Marigold Run Epilogue
Everly
I smooth out Mari’s favorite plush throw across Izan’s bed, then I gather the old comforter and head toward the laundry room. Our omega is having lunch with her brother today. She always comes home so happy after spending the afternoon with Stefan, but she also gets very wound up.
It’s all the overstimulation.
Stefan loves to go to restaurants and visit museums and cafes. Mari doesn’t like big crowds, but that girl would jump out of a plane if her brother asked her to. It’s kind of sweet. She’s a good big sister.
“Are they not home yet?” Izan appears in the doorway of the laundry.
“Not yet,” I say.
He watches me stuff his blue comforter into the washer. “You know, we have people that do our laundry for us,” he reminds me yet again.
“I’m aware,” I say simply. “But I like to do this.” I know it doesn’t make any sense to any of my alphas, but taking care of Mari’s needs is more than just a desire. It’s a compulsion. I need to make sure everything is perfect for when she gets home. I can’t rely on anyone else to do it.
“Are both Hutch and Dassy with our omega?” Izan asks as he pushes his hands into his pockets. His black dress slacks are tight across his thick, muscular thighs. It’s wonderfully distracting.
“They are,” I press a few buttons, making sure the washer is on the right setting, then I press START. The machine clicks, then whorls once, followed by the sound of water flowing. “Hutch texted a little while ago,” I pull my cell phone from my pocket, checking their location. “They’re actually pulling into the driveway right now,” I say with a happy lift in my voice.
Izan’s dark green eyes widen with excitement and he holds out his elbow, a silent offer to escort me through the house. I search my bond with each one of my alphas as we walk. Izan and Hutch are content, both alphas clearly happy that everyone is home. But Dassy is horny as hell. Like always. I swear, that alpha only likes to take Mari on these visits to see her brother because he gets to rut her stupid the second they get home.
We’ve found it’s the fastest way to settle our poor girl.
“I swear I thought he was going to speak this time!” Mari says as she steps into the entryway. Her long blonde hair frames her face in wild waves, falling into her eyes and sticking to her lip gloss. It must be windy outside.
“I take it Bear didn’t say a word?” I say, pulling Mari’s coat off of her slight shoulders and draping it over a nearby end-table.
“I simply don’t get it,” She tugs at the hem of her shirt, adjusting the flowing lavender material to cover her bottom. Dassy stands behind her, frowning that he can’t see her ass in her tight black leggings anymore. “Stefan swears he’s nice and chatty, but he hasn’t said a single word since we started meeting for lunch.” She huffs, brushing the hair away from her face.
“To be fair, Hutch doesn’t say much either,” I say, giving our big blond alpha a quick smile.
Hutch’s big body moves, stalking toward me, his eyes sparkling with affection. “I say plenty,” he grumbles matter-of-factly, then he slips his hand around my throat, holding me completely still. “But if you follow me upstairs, I’ll talk all you want, pretty girl.”
My cheeks warm from his touch, and I push my glasses up the bridge of my nose using it as an excuse to hide my face.
“Go get ready,” Izan says to the twins.
Hutch smiles down at me, then his hand slowly falls away. Dassy gives me a sexy smirk as he passes, following his brother up the stairs.
“You need a bath,” Izan says to Mari. “Upstairs.”
Our omega’s light brown eyes narrow at the pack alpha “I don’t need to be fucked the second I walk in the door,” she says with fake annoyance. But I know her all too well. She loves to be fed and fucked after a long day of socializing—and not necessarily in that order.
“No arguing,” Izan says firmly as he closes the space between them.
Mari tilts her chin up as he looms over her. I can’t help but notice the way she pushes her chest out, letting her nipples graze against Izan’s firm chest.
“Go,” Izan growls, then he reaches around and smacks Mari’s ass.
“Fine!” The omega snips as she cuts around him, but it’s laced with far too much excitement.
Izan smiles, then takes my hand, escorting me to his room.
Once there, I’m happy to find Dassy stepping out of the shower. Hutch is still washing up, scrubbing the day off of him. I can’t help but admire the identical pair. Tall, blond, and covered in perfectly etched muscles. Dassy towels off, wiping the water that drips down his cut abs. My gaze travels lower, admiring his long cock. It’s already starting to plump, and soon, he’ll be rock hard and slamming himself deep into our omega.
I shudder at the thought, pushing a pulse of desire through my bond with my mates.
Dassy immediately lets out a throaty groan as our eyes meet. His full lips lift in one corner, smirking. “If you don’t stop that,” he growls at me “I’m going to fuck you right now against the bathroom counter.”
My clit pulses at his threat. But before I can say a word, Mari lets out a pained hiss, and I instinctively whip around to make sure she’s okay.
“Too hot?” Izan asks the omega. She’s standing in the center of the oversized bathtub. The water is on full blast, steam rising from the surface.
“A little.” Mari grimaces staring at the water sloshing around her ankles. Her fingers splay out as if she wants to grab onto something.
I rush to the bathtub and quickly turn the cool water on full blast. “It’s tricky,” I remind Izan. The damn tap seems to have two settings: Lava or ice. “You have to turn the cold all the way up.”
“I’ll have someone come and take a look at it,” Hutch says as he wraps a towel around his waist.
“Fuck,” Izan snarls angrily at the bathtub. “I’m so sorry, omega.”
“If you really felt bad, you’d climb in and burn with me,” Mari challenges the pack alpha.
Izan doesn’t even think about it. He moves, stepping into the tub and sitting down. His abs flex, telling me the water is still pretty uncomfortable, but he doesn’t make any other sound. “Sit,” he commands Mari, helping her lower herself onto the tops of his thighs.
“You too, beta,” Dassy moves behind me, pressing his bare body against my back. “Strip down, and clean off, so we can get you dirty again.”
Mari hums, blissed out as Izan forces her back against his chest. His wet hands slide over her breasts and hips, washing her in slow, seductive movements.
“Come here, Everly,” Mari whispers as she parts her pretty thighs. “I need my beta.”
Mari
The bathroom is a complete mess.
Soapy water sloshes over the edges of the bathtub as I buck my hips against Everly’s hand. The beta has three fingers buried deep inside me while Izan flicks my clit with expert precision.
“That’s it,” he purrs in my ear. “Come for me, pretty girl. Squirt that slick all over our beta.”
The coil in my belly snaps and pleasure explodes from my pussy, making my whole body shake. I scream, clutching the sides of the bathtub as Everly continues to pump her fingers inside me, milking every last drop of my orgasm.
“Good girl,” Izan growls, nipping at his mating bite. The sensation tickles, then simmers, causing more pheromones to flood my system.
“Fuck,” I mumble as my body goes limp. I fall against my pack alpha’s chest, panting hard.
“You’re not done yet,” Dassy appears next to the tub. He leans down, picking me up as if I weigh nothing. My wet legs slip over his sides, but he holds me tight, carrying me into Izan’s bedroom. Hutch is already lying on his back in the center of the bed. His thick cock points at the ceiling, with a bead of precum perched on time. Just waiting for me. “Sit on his dick like a good omega.”
Hutch reaches for me, taking me from his brother. His dark blue eyes sparkle as he positions me across his lap. The alpha usually prefers to fuck me from behind, but I told him that I want to see his face sometimes, too. Dassy immediately made a joke about how they're identical so I should only need to see one of them, but the way both of them look at me is so different—sometimes it’s hard to believe they’re indistinguishable to most people.
Pure bliss slips up my spine as Hutch’s thick member settles deep inside me. I gasp and he moans when our hips fall flush with one another.
“Look at those pretty tits,” Hutch hums as he captures one of my nipples in his mouth. He plucks at it, drawing as much of my flesh into his mouth as he can.
“Lean forward for me, goldie.” Dassy presses one large hand between my shoulder blades, urging me to lay flat against Hutch’s chest. His cock plays in the slick gathered around my entrance, before pressing against my ass. Then he pushes against the tight ring of muscles, before thrusting all the way inside me.
The intrustion is swift and fierce, making my body slide against Hutch. Then Dassy begins to fuck me. His movements are rhythmic, pushing and pulling my hips at the same time so I slip over Hutch’s cock as well.
A burst of excitement cuts through my bond with Izan, followed by the sound of water splashing. He’s fucking Everly in the tub. My excitement doubles and my pussy clamps down on both my alphas. Everly lets out a wild gasp, just as Izan growls loudly.
“I love that sound,” Dassy rumbles in my ear.
I whimper, wanting so badly to see Izan knot Everly. The beta always keens and, sometimes, she even tears up from the exquisite pressure. She’s so beautiful with a knot lodged inside her.
Something shifts on the bed, then I flinch as Everly’s slight body lands right next to me and the twins. Izan is instantly on top of her, fucking her in fast, ruthless thrusts, the base of his cock growing bigger and bigger. Then his knot pops and Everly screams. My own pleasure ricochets in time with hers, and we both come together.
“Fuck me!” Dassy snarls as I clamp down on his cock, but he doesn’t stop rutting me, helping me feel every wonderful spasm of pleasure.
Once I finally come down from my high, I press my cheek against Hutch’s chest, then reach out and caress Everly’s tear-streaked face. My sweet beta nuzzles against my hand.
“Mari,” Izan’s deep voice pulls my attention. Our eyes meet, and he smirks. “Be a good girl and ride Everly’s face.” His words border on a command, allowing me to disobey if I want to, but we both know I won’t.
“Yes, alpha.” I push off of Hutch, making his and Dassy’s cocks slip from my body. They both moan in unison as I move to straddle Everly’s face.
“Face me,” Izan says. “Let me see those eyes while you come all over our beta’s pretty face.”
I do as I’m told, settling right over Everly’s open mouth. She grabs my hips, bringing me all the way down so she can lap at my entrance. I’m already soaked, as Everly’s tongue moves expertly through my folds.
“Hold her ankles,” Izan pushes Everly’s legs up, forcing her shins against my chest. The view is maddening. I could see every inch of her tight pussy stretched across Izan’s bulb-like knot. Her skin is red and shiny, forced so wide, I’m sure it’s bordering on painful.
Unable to help myself, I reach down and caress Izan’s knot. He hums and rocks his hips against our beta, tugging at the knot still buried inside her. Everly mewls against my pussy, and her hands curl around my waist, holding me tighter to her face. Her tongue plunges inside me with wet, sloppy licks. My hips begin to move when she finds my clit.
While my alphas are good at many things, and never once disappoint me in bed, Everly is a master at eating pussy.
“I can’t just watch,” Dassy moves behind Izan, spitting on his hand as he readies himself to enter our pack alpha. Izan’s dark green eyes flash, then float closed as the alpha breaches him. Izan usually tops Dassy, but every now and then, we get to see the pair switch positions. And I love it. There’s something so wonderful about seeing your pack alpha give up a bit of power to someone he loves.
“Open,” Hutch commands me as he stands on the bed, stepping right between me and Izan. With his feet on either side of Everly’s waist, the alpha brings his big cock to my face, then pushes in between my lips.
I hum at his flavor, continuing to roll my hips in time with Everly’s tongue. The beta’s hands move up my body, pinching my nipples as Hutch begins fucking my face. He holds the back of my head, cradling me as he uses my mouth. Precum spreads across my tongue just as Everly sucks especially hard at my clit. I gag on Hutch’s cock right as I come.
The pulsing heat of my orgasm grips every muscle in my body, and steals my breath.
Heat floods my mouth as Hutch comes not long after. I drink him down, struggling to stay upright through wave after crushing wave of pleasure.
“Give her to me!” Dassy yells out, and Hutch suddenly disappears from my mouth. A string of spit and cum drips from my mouth as I’m manhandled into place.
I’m vaguely aware that I’m on my back when Dassy slides into me, filling me to the hilt with his big cock. He thrusts once. Twice. Then his knot expands and he lets out a mighty roar.
My whole body locks on his knot, forcing me to come once more. This time, my orgasm is much shorter, but still just as powerful as he pumps me full of his cum. The stretch of his knot is everything, stretching my body in all the ways I crave. The ways I need.
“Is that better?” Izan asks as he pulls his limp cock out of our spent beta.
I nod, smiling when Hutch settles on the other side of me. He caresses the side of my face, then he traces my lips.
“Once Dassy’s knot goes down, I’ll fuck you again,” Hutch says. I smile even wider at his promise, so fucking happy.
“Alpha,” I say, not really addressing anyone in particular.
Izan and Hutch hum in response, and Dassy looks up at me, waiting expectantly for me to speak.
“Stefan invited me over for lunch tomorrow,” I say, pleased when Izan gives me permission. Excitement bursts in my belly, followed by the urge to roll my hips.
While I deeply love my brother, the thing I look forward to the most after seeing him is the wild sex with my mates. Every time I leave the house, my whole pack fucks me stupid the second I return home. They have somehow gotten it into their head that my time with Stefan is stressful or overwhelming, and that fucking me is the only way to settle me.
That’s not true in the least.
Spending the day with Stefan always makes me feel so happy and content. But once, for some reason, Everly decided I needed to be rutted after visiting. It just felt rude to correct her.
“Are you hungry?” Everly whispers as she places a soft kiss on my lips.
I’m not hungry in the slightest, but who am I to argue when four gorgeous people want to hand-feed me right after sex?
So I smile and lie, “I’m starving.”
