The alphas nod, and I see the logic. The two most controlled first. Strategic even in passion. That's my pack.
"And you?" I ask Darren. "Who's marking you first?"
His cheeks flush slightly. "Aidan and Zayn now. Jax and Dmitri later."
"Saving the best for last?" Jax teases, but there's heat in his gray eyes.
"You wish," Zayn scoffs, but it's all camaraderie.
What follows is a careful choreography of horny packmates. Clothes disappear with ease, hands moving with purpose. The pit's design makes everything easier, no awkward angles or precarious positions. Just soft surfaces and plenty of room to move.
Jax positions himself behind me while Dmitri moves to my front, and I have a moment of disorientation. This is really happening. In a few minutes, I'll be marked. Claimed. Theirs in a way that can't be undone.
"Breathe, beautiful," Jax murmurs against my ear.
His cock presses against my ass, and I realize what they're planning. Both of them. At once. The thought should terrify me, but instead, heat pools low in my belly.
"Have you done this before?" I ask, proud when my voice only shakes a little.
"We've never marked anyone before," Dmitri reminds me with a knowing smile, his large hands gentle on my thighs. "But we'll go slow. Careful. Stop if it's too much."
I nod, trusting them completely. These men who've shown me nothing but care, who've made sure I felt included and cherished even when my past always told me I should be on the outside looking in.
Beside us, Darren's getting similar treatment from Aidan and Zayn. I reach for his hand, needing the connection, and he grips it tight.
"Ready?" Jax asks, and I feel the press of his cock against my ass, slick with lube.
"Ready," I confirm, then gasp as he pushes in slowly.
The stretch burns, but it's a familiar burn now. We've done this before, though never with the intention of marking. Never with this permanence hanging over us.
Dmitri waits until Jax is fully seated before moving, giving me time to adjust. When he finally lines himself up with my pussy, I'm wet and ready, body responding to their touches like it was made for this.
"Together," Jax says, and they move in perfect synchronization.
The sensation of being filled from both sides is overwhelming. Not just the physical stretch, though that's intense, but the emotion of it. That wasn't something I was expecting.
They find a rhythm, careful and controlled, building the pleasure slowly. I'm aware of movement beside us, of Darren taking Aidan's cock with soft groans and whispered encouragement, but my focus narrows to the two men claiming me.
"Perfect," Dmitri growls, his accent thick. "Made for us. Our Lexie."
The possessive note in his voice makes me clench around them both, drawing groans from both alphas. Jax's hand slides around to find my clit, rubbing in circles that have me seeing stars.
"Close," I gasp, the pleasure building to impossible heights. "So close."
"Wait," Jax commands, his alpha voice vibrating through me. "Want you to come when we mark you."
The thought of it, of orgasming while they sink their teeth into me, pushes me right to the edge. I'm trembling, holding on by a thread, when I feel them both shift position slightly.
"Now," Jax says, and two sets of teeth sink into my neck right as Dmitri's knot finally sinks into my ass, filling me beyond what I imagined was possible, and oh…
Oh,fuck, it feels good.
The pain is sharp but brief, immediately washed away by the most intense orgasm of my life. I scream, body convulsing between them as they mark me, claim me, make me theirs in a way that can't be undone. Their knots are full inside me, locking us together, making the aftershocks even more intense.
The room spins. Colors seem brighter. And underneath it all, like a current of electricity, I feel something new. Connection. Pack bonds humming to life, faint but undeniable.
"Fuck," I pant when I can form words again.
