Page 92 of Pack End Game

Continuing to watch from the doorway, I’m mesmerized as Zak gets to work, opening her ass with lube-covered fingers. He manages to work alongside the motion of Freddie snapping his hips over and over, fucking her in a steady rhythm.

Even over the sound of the water running, I hear Mia’s soft whimper. I know the sound so clearly now that I zero in immediately.

That’s her “more, please” whimper.

And none of us would dare deny her.

Zak kisses Mia’s shoulder as Freddie slows to accommodate him joining them. Zak eases himself into Mia’s prepped ass, pulling a moan out of her. Her upper body falls forward as he fills her from behind, her mouth pressing against Freddie’s to silence her noises temporarily. He meets her kiss like he’s desperate for her touch.

He probably is.

We all are.

No matter how many times we’ve already had her.

I watch them until they find their releases, giving Mia another two orgasms, and then, finishing deep inside of her before pulling out reluctantly.

Mia is left boneless in Freddie’s embrace as Zak reaches for a towel… That I hand him.

There’s a beat of silence as they realize they’ve been caught.

I’m the one to break the silence when I point out, “You were supposed to be bathing the omega.”

“We did.” Zak doesn’t even blink. “Kind of.”

I narrow my eyes at him.

Then at Freddie.

Freddie grins like the outcome of being caught isn’t such a big deal. He helpfully adds, “We took a very hands-on approach to bathing.”

Mia makes a soft, pleased sound as she agrees completely with that assessment.

I drag a hand down my face.

Unbelievable.

“We talked about this,” I say, though there’s no real heat behind it. Not when she looks like that. Happy and at ease, temporarily sated.

Zak’s mouth twitches. “Plans changed.”

“Clearly.”

Mia shifts in Freddie’s arms, her gaze finding mine through the steam. She smiles sleepily and instantly wiggles out of Freddie’s grasp. He makes sure she can balance on her wobbly legs before releasing her completely. She lifts a hand as she slowly walks toward me, reaching for me without any hesitation.

My irritation dissolves on the spot.

For her, I think it always will.

She thaws the parts of me that worry most, the parts that try to hold so tightly to a control that fades away the moment my omega is in my arms. I wrap my arms around her, leaning down to hug her with my cheek against hers. She hums happily, and then snuggles her face into my neck and sighs.

“You were supposed to be resting,” I murmur, low enough that it’s just for her.

She doesn’t answer, instead she starts sucking on the spot where my neck meets my shoulder. No matter what we give her, it doesn’t seem to be enough. Mia was bursting with sexuality last night before her heat even officially started. Now she’s downright consumed by sexual need.

Freddie snorts, and Zak huffs out a quiet laugh, both of them amused that I’m now seeing exactly why they didn’t manage to get her to the bath like they were supposed to.

“One of you start the bath. The other, go across the hall and get the snacks I made for Mia, bring them in, and leave them on the counter.”