Zinn caressed Valentin’s jaw tenderly. “I want that so much.”
Calder’s heart skipped a beat.
Valentin was right. Zinn was a strong man who had survived something unspeakable. But when Zinn looked at Valentin, Calder saw the innocent softness that must have been a part of him when he was Zeller Parkenson.
He’d never be Zeller again, but with Valentin, he could hold on to the best parts of who that young man had been.
Valentin tugged on Zinn’s leaking cock as Calder did the same to Wes.
“You feel amazing, my beta.” Calder kissed Wes’s neck. “Thank you for trusting me to have you this way.”
“Thank you for making it worth it.”
“Fuck!” Zinn shouted, coming all over his stomach and chest. Valentin swiped a thumb through the mess and brought it to his lips. He then gathered up more of the cum and fed it to Assa. Then Wes. Finally, Valentin grazed a finger through Zinn’s release and held it out to Calder.
Calder grabbed Valentin’s wrist and braced it in front of him, locking their eyes. Leaning forward, he slowly sucked Valentin’s finger into his mouth, laving it thoroughly with his tongue before releasing it with a boldpop.
“Stars,” Assa murmured. “This alpha-on-alpha stuff is seriously gonna kill me.”
Valentin leered at him, then began pistoning his hips again. Seconds later, he came with a roar. Satisfaction washed over his features as he collapsed on top of Zinn, clutching the omega as his knot locked them together.
Calder sped his hand up over Wes’s dick until he came all over Zinn’s and Valentin’s hips. Calder then repeated Valentin’s move, feeding Wes’s cum to each of the men in turn.
“We are dirty, dirty boys,” Assa said with a laugh as he sucked Wes’s cum off Calder’s finger.
After three more firm thrusts, the tingle of impending orgasm raced down Calder’s spine. He bit down softly on the fleshy part of Wes’s shoulder as he came, making sure to pull his cock out before his knot popped.
Calder hoisted himself up on an elbow as Wes rolled onto his back. Valentin rotated his body until he spooned Zinn and Assaspooned Valentin. With his knot lodged firmly in Zinn’s ass, Valentin reached behind himself to twine his fingers with Assa’s.
Assa responded by throwing his long leg over Valentin’s and Zinn’s thighs, landing his ankle on Wes’s stomach.
Calder smiled at their efforts to stay close, thinking it would be a learning process for them to figure out all the ways they could be together physically. But mentally, they’d been in this bed for a while.
Sighing in contentment, Calder cradled Wes’s head with one arm, touching the tips of his fingers to Zinn’s, resting his other hand on Assa’s thigh.
The five men lay like that for the twenty minutes it took Valentin’s knot to go down, caressing and kissing, greedy for each other’s touch. Calder wasn’t sorry they’d waited so long to be together like this—they’d needed time to make this leap—but now that they were here, his desire was overwhelming. He’d never get enough of them. Never.
An hour later, after they’d showered and shared several bottles of water, they fell asleep. It was a tight fit. Calder doubted one king-sized bed would work long-term, but for tonight, it felt right to be cocooned together.
He smiled, thinking of Jordie’s words to Ryde.
We’re just one family, bro.
Indeed.
Chapter Sixty-One
Assa
Two months after the shooting, Assa felt healed from his injuries.
He also felt like he lived in a completely different world from the one he’d woken up in at the hospital. A better world.
Less than two years ago, he’d had one child and one partner. Now he had four partners. And four children.
Jordie and Ked would never call himPopthe way Ryde did. He’d come into their lives a little late for that. But he cared for them like they were his own, just as Wes, Valentin, and Zinn did.
But the Pashuks had given up thede-delabel with Lachie. For both Ryde and Lachie, the five men would be Papa C, Papa V, Dad, Pop, and Daddy. That would also be true for any future babies they might have. Although Zinn’s next heat wasn’t due for a while, the men had already discussed the possibility of another breeding heat.