Gamers’ Omega (Gimme MMMMMore #5)

Chapter 10

~June~

I stared up through branches and leaves, letting the shifting light among the fluttering green soothe me.

I was officially off for several days for my heat, and had just finished a session with my therapist—the last before I’d again ask my alphas to breed me.

My therapist had agreed that I seemed in a good mental state and that I’d prepared myself as much as possible. But we’d also scheduled a visit for the day after my heat to make sure that any issues that cropped up were swiftly addressed.

I wanted this. I was ready.

But that tiny voice inside was still scared that Danny was right and that it would hurt.

“Eric?”

I turned to the voice to see Micah—Owen’s omega mate—walking across the grass toward me. “Hey, Micah.”

He stopped, studied the ground, then plopped beside me. “Not working today?

I shook my head and resumed staring up through the tree branches. “I had an appointment, and my heat is starting in a few hours.”

“Ah. I don’t blame you for taking the day off then. The first twelve hours or so of heat are the worst. Best to relax beforehand if you can.”

“Mm-hmm.”

The sound of shuffling as Micah shifted from sitting to lying. “That’s one thing I’m not going to miss,” he laughed. “Pregnancy means no heats for a while.”

“I hadn’t even thought about that.”

“Oh, I was excited when I saw that positive test,” he said with another laugh. “My heats are miserable, and any break is a good break.”

“Ovulation cramps?”

“Thankfully not. I’m just insatiable. You’d think four alphas would be plenty, but they could barely keep up. They’d fuck me until I passed out, and I’d be desperate again by the time I woke up.”

“Ah.” I paused. “Can I ask you a stupid question?”

“Hmm? Sure.”

“Does sex hurt?”

There was a pause, shuffling, then he was in my line of sight, glaring down at me. “Are they hurting you?” he demanded. “Do I need to track them down to kick their asses?”

I briefly imagined petite Micah challenging my alphas, and I giggled. “No. They’re not hurting me.”

He frowned. “Okaaaayy…”

I shifted, and he moved while I sat and wrapped my arms around my knees.

“So they’re not hurting you,” he said with an unsure tone to his voice. “But you’re asking if sex hurts? Is this a thing about my alphas all being so much bigger than me?”

I shook my head. “No.” I blew out a long breath. “Promise you won’t laugh?”

“I promise I’ll try not to laugh.”

I smiled. “Good enough.” I closed my eyes. “I’m a virgin.”

“Whoah didn’t expect that,” he replied.

I nodded. “The TL;DR is that my sister is evil and hates me. She told me that sex always hurts for male omegas. Every time. And I was young enough to believe her.”

Micah shifted and wrapped his arms around my shoulders. “That’s horrible.”

I nodded. “I don’t think you’ve talked to my mates, but you know who they are?”

“The guys with the board games?” he asked as he returned to sitting beside me.

“Mm-hmm.”

“Yeah, I’ve seen them. They seem nice.”

“They’re wonderful,” I replied with a smile and met his gaze. “I’d never even dreamed about finding alphas so good about respecting my issues.”

“You just moved in with them, right?”

“Yeah.”

Micah hummed. “I think I’m starting to get the problem. You’re going into heat, and you’re scared they won’t be able to hold back when you’re there?”

I chuckled. “No. There’s a spare room with a lock. It’s already been prepped in case I need it.”

“So what’s the problem?”

I took a deep breath. “I’m going to ask them to breed me.”

There was a beat of silence. “Just out of the blue?”

I shook my head. “No. We discussed it right after I moved in. I told them then that I wanted this. They agreed under the conditions that I talk to my therapist about it, and that I had to still want it when my heat started.”

“Those seem like pretty reasonable asks.”

I smiled again. “They are. I’m even thrilled that they set those conditions rather than just jumping in on the idea.”

“So what’s the problem?”

“I’m still scared it’ll hurt.”

“Ooooh,” he replied. He laid back on the grass, his sparkly top riding up and exposing his midriff.

“I’ve always had a high sex drive,” Micah started. “Even outside of heats, I get irritable if I’m not knotted on a regular basis. Four alphas is perfect for me, and I’m fucked often enough that I require very little prep.”

He turned slightly and met my gaze. “Before all that though?” He gave me a soft smile. “I think we’re all a little scared. It’s one thing to be told your body is made for it, and another for it to actually happen.”

He turned to stare back up through the leaves. “I made my boyfriend take his sweet time prepping me that first time. Extra lube, three fingers, the works. And I’m not going to bullshit you. It still stung a bit because my body just wasn’t used to it. But that sting goes away pretty quick.”

“It’s good after that?”

He laughed. “It’s incredible.”

“And it only stings the first time?”

He shook his head. “Probably the first few, and there’s a bit of sting if I’ve gone too long without sex. But it goes away and it’s back to amazing.”

I sighed. The honesty helped but only eased my concerns a little.

“Can I ask you a question?” Micah asked.

“Sure.”

“Why ask me? Don’t get me wrong, I don’t mind. But I’m your boss’s mate. Isn’t this something you’d prefer to talk to friends about?”

I sighed. “I don’t have a lot of omega friends, especially here. I’ve moved so often that only a few have managed to stay important.”

“Give me your phone,” he demanded.

I blinked, but unlocked it and passed it over.

Micah poked at it for a minute then handed it back.

“What…” I started.

He laughed. “I put my contact info in. If you’re going to be pregnant, then you need more omega friends. Just send me a text after your heat.”

“Are you sure? Like you said, you’re one of my boss’s mates.”

He grinned. “Omegas gotta stick together. Besides, it’s not like you’re an asshole or anything. I like you, so why not?”

I laughed. “Thanks, and I’ve always liked you too.”

“It’s settled,” he stated. “We’re friends now.”

“Works for me,” I said as I laid back on the grass. “What’s it like to be pregnant?”

“Eh,” Micah replied. “I’m ready for the morning sickness to go away. I’m also sore in places I didn’t expect yet. Like I knew my breasts were going to get tender at some point, but I expected that more when I started to grow man boobs.”

I cringed. “I… hadn’t thought about that.”

“Don’t let me scare you off!” Micah said. “The side effects can be annoying, but there’s something incredible about it too. My babies are in there, inside me.”

“You’re having more than one?”

“I don’t know for sure yet. My instincts tell me I’m having more than one though. Plus Jace had multiple, and one of his coworkers too. Apparently, it’s a thing when being bred by multiple alphas while in heat.”

I tried to place the name, then remembered that Jace was one of Owen’s cousins who sometimes came in to eat with the family.

My hand drifted to my stomach. Would I have more than one baby inside me by the time my heat was over?

Micah chuckled, and I turned to see him watching me.

“You’re ready,” he said. “I’d touch my stomach just like that during the couple weeks between my heat and when a pregnancy test would work—hoping and praying that my alphas had bred me.”

“I want to be a papa, and I want them to be the dads,” I whispered.

He grinned. “Sounds like you’ve found your mates.”

I smiled. “I have.” I paused. “But I’m still scared.”

He shrugged. “I think everybody is. It’s not like there’s a manual. We all just do what feels right for us. And…” he chuckled, “they can’t get you pregnant without the sex.”

I laughed. “Tony, he’s the one with regular brown hair, not frosted, offered to buy me some turkey basters.”

Micah burst into laughter. “That’s true love right there. I don’t know if I could name any other alpha who would jump to that as an option.”

“They really are great.”

Micah turned, got to his feet, and brushed any stray grass from his ass. “I’ve gotta go. We’re going to have dinner before Xavier’s show. Plus, I don’t want to keep you from your mates any longer. Your heat scent is getting strong.”

“Thanks for the chat,” I replied as I sat up.

“No problem,” he stated with a grin. “Like I said, us omegas have to stick together. Plus, it would be nice to have a pregnancy buddy.”

I laughed. “I’ll let you know when I find out.”

“I’m looking forward to the good news,” he replied. Then he leaned in. “Just relax and enjoy yourself. It won’t feel as good if you’re tense. Go slow, let yourself adjust, and communicate with your alphas. Your body will tell you what you need, and a good mate wants to give you that. Tell them what you like and don’t like. Any man who offers to get you turkey basters obviously cares about your comfort, so let them take care of you. Ok?”

I smiled. “Yeah.”

He stood straight again. “Good. Have fun, and we’ll catch up after your heat.”

“See you then.”

Micah waved as he sashayed off.

A breeze made gooseflesh rise on my arm, and I realized how close I was to my heat starting. I stood and made my way to my car.

It was strange. Talking to Micah had given me the confidence I needed. I paid for a therapist, and I talked with my mates all the time. But a chance encounter with my boss’s omega was the tipping point.

My alphas were waiting for me as I stepped in.

“Everything ok?” Freddie asked, walking over and taking my hands. “Your appointment went pretty long.”

I smiled and rose up to kiss him. “Everything’s fine. I went to the park to think for a bit.”

“It’s a nice day for thinking in the park,” Ian said. “Did you have nice thoughts?”

I laughed and decided to address the elephant in the room. “I still want you guys to breed me.”

Tony echoed my laugh. “Right to the point.”

“Just putting you all out of your misery,” I teased.

“We weren’t going to push,” Freddie stated.

“I know,” I replied as I kissed his jaw. “That’s why I said something.”

“Are you hungry?” Beck asked. “I’d assume not, but there’s some hot food if you want it.”

I thought about the question, giving my stomach a chance to chime in, then shook my head. “I only ate a tiny bit at lunch already. That urge to avoid food hits me pretty hard.”

He nodded. “I expected as much. I left out enough for you, but the rest is already put up so that we can reheat as needed.”

“Don’t let me stop you if you all need to eat,” I said.

Tony laughed. “I’m good. I had a big lunch since you already smelled so good this morning.”

“Same,” Freddie admitted. “My alpha side insisted I fuel up since our mate is going into heat.”

My face heated. “Was my smell that strong?”

“It wasn’t strong,” Beck clarified. “But it had shifted. I wanted to wrap myself around you and breathe it in.”

I shivered. “Why does that sound so nice?”

Ian stood, walked over, and wrapped his arms around me from behind. He dipped his head and breathed from where my neck and shoulder met. “Probably because it’s also about connecting with a mate,” he murmured. “You’re at your most vulnerable during heat. You need to trust who you’re with; believe that they’ll stay through pregnancy and children. Those little bonding moments matter.”

I sighed and leaned against him. The embrace, the soft tone of voice, the way he breathed like my scent was the thing keeping him alive… it was more comforting than a warm blanket on a cold winter day.

It was also making me extremely horny. My dick was already half-hard, and slick had started to coat my entrance.

Tony growled low, making gooseflesh rise on my arms. “That scent. I don’t think I’ve ever smelled your slick so strongly.”

Ian nodded into my neck. “It smells incredible.”

I whimpered.

“I’m going to put up the food,” Beck announced. “Before I forget.”

My head fell back and my eyes shut as Ian’s hands roamed my stomach and dipped beneath my shirt. He shifted, and I moaned as he pressed his erection against me.

I was about to feel that inside me—his and the others’.

Freddie cleared his throat, and Ian backed off.

I whined at the loss of contact.

“Shhh,” Freddie said in a soft voice. “Come here. We’re going to take care of you, Sweetheart. But we need to talk about limits before your heat gets any stronger.”

I padded over and perched on Freddie’s lap. He immediately pulled me against his chest and kissed my hair.

“You smell so good,” he said. “It’s driving me crazy. That’s why we need to make sure we know when to hold back.”

“I don’t know,” I whispered. My instincts had started to take over, and I wanted everything.

“Ok,” he murmured. “Tell us what you need then, and trust us that we’ll stop if you don’t like something.”

“Ok.”

“There’s one more thing,” he started, fingertips trailing across my stomach.

“Hmm?”

“We… umm… we discussed things while waiting for you to get home. And…” He took a deep breath. “If you don’t have a preference, we think Beck should be first.”

I shifted to face him, noting that his eyes were trippy when I was high on heat hormones. I couldn’t decide if I liked the green or the blue one more. “Beck?” I finally asked.

Freddie smiled and nodded. “That’s right.”

I blinked and hummed as I thought about having Beck inside me. “Ok. But why?”

The couch dipped as Ian sat. “Beck has the best control of his knot. If it’s too much, or you don’t like it, he’ll be able to pull out the fastest. The rest of us would be several minutes more at least before we’d be able to force it down.”

I sniffled. That was the sort of simple consideration that I hadn’t even thought about, but they had.

It was part of what made me love them so much.

“That’s ok, right?” Beck asked as he walked back in. “I’ll understand if you want somebody else first.”

I stood, walked over, and pulled him down for a kiss. “I hadn’t thought about who I wanted first,” I admitted. “I’m hoping to feel all of my alphas. If all my mates think you should be first, then I trust that opinion.”

Beck smiled against my lips, then slid his hands down my back and squeezed my ass.

I let out a shuddering moan. So much desire was conveyed in that simple touch.

“Do you want to cuddle for a bit?” Beck asked.

“Need you,” I breathed.

Years of self-imposed deprivation had caught up to me, and, now that my body realized that I was about to take an alpha, it demanded it.

Beck shifted, moving his hands to support me as he lifted me.

I wrapped my arms around his neck, briefly wishing that they’d push the ottoman into the couch and take me there. Then I remembered Pico lived in the living room, and I didn’t want to scandalize the bird.

I secured my grip and wrapped my legs around Beck’s waist as he carried me to the bedroom. I buried my face in his neck, inhaling his scent and listening to the others following us.

I scooted back as soon as my ass hit the mattress, making room for Beck to follow. He crawled across, pinning me beneath him as he kissed me and ground his erection against mine.

“Alpha…” I moaned as my eyes fluttered shut, giving in to my instincts.

“Beautiful omega,” Beck growled against my skin as he nipped my neck. “Let yourself feel good.”

The mattress shifted. I forced my eyes open to see the others moving to either side, already naked.

I groaned at the sight of three hard alpha cocks; the bulges at their bases where their knots would lock into me. Their balls were heavy with the seed they would fill me with.

Beck shifted and tugged my shirt.

I didn’t need words to understand and shifted to allow him to remove it. My nipples hardened as soon as my heated flesh was exposed to the air, despite it being plenty warm in the room.

Beck growled as he stared down at me, then he dipped down again and took one nipple into his mouth, flicking it lightly with his tongue.

I arched against him, my entire being demanding more.

“Come here,” Freddie rumbled.

I turned my head and my lips were immediately captured by his. His tongue dipped into my mouth and his fingers teased my other nipple.

Beck shifted to one side, and somebody else ran their hand over my bulge.

“So hard,” Ian murmured. “Mind if I taste?”

I moaned into Freddie’s mouth and held up my thumb just in case that wasn’t enough.

Ian chuckled, then popped the button on my jeans. I lifted my hips as much as I could, and he drew both my pants and briefs down, freeing my dick.

“Such a pretty cock,” Ian praised. “So hard.” Then he held it in one hand and licked a stripe up the opposite side.

Freddie swallowed my shout of pleasure with a chuckle.

Tony pulled my pants and boxers the rest of the way off, then crawled along my free leg. “Can I touch your entrance, Sweetheart? Start opening you?”

Another thumbs-up seemed to convey my consent, and a moment later I heard the snick of a lube bottle.

“I know you’re already slick,” Tony murmured as he settled into position and maneuvered around the others. “But I want you comfortable,” he explained.

I moaned as Freddie and I came up for air, the best I could manage as an acknowledgment.

I was drowning in the best way.

Then Tony touched my entrance, and my entire body stiffened.

“You’re ok,” Freddie whispered against my jaw. “Tony’s opened me countless times. He’s gentle. And he’ll stop if you don’t like it.”

I forced myself to relax. I trusted my mates.

“That’s it, Sweetheart,” Tony rumbled as his finger massaged my entrance. “I’m just going to touch you until you start to loosen. It should feel good. I’ll ask before I push inside.”

“O-ok,” I managed.

Freddie kissed my cheek. “Look at me?”

I turned to look into his eyes.

He smiled. “We love you. Tell us what you need. We’ll take care of you. If you want to go to the guest bedroom and have us bring food or drinks, that’s what we’ll do. This is your heat, nothing will happen that you don’t want.”

“Hold my hand?” I whispered.

He kissed me. “Of course.”

Freddie twined his fingers with mine just at the same time that Ian decided to suck my dick into his mouth, making me gasp in pleasure.

“You’re so gorgeous,” Freddie murmured. “I love your expression when you let yourself feel good.”

Beck shifted from where he’d still been alternating between sucking my nipples and kissing my chest. He took my other hand and squeezed it. “We’ve got you, Eric. You don’t need to fight. We’ll make sure it doesn’t hurt.”

Ian hummed his agreement as he swirled his tongue around the head of my dick, drawing a long moan from me.

Tony added a bit of pressure and sparks of pleasure shot through me. I tried to catch my breath as I got used to the new sensation.

“Good?” Tony asked.

“I… I…”

“You’re pretty loose. Can I work a finger inside?”

I swallowed, then nodded before I could second-guess myself.

“I need to hear it,” Tony replied. “You need to stay with me enough to give consent until we know you’re comfortable.”

“Y-yes,” I gasped.

He kissed my thigh. “Ok. This should feel good. Barely any stretch with one finger.”

I nodded my understanding.

My focus snapped to the added pressure at my entrance, and the sensation of a finger slipping inside. I tensed, expecting the pain to come.

Another kiss. “Just relax.”

I took a deep breath and forced myself to relax.

“That’s it,” Tony murmured as he started slowly working the finger inside me.

It felt strange at first, but then, as I adjusted, it started to feel good. My body quickly demanded more; hips rocking against the intrusion.

Ian continued to lavish attention on my dick, but it had now become an accompaniment to the finger inside.

“Ready for more?” Tony asked.

“Yes,” I moaned.

“Ok,” he murmured with another kiss to my thigh. “This is going to be more of a stretch. It might sting since this is your first time. Just relax and let me know if I need to slow down.”

“Ok,” I managed.

He continued to work the one finger for a few more seconds, then there was a pause. I winced as he pushed in again, surprised at the stretch with the second finger.

“I know,” Tony soothed. “Take a minute to adjust. Your body will tell you when you’re ready.”

Ian took that moment to hum as he sucked my dick, forcing my attention from my ass to him.

I squeezed Freddie’s and Beck’s hands as Ian bobbed, moaning at the pleasure coursing through me. They praised me and called me beautiful, and all I could do was moan in response.

A strange demanding need crept up on me, which only made sense when I shifted my hips and felt Tony’s fingers inside me move. I couldn’t help myself as I started rocking between Ian’s attention to my dick, and Tony working me open.

What had been too much, suddenly wasn’t enough. I needed more, deeper. “Alpha…” I moaned.

“Ready for another?” Tony asked.

“Please,” I begged.

“Ok, another stretch.”

The pinch wasn’t as strong, thanks to how Tony had been opening me, and I was quickly rocking against his hand again.

Every cell in my body was desperate for release. I was balanced on the edge but needed something to tip me over.

“Alpha… Alpha… Alpha, please,” I begged and babbled.

Tony twisted his hand slightly and his fingertips brushed against something inside.

I screamed as I came. It was like a plasma lamp going off in my body, the spot where Tony had touched me was the glowing core and lightning reached the rest of me.

“Found you,” Tony growled, a hint of triumph in his voice as he continued to rub the spot.

Ian swallowed around my dick, every pulse of cum going down his throat.

Between the two of them, my orgasm seemed to go on far longer than I thought was possible. Finally, I slumped to the mattress—completely spent—as the pleasure started to recede.

Beck and Freddie seemed to be praising me, but my brain was still too fuzzy to make out words, only tones.

The world slowly came back into focus. I heard Ian brushing his teeth in the en suite. Beck and Freddie were both growling softly as they peppered kisses across my chest and shoulders. Tony was rubbing my thighs.

And my dick… was already getting hard again.

Freddie moved aside as Ian climbed back onto the bed. Then Ian’s lips were on mine, his breath minty-fresh.

“Was that good?” Ian asked.

“Mm-hmm,” I sighed.

“Were Tony’s fingers good for you?”

I nodded. “Felt good.”

My brain started to turn back on, and a thought came to me. “Did… you make me come like that so…?”

Ian smiled. “If you didn’t like fingers, then a cock, and especially a knot, wouldn’t have been fun for you.”

“Thank you,” I whispered.

He kissed me again. “We love you.”

Tony caught my attention as he kissed my dick.

“So hard,” he growled. “Do you need more already, Sweetheart?”

“Yes,” I moaned.

“Come here,” Beck said softly. He laid on his back. “I want you on top so you can be in control.”

I wriggled over but only managed an uncoordinated flop on top of him.

Beck chuckled and kissed my hair. “I know that feeling. Did your muscles forget how to muscle?”

I laughed. “Yeah.”

“Tony?” Freddie asked.

“‘Sup?”

“Which lube did you use?”

“Your favorite.”

Freddie groaned, then shifted over and rubbed my lower back. “Sweetheart?”

“Hmm?”

“Can I eat your ass?”

“Uhhh…”

“It’ll feel good, and will help you stay loose until you recover a bit more.”

I glanced up at Beck, who smiled and nodded.

“Ok,” I said softly.

Freddie kissed my hip, then settled into the V between Beck’s legs. He ran his cheek along one of my asscheeks, the stubble making gooseflesh rise from the sensation.

“You smell delicious,” he murmured. He spent several seconds kneading my ass, then parted my cheeks.

I shivered as the air touched my heated skin, then a long moan escaped as Freddie drew his tongue across my entrance. It was a completely different sensation to what Tony’s fingers had provided, and my hips rose on their own, seeking more.

Freddie chuckled and licked again.

My hands curled against Beck’s chest and my breathing quickened. Each swipe of Freddie’s tongue, each swirl around my entrance only made me more sensitive to the next. Pleasure built upon pleasure, and I was quickly rocking my hard dick against Beck’s middle.

Freddie growled as he lapped my slick from the source, the vibrations of his tongue only adding to the medley of sensation.

It was as Freddie started pushing his tongue past my entrance that my body demanded more—deeper.

“Alpha…” I begged.

Freddie stopped and backed off. “Think you’re ready?” he asked.

I nodded, pushing up off Beck’s chest.

Freddie settled himself behind me. “I’m here to support you,” he murmured into my shoulder. “Just tell me what you need.”

“Ok,” I breathed, reaching behind and fumbling to find Beck’s cock.

“Hold on,” Freddie said.

I froze, wondering what I’d done wrong. Then there was a snick, and his fingers at my entrance.

“Just a bit more lube,” he explained. “You’ve got plenty of slick, but better safe than sorry.” Then his fingers works around mine as he added lube to Beck’s cock as well.

“Ok,” he said with another kiss on my back. “Just go slow. Take your time. Listen to your body.”

I nodded and lowered myself onto Beck’s cock. The stretch was more than I expected, but between Tony and Freddie, I’d been prepped enough that I took the head ok.

“Breathe,” Beck urged. “You’re ok, but you need to breathe.”

I took a deep breath, held it for a few seconds, then blew it out.

“One more,” Beck murmured.

I nodded, took another breath, then started moving again.

“That’s it,” Beck encouraged. “Slow and steady.”

It felt weird having a cock in my ass—good, but weird. And the more I took, the more my body craved.

My hips rocked faster. I needed my alpha inside me. Every nerve demanded it.

I winced at a stretch. Beck’s cock was deeper than Tony’s fingers had been.

I rocked again and felt the sting of another stretch.

My mates had said it might sting. Micah had said that it might sting. They’d all said it would pass. I just needed to move past it.

I whimpered at another sting.

“Stop!” Beck ordered, alpha growl adding authority to the command. He grabbed my hips and held me in place.

My lip quivered as I fought for breath.

“Look at me,” Beck demanded.

I forced myself to meet his gaze, even as tears started gathering in my eyes.

Beck smiled softly. “I’m not going to let you hurt yourself, Sweetheart.” The harsh tone was gone from his voice. “Do you want me out?”

I shook my head.

“Ok,” he murmured. “We’re going to breathe again. Just stay still until your body is used to it, then you can take a bit more. If you have to move, then don’t go any deeper. Ok?”

I swallowed and took a shuddering breath. After several seconds my body demanded I move, so I rolled my hips but forced myself to not take any more of Beck’s cock.

“That’s it,” he praised. “You’re not used to it. Don’t be afraid to take your time. Pushing yourself faster than you can adjust is how you get hurt.”

“I’m sorry,” I whispered.

He smiled. “Don’t be. We want you moaning and crying, but from pleasure, not pain. And we’ve all been through a first time bottoming. It’s weird, and it stings, maybe even hurts a little bit. But all that goes away if you take the time to let your body figure out what to do.”

Freddie kissed my shoulder. “He’s right. No need to rush.”

I focused on breathing and keeping myself from taking any more of Beck’s cock for a couple of minutes—until everything started feeling good again.

“Better?” Beck asked when I let out a breathy sigh.

I nodded.

“Ok,” he released my hips. “You’re in control again. If it stings, do what you just did: slow down, breathe, adjust. Take all the time you need, even if it means fighting your instincts”

Freddie reached around, sliding his fingers down one arm until he could squeeze my hand.

It was the kind of support I needed, but there was also something missing. “Wh-where are Ian and Tony?” I whispered.

“We’re here,” Ian said from the side. “We didn’t want to be in the way. Do you need us?”

I nodded. I needed all my alphas.

The mattress dipped as they moved closer, each moving to a different side. Ian was on my left, and he turned my face to kiss me as Tony made his way around. Then it was Tony’s turn for a kiss.

My mates were there—the men I loved.