Destiny Makes Eight

Heat of Passion

Yeosang grew impatient waiting for Hongjoong to come to their Pack nest room after speaking privately with Yunho. He’d felt an overwhelming pride in his Mate for overcoming his own issues and accepting someone new into their mansion. Yeosang had never seen Hongjoong offer his protection to someone else outside of their Pack. He’d been the last to join under Hongjoong’s protection. Until then, no one else had deserved it.

For some reason, it had turned Yeosang on unbearably fast. The pride in his chest and happiness at having Yunho accepted triggered something in him. Something he hadn’t felt a long time. Thankfully, Seonghwa noticed right away. Yeosang managed to hold himself together while in the dining hall. But the moment they made it to their room, his arousal spiked in his scent full force. Mingi was the nearest and was hit with the Omega’s pheromones first. It only took a few seconds for the others to catch on as well. It was rare for Yeosang to be overwhelmed by his desire. He whined in distress, unsure of what he wanted. Mingi was taken by surprise but was able to easily lift the Omega and carry him to the nest and started to scent him. Yeosang sucked on his throat, leaving marks behind.

“Alpha… want Alpha…” Yeosang mumbled despite devouring the Beta in his hold.

Jongho disappeared quickly, aware of what was about to happen. Wooyoung whispered something to San before he was swept into a breathtaking kiss. The Alpha left the room moments later with a promise to wait for Wooyoung in his room. It took both Wooyoung and Seonghwa to distract Yeosang long enough for Mingi to escape.

“Bring Hongjoong.” Seonghwa softly ordered before he pulled a wide ribbon from the vanity and crawled onto the bed. Wooyoung was on top of Yeosang, kissing him within an inch of his life and pinning his wrists down on the bed. Mingi retreated, neck dotted in marks from Yeosang’s feverish attack.

“What is it, baby?” Seonghwa cooed and brushed his hair back off his forehead. He’d seen Yeosang like this only twice before. Wooyoung said it used to happen a lot when they were teens.

“Hongjoong.” Yeosang moaned when Wooyoung nipped at his scent gland. Only Hongjoong’s bite decorated it, but all of their bonding marks rested lower around his collarbones and shoulders.

“Are you proud of your Mate?” Seonghwa smiled in understanding. Even though the Omegas’ joint heats ended a few weeks ago, Yeosang’s hormones were still a little out of control. His every emotion flooded his scent. Sadly, it was a side effect of how he’d been raised after presenting. When a particularly strong emotion hit, sometimes a pseudo heat would flood the poor Omega. Unlike during his actual heat though, Yeosang was able to be verbal in the things he wanted or was thinking.

“Mm… protective Alpha. Good Mate. Good Hongjoong.” Yeosang felt warmth soaking into his pants and squirmed uncomfortably. He reached out for Hongjoong through his Mating bond. “Wanna… Wanna show him how happy I am.”

“He’ll come, Precious.” Seonghwa held up the ribbon. “Should we tie you like a present? Would you like that?”

Yeosang’s cheeks flushed. He looked at the pretty ribbon. The color was so beautiful. His heart thud in his chest and he nodded his head. Wooyoung groaned with want. Getting to tie Yeosang was one of his favorite things. Most of the time he only tied pretty ribbons to one wrist or ankle, not restraining him in any way. But this time, Yeosang seemed willing for more. Wooyoung looked up at Seonghwa with large, pleading eyes. “Can I? Please?”

Seonghwa chuckled and pulled Wooyoung close with a hand on his cheek. He kissed him once then directed him toward the other Omega. “Ask Yeosang, Pup.”

“Yeosangie, please?” Wooyoung knew it was a big deal for Yeosang to allow it at all. Being willingly bound in front of someone showed an incredible amount of trust. They also knew how much Hongjoong enjoyed being shown that level of trust.