Page 34 of One Way Out
Lifting my head, I frown. “I don’t want to turn violent, but you’re going to have a fight on your hands if you try to take my blanket away.” I reach over and squeeze his forearm. “Sorry. The urge to burrow is strong. The room seems really open, and my instincts are unsettled.”
It’s also not helping that Valor has been blocking his thoughts and emotions in the bond. It’s hard to tell if that’s what has my stomach feeling so unsettled or if maybe it’s another wave of being sick from coming off the suppressants.
Leo and Omen kept me pretty distracted, but once the wave of heat settled down, I was able to pick up on Valor’s well-being and his emotions.
At least for a while.
I’m not sure why he suddenly walled himself off from the connection, and I almost want to ask Omen if he’s blocked too. Then again, if he’s not, that might actually hurt my feelings even more, so not knowing is probably the better call.
“You know, darling,” Omen says, nuzzling his cheek to the side of my head. “You are quite cute, even when you’re pouting. If you’d like to relocate to one of the lofts, all you need to do is to say the word.”
“We can snuggle you on both sides to see if that helps settle your impulses,” Leo says, smiling softly.
“Maybe in a few minutes. Now that the wave of heat has passed, I’ve got the start of a headache, and my stomach doesn’t feel great.” I snuggle closer to Omen’s cool skin and try not to let any additional complaints slip out.
“I can run out and grab food since Valor and Shaw aren’t back,” Leo offers, teasing his fingers into my hair. “I know you haven’t had much of an appetite, but that could be playing a part in why you’re feeling so run down.”
Omen nods, brushing his lips over my forehead. “You’re going to have a full-blown heat at some point, and you know you won’t want to stop getting railed just to eat.” I grunt, and his forearm tightens on my lower back. “You’ll never have to go through this again. I can promise you that. Suppressants might have a place in certain circumstances, but you’ll never take them again.”
“Agreed.” Leo reaches over and marks my cheek with his pheromones, likely in an attempt to help soothe my system. “You were on the medication for three years. It’s going to take a while for your system to get back to equilibrium, but once it does, you’re free.”
I nod, holding back from asking him to go check on Valor and Shaw. It’s not just the feeling crappy that has me out of whack. It’s also worrying if those two are getting along.
Oh, and what comes next.
I need to get Leo and Shaw to bite me as quickly as possible. I’m not risking them being left behind, trapped in here. I’m sure Shadow Security would come up with a plan to rescue them, but I can’t be without them for however long that would take.
* * *
“Yeah, well, I’m about to wash my hands and do exactly that,” Shaw says, laughing as he comes into the cell.
My head whips up, and I stretch around Leo to see what’s happening. One of his arms is full of bagged lunches and drinks, but he holds the door open with the other.
Valor follows him in, and they both appear to be in one piece.
A relievedwhooshleaves my lips.
Omen chuckles. “I think you underestimate how much they both want to continue fucking you for the next fifty or so years. It’s a solid motivator for them to get along and find some common ground.”
Shaw and I haven’t even taken that step yet, notreally, but God, I want to. His short blond hair falls over his forehead as he winks, and my heart races. He’s so sexy that it’s hard at times to comprehend he wants me.
Valor and Shaw drop the food on the table, pull off their masks, and head for the bathroom.
My head tilts.
They’re very chummy all of a sudden.
I don’t want to be overly suspicious, but I hope it’s a good sign.
Warm reassurance pulses in my chest, and I have no idea where it comes from. It takes a few seconds before it finally clicks.
I focus back on Omen and stretch up to kiss his cheek. “Thank you for grounding me. I didn’t even realize you were soothing me in the bond. Not until this very moment.”
His face breaks out in faux confusion.
“Me?” He scoffs. “Never. I enjoy chaos far too much for that.”
“Sure you do,” I whisper, giving him a quick kiss. My fingers brush his nipple piercings, and his shaft jumps under my bottom. I’m really going to have to remember to suck on those the next time I get the chance.
