Page 47 of Pack’s Prize

“That’s what we’re for, darling, is it not? An omega and her alphas? We’re here to please you. Satisfy you. Although, actually…” My eyes snapped open, worry trickling through my veins for a split second. “Maybe the omega just wants us to watch. Hmm? Is that it?”

“She knows exactly how she looks, laid out like that.”

“Perfect,” came Michael’s voice from the doorway, and I moaned.

“So,” Theo practically purred, “don’t let us stop you.”

NowI was embarrassed.

But seeing the dark, wanting faces of the three alphas… I moved up against the pillows a bit, propping myself up, and spread my legs a fraction more. Theo licked his lip as I teased the hem of the skirt, playing with the ruffle, then sliding it up my legs so I could touch myself again. I moved my hands along my inner thighs toward my center, and by the time my tentative fingers skimmed across the lace once again, I flinched at the touch. I could come just from the way they were looking at me. I gasped as my finger circled my swollen clit.

“You’re so sensitive, even now,” Elias marveled.

“I want to see you,” Theo said, husky. “Take those off.”

“Yes,” I said, and shimmied the undies down over my hips and around my ankles before kicking them off. My fingers found my wet center again, and stroked along my folds.

“Put your fingers inside, omega, I want to see you fuck yourself,” instructed Michael, and then, as I did so, two fingers’ width not nearly enough, he asked, “What were you thinking about?”

“You,” I said, truthfully, and he growled. I heard the clink of a belt from where Theo was standing beside the bed, the zip of pants being undone.

“You were thinking of me fucking you as you touched yourself?”

I nodded, thrusting my fingers deeper inside, then with the other hand I squeezed the roundness of my breast.

“Tell me,” Michael said, and I looked up to see him standing, hands in pockets, at the foot of the bed. He, too, was wearing his suit pants, his shirt half-unbuttoned so I could see his hard chest, the sprinkling of hair across it. “I want to hear you say it.”

“Yes,” I sighed, slipping through my own wetness. “I was thinking of you.” Then, bolder: “I was remembering how you knotted me.” Theo groaned, and I could hear the sound of skin on skin. “I was imagining,” I said, bolder still, “you knotting me and pumping me full of your pups. Imagining how good it would feel to be so full of you, alpha,” I said, giving in to the fantasy again, letting my eyes fall closed. “To carry your seed inside of me, to give you my body like that–”

I was so close to coming, my walls squeezed tight around my fingers, and beside me I heard Theo moan “fuck, fuck,” and I looked over to see his cock twitching desperately, his face twisted up as he stroked himself.

The sight of it had me grinding against my hand, wanting more. “Theo, please,” I said, “I need you,” and he shuffled to the bed, tugging my skirt around my waist with one hand even as he used the other to shove his cock inside me.

“Yes,” I sobbed, my sore walls stretching over his girth as he buried himself within me. The stretch of him so soon after my heat was almost too much for my exhausted body, but I couldn’t help wanting him when he felt so good inside. I hooked my feet around his hips and let my head fall back against the pillow.

Michael whipped his shirt off over his head, still half-buttoned. He quickly removed pants and boxer briefs and stalked toward the bed.

“You want that, omega?” Michael said, standing at the foot of the bed, buck naked, his cock in his hand and an unreadable look on his handsome face. “You want me to fuck you until you’re bred? That’s your fantasy? That’s what had you smelling so sweetly that Elias here had to come check on you, make sure you weren’t going back into heat?”

“Yes,” I moaned.

“What if it were Elias, here, who knocked you up? Or Theo? I want to hear you, omega,” Michael reminded me as I nodded again.

“Yes, alpha,” I said. “Alphas,” and Theo’s hips stuttered for a moment. He pulled out abruptly, his cock coated in my glistening slick.

“Oh, god, Ava, I don’t want to come yet–” he panted, squeezing down hard on his shaft. I whined at the loss. “Fuck–”

“Elias,” Michael barked, and nodded his head at me.

Suddenly, I found myself high in the air, slung effortlessly over the huge alpha’s shoulder, his strong arm wrapped tight around my thighs and dress flipped up over my bare ass.

“So much forshe’ll be tired after her heat,” murmured Elias, and I nearly laughed out loud.

I didn’t know how long I could have this.

Them.

But I knew that I wanted as much as I could have, while I still had the chance.