A Pack for Autumn (Cozyverse, #1)

by Emilia Emerson

Now, read your fortune. They’re always a bit unique.” Olive pursed her lips but did what she was told, cracking open the cookie. “Never give up on your dreams. Unless they’re unrealistic. Then yeah, give up on those.” She scrunched her nose adorably. I broke apart my cookie and flattened the fortune. “Mine just says, ‘For rectal use only.’” Olive had just taken a sip of her drink and spat it all over the table. “It does not.” I held up the paper slip as she wiped down the table. “Oh my god, it does.” “So, you know, a little preview of what’s to come.” I gave her a wink. Without missing a beat, she asked, “Oh, you’re into pegging?” Now it was my turn to choke on my drink. “No, nope, absolutely not.” Olive just smiled. Cheeky omega.

Ohmygosh, the conversation just kept getting funnier 🤣

“Because I see you, Olive. I’ve known you were meant to be mine since the moment I first spotted you.” He twisted a piece of my hair around his fingers. “And I’ve been watching you.” “Watching me?” I asked, sounding breathless. “Just when you would come into town, not like setting up cameras inside your home. Because that would be inappropriate.” He nodded a little too aggressively, as if he was proud of himself for knowing that would be wrong. “I was just… observing you, sunshine.” “Observing,” I said slowly, running my hands down his chest. “Is that what we’re calling stalking these days?”

😆

Easton might have an obsession with staying inside me. I woke with the sunrise like I always did, and Easton’s knot was still locked inside me.

😳

“Where are you going?” His voice was muffled in my hair. “You are not knotting me for like the fifth time.” I laughed. “Go back to sleep. I’m going for a quick swim and then to do my daily lighthouse checks. I’ll be back in a minute.” His hold didn’t loosen. “Eastonnnn.” “Oliveeeeee.” I laughed as I pushed off of him. “I’ll be right back.” Easton sat up, his curls sticking up every which way and his eyes bleary. “Did you say swim?”

😆🥰

I wrapped my arms around him. “Come on, grumpy alpha. You’ll love it. Nothing like a sunrise dip.” “I only want sunrise dip if I can eat it with chips.”

🤣

I stripped off my clothes and heard Easton’s sharp inhale. “Sunrise swimming is naked? You should have led with that.” In an instant, Easton’s clothes were off and he’d picked me up bridal style.

😆

I just fell back in the water on my back, the waves cooling my overheated skin. “I guess no one wants a blow job!” I called out. “Wait, what?” Easton took a few clumsy steps into the water, swearing copiously as a wave snuck up on him and drenched his side. “First alpha to come here gets a blow job.” I’d never seen anyone move faster. Lars, Finn, and Easton ran into the waves. Lars shoved Finn, who fell back and started shouting about a red card, and Easton seemed to fall over his own feet and crash into the water. Tears streamed down my face from laughter, and then Lars’s strong arms were around me, picking me up.

🤣

“Keep shopping, sweetheart. You’ve got lots of shelves to fill.” The cottage had large built-in bookcases on either side of the fireplace that were now sitting empty, and I couldn’t wait to see them full of all the books I’d buy her. “I can’t get that many books,” she mumbled. “Challenge accepted,” I said with another kiss.

Shut up. I NEED one of these guys! 😭😆😍

Easton’s hand ran up and down my side as I read my new book to him. I was sitting between his legs, curled up against his bare chest and breathing in his rich chocolate scent.

❤️

The deep pit of despair I was so familiar with was still there, and I was still in it, but I hadn’t entirely vanished into the darkness like usual. My guys wouldn’t let me. And somehow, they weren’t upset when I lashed out or pushed them away. In fact, they just smiled, gave me a kiss, and forced more cuddles. I couldn’t quite wrap my head around it all. All weekend, they’d made sure one of them was always in my nest with me. I told them it was unnecessary, that they probably had better things to do, and was promptly ignored. I could just imagine Finn creating some sort of rotation schedule. Today was Sunday, so the guys weren’t working, but Lars and Finn had left the house mid-morning and told me to stay in my nest with Easton. Of course, that made me want to defy them and see what was responsible for the loud noises I kept hearing in the rest of the house. But Easton was an unwavering jailer, trapping me with cuddles and giving me smug little smirks. Asshole. Sorta. Not really. When my guys were in my nest, they’d all demanded I read my Mafia romance out loud to them and were getting very invested.

Awwwwwwwwwww!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ❤️‍🔥💗

My alpha just smiled and brushed his hand over the French braids that were still in my hair. He’d ended up braiding his own hair to match, and somehow it totally fit his whole fierce Viking vibe.

Aww, haha

“Easton, fuck my tits.” “What? I—” Easton’s eyes were wide as he fumbled to sit up. I kept my fingers inside her as he moved to straddle her stomach. Olive pressed her tits together, big and round and soft and everything. Easton shifted forward, his cock brushing against her skin. And then he came all over her chest. All of us froze, staring at a horrified Easton. “Huh,” Olive said, running her finger through the cum. “Not quite what I was expecting.” “That doesn’t count,” he blurted out as Lars and I fell back on the mattress, laughing loudly. “You took me off guard! You can’t just say something like fuck my tits and think I can hold myself back!”

…. 😳🤣🤣🤣🤣

“We come bearing treats,” Lars said. “And they had pumpkin spice marshmallows. Did you know that existed?” Finn rolled his eyes, but his lips twitched. “We had to get more after Lars ate the entire bowl before we’d even finished paying.”

I needed to mark, bite, do whatever I could to ensure everyone else in the world knew all of them belonged to me. “You’re mine,” I said, struggling against Finn’s hold. He released me and I jumped at Easton. He caught me easily, one hand supporting my ass and the other gripping the back of my neck. “Yours,” he said. “Only yours.” I dug my hands into his back, wishing my nails were strong enough to tear through his shirt and mark his skin. “That’s a good girl, claiming your alpha. Showing everyone I belong to you.”

“I know what it’s like to feel like you’re dragging people down. I hid what was going on at home from Lars and Finn for so long because I didn’t want to burden them. But eventually, it all came out, and it turned out they weren’t burdened by my suffering—they were strong enough to lift it off me. Their families became my family, and suddenly, a dozen people were shouldering my pain. Let us be that for you, baby. Let us help you carry it, because even if you can’t see it, you bring sunshine into our lives every moment of every day.”

🥹

We sat in perfect silence, the emotions through the bond expressing more than we could put into words. Lars played with my hair, Finn fussed with the blanket, making sure I was warm, and Easton curled up against my side.

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