring under his surface, and all of that intensity is suddenly raking over me and Katie. “And what about you two? Are you open to being claimed as well?”
