I took Blake’s cock, and it was truly like velvet. He was so soft, caring and sensitive…
I milked both Dreydon and Josh’s shafts, liking that I pleased them. When I pressed the tips together, I let both come into my mouth.
“Fuck,” Josh hissed, “naughty girl.”
I stroked their girths, swirling my tongue over their crowns. “Like kings,” I whispered, and I meant this.
In this bed, I was a princess—I was a queen, and my kings did nothing but serve me. I was their object of desire, the one they desired to be with above all others.
“I love you.” My voice rang out, pure and true.
Blake came deep inside of me, passionately kissing me after Dreydon and Josh pulled their cocks away.
“I love you, Layla. You’re our girl…” Nipping at my lower lip, Blake kissed me so tenderly. “You’re perfect, perfect body, perfect soul.”
“Oh, Blake,” I cried out, and he bit my neck. Just… replayed our bond marking, and even though I was already bonded to him, even though I chose him and he chose me for a mate, I felt our connection strengthen.
He sucked on my neck, and Dreydon played with my hair the entire time. Josh went to my toes, and he rubbed them… while Blake gave me the upmost pleasure.
Treasured, protected, and adored.
In their eyes, I wasn’t just an Omega.
“Every Alpha has a spot in his heart to store treasure,” I sniffled, staring into heavyset blue eyes. “Am I in yours, Blake?”
Each of my Alphas responded yes.
“You’re in my heart, little Layla. You’re my treasured Omega, and I want to make you happy every day for the rest of my life.”
Safe.Protected. Loved. Adored.
In their eyes, I was everything.
EPILOGUE
Layla
Everything was right. Everything was neat, cozy, snug, safe and warm.
I settled into my nest, my big strong Alphas surrounding me. It was the first time inviting them into my nest.
My Alphas and I just came in from a rainstorm. We’d rushed through the forest, grateful that my little cottage provided safe shelter. We’d been collecting wild clover and I wanted to enclose the flowers in a clear vase.
We settled into my blanket, the spring shower falling outside the window. The May rain was nice and tranquil. It was cozy in my nest, very safe and snug. My homemade apple blossom-scented candle flickered sporadically, painting shadows on the wall. Outside my cottage, rain fell and clouds gathered. The weather station said the shower would last all afternoon, but here we were safe.
I loved my nest, I thought as my big paperback spilled out across my lap. I flipped through the pages lazily, a relaxed sigh escaping me. But I loved my Alphas more.
Blake put a soft pillow behind my head. “There, there, little Layla,” he purred, his voice gentle and kind. “Nice and cozy. Just for you.”
Josh let me nuzzle into his arm, and he whispered, “I baked you fresh sherbet cookies, Layla. Your favorite to eat during the rain.”
I thought of all the wonderful moments we spent together. The laundry my Alphas did. The gas they put in my car, the gutters they cleared.
They worked long and hard courting me, and I was grateful they put in the effort.
Big tears—like glass beads—welled in my eyes. “Thank you,” I whispered, munching on the sherbet cookie Josh slid to my lips. “I didn’t believe I was worthy of a pack. I only wanted a book boyfriend. You three showed me what true love is. What a pack really means.”
Dreydon nodded, brushing out my hair. He was braiding a little bow into it, I realized. A pink bow.
