I come with a growl. Her pussy takes everything I give her.
Her grip stays tight. My chest rises fast against hers, every breath rough, muscles still twitching from how hard that hit.
I stay buried in her and lower her legs from my shoulders. The wind moves through the trees. Her scent is everywhere.
Rolling, I move us onto our sides so we can be more comfortable while my knot deflates.
She curls into me, her thigh thrown over mine, her forehead pressed into the top of my chest. Her breath slows, each exhale warming the space between us.My knot still holds us together, locked deep, but the urgency is gone.
I move us onto our sides so we can be more comfortable while my knot deflates.
Her fingers skim my chest.
The first shudder catches me off guard. Her breath hitches. A sob escapes her throat as the tears start.
I shift to cradle her more tightly, one hand cupping the back of her head. Her cheek presses into my collarbone.
“I’m sorry.” She swallows hard. “I don’t know why I’m crying.”
I run my hand along her spine. “You don’t need a reason. Let it out.”
“My body is so out of my control right now,” she breathes. “I wrecked it, pretending to be something I’m not. Now it won’t stop. What if that makes all of you leave? What if you all get tired of me being like this, always horny, needing your knots, never giving you a break?”
The fear in her voice is the only thing tonight that makes me want to break something.
I pull her closer. “Then none of us deserves you. But that’s not gonna happen.”
She shakes in my arms, her body curled tighter now, every inch of her trying to pull inward.
I don’t let her.
“Even if you’re aching like this for the rest of our lives, we still want you. You have been our only desire since we understood what that meant. And I mean desire in every way: life, sex, sickness, and everything in between.”
She exhales into my skin. Some part of her gives in. I feel the change. Her weight shifts fully into me. Her muscles let go. The tension bleeds out.
“I thought about all of you every time I woke up alone in my apartment.”Her fingers brush the stubble along my jaw. “Even when I tried not to.”
I press a kiss to the crown of her head. “You’ll never wake up that way again. Not if we have a say in it.”
Even if the rest of the world turns its back on her for being an Omega, she’ll still have four of us standing between her and the edge.
Chapter 19
The lights are low, just the string of warm bulbs stretching across the ceiling and the muted glow of the TV waiting on the home screen. There’s no noise.
That’s the point tonight.
I drag Jace’s air mattress from the hall closet and spread it out in front of the sofa, nudging the coffee table back with my foot to make space. It hisses as it fills, not fast but steady. While it inflates, I head to my room and gather an armful of blankets, heavy with warmth and my scent. The top layer smells like her, too, faint and clinging from the last time she curled up with it on the couch.
I layer the mattress with the thickest blanket first, then toss a few pillows across the top: some firm, some softer, all of them taken from my bed. Two more go at the corners in case she wantsto shift and stretch out. One gets tucked near the back where her hips will land, angled to brace her spine. She won’t say it, but I know she needs the support. Her body’s still finding its way back to baseline.
She won’t care if it’s perfect. What matters is that she can melt into it and let go.
Once the layout holds, I take the rest of the blankets and fold them neatly at the edge, a couple in arm’s reach, one draped over the back of the sofa. She’ll want options. She always does when her body’s run thin.
The whole room feels calm, and I am glad I can do this for her.
Frankie has been wound tight for days. HR still hasn’t called. It’s been nearly three weeks since her boss said they would. She can’t go back to the office until her fate is decided. Doug’s been coming over to edit with her, but it’s been tricky. Since her suppressants dropped out of her system, she’s been on a standard one that barely touches her symptoms.
