Ronan looked at the five protein bar wrappers he’d just thrown into the garbage. He still couldn’t believe Dale and Abe had done this to their nephew. If Teal hadn’t found him, Sorcha might have died. As it was, he was painfully ill.
As the night had worn on, Ronan had fucked him and fucked him. Knotted him. But it hadn’t been enough. Sorcha’s whimpering and moaning only increased as the hours passed.
During the last wave, they’d tried everything to satisfy him. Teal sucked him through two orgasms. And when Ronan’s knot expanded within Sorcha’s slick passage, Teal stuck a finger in as well. But even that level of fullness hadn’t eased his need.
Now it was early morning. Sorcha had mercifully drifted off, but Ronan knew once he woke up, he’d be in his delirium, and there would be important decisions to make.
Ronan stood next to the small desk as he drank a bottle of water, gazing down at the bed. Teal dozed next to Sorcha, the two omegas cuddling in their sleep. Sorcha’s little cock remainedhard as a pole, but exhaustion had claimed him, at least for the moment.
A ray of moonlight worked its way into the room through the boarded window, casting a line of silver across Teal’s brow. Ronan’s heart swelled with a rush of love and affection toward his husband—the revered omega who put himself in danger to champion the omega cause, the amazing daddy to three children, the selfless man who called his husband to help Sorcha.
And now Ronan had the beautiful young omega to care for as well. Sorcha had never been given the opportunity to thrive, had never known gentle caresses or felt the love of a supportive family. Yet even with all that against him, he still tried to do the right thing. He was still concerned about being a problem for Ronan and Teal.
But he wasn’t a problem. He was…theirs.
Ronan didn’t know what tomorrow would bring. Likely the exact complications they’d been trying to avoid for years. But there was no help for it.
Mine, Ronan thought to himself.My omegas.
He never thought he’d feel that way about an omega other than Teal. The realization was disconcerting, to say the least.
“It’s okay,” Teal whispered.
“You’re awake.” Ronan sat down on the edge of the bed. He ran a hand over Sorcha’s still-too-hot forehead.
Teal propped himself up on an elbow. “Of course I am. You woke me up with all your overthinking.”
Ronan looked away. “Sorry.”
After extracting himself from Sorcha, Teal leaned back against the headboard.
“My love, it’s okay. I realize you have lots of worries, and that one of the biggest is whether I’m truly okay with all this—”
“You know me so well, baby. I don’t want you to ever feel like this means you’re not enough for me.”
Teal shook his head. “Never. It’s like I told Sorcha. I want this too. If this is me sharing you with Sorcha, it’s just as much you sharing me with him. After this heat, assuming Sorcha feels the same way we do, I’ll belong to him just as much as I belong to you.”
Ronan nodded, watching as Teal rubbed his hand lovingly up and down Sorcha’s back. The universe had opened and let in more light. Ronan and Teal had kept each other safe for ten years. It had been wonderful, a decade of home and laughter and love. And now there would be more of it, because they’d have Sorcha too. Sorcha to help them feel safe and loved.
The three of them would be that for each other.
“Everything is different now,” Ronan stated solemnly.
“It is,” Teal agreed. “Everything is better.”
***
The sun had barely risenwhen Ronan awoke to the most powerful scent of blueberries and jasmine. His cock hardened instantly and the growling from deep in his belly echoed off the walls.
He was spooned around Sorcha, whose skin was so hot to the touch, alarm dampened Ronan’s lust. The little omega pleaded and wiggled, brushing his ass against Ronan and rubbing his cock furiously into the sheet in front of him. Sorcha’s steady stream of nonsensical whining signaled his delirium had arrived.
Ronan’s inner alpha thrummed, wanting to take over. He willed the beast down, knowing he needed to keep his head to take care of Sorcha properly.
“You need to get inside him,” Teal said frantically, awakened by the younger omega’s movements. Ronan watched as his husband reached down and stroked Sorcha’s leaking erection.
“Hand me a condom.”
Teal frowned.
