Page 113 of Hidden Fates

“Me too, bunny.”

I don’t have to explain how much I appreciate being with her when she can sense it in my heart. She sends every ounce of her love back, filling my chest with bubbly warmth. Rubbing my sternum, I stare down at my plate.

This is what I needed all along.

She is what I needed. The Omega of my dreams led me to the pack future I’ve always dreamed of. And I couldn’t be more grateful that Fate finally showed us the hidden connection we share.

Bellamy’s palm cracks against my ass as I’m washing dishes. I glare over my shoulder; it’s half-hearted, but that stung.

“Ready for the best part of the day?”

Lifting one brow, I wait for him to explain. We already swapped gifts, played games, and ate delicious food. What else could they have planned?

“He means sex,” Onyx grunts.

“Of course he does.” I am zero percent surprised my perpetually horny mate is ready to get dicked down. It’s a shock that he’s gone all day without dragging one of us into a room to suck us off.

Drying my hands on a towel, I toss it in the laundry and make sure I didn’t miss anything. “Is this like movie night, but with blowjobs instead of snacks?”

My lips twitch, a laugh trapped in my throat when Bee stares, slack-jawed.

“That’s-I—“ Hauling me closer, he slams his lips to mine, shamelessly grabbing two handfuls of my ass. “You’re perfect.”

“Come on, brat. Bring your new Alpha to the nest. Skye’s waiting for us.”

Ah, so an orgy, not just Bee manifesting his dreams.

Tucking my Beta beneath my arm, we follow Onyx to the stairs, passing the sitting room, which is still lit up. Emmett and Quentin wave, their focus immediately returning to the books in their hands.

“Good night. I’ll make sure Skye has an extra orgasm for each of you.” Bellamy calls, waving at them. Their eyes roll, used to my mate’s antics.

Moans filter through the open nest door, making Bellamy shake in anticipation. Sterling has gotten a head start, his head buried between Skye’s thighs and her mouth locked around his cock.

“Merry Christmas to me.” Bee whistles, tearing his sweater off and shoving his sweats down. He drops to all fours, smirking at me over his shoulder as he crawls to his other mates.

“What are you good with?” Onyx asks, using one hand to rip his shirt over his head. He’s wider than I am, but my muscles are well defined. Pretty sure he’lll kick my ass if I challenge him.

Not that I plan on doing that. In no reality would I want to be pack leader again. Taking that role with Orbital Somatic was a headache that showed me I’m not cut out for it.

“What do you mean?”

“Your bond to Bellamy is still new. Is it going to bother you if one of us fucks him? Or if one of them takes Skye with you? What are your limits?”

Oh. My arm drops, shirt hanging loosely from my fingers as I check in with my instincts. I’m open to any combination with Skye in the middle, our bond being settled, but with Bellamy…

Across the room, he leans between Sterling’s open thighs and laps at his cock, licking into Skye’s mouth as they work together to get Sly off.

And the only thing I feel is interest.

“I’m good. With any of that. You are their mates too.”

Onyx’s gaze lingers on my face before he spins, drops his pants, and walks over to join the others.

Warmth floods my cheeks. The sensual noises they’re making harden my cock to the point of pain. I might be a bit of a voyeur. I could plop my ass on the window seat and jerk off as they made love to each other, and I’d be perfectly content with that.

“Here’s what’s gonna happen, brat,” Onyx growls, tugging Bellamy against his chest. His palm wraps around Bee’s throat, drawing a moan from his chest. Our Beta looks absolutely fuckable when he’s wearing an Alpha hand necklace.

“You and Skye are going to get Sterling’s dick nice and sloppy-wet so he can slide right into your ass. While you ride him, our Omega is going to sit on my cock, and the two of you are going to take care of Caleb.”