The skin of her back was smooth and hot like the rest of her. I traced her spine as I took a long breath, and it was all the warning she got before I pushed inside.
She was paradise.
My eyes fell close, and I thrust until my knot was all that was left outside. Isadora fell to the sheets, her ass in the air, creating an angle that had me groaning. She was so good, this omega, much more than an old pack like ours deserved. My heart twisted into knots when I had to ask myself if that was the problem here, that it was me still trying to punish myself for that damn conversation with Karl.
I closed myself to my pack, and now I refused to believe I had an omega even as she materialized in front of my eyes, more perfect than I could ever conjure or wish for.
My knot made its home inside Isadora. Her heat squeezed me hard, and for a long moment, I stopped breathing. There were stars over my eyes, the volume of the world turned down, and the pads of my fingers tingled against her skin. It was like a puzzle clicking into place, like a road that finally ends. My next breath came out choked as if I was too purging my own insecurities and leaving to the past all the reasons I couldn’t have the woman in front of me. Not only could I but she was already mine.
In and out, I pistoned into her, taking every moan out of her pretty mouth like a prayer, taking every second of her pleasure like a promise.She was made for me. The truth of my statement echoed inside my mind until it wormed its way to my heart.
She was ours.
Our Isadora, our omega.
“Isa…” I grunted over her.
She looked at me over her shoulder, braid whipping my way, and it was too irresistible not to jump into the opportunity. I took her soft strands into my hands and pulled at first. She looked at me with that devilish smile of hers, and I surprised myself by smiling back. Her braids felt like reins in my hands, and I rode her pussy even harder than before. I twisted and circled the braids around my wrists, and Isadora lifted off the bed, following my commands like my good girl.
There was too much sweetness in a moment like this. Even as I thrusted in and out of her with violence, there was something magical when she moved as I needed, when she took me more than I thought she would.
My hips worked relentlessly, and her pussy tightened around my cock, showing me she was ready to come once again. I used the moment to hike her up and plaster her back against my chest. My hands let go of the braids and took her nipples, soft and pink like the rest of her.
I found Per’s eyes. He was lying on the bed and waiting around now that he had knotted her, but fuck him. Everyone works in this pack. Every man needs to work to get this omega off.
“Taste her,” I said.
He didn’t wait for me to take my cock out of her because he knew I wasn’t going to do it until I was done, but he followed my orders and latched on to her clit. I didn’t need to look down to see if he was licking her. I could feel her around my cock when she was climbing to her orgasm quicker than ever and squeezing me like never before.
Anders moved, taking a nipple in his mouth, but I refused to give him the other, no, that one was mine, soft and hard in my hands. Isadora sank her nails into Per’s scalp, riding his face at the same time she rode my knot. She was lost in desire, our little omega. Her mewls were hoarse, and she was singing with abandon until she crashed and came all around me.
How could a creature so small be this powerful? She had three alphas on their knees for her, and I knew right there we would be on our knees in front of this woman for as long as we stayed on this earth.
My knot locked inside her, swelling into an impossible size, and she sagged over my chest, spent and happy. I wanted to make her come again and again, I realized. I was enamored by the sounds she made, obsessed by her scent on my skin.
And if I let myself be, I could be in love with her too. I used the knotting as an excuse to hug her against my chest, feel the rightness of it all, enjoy the quiet moment before my knot eased out of her and we all had to face each other.
Isadora tangled herself in the sheets. As if we all hadn’t seen it all and enjoyed her body multiple times, I let her do it, biting back my commentary.
“What happens now?” she asked, her voice low and shy.
Anders sat beside her, his hand over her temple. “How are you feeling?”
Her cheeks burned bright red. “Good.”
She knew as much as we did. Anders looked at Per, and he looked at me. I was a doctor, but they didn’t need a doctor for this. They needed their instincts, yet I nodded. She was our omega.
“We can do the test if you like,” Per offered.
“The test to match me with a pack?” she asked, and I was happy to notice she sounded alarmed.
“If you want to be sure,” Per said anyway.
As if I would ever let that happen. I was a crazy bastard and too far gone for this woman. I wouldn’t take the chance, but we didn’t need to argue about this right now. Let Per pretend I was reasonable.
“But… but what if they do match me with someone?” she asked. “No. No, I don’t want that.”
Not even Per could hide the satisfied smile on his face. “That means you chose us?”
