Sven brought a bottle of water to my lips, and I quickly drained the whole thing. Anders kept his steady hand behind my back, making sure I was seated comfortably.
I was lost in the care that I didn’t notice when Per sat up, still deep inside me, but now our noses were close enough. He kissed me gently on the lips and smiled. “Can you feel it?”
Chapter Twenty
Anders
Could she?
It wasn’t my knot inside her, yet I felt it right in my heart, the organ sped with a need that was undoing. For the first moment I looked at Isadora, I knew she was going to be our end. I thought she was going to bring the Karl issue to the surface and break the pack altogether, I never imagined… this.
She was all softness, curves, and sweet perfume. I wanted nothing but to rut her, but I had to wait my turn patiently.
Per’s words kept running through my mind, and I couldn’t stop myself from wanting and wishing. An omega for me? I gave up a long time ago. I didn’t think happiness like that was for someone like me. Yet here she was, so beautiful and real. Per grunted and started to move after long minutes of waiting. His eyes found mine, and he nodded, letting me know that he was slipping off her.
“Oh!” she said, surprised. As Per moved her to the side, she smiled at him, her cheeks bright red with a hint of shyness, but I didn’t have time for this. I couldn’t hold back a moment longer, not when Per said she might be ours.
She barely had time to breathe, and I was upon her, kissing her lips, licking her teeth, and demanding more. She responded to me with enthusiasm, melting under my touch, and I brought two fingers inside her drenched pussy. She was filled with Per’s cum, used and soaked, and the idea of filling her even more shook me to the depths of my soul.
Isadora lay down, her pretty, thick legs around my waist, and I didn’t waste time before I sank into her heat. A groan of relief was born from my throat when I pushed in and out of her pussy, and she moaned, responding to my demands so quickly, so good. I wasn’t a patient man like Per. I wasn’t going to ease her into it. My knot demanded her, and I pushed it in at once, not giving her time to tell me no.
She took me too well for a random girl.
Every time I buried myself to the hilt, emotions bubbled to the surface, and my vision turned blurry with desire. I carved her thighs with my fingers, making marks on her pale skin, and she begged for more with those big blue eyes, blinking rapidly at me.
“More?” I asked as I thrust in.
“More. Faster. Everything,” she demanded.
I roared and grabbed her chin, my grip tightened to open her mouth, and I threw a look at Sven, who didn’t need another invitation. He slid his cock into her mouth again, making his home between her lips. She sighed so pretty, but Sven started to fuck her mouth before she could even be too comfortable.
I was falling apart inside this woman. Every thread of my being was pushing the seams, and my heart was opening to her. She was so beautiful, so delicate. I couldn’t stop looking at the way her thick eyelashes fanned over her rosy cheeks, and her heavy breasts bounced with every thrust of my cock. She was soft where I was hard; legs, stomach, heart. She was heaven in femininity, and like the monster inside every man, I wanted to consume that beauty and make it mine.
Her pussy gripped me like a vise, and she worked on Sven’s cock hungrily, perfectly in sync with us. The things I wanted to do to her weren’t right. I should give her to a young pack, boys who have a whole life to live, but here I was, my cock buried so deep inside her, and my heart already gone.
She wasn’t going to leave. Per was right, she was our omega and I didn’t need to understand why we were blessed with this miracle, but enjoy. After years of sadness, after everything that kept us apart, we arrive at this moment. Our pack was building itself back around this woman. This gentle, annoying woman who wants to fight so badly, but needs all the love.
And she was going to get everything from me.
I came inside her with a roar, my skin slapped against hers, and she milked me to my final drop. I lost myself in the sensation, my eyes closing when my knot locked me inside.
This was it. I was never letting her go.
Chapter Twenty-One
Sven
When I held her pretty face and taunted her with my words, I didn’t think we were going to end here.
Isadora was stretched over the bed, her pretty braids over the pillows, while my pack brothers made sure she was eating. Anders ran downstairs and came back with a plate of fruits and bread, feeding her so earnestly that it was heartbreaking to me.
My hands flexed in a spasm as I watched the scene unfold. Per’s words kept coming back to me like a broken record, and even if I wasn’t ready to accept, I knew he was right. I was a doctor, for god’s sake. I didn’t really believe the northern lights kicked her heat, and I treated every omega in this village. None ever had this power over me. When I first scented Isadora, I became blinded. All I could think about was having her in my hands. Nothing mattered anymore. That very reaction wasn’t normal. I knew that was in front of my omega. But the question was whether I was ready to accept this.
I cracked my neck and marched to her. Her eyebrow arched in a challenge, a smirk over her lips, while Per and Anders were smart enough to jump out of my way.
“On your stomach,” I said, the words barely making it out.
I was painfully hard, impossibly so, and she was there. So soft and beautiful. Isadora surprisingly didn’t challenge me but turned on her stomach, showing off her ass. I grunted like an undomesticated animal before I hooked my fingers down on her hips and brought them up, forcing her on her knees.
