Looking down at Matty, I silently urge him to eat faster. The first stirrings of my heat are making themselves known, making breastfeeding very uncomfortable at the moment. As per usual, Matty takes his time, not noticing my discomfort. But seeing as he is only a year and a half old, I shouldn't be expecting much.

Closing my eyes, I try to focus on breathing, not letting my mind wander to what I desperately am craving at the moment. My mates are off with the alpha, helping with getting the rest of the new pack members settled. They arrived not too long ago, and it has been difficult trying to find a comfortable place for everyone. While we have room in the pack house, not everyone was comfortable with that, so some of the houses- along with the one we chose- have been worked on.

This is the first heat I have actually looked forward to since forever. While heats are not painful, the rush of hormones through the body make you teeter on an edge. It is like that moment of anticipation you feel when jumping off a diving board into the pool below. That constant waiting for relief is driving me insane.

Just when I am about to force Matty to be done, the baby unlatches himself, settling against my chest as he lets out a yawn. Leaning down, I press a soft kiss against his hair, pushing back a few of his more errant curls from his face.

He is already in his pajamas, ready to go to sleep. Peeking at the clock on the nightstand, I see that it is nearing nine o'clock. The moon has been up for a while now, but as it rises further in the sky, the pull becomes stronger.

Matty clings to me as I stand up, grabbing his pacifier from where it is lying on the bed beside me. Usually, one of us will stay with him until he falls asleep, but I can't wait any longer.

Thank God he is half way to sleep anyway, so he doesn't make a peep when I lay him down on his bed. He cuddles down into his blankets, allowing me to slip the pacifier into his mouth before leaning down to press a kiss against his cheek.

Rosalie is already asleep in her crib, bum in the air as she sleeps with her knees tucked under her. She only lets out a slight sigh when I pull her blanket over her, not wanting either of the babies to get cold during the night. It is winter now, and we only have a few fireplaces spread throughout the house. With the way they are positioned, though, their heat doesn't reach these bedrooms.

Knowing that in a few hours I will be too out of it to move from my room, I go downstairs to get something to eat. Taylor is already waiting in the kitchen, along with Micah and Avery. It seems like I am not the only omega gearing up for the next heat.

Taylor and Micah are both working on the elk ribs that Alpha Seren had barbequed last night. They both startle when I sit on the stool between them, grabbing my own bit of meat to eat. Avery is the only one who seems to have a bit of control.

He is watching us with a humored smile, hands wrapped around a steaming cup of tea. Squinting my eyes, I take in the omega before me, wondering how he has so much self-control.

"He's pregnant, that's why he is so freaking calm, the lucky bastard," Micah mumbles wiping off his hands on a napkin before gulping down his entire glass of water.

"What, really?" I ask, looking back over at Avery with wide eyes. His smile grows as he gives me a small nod. "Congratulations."

"Bit of a surprise, but not a bad one in the least," he says, topping off his tea with what is left in the kettle.

"How did Nik take the news?" I ask, grabbing another rib.

"He's excited." Avery's smile only grows. "A little nervous and worried about me, but that's what I love about him."

It's a little strange seeing Avery be so talkative. Usually, he keeps to himself or with the little ones. To be honest, I never got the feeling from him that he wanted children, so hearing that he and his mate are happy about it leaves me a bit thrown. But it is easy to see his sincerity, so I just smile at the other omega before pushing Taylor's wandering hand away from my food.

"Thanks for watching Beckett and Noah for us," Micah says. "With them being so young still, without your help, this heat would have been hell."

"No problem," Avery says. "That's what pack mates are for."
Our conversation tapers off after that, all of us concentrating on filling up. The stirrings are getting worse, becoming more of a pull than a tickle in my mind. Just when I am debating getting started on my heat myself, the front door opens, making all of us turn to look at the hallway.

"Thank fuck," Micah mumbles, his vulgarity making my eyes snap to him in surprise. He pushes his stool away from the counter, and as soon as our mates step into the room, he throws himself at Jesse. The beta looks a little surprised but catches Micah nonetheless.

Alpha Seren just chuckles, giving a fond shake of his head before heading towards the stairs. "I think we're done for tonight. Sleep in tomorrow. It will be a rest day."

It is awkward hearing Alpha Seren talk about how we will be in the throes of heat and rut for the entire night, but I am grateful for the rest day anyway. Not that it will matter really since Matty will still be waking up early.

A small cry comes from upstairs, causing Avery to take one last drink of his tea before setting the mug in the sink. "That's my cue." He heads towards the stairs, with Taylor dragging Tate behind him only a second later.

My mates look over at me, and I can see that I am not the only one unaffected. "We- We should go upstairs before I do something embarrassing."

They nod but only move when I start towards the stairs as well. The journey up to the third floor where our room is located takes way longer than I want it too. The smell of my mates has already hit me, making everything so much warmer.

By the time I reach the bedroom, my clothes are much too hot. Everything feels prickly, the shirt I am wearing rubbing up against my nipples causing me to jolt in pleasure. It is all too much, and I strip off my shirt and pants in order to get some relief.

Turning around, I see that my mates are watching me, Ethan with wide eyes and Erik with half-slitted. One of them remembered to close the door behind them, which is a blessing.

"Strip," I say, voice coming out huskier than I intended. Erik raises an eyebrow at my briskness but slowly starts to take off his clothes, while Ethan in his eagerness manages to get his head stuck in his shirt. The sight has me letting out a startled laugh, while Erik rolls his eyes and helps his brother out of the shirt entrapment.

A blush has spread across Ethan's face, but the tension has left the room, something I am grateful for. The sight of my naked mates has me practically panting. They are both fit but not overly so. Not the type of bodies you see from spending hours in the gym. No, their bodies show the muscle gained from manual labor. Erik is a little bulkier than Ethan, who has a slimmer build.

My eyes trail down their bodies, settling on their cocks. "Bed."

I have to tear my eyes away from them, practically throwing myself on the mattress. The lube is already set on the nightstand, from when I got it out earlier. Grabbing it, I turn back around, the heat growing in me as I notice that my mates are both just as interested in this as I am.

Ethan steps forwards, crawling onto the mattress and in between my legs. His lips capture mine in a heated kiss, before pulling away. The lube is taken from me, the bottle snapped open by Ethan before pouring some of the slick on his fingers.

His mouth trails down my neck as his finger rubs softly against my entrance. The bite on my neck has me crying out, not even noticing as he slips in a finger. The bite turns into a soothing kiss before his lips move further down my body.

Peeling open my eyes, I watch as Ethan leaves soft kisses against my shoulders and chest. The brush of his lips against my nipple has my crying out in surprise. They are way more sensitive than they used to be, and he captures one in his mouth, leaving me scrambling as I wrap my legs around his waist and twine my fingers in his hair, keeping him as close to me as possible.

Ethan lets out a surprised hum before pulling away, a few drops of milk being licked away from his lips. "Now I know why Matty doesn't want to give that up."

The words have me blushing, before I pull him up into another kiss, not wanting to think about my son when we are about to have sex.

Another finger slips inside me, and the burn is gone in only a few seconds. My body is wanting this just as much as I do, needing to be filled and bred.

The two fingers turn to three, and I am practically panting. Pulling my mouth away from Ethan, I bury my face in his neck, a broken, "Please," slipping out of my mouth. Ethan pulls away completely then, making panic settle in me.

"Hush, love," he says when I try to pull him back against me. Instead of coming back into my arms, he is looking over to the right, a mischievous smile on his face.

Turning, I watch as he wraps lube slicked fingers around a surprised Erik. The other alpha lets out a deep moan as Ethan moves his hand along the length of Erik's cock, giving the bulge where the knot will form a soft squeeze before pulling his hand away.

"Come here, Erik," he says, voice more demanding than I have ever heard come from Ethan. "Come knot our mate."

The words have Erik crawling onto the bed and into my waiting arms. Ethan leans over, one hand wrapping around the back of his brother's head as he draws him into a deep kiss. While distracted, Ethan wraps another hand around Erik's cock, guiding it towards my entrance. The sight has more heat than ever before pooling inside me. I can tell that I am on the precipice already, barely holding myself back from tipping over the edge.

Ethan pulls away, only leaving a sliver of space between his and Erik's lips. Erik catches his breath, but as I wrap my legs around his waist, rubbing his erection against my hole, he turns to look over at me.

"Look at how much he wants you, Erik," my mate says, turning to look at me. It is odd- hot, but odd- seeing Ethan being the direct one while Erik does as he says. It's a total role reversal. "Look how much he wants you to fill him up, to make him round with pup."

The words have Erik letting out another moan, and my breath catches as the head of his cock starts to push against me before finally pushing inside. He tries to still to let me adjust, but I just tighten my legs around him, digging my heels into his ass until he finally gets the message and slides completely inside me.

"Isn't that right, love?" Ethan asks, laying down beside me, capturing my lips in a kiss before pulling away. "Don't you want to be filled completely. To have your mates breed you?"

My head nods on its own volition, desperately needing everything that he is saying. Ethan smiles, before reaching his hand over, settling it on Erik's ass and giving it a squeeze, leading him in the motions of pulling out of me and rocking back in.

It isn't long before I can feel Erik's knot catching against my rim, and I know that he is just as close as I am. Reaching down, I try to wrap a hand around my cock, but Ethan just swats it away, instead wrapping his own hand around me. He matches Erik's thrusts with his hands, the intensity causing the heat inside me to bubble.

"I-I'm gonna come," I whisper.

Erik's thrusts are becoming more erratic, his knot filling before he pushes inside me completely, the knot locking him inside.

"Perfect, love, you're both perfect," Ethan says, leaning over to kiss me again. "Come for me."

His words cause me to lose control, tipping over the edge that I have been balancing on for so long. My orgasm takes over, my moans being captured by Ethan's mouth as I spill over his hand and my torso.

Erik finally pushes as far in as he can, leaning down to bite at my shoulder, where he had put his mark when we first became mates, as I feel him come inside me.

A satisfied sigh leaves me as I wrap my arms around Erik, smiling against Ethan's lips. Looking down, I see that Ethan has come as well, his hand moving away from his cock to rub some of his come against my skin, before doing the same to Erik as well. The sight has me scrunching my nose, but I know it's an alpha thing. Something they only do when in rut. It's a type of marking, just as prominent to other alpha's noses as the bite marks on my neck.

"Are you alright, love?" Erik says as Ethan pulls the blankets up over us.

Unwrapping my legs, I allow Erik to turn us around so that we are both on our sides, his knot keeping us close together. Ethan scoots up against my back, wrapping his arm around the both of us.

"Perfect," I say, not able to keep the smile from my face. "It was perfect."

Erik seems satisfied by my answer, a smile spreading across his face as I tuck my head under his chin, breathing in his comforting scent.

"No more talking, time for sleep," Ethan grumbles against the back of my neck, and I couldn't agree more.