Pablo's POV
The truck climbed the long hill road slowly. My hands gripped the steering wheel tight. Every breath I took was filled with Cordelia's sweet scent. It was driving me crazy. My cock was so hard it hurt, pressing against my wet jeans. I could hear my brothers breathing heavy too. We had waited years for this. Years of empty nights, hoping, searching, fighting other packs just to stay busy. Now she was here, sitting right behind me, acting like she was the one in control.
I looked in the rearview mirror. Cordelia sat between Pedro and Nolan like a queen. Her dark hair was still damp from the rain and stuck to her neck. Her bold eyes stared straight ahead, but the corners of her mouth had a little smile. Like she knew exactly what she was doing to us.
When we finally reached the top, the big pack house came into view. It was a large wooden house with stone walls, surrounded by tall trees. Lights were already on inside. We had built this place strong and big enough for all five of us and the family we hoped to have one day.
I parked the truck and turned off the engine. For a moment, nobody moved.
"Welcome home," I said, my voice rough.
Cordelia looked out the window at the house. She raised one eyebrow. "Nice place. Looks expensive. You alphas must have worked hard to afford this… waiting for your poor little omega to show up."
Sergio opened his door and stepped out. "Not poor. Not little. And definitely not waiting anymore."
We all got out. Luca opened the back door and offered his hand to Cordelia. She looked at it for a second, then ignored it and climbed out by herself. Her wet dress rode up her thighs as she moved. I saw all of us staring at her smooth legs. She noticed and slowly pulled the dress back down, but not too fast. Teasing us on purpose.
Pedro growled low. "Inside. Now."
We walked her into the house. The living room was big, with dark leather couches, a stone fireplace, and thick rugs on the floor. Warm lights made everything look golden. Cordelia walked around slowly, touching the furniture with her fingers like she was checking if it was good enough for her.
"Not bad," she said. "I thought it would be some dirty bachelor cave. At least you know how to keep a place clean."
Nolan closed the front door behind us with a heavy click. The sound felt final. She was here. She was ours.
I stepped closer to her. "This is your home now too, Cordelia. Our mate. The center of this pack."
She turned to face me. Even though I was much taller and wider, she did not step back. Her chin stayed high. "Center? That sounds nice. But I'm not going to be locked up here like some breeding toy. I have my own life."
Luca laughed softly, but his eyes were dark with hunger. "You still don't understand, do you? The bond is already pulling us. Your scent is all over this house now. Your body wants us. We can smell how wet you are."
Cordelia's cheeks got a little pink, but she smiled like it was nothing. "Maybe I'm wet because five big strong men are staring at me like starving wolves. Doesn't mean I'm going to drop to my knees and beg."
Sergio moved behind her. He was tall and broad, his chest almost touching her back. "You will beg," he said quietly near her ear. "Sooner or later. When your heat really starts, you'll be crying for our cocks, spreading those pretty legs wide open for all of us."
I watched her reaction. She shivered just a little, but tried to hide it by crossing her arms under her breasts again, pushing them up. The wet fabric showed her hard nipples clearly. My mouth watered. I wanted to rip that dress off and suck on them until she moaned.
"Let me show you the house," I said, trying to keep control. We needed to go slow. She was bold and proud. Pushing too hard too fast might make her fight us more.
We took her upstairs first. There were five big bedrooms, but one main master bedroom that was extra large with a huge bed made for more than two people. When she saw it, she stopped and stared.
"That bed is massive," she said. "You really planned for this, huh? Five alphas sharing one omega."
Pedro stood beside her. His hand brushed her lower back. "Yes. We built it for you. For nights when all of us need to be inside you. For when we knot you one after another. For when your heat makes you so empty you need every hole filled."
Cordelia turned her head and looked at him. Her eyes were bright and challenging. "You talk about knotting and breeding like it's already decided. What if I say no? What if I make you wait until I'm ready?"
Nolan stepped closer from the other side. "Then we'll discipline you, sweetheart. Good girls get pleasure. Bad girls get spanked until their ass is red and they're dripping down their thighs, begging for forgiveness."
I saw the way her breathing changed. Faster. Shallower. She was excited by the idea even if her mouth said different.
We continued the tour. Bathroom with big shower that could fit all of us. Kitchen full of food. Training room in the basement where we worked out and sometimes fought for fun. Cordelia asked questions the whole time. Sharp questions. She wanted to know who cooked, who cleaned, how they made money. She acted like she was interviewing us for a job.
After almost an hour, we went back to the living room. I lit the fireplace. The warm firelight danced on her skin.
"Sit," I told her, pointing to the big couch.
She sat slowly, crossing her legs. The dress rode up again. This time she did not pull it down.
Sergio brought her a glass of water. She took it and drank, watching us over the rim.
"So what now?" she asked. "You drag me here, show me the house, and then what? Take turns fucking me tonight?"
Luca sat on the coffee table right in front of her. His knees almost touched hers. "We could. Your scent says you want it. But we're not animals. Not completely. You need time to adjust. But don't lie to yourself, Cordelia. You feel the pull too."
She leaned forward a little. Her voice became low and teasing. "Maybe I do. Maybe my pussy is throbbing right now thinking about five thick alpha cocks stretching me open. But I'm not like other omegas. I won't cry and submit easily. If you want this," she pointed at her body, "you have to earn every single inch of it."
My control was slipping. I stood up and walked over. I put one hand under her chin and lifted her face so she had to look at me.
"You are narcissistic and proud," I said. "We like that. It will make breaking you in so much sweeter. But there are rules here. You obey your alphas. If you disobey, there will be punishment. Spankings. Edging. Making you watch while we stroke our cocks but not letting you touch."
Cordelia's eyes flashed with heat. She licked her lips slowly. "Punishment? Sounds like fun. Maybe I'll disobey on purpose then."
Pedro growled and sat on the couch beside her. His big hand landed on her bare thigh and slid upward, under the hem of her dress. "Keep talking like that and we won't wait for your heat. We'll start tonight. Strip you, lay you on that big bed, and take turns filling you with our cum."
She did not push his hand away. Instead she opened her legs just a tiny bit. "All talk," she whispered. "I see five hard cocks but no action yet."
The air in the room was burning hot now. All five of us were breathing hard. The scent of her arousal was stronger. Sweet and addictive.
I knelt down in front of her. My hands went to her knees and gently pushed them apart. Not forcing, but firm. "Tell us the truth, Cordelia. Have you ever taken an alpha's knot before?"
She looked down at me. Her cheeks were flushed. "No," she admitted. "I've had sex. But never a knot. Never five at once."
Nolan smiled darkly from the side. "Good. Then every first will be with us. Your first knot. Your first time being bred by a pack. Your first fivesome when we all take you together."
She breathed out a shaky laugh. "You're very sure of yourselves."
"Because we know what you are," I said. I slid my hands higher on her thighs. Her skin was so soft and warm. "You were made for us. Your body was made to take our knots, to carry our pups, to be loved and fucked and protected by this pack."
For the first time, her bold mask slipped a little. She looked almost vulnerable for a second. Then it was gone and the naughty smile returned.
"Then prove it," she said. "Start slow. Show me why I should let five alphas own me."
Sergio moved behind the couch and leaned down. He kissed the side of her neck softly. She shivered hard.
"We will go at a pace that's right," Sergio murmured against her skin. "But know this once we start claiming you, there is no going back. You will be ours completely."
We spent the next hour talking more. Getting to know her. She told us she liked expensive clothes, good food, and being respected. She hated being treated like a weak omega. She wanted to be cherished but also challenged.
We told her about our lives. How we fought together. How we built this pack from nothing. How empty the years felt without our mate.
The fire crackled. The tension never left, but we held back. Touches here and there. Hands on her thighs. Fingers brushing her arms. Kisses on her neck. Every touch made her scent stronger.
At one point, Luca pulled her onto his lap on the couch. She sat sideways, her ass pressing against his hard cock. She wiggled a little on purpose.
"Naughty omega," Luca said, his voice tight. His hand rested on her hip. "Keep doing that and I'll bend you over right here."
Cordelia turned and looked at him. Her lips were close to his. "Maybe that's what I want. Maybe I want all of you to lose control and show me how badly you need to breed me."
I watched them. My own cock was leaking pre-cum into my pants. The need to push her down, rip the dress off, and sink deep inside her was almost too strong.
But we waited. Medium pace. We wanted her to crave it. We wanted her to beg first.
Later, we gave her new dry clothes one of our big t-shirts that reached her mid-thighs. She changed in front of us without shame, letting us see her black lace panties and full breasts before pulling the shirt on. The sight made all of us groan.
She smiled, satisfied with the effect.
As the night grew late, we showed her to the master bedroom. The huge bed waited.
"You sleep here," I said. "With us. Tonight we only sleep. But soon…"
Cordelia climbed onto the bed and stretched out in the middle like she owned it. "Soon you'll all be fighting to be inside me. I can't wait to see which alpha begs the loudest."
We got in around her. Five big bodies surrounding one bold omega. Hands touched her gently. Legs tangled. The bond felt stronger already.
I lay on her right side, my hand on her stomach. "Sleep, Cordelia. Tomorrow the real lessons begin."
She closed her eyes, but her lips still had that proud smile.
This omega was going to test every limit we had. And we were going to love every second of disciplining her, knotting her, and breeding her until she was fully ours.