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His eyes widen. “Really?”

I smile and nod, looking at Zane over my shoulder. “You too.”

“Hell fucking yes,” he growls. “Lean over, get close to Griffin.”

I give Griffin a better angle at my neck, and Zane blankets his body over my back. I can feel both of their hot breaths against my neck on opposite sides.

“Now take his knot in that tight little pussy, Trouble, as I knot this perfect ass.”

I scream as Griffin thrusts up, popping his knot into place at the same time he bites down on my neck. Zane growls as he shoves forward, causing my eyes to roll back as he shoves his knot into my ass. That's a first and would probably hurt a hell of a lot more if my body wasn’t being sent to fucking heaven while pure ecstasy fills me. We all cum hard, my orgasm so powerful that I black out, and I’m sure the guys do too.

And just like that, I feel whole. Everything inside me snaps into place. My heart and soul feel so damn full. It’s like everything that was meant to be has finally happened. They are officially mine for life; my best friends, my alphas, my mates... my everything. And I wouldn’t have it any other way.

Chapter 39

Jade

Iwake up with a grin on my face. My first ever heat was a success. I still don’t know how I was able to even have one. I know I’ve been taking my suppressants like clock work. But my doctor did say the longer I used them, the less effective they would be. Omegas were designed to have heats, and long term suppressants were not the answer, as they could lead me to have some serious problems in my future.

The only reason I was even on them was because I wasn’t ready to have a heat.

Now that it’s no longer an issue, I don’t see any reason why I’d need to be on them after this. Although, they also did work as birth control, so I’ll have to see about maybe going on regular birth control.

The idea has a wave of disappointment washing over me. I don’t want to go back on birth control. If I’m with my guys and everything is good, why bother? They seemed just as excited about having little ones as I am.

That makes me smile even harder as I roll over and shove my face into the pillow. My body aches in the most delicious of ways. My belly heats as I remember all the down right dirty things we’ve done over the past few days.

A lot of it I don’t remember, too lost in the haze of my heat. All I really remember is being very needy, very horny, and there were never enough cocks.

But the guys were troopers and were so good with me. My heart clenches. How lucky am I? I have the best alphas anyone could ask for.

My heat is over now, it broke last night after we rode poor Zane into the ground.

Zane and Griffin were putting in double time because I guess my heat made Everett almost as needy as I was. His sex addiction hasn’t been as bad as he said it used to be. I mean, we’re always having sex; it's like we can’t keep our hands off each other, and I love it. But he said it’s different.

He’s not as stressed and doesn’t need it to cope with his issues like the others did with drugs and drinking, things that the guys have been amazing at keeping out of their systems. I don't think Zane has touched a drop since the night he got plastered after he found out about Calvin knowing me from before.

My belly rumbles in need of something to eat, and I groan as I stand. I wrap the sheet around my body while noting how sore my legs are.

Not so happy voices meet my ears as I drift down the hall of the beach house we’ve rented. “This is fucking bullshit!” Zane snarls, the anger in his voice causing a spike of panic to spear my chest.

I’m about to step around the corner and see what's going on when I hear an announcer of some sort. “Rock stars of the band Tattered Souls, Zane, Griffin, and Everett were caught doing something very naughty.” A woman chuckles. Peaking into the living room, I see the TV is on. They’re watching the sleazy news channel ruled by this beta named Chelsea, who is more of a gossip than anything else. Yet, she’s still insanely popular because people love drama.

“Of all the sex tapes to be leaked, I think this one is by far my favorite,” she goes on with a smile.

Sex tape? My stomach drops. What sex tape? What the fuck is going on?!

“Haven’t seen it? Well, now you will. Sorry in advance, but I had to blur out all the goodies so I can share it.” She laughs, and then I feel a wave of nausea hit me as I see a video pop up. This sex tape isn’t one of the guys and another woman. No, it’s one of them with me.

From the way that my arms are tied up, it’s when we had sex in the recording studio.

“I thought you only recorded her vocals!” Everett snaps, getting into Zane’s face.

“I did!” he shouts back. “Look at the fucking angle! It had to be from a security camera or some shit!”

“Why the fuck do they have cameras in the recording studio?” Griffin adds in.

“I don’t fucking know!” Zane growls. “They don’t in the ones we’ve fucking worked in before. Maybe France is different, I don’t fucking know.”