The Lost Pack (Paige) novel Chapter 124

** Paige’s POV **

My heart races as my four men surround me. They don’t need to tell me their plan, because I can feel it through the bond; I can feel their need. And their eyes… oh god their eyes as I look between them. There’s a hunger there like nothing I’ve seen before. I can practically feel their eyes on my skin.

I reach for Callen again, and he comes willingly, his lips soft and demanding against mine. Remy mutters something about “taking advantage of his Alpha privileges.”

Callen grins against my mouth. “No one is stopping you from joining in, Beta.”

My answering laugh is cut short as Callen kisses me again, deeper this time.

I feel the mattress dip behind me as my mates move. Hands pull at the knot holding my bathrobe closed, and then someone is pulling the thick fabric from my shoulders. Mouths land on either side of my neck, kissing and nipping at my mate marks whilst hands glide up my thighs, gently coaxing them open.

I moan into Callen’s mouth as someone kisses my inner thigh. Callen smiles and pulls back enough to look down at what Remy is doing between my legs. “We are going to treat you like the goddess you are tonight, but if anything becomes too much, or you feel uncomfortable, you need to tell us, okay?”

My eyes meet his, and I nod.

“Good girl,” he praises.

Hands gently guide me back to lie on the bed, and Callen follows me down, his mouth landing on my n****e at the same time Remy flicks his tongue over my clit. The double sensation makes me see stars, but it doesn’t stop there. Parker kisses my neck again before working his way down to pay attention to my other n****e while Ryder leans over, kissing me like he’s starving.

Ryder’s kiss is hungry, consuming, yet somehow keeps me from becoming overwhelmed. His hand slides up the side of my face, thumb brushing over my jaw as if he’s reminding me that even in the chaos of touch and heat, I’m his centre. The weight of him above me, the heat of every body pressed close is almost too much. Almost.

Remy grips my thigh with one hand as he devours my p***y; his other hand explores, fingers pushing into me and curling to put pressure on my G–spot. I get completely lost in all the sensations. There are mouths and hands all over as they kiss, nip and stroke me everywhere until I have no idea who is doing what to me and where.

Just before I’m about to tip over the edge into ecstasy, Remy withdraws his fingers, trailing them down to tease at my second hole with a gentle pressure. I soar higher than ever before as I’m overloaded with pleasure. The moment my orgasm hits, Remy pushes his finger in. I thought I’d known bliss before, but this is something else. I scream until my voice turns hoarse, and I’m pretty sure I black out for a second.

“Such a good girl,” Callen hums when he releases my n****e.

A small sound escapes me that’s half laugh, half whimper, and it makes all four of them pause for the briefest second. The room hums with the strength of our bond, and I can feel their barely contained restraint.

“Do you think you can get on your hands and knees for us?” Ryder asks, his lips brushing over my shoulder.

I nod and let them help me turn over and brace myself up on shaky legs. I need them all so badly that I ache.

“You’re so beautiful, Paige,” Parker breathes as I feel him move behind me.

His gentle hands run down my back, stopping at my hips, and then the head of his c**k pushes at my entrance. I exhale in satisfaction as he slides into me, finally giving me what I need. He gives a few gentle thrusts before his hand glides over one of my cheeks, then there’s a pause. Before I can turn to question him, I feel something cool and wet drip down my crack, sending a thrill through me, because I know what’s coming next, and I know why.

Just as I expected, his fingers follow the trail of lube, and I whimper as his fingers circle before breaching the tight ring of muscle, gently working his fingers into my ass, making me feel fuller than ever.

Ryder stands up on the bed in front of me, his thick erection at the perfect height for my mouth. I look up into his eyes, and he smiles before gripping the base of his shaft and guiding it to my mouth. I open for him and suck him in greedily as Parker begins to move at the perfect rhythm behind me.

“f**k, have you ever seen anything so hot?” Callen hums from somewhere beside me. “You look so damn good, baby.”

“She feels even better,” Parker breathes, his voice strained.

“Perfect,” Ryder agrees with a hiss as I swirl my tongue over his tip.

I nod because I can’t speak; it’s all so much but not enough at the same time. I need them to move, to do something. As if reading my mind, Callen begins to move in slow, shallow thrusts. Remy moves too, matching Cal’s rhythm. They are so gentle with me that it almost makes me want to cry with gratitude. Every gentle stroke is just more proof of how much they truly care for me.

“More,” I gasp, when I’m feeling more comfortable.

My men obey, slowly increasing the pace until the three of us move as one in a beautiful symphony as we chase our pleasure to oblivion. I break first, trembling with an orgasm so strong that stars erupt behind my eyes. I drag both men over the edge with me. Callen’s fingers dig into my hips as he roars out his release behind me whilst Remy grunts beneath me.

For a moment, none of us move; we can’t. I feel as though my whole body has turned to jelly; my limbs are too heavy, and breathing is the only task I can manage right now.

The world feels quieter, softer somehow. My heartbeat slows beneath the weight of Callen as I rest against Remy’s chest, surrounded and protected. Ryder’s hand finds mine, fingers lacing together, while Parker trails gentle kisses along my shoulder as if to soothe every spark still alive beneath my skin.

Callen presses a kiss to my spine. “You good, babe?”

I can only nod, a small smile curving my lips. “Better than good.”

Remy chuckles lowly from beneath me. “You won’t be saying that in the morning, when you can’t walk.”

I roll my eyes and swat at him, but Ryder catches my hand, kissing the back of it instead. The warmth in his gaze steals the breath from my chest, that look of absolute devotion that says I’m not just theirs in body, but in every way that matters.

Callen is the first to move, pulling back so I can roll off Remy and straight into Parker’s waiting arms. He kisses the top of my head as I rest my cheek against his warm chest.

“Sleep,” he murmurs against my hair. “We’ve got you.”

And I do, sinking into the tangle of limbs and steady heartbeats, into the comfort that only comes from being surrounded by the ones who’ve claimed every part of me.