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He hugs me tight, and when he steps back, I know this is it.
This is the last time I’ll see him until I meet him on the other side.
“Time’s up,” Lake says, wiping his eyes.
They stand together in a line in front of me as everything around me blurs.
“I love you, brother,” Lake says, his voice sounding distant.
“I love you, too,” I choke out before he disappears and everything around me fades to black.
I wake with a gasp, my heart pounding in my chest and tears on my cheeks. My throat gets tight as I try to calm my racing heart. Ramsey touches my chest and when I glance over at her, she looks at me with concern.
“Are you okay?” she asks softly, touching my cheek.
“They came to see me in my dream,” I croak out, and she looks at me in surprise.
“Who? Lake?”
“All of them.”
She scoots closer to me and holds me as I cry against her, comforting me as I let out the emotions that took hold when I saw Lake. Ramsey comforts me this time, and as I lay there in her arms, head against her chest, I’m so grateful to have her.
She runs her fingers through my hair and whispers to me that it’s okay, that she loves me and I hold her tighter. When I can finally stop the tears, I tell her about the dream. About talking to them.
She laughs when I tell her about Lake saying he’s the better looking twin, cries when I tell her about our reunion, and smiles when I tell her about what Rule said. But through it all, she’s there, arms wrapped around me and salted caramel scent calming my soul.
I might have lost my brother, but because of it, I found love. I got a family. And as much as I wish he were here with us, I’m grateful to have Ramsey and the triplets in my life.
Chapter Forty-Five
FORDE
I walk into the bedroom with determined strides and when I see Ramsey peek out of the closet with a raised brow at the look on my face, I go to her and grip her hips, closing the door behind me. She gasps as I push her back through the closet until she’s pressed against the back wall, and I cage her in. She’s in nothing but a pair of panties and her bra and it’s hard to keep focused when she looks so godsdamn edible.
“Oh,” she breathes out softly, looking up at me with wide eyes.
“Baby Doll, I have been patient. I’ve been holding back, giving Link and Rion their time since I got so much in the beginning, but I can’t take another day of listening to them pleasuring you. Of not being inside of you and being the one to make you scream. The babies have kept me busy, but today the only people getting knot blocked are Link and Rion. You’re mine until I’m finished with you, and I have no intentions of you being able to walk when I’m done,” I tell her gruffly, running my nose down the column of her throat.
She reaches behind her, moaning when I nibble my way up to her ear, and I hear a click before the wall gives way. I pull back and look into the room behind Ramsey in surprise. It’s her nest. Hidden away in the back of the closet is an entire room with a foam floor and plush pillows and blankets everywhere. I can catch the scent of her alphas if I try hard enough, but mostly the room smells like her.
She grabs my shirt to drag me in as she walks backward, and I kick the door shut behind me. When she falls back into the nest of blankets, she brings me with her, and I land on my hands to keep from falling on her. Her honey blonde hair is splayed out like a halo around her head and her green eyes shine as they look up at me while a playful smile rests on her plush lips.
“I believe you promised I wouldn’t be able to walk, Alpha? I’m waiting,” she says with a smirk that I can’t wait to wipe away.
I grin at her and sit up, ripping my shirt off and tossing it behind me.
“Up,” I say, and when she sits up, I slowly unhook her bra, running my fingers lightly over the exposed skin of her breasts when they’re free.
She lies back and I pull her panties over her hips and down her thighs, continuing to run my fingers lightly over her skin as I drag them down. When she’s completely naked in front of me, I take a deep breath, inhaling her salted caramel scent and groaning as it hits me. She eyes my pants, narrowing her eyes on them and I chuckle, standing to take them off so I’m as naked as she is. I lean over her and give her a quick kiss before smirking at her.
“Four orgasms before I even think about slipping my cock inside of you, Baby Doll. And you’re going to count them out for me. Shall we get started?”
She gasps as I kiss down her body, parting her legs the farther down I go until I slot myself between her thighs. This time, when we do this, I know she’ll be okay. I know after, she’ll look at me with love instead of pain and she won’t have a panic attack. I’ve been patient. I’ve held myself back, scared of the same thing happening again, but seeing her with Link and Rion has only made me ache for her more. I’ve had more dates with my left hand in the last few months than I’d like to admit, but it was all worth it to get to this moment.
When I slide my tongue between her lips, I groan as her flavor explodes across my taste buds and she moans the sweetest little moan. I lick and suck on her lips and clit, driving her wild, and when I feel she’s close, I insert a finger and curl it upwards. Her pussy clenches around me as she cries out, and when she doesn’t count out her release, I stop and raise a brow at her. She’s panting and when she notices I’ve stopped, she lifts her head and looks down at me.
“One,” she says breathily, and I smirk, going right back to what I was doing.
By the time she’s screaming ‘four’, I lift myself and cover her body with mine, notching myself at her entrance. I look into her eyes as I slowly push into her, gripping her hands in mine above her head. I pump into her slowly, wanting to enjoy every second of this moment with her.
“I love you, Baby Doll,” I whisper to her, pressing my forehead to hers and rolling my hips against her.
“I love you, too,” she whispers, her voice coming out choked as I make love to her.
This omega. This amazing woman gave her heart to me, and I fully intend to cherish it. To protect it with my whole being because it’s already so fragile.
I pick her up, sitting on my knees, and her legs drape over my thighs as I press my palm to her back and hold her to me, thrusting up into her, bouncing her on my swelling knot. She wraps her arms around my neck, leaning in to kiss me. Her tongue curls around mine, making me growl, and when she presses down against my knot, I nearly blackout.
Her walls suck me in until it pops into place, and when she clenches around me, I think I see Heaven. My cock twitches inside of her, once, twice, before I spill myself and fill her until my cum is nearly overflowing out of her.
We’re both panting, and she leans her head against my shoulder, sighing contentedly. After I lay down with her splayed over my chest, we doze for a bit, enjoying the time to ourselves for the moment. But I’m not done with her yet. Not by a long shot.
We must stay holed up in the nest nearly all day, and true to my word, by the time she walks out hours later to feed the babies, she’s having a bit of trouble. I chuckle and she turns around to glare at me.
“I didn’t think you meant literally!” she huffs, wincing when she shifts and her pants rub against her sensitive pussy.
“I’m a man of my word, Baby Doll. Of course, I meant it literally,” I tell her, laughing under my breath before I pick her up bridal style to carry her to the nursery.
When I set her down in the glider by the cribs and pick Fisher up to give to her, her frown turns upside down and she’s smiling.
“Yeah, well. Next time, have icepacks on standby,” she mutters, pulling her shirt up to feed Fisher.
I pass Birdie to her when she has him situated, and then I grab Dawson and the bottle Rion handed me at the door to the bedroom when we came out. Sitting on the floor next to her, we feed the triplets together, and I’m content.
My heart feels full, and my soul completely happy.
This is everything to me.
Chapter Forty-Six
RAMSEY
“Come on, my little angel, you got it,” I coo, encouraging Fisher with my arms out for him as I sit on the nursery floor.
He gets up on his hands and knees, rocking back and forth with a gummy smile and drool dripping down his chin as he prepares to try crawling to me again. Birdie and Dawson are over by the toy box, holding on to the edge as they pilfer around inside, throwing everything inside onto the floor when I glance over to check on them before looking back at Fisher.
He rocks again and then lifts his hand, slowly scooting himself forward. I hold my breath as he gets closer and closer, not wanting to shout in excitement and scare him, but the minute he makes it to me, I scoop him up and kiss him all over the face, cheering for him.
“You did it! Oh, look at you go, baby boy. I thought I told you to stop growing up on me,” I growl playfully, tickling his sides and making him squeal and giggle.
Link walks in as I set Fisher back down when he squirms in my hold, and I watch as he slowly scoots himself towards his brother and sister. I stand and walk over to Link, wrapping my arms around his middle and sticking my nose in his chest, inhaling deeply. I groan, my skin feeling itchy and my panties becoming wet as his peppermint scent invades my senses.
“You’re a little warm, Sunshine. Are you feeling okay?” Link asks when he kisses my forehead, looking down at me with concern.
I nod, huffing out a breath.
“I think it’s a spike. Won’t be long now,” I tell him, my voice coming out muffled when I press my face harder against his chest, wanting to be as close to him as possible.
The triplets are nearly eight months old now, which means I should be expecting my first heat since everything any day now. The alphas have been hard at work, helping me clean out my nest and fill it with all new bedding and pillows and their clothes for the last several days when I realized I was spiking.
The mood swings have been horrible, but the minute one of them realizes I’m spiking and that’s why I’m being a major brat, they take me to bed and fix my attitude problem. Honestly, I’ve thoroughly enjoyed it, so maybe I’ve been extra bratty on purpose. Just a little bit.
“Maybe I should call the others and Jilly so she can come get the triplets. Your spikes are becoming more frequent and you’re running warmer today than you have been.”
“It’s a Saturday, which means Jinx is packed. I can wait until they close,” I tell him.
And then a cramp seizes me, knocking the breath out of me.
“Okay, maybe call Jilly and tell her to go ahead and walk over,” I concede with a sigh. “But don’t call Rion and Forde yet. You can take care of me until they get off,” I tell him, standing up on my tiptoes and licking up his neck, making him groan.
“Babababababa.”
I turn at the baby babble, grinning at Birdie as she scoots to me on her little booty. She refuses to get on her knees to move around, but she’s gotten quite adept at just boot-scootin’ around. Link leaves me to call Jilly over and I bend down to scoop Birdie up.
She blows a raspberry, slobber going everywhere as I lean my head back to avoid getting a slimy bath. When she stops, I boop her on the nose, making her giggle. I move over to the boys and sit down with them all, taking the toys they give me until my lap is as full as their toy chest.
When Jillian finally walks in with Link, I’m on the floor being smothered in baby kisses and drool and I can’t keep the smile off my face through it all.
“Alright, my little turkeys. Who wants to go with Aunt Jilly for a bit, hmm?” she says, coming over to stand over us, shaking her head as she laughs at me.
As soon as they see her, they abandoned me, and they all work to move closer to her.
“Traitors!” I accuse, and they ignore me in favor of their aunt.
I sit up, wiping my face off, taking a breath as a wave of warmth washes over me, leaving beads of sweat to form along my spine and down my neck. She raises a brow at me when she crouches down to pick two of the triplets up while Birdie holds onto her thigh to balance.
“Is there enough breastmilk to get them through the week?” she asks me, tickling Fisher.
“Yeah, Link will get the bags out of the freezer, and I packed them enough clothes and diapers earlier in the week. I’m going to miss them,” I say with a pout, my eyes watering as I look at my babies.
I haven’t been away from them since they came home, but I can’t deny that I’m excited about this heat. Excited because I plan to ask the men that fixed all my broken pieces to be mine indefinitely. To bond with me.
I want to feel them in my soul more than I fear the possibility of losing them.
I want their marks on my skin and to wear them proudly.
Most of all, I just want them. Forever.
“It’s just a few days, Sunshine. They’ll be right back here before you know it, and if you have a lucid moment where you want to see them, we can video call with Jillian to make it happen,” Link says, coming to kneel beside me.
I nod my head and sigh.
“Yeah, okay. Will you help her walk them over with their things? The stroller is still on the porch from the last walk we went on. I think I want to go lay down in the nest for a while,” I say, pulling Birdie into my arms and squeezing her.
I kiss her a million times before Jilly passes Dawson and Fisher over to me so I can do the same to them. With all three of my little ones in my arms, I hug them tight and tell them I love them as many times as I can before I feel the need to hide away in my nest.
Passing them off to Link and Jilly, I stand and grab their bags. Link takes them from me and kisses my cheek.
“I’ll be right back, okay?” he says, blue eyes looking into mine, and a cloud of my perfume erupts around us, making those blue eyes turn heated.
I bite my lip and wink at him before taking off to our room, shutting the door behind me. I squeeze my thighs together when the ache between them becomes too much, but it doesn’t help. My clothes feel suffocating, regardless of the fact that I’m wearing one of Forde’s shirts that swallows me whole, and I tug everything off and throw it away from me, taking a deep breath and sighing in relief.
Naked, I walk into the closet all the way to the back where there’s a hidden door. When we built this place, Rule decided he wanted to make sure my nest was always a safe space for me to hide, no matter what the circumstances were. So, he built me an enormous closet, and in the very back, he built a hidden nest.
I push the clothes out of the way and open the door, inhaling the scents of dark chocolate, whiskey, and peppermint that have taken up the space. A whine crawls up my throat as I close the door and crawl into the middle of the bedding and clothes, rolling myself around and letting it all rub against my sensitive flesh.
I must doze off for a few minutes between wrapping Forde’s shirts around me and the blanket Rion slept with for a week straight to make sure his scent was thoroughly saturated in it, because when I blink my eyes open, Link is there, leaving a trail of open-mouthed kisses down my body. His blue eyes glance up at me as he goes, and I note that he’s blissfully naked. I groan when he licks down my stomach, nibbling on my hip bones gently.
“Did they do okay when you left?” I croak out, just needing to know before I completely let go and can enjoy myself.
“They did just fine, Sunshine. Didn’t even pay me any attention once they got to Jillian’s,” he murmurs, not stopping what he’s doing.
He taps my thigh when he gets lower and I open for him, shivering at the tingles that erupt along my thighs when he slots himself between them and wraps them around his arms, dragging me closer to his face. He groans, a purr rattling in his chest when he sees my slick-soaked thighs and center.
“Mine,” he says gruffly, before he runs his tongue between my lips and circles it around my throbbing clit.
I cry out when he latches on and sucks, inserting a finger and curling it upwards. My back arches, sweat coating my skin as another wave of heat flushes through my system.
After nearly two years without a heat, my body seems gung ho to get this party started. Quickly. I might have been wrong about Link being able to take care of me until Rion and Forde get home. I ache for them all right now. To taste. To touch. To fuck me.
Link eats me like a man starved until I’m screaming his name, twisting my hands in the fabrics surrounding me. I’ve been begging for his knot for the last several minutes, but he’s refused, despite how painfully hard his cock looks when I glance down as he notches himself at my entrance. Eyes locking with mine, he slams into me hard, knocking the breath out of me, and my hands come up to grip his biceps as he tries his damndest to fuck me through the foam mattress that covers the entire floor. Not that I’m complaining.
He grips my head, looking me deep in the eyes as his hips pump into me, and the intensity that shines out of them nearly brings tears to my eyes. The way this man loves me is amazing, and I’m so beyond grateful that I stopped fighting my pull to him.
“I love you, Alpha,” I pant against his lips, and he growls.
“I love you too, Omega. So godsdamn much it hurts.”
He kisses me, and every nerve ending inside of my body sings. Each time he pulls back only to slam into me harder, stars dance behind my eyes. He pushes his arms beneath mine, resting his forearms against my back as his hands grip my shoulders, holding me to him tight. My nipples rub against him as he ruts into me, cock thrusting in and out of me at such a fast pace that I can barely catch a breath.
I’m burning up now, my veins lighting on fire as Link works me over, pushing me closer and closer to Nirvana. My pleas and cries of pleasure only make him fuck me harder, like he’s on a mission, and maybe he is. Whatever it is, it’s amazing and I crave more.
His knot swells, pressing against my opening as he swivels his hips, teasing me and making me growl. His eyes flash when I do, and he turns a feral grin on me that makes me clench around him as I try to take what I want if he won’t give it to me.
