The Last Rose Epilogue
Corie
The doctor arrived this morning to check on the babe growing inside me. I’m officially almost five months along as of yesterday, but we only just found out two weeks ago. All three of my alphas have been beaming with pride, but it’s Noah who might be the most excited.
It’s still just so hard to believe I’m going to have a baby.
I wonder what the little one will look like. Will they have Finn’s blond hair, or Van’s darker complexion, or maybe even Hartley’s hazel eyes? But no matter what features this little one ends up with, this baby will call all three daddy. Or maybe Dad, Dadda, and Papa. But no odd nicknames that make any of my alphas think our young only belongs to Finn—even if it is tradition for the pack alpha to take the main title of ‘father’.
My bedroom door opens, and I hear soft feet pad up the stairs. It’s Noah.
“Hey, little bunny.” His face brightens as he comes into view. His blonde hair is especially fluffy, clearly having just bathed. “I brought you some tea.” Steam billows from the cup in his hand, but it doesn’t smell familiar. “It’s not oolong,” he said, sensing my question. “I read that oolong has a ton of caffeine, and isn’t great during pregnancy.”
I can’t help but laugh. “I only just found out I was pregnant two weeks ago, and you’re already reading a book on it?”
“Of course!” The bridge of his nose wrinkles, making it clear that he's offended I would think he wouldn’t study up on what was best for me. “It’s Rooibos tea.”
He carefully hands the full mug over. The cup is searing hot and I quickly adjust it so as to not burn my fingertips. I take a small sip, enjoying the earthy flavor. “It’s slightly sweet.” I nod in approval.
Noah smiles like he’s won a prize. “I’m so glad you like it.” He claps his hands together, then bows low. “May I enter your nest?” he asks in the formal way he always does.
“Of course,” I laugh. “I already told you. You can always come into my nest without an invitation. But only you,” I quickly add, and he nods fiercely, knowing that I mean our mates. They always have to ask.
“Alphas are just rude when it comes to nest etiquette.” Noah kicks off his slippers, then settles in next to me. I lean over the side of my nest and place my tea down on the carpeted floor.
Noah’s white linen shirt feels good against my arm. I let out a dreamy sigh as I snuggle a little closer to him, but I’m a little restless and struggle to find a good spot.
“What’s wrong?” he asks, tucking a red curl behind my ear. “You’ve seemed a little…tense,” he nods at his choice of words, “lately.”
I bite my bottom lip, feeling a little self-conscious to admit my problem. While Noah has always been very attentive when our alphas mate me, he and I don’t really talk about who does what and when outside of my heats. We respect that we are both mated to Finn and Van and lay with them whenever we feel. I’m the only one mated to Hartley, but Noah might as well be too. They’re so close.
“Corie.” The corner of Noah’s bright green eyes pull down with worry. His hands move to my stomach, cradling it softly. “Please talk to me. It’s not good for the babe to keep things bottled up.”
I sigh hard, knowing he’s right. “Since we found out,” I place my hands over his, “no one will lay with me.”
Noah’s whole face shifts. His eyes darken and his mouth pulls tight. “Those alphas haven’t claimed you once in two weeks?” His voice is loud and cutting, holding all the frustration I feel.
I nod, a little embarrassed. “I asked Hartley to sleep with me last night, but he didn’t….” I trail off, hating that I have to admit this. “He just slept. And you know me. I’m terrible at asking for that kind of attention.”
Noah lets out a tight groan, then pulls out his phone. I can already tell from the fierce way he’s tapping the screen that he’s sending an angry message in our family group chat. He hits send and my own cell lights up on the dresser. Yup. Group chat.
A small part of me wants to insist that Noah doesn’t need to yell at them for me, but I kind of want him to. My whole body feels tight and angry, my hormones are already in overdrive.
Heavy feet rip through the house, barreling down the hallway like a stampede. My eyes widen and I turn to Noah. “What did you say in that text?” My heart drops as my bedroom door flings open, cracking against the wall at the base of the stairs, then three angry alphas appear in my room.
Finn’s light brown eyes dart around the room as if tracking some kind of prey. His blond hair is perfectly styled and the dimple in his blue tie is especially deep. Van’s fists are curled tight and Hartley is practically vicious with his canines bared and his tattooed chest on full display. I can’t help but admire the large image of two wolves twisted in battle on his chest. It’s my favorite of all his tattoos.
“What the fuck is happening?” Van’s dark eyes sweep the room as if looking for a threat.
“Noah?” I repeat, getting my beta’s attention. “What did you say to them?”
“The truth,” he snips, turning to glare at all three alphas. “I said that our omega is suffering and needs help immediately.”
I groan, burying my face in my soft pink comforter. It matches my night dress. “Noah,” I squeak. “That’s so mean.”
“It’s not mean,” Noah’s voice rises. “It’s the truth.” I can’t see his face, but I know he’s glaring at our mates. “Has no one tended to Corie since finding out she’s pregnant?”
The silence that follows makes my whole body flash hot with embarrassment. It feels like Noah is begging for sex for me.
“Corie,” Hartley’s voice is soft and worried, “I’ve kept my distance so you won’t feel overwhelmed. I assumed…” Hart clears his throat, then finishes his thought, “I assumed it was bad for the baby,” he whispers as if he’s just now realizing how ridiculous that sounds.
I peek up at him, seeing the bearded alpha give both Finn and Van an apologetic look. My mind is a jumble of their shared worry and guilt for me pulling through our bond.
This is so humiliating.
“I honestly thought Finn…” Van turns to our pack alpha, and he shakes his head. He looks like he’s not sure how to finish his sentence.
Finn pushes out a long sigh, and his shoulders fall. “I know you usually look to Hartley when you need gentle comfort,” he says to me. His honey-colored eyes are especially soft. “And just like Hart, I didn’t want to overwhelm you. I’ve heard some omegas can prefer a specific alpha during pregnancy, and I wanted you to be able to make that choice freely.”
I sit up, shaking my head fiercely. “I don’t want just one of you.” I smooth my hands over my middle. “This baby is ours. The whole pack. I want everyone to be a part of caring for him…or her.” I smile, secretly praying it’s a girl. This house has too many boys.
Finn smiles sweetly, then moves closer to my nest. He raises his foot as if he’s about to step inside and Noah growls high in his throat, smacking the alpha’s big foot away. The tight flash of anger on Finn’s face is unmistakable, but he quickly fixes it. “Corie,” he gives Noah a forced smile, before turning to me and bowing low, “may I enter your nest?”
“Yes!” I practically yell, then look at Van and Hart. The desire to have them close is so intense I can’t breathe. “I want all of you.” I hold out my hands to my mates. “Now, please.”
My heart quickens as all three alphas strip down to their underwear. They’re all so beautiful: Hartley’s colorful ink, Van’s tan skin, and Finn’s pale complexion are all so strikingly different.
Every muscle in my tightly wound body eases as they crawl in, surrounding me with their lovely scents. Oak, leather, cinnamon, and spice. It completely envelopes me, soothing my soul.
“I’m sorry, omega.” Hartley forces me to lay on my back, then curls up against my side. He places several kisses along the side of my shoulder and neck. He kisses all three of their overlapping mating bites and my body instantly warms. “We didn’t mean to neglect you.”
Van reaches for Noah, snuggling the beta closer to me so he’s sandwiched between us. And Finn lays between my legs, bringing his face just to my stomach. He and Hartley both pull at my cotton nightdress, lifting it to expose my slightly rounded stomach. It’s honestly barely even noticeable. A stranger would probably think I had simply eaten a large meal.
“Look at that babe,” Finn whispers. He brushes his thumb over my belly button, making me giggle. “I can already see a slight curve.” He looks so lovingly at me, then leans down and brushes his lips and cheeks over my sensitive skin. He nuzzles me, feeling what he can of our youngling. I like to think that the baby can sense our alphas all around us, protecting and loving us.
“Do you want a boy or a girl?” Noah asks, channeling his fingers through Finn’s blonde hair.
“I just want the babe to be healthy,” I hum, content.
“Liar,” Noah teases softly. He places a quick kiss on my cheek and I lean into him. His fresh scent is normally hard to pick out when all five of us lay together, but today he smells so bright and fresh and wonderful. “I know you want a little girl,” Noah laughs softly, “with bows and lace and all that wonderful, glittery stuff.”
I press my lips together, trying to fight a smile. He knows me too well. “What do you want?”
“Definitely a girl,” Noah says quickly. “Too much cock in this house.”
“You weren’t complaining about too much cock last night,” Van growls in Noah’s ear. I don’t miss the way Finn smirks up at them. It makes me feel a little jealous. I normally don’t care who lays with whom, but I've been feeling especially sensitive the last few days. Needy.
“Hey,” Hartley’s deep voice vibrates in my ear. “What happened?” He presses his finger between my brows, easing away the lines settled there.
I immediately smile as brightly as I can. “I’m not sad,” But I can tell from the look on Hart’s face that he doesn’t believe me. “I’m just,” I let out a heavy sigh, “I’m restless.” I wiggle my bottom the best I can with Finn’s weight on top of me, hoping he gets my meaning.
“Well, that won’t do” Finn narrows his eyes in that sexy way that makes me wet and warm. His desire for me burns through our bond and my clit tightens. “We can’t have our omega restless,” he growls, crawling up my body and planting his fists on either side of my face. I feel completely eclipsed by his big body. And with Hartley on one side and Van and Noah on the other, I’ve never felt so safe.
“Promise me you’ll tell us if it’s too much having all of us here.” Noah caresses my cheek, his bright green eyes searching mine. “If you need just one-on-one time with one of the alphas, no one will be upset or offended.”
I want to make a joke that there’s no way a horney alpha would ever leave a needy omega, even with the threat of death, but if anyone could get them out of my cove, it’s Noah. “I promise.” I open my mouth to say something else, but before I can, Finn grips my chin, then kisses me hard. His tongue explores and tastes and consumes me, making my toes curl and my breath quicken.
Van growls deep in his chest, and I can feel Hartley shifting next to me. Gentle hands pull at my nightdress and Finn breaks our kiss just long enough for Hart to pull my clothes off. I get a quick glimpse of Van kissing Noah fiercely. Their wet tongues twist, just like mine and Finn’s, but I want Hart too.
As if sensing my need, Finn breaks the kiss, moving down my body so that Hartley can take his place.
My bearded alpha caresses my cheek, placing several gentle kisses on my lips, before really kissing me. I’m lost in the feel of his perfect lips and soft beard when Finn’s lips capture my nipple. The fierceness in which he touches me is so intense I arch my back and gasp into Hart’s mouth, and he chuckles deep in his chest.
“Do it again, Finn,” Hartley whispers. “Make her moan.”
Finn’s warm mouth pulls in as much of my flesh as he can, sucking hard, then letting my breast snap back with a soft pop. “Look how dark her nipples are,” Finn whispers as if in awe.
I glance down my body, noticing for the first time that they are much darker. My breasts are already swollen, and now they're changing color. Pregnancy is weird.
“Let me have a taste.” Hartley palms my other breast, forcing it to pucker up at him, then he leans down and sucks hard.
He and Finn lavish my breasts with soft flicks of their tongues and long swipes of their tongue. It has me so wound up, my panties are soaked.
“Does that feel good, omega?” Van whispers, and I turn to him. Van smiles sweetly at me, but my eyes drift to the naked beta pinned beneath him. Noah’s lips are wet and swollen, and his eyes are hooded with lust as he looks intensely at me. He looks so heavenly with his freshly showered hair, and pale soft skin. I want to touch him.
A wash of excitement floods my bond with Van as he takes in my expression. Something mischievous lifts inside of Van’s lips as he growls, “I want Noah to fuck her.”
Finn and Hartley immediately look up, their expressions mirroring each other. It’s shock and excitement, and my bond with both alphas is wild with their curiosity.
I look at Noah, wondering what he thinks.
The beta’s eyes go wide for a second, then he smiles, looking as if the idea is almost amusing. “But I’ve never…with a female…before,” he whispers as if it’s such a scandalous thing to do.
“Corie?” Hartley’s hazel eyes meet mine. They’re filled with so much lust and excitement at the idea of watching Noah and I do something so dirty. “Do you want Noah to fuck you?”
I turn to the beta, making sure he’s okay with it. “Only if he wants to,” I say softly, hoping Noah knows I won’t be upset if he doesn’t want to. “You are very handsome and I love you, but I don’t want you to be uncomfortable.”
Before Noah can answer, Finn leans up, ripping my underwear clean off my body. Then he forces my legs wide, letting our beta see all of me.
Noah bites his bottom lip, looking over my naked body. His eyes sparkle as if really seeing me for the first time. Then he smiles almost sheepishly. “Okay.” The word is so small and cute as it leaves his lips—almost like a child accepting a sweet before dinner, even though he knows it’s deeply forbidden.
I giggle. It feels silly and fun, and I laugh even louder as Noah crawls over me, but he’s smiling wide too, a restrained laugh making his chest shake. We’re a mess and this will never work, but the alphas in the room all watch us as if this is the most debaucherous thing they’ve ever seen.
“They like this,” Noah whispers in my ear, hovering over me. “Should we put on a show?”
I press my lips together, then nod. “Let’s get them worked up.” I hook my ankles under Noah’s bottom, making the end of his cock poke me, and I realize just how much I like the idea of having Noah inside me. I love him so much.
Moving slowly, Noah positions himself just at my entrance, then he pushes forward. He slips easily into my eager body, not stopping until he’s fully seated. My breath picks up a bit, and my fingers curl into his shoulders. His lighter form feels so good pressed against me.
Noah leans down, placing several soft kisses to my lips before opening his mouth, and slipping his tongue out. I suck on it, kissing him deeply. He tastes so good. Subtle and fresh.
Noah’s hips move, and his cock slips in and out of me, mimicking the action of his tongue. It’s not the possessive, brute force of an alpha, but tender and soft. And while Noah’s beta cock doesn’t have the same length and width as an alpha, his does have a wonderful curve to it and keeps hitting something glorious deep inside me. It has me panting already.
“How does she feel?” Hartley whispers just next to us. I turn my head to see his wide eyes taking in every inch of our naked bodies. “Does she feel good, Noah? Does our omega make you want to come?”
Noah’s thrusts pick up, and he nods and pants at the same time. “It feels…” he moans deep in his throat, “un-fucking-beliveable.”
I glance over Noah’s shoulder to see Van just behind him. Van’s dark eyes meet mine and he gives me a devilish smirk before leaning down and disappearing behind Noah.
“Fuck!” Noah’s eyes go wide and his hips slam especially hard against mine, making me keen and gasp.
“What…” I let out a desperate gasp as Noah slams into me again. “What’s he doing?” I asked, needing to hear all the dirty things happening around us.
“He’s….ah….he’s licking me,” Noah’s mouth falls open and his hips falter, his movements becoming erratic and sloppy. “I…nnnngh…I can’t….” he pants hard.
“Help him,” Finn’s deep voice pulls my attention. My pack alpha sits back, pumping his cock as he watches us. “Van. Help him,” he repeats.
Van’s head comes into view once again, then he leans far over Noah’s slight body.
“Be careful of the babe,” Hartley whispers, pushing his hand between mine and Noah’s bodies. His fingers graze my nipples, sending electric sparks of pleasure straight to my clit, before moving down to hold my stomach. It’s so possessive and protective at the same time, making me even wetter.
Van looks down his body, and Noah went still. I hold my breath, waiting for the alpha to enter our beta.
Noah’s mouth fell open in a silent scream of pleasure, then Van ruts forward, pushing the beta deep inside me.
“Oh!” I let out a deep throaty gasp as Van fucks Noah harder and harder into me. My body instantly tenses and my toes curl.
“She’s going to come,” Finn growls, excited.
“Oh, please,” I beg, trying to roll my hips with them, but it was no use. The weight of the two sexy men on top of me, keeps me pinned in place. “Don’t stop!”
“This…I…” Noah pants, Finn fucking even harder into him, and into me. “Fuck…Corie…” Noah tips his head back, showing me the two mating bites on his throat. The need to lick them is intense and I latch my lips to his sensitive sucking as hard as I can.
“Fuck!” Noah snarls and squeezes his eyes tight. “I can’t….I’m….gonna….ugh!”
His cock swelled within me, bursting with hot fluid. There’s no knot, being a beta, Noah doesn’t have one, and for a brief moment, I feel incomplete without it.
As if moving on pure instinct, Noah’s eyes flash open, and he grips my hair hard, forcing my head to the side, then he bites down hard on my shoulder. It tips me over the edge, ripping an orgasm up and down my body. I claw at Noah’s back, trying to hold him tighter to me as I float through my pleasure. It’s so intense, I almost don’t notice Noah’s limp body being lifted off me.
Hard hands pull me up and settle me on someone’s lap. My back is flush with an alpha’s chest. Finn. Without warning, his cock pushes hard into my pussy and I moan, laying my head back against his shoulder.
“I love fucking Noah’s cum back into you,” Finn growls, slipping his fingers through my folds and around his cock stuffed inside me. “Hart, she’s so wet,” he brings his fingers to his mouth and sucks, “and sweet.”
Hartley growls as he crawls toward us, bringing his head to my pussy. I hold my breath, waiting to see what he’d do. Hartley isn’t intimate with Finn or Van. Only Noah. While all three alphas tend to me together, Hartley has never touched the other two. And the thought of him doing that, has me all wound up all over again.
Refusing to blink, I stare at Hartley, then my eyes go wide as his tongue flicks out and laps at both Finn’s cock and my pussy at the same time.
“Holy shit,” Van gasps. He holds Noah tight against his chest. The beta looks spent, almost drunk as he gives me a weak smile. I’m sure Van’s knot is buried deep inside the poor beta, sealing them together. I want that. I need it.
“Fuck, Hart,” Finn grunts, pushing his hips up into me. Fucking me.
Hartley’s tongue found my clit, then it flicked wildly.
A deep, guttural moan slipped from my throat, and I grip Hartley’s hair hard by the roots.
“No.” My body tenses with the pleasure he was pulling from me, but I need more. “Please,” I moan, pulling Hart up by his hair. “Please.”
Hartley leans up, his lips wet with my slick. “You need two cocks in you?” His voice was deep like gravel.
“Please,” I whine, pulling my knees even higher, inviting him to join Finn inside me. “Please.”
A deeply satisfied smirk fills Hartley’s face, and he grips the base of his cock. Finn stills, waiting. I can feel the crown of Hart’s cock push just next to Finn's, then the pressure inside my pussy triples and he forces the head of his cock just inside me.
“Oh, yes.” I drop my head onto Finn’s shoulder. “Yes, please. More.”
Finn grunts in my ear as Hartley pushes inch by thick inch deep inside me. “Fuck me, Hart. How are you not hurting her?”
I know what the alpha means. Hartley is thick. Real thick. I probably won’t be able to walk tomorrow, but right now, it just feels amazing.
Then they both move.
I’m lost in the push and pull of their hips as both alphas work to find a steady rhythm. It doesn’t take them long and before I know it, I’m bouncing and jerking between them like a rag doll.
It’s bliss.
“I’m close,” Finn growls in my ear, then his cock expands, his knot taking hold. A brief flash of fear floods me at the thought of taking two knots at the same time, in the same hole.
“Me too,” Hartley snarls.
I open my mouth to ask one of them to pull out but Hartley falls into me, kissing me hard. Then they both come.
A brief flare of pain rips up my spine, but it's quickly replaced by deep pleasure radiating from my clit. My pussy flutters as they both fill me up, and I scream as my orgasm rises. Stars burst into my vision, making me light-headed as I swim in the most intense orgasm of my life.
My whole body shakes and I go limp as the two alphas on either side of me push and pull my hips, draining them of every last drop of cum.
Once everyone goes still, I loll my head to the side, looking at Van and Noah. The beta’s eyes are closed, with his back still pressed to Van’s chest. The alpha caresses his chest and fluffy blond hair. Van is such a good alpha. So loving in his aftercare.
“Are you okay?” Hartley asks. He’s breathless, and sweat covers his brow.
Unable to speak, I nod.
Finn’s hand moves around me, holding my throat softly. “Are you sure?” he whispers in my ear.
“Yes,” I force the word from my mouth. Finn’s hand moves down, covering my stomach.
“We didn’t hurt you or the babe?” he asks again, but this time I can hear the worry in his voice. Finn never worries. Or at least he never shows it.
I turn my head, looking at him over my shoulder. “We’re both okay.” I covered his hand with mine. “Maybe hungry.”
All three alphas go still, exchanging worried looks. Van’s knot is still deep inside Noah, and Finn and Hart are stuck inside me. Hartley glances down, and for a moment it looks like he might try to work his knot out.
“I can wait,” I say quickly, gripping Hartley's shoulders to keep him in place. “I promise, I’m okay. I can wait.” I want to laugh at their urgency to feed and care for me. It’s sweet but also a little silly sometimes.
“Once my knot goes down,” Van says, “I’ll get you and Noah something to eat.”
I nod, liking that plan. “Will you all sleep with me?” I ask, not wanting to spend a single night alone. “I know my nest isn’t that big but—”
“We will sleep wherever you want,” Hartley places a soft kiss on my temple. “From now on, you’ll have to kick my ass out of here if you want a moment.”
Finn quickly agrees and Van nods.
I’m sure I’ll eventually be sick of them. I still have months to go before the babe comes, but for now they’re all I want. My alphas and beta. Surrounding me. Loving me. Caring for me and our babe.
