Page 51 of Enticing Little Omega
Terrifying.
What the fuck was happening?
I was just trying to breathe when the door opened and Annerly stepped inside.
His eyes locked on me instantly, scanning the flush on my cheeks, the bare legs tangled in blankets, the way my fingers gripped the edge of his shirt like it was a lifeline.
“Oh, baby,” he said gently, crouching by the edge of the nest. “You’re feeling it, aren’t you?”
I stared at him, my throat dry. “I don’t know what’s wrong with me.”
He reached out, brushing hair back from my damp forehead. “There’s nothing wrong with you, Christa. It’s your heat.”
I stiffened. Every muscle in my body locked down and my breath caught in my chest.
“No,” I whispered. “No, it can’t be. I’m on suppressants. I’ve been on them for years. This isn’t—I can’t—”
“It’s okay,” Annerly said, his voice like velvet. Calm, warm. Reassuring. “It’s called a breakthrough heat. It happens when your body pushes past the meds. And it’s not your fault. Christa, look at me.”
I tried, but my vision was blurring. Shame burned hotter than the fire in my gut. “I didn’t mean to… I didn’t know. I’m sorry. I should go. I should get out of here before I make things worse.”
“Hey.” Annerly moved fast, sliding into the nest beside me, pulling me gently into his lap. His arms were solid around me, anchoring me while my body tried to come apart. “You’re not going anywhere. You hear me? This is your home. Your nest. And your pack is right here, ready to help you through this. More than that, princess, we're excited to spend itwithyou.”
Tears welled in my eyes. “But I’m a mess. I’m not ready. I’ve never had one before.”
“Shhh, sweetheart.” He rocked me slowly. “There's nothing to be scared of. We know how important this is and that it’s your first. We’re honoured that you’re sharing it with us.”
I blinked at him, stunned, his words finally penetrating. “Honoured?”
Annerly smiled, his hand stroking down my spine. “Of course. You think we don’t understand what this means? An Omega’s first heat is sacred. You’re letting us be here for something intimate and powerful. That means everything, Christa.”
I swallowed hard, the knot in my chest loosening just a little. I didn’t know if I deserved that kind of reverence. But Annerly believed it, and I believed in him.
He pulled back just enough to look me in the eyes. “We’ll go slow. You’ll tell us what you need. Nothing happens without your consent, ever. Okay?”
I nodded, my throat tight. “Okay.”
“And right now?” he asked, his nose brushing mine. “What do you need, princess?”
I didn’t know how to say it. Didn’t know how to admit that I needed touch. Skin. Warmth. Them.
So I just whispered, “Touch me. Please.”
And he did.
He curled up behind me in the nest, one strong arm wrapped around my waist, his scent flooding the space. I felt his hand wrap around my waist, under my shirt, gently rubbing at a stomach that was starting to cramp more and more with each passing minute.
“The others are coming,” he murmured against my hair.
My heart beat faster. Not with fear. With want. A need so fierce a whine built in my chest.
And this time, I didn’t fight it.
When the door opened and three large, impossibly aroused Alphas fell into my nest. I couldn't do anything but giggle at the sight they made.
William was clutching arms full of clothes, and the twins each had another bundle of blankets that smelled like...
"Mine!" I growled as I jumped from the nest, grabbing the wonderful gifts they'd brought me.
