Then we’re off to the heat suite, and I’m practically vibrating.
Soon, Alora will be mine.
Chapter Twelve
FINNEGAN
As soon as the door swings shut behind Jordan, I push Alora up against it and cage her in with my body. “I need to ask one more time. Are you sure you’re ready to wear my mark, little omega? I’m barely holding back my alpha from taking you right here and now—burying my cock and teeth inside you.”
“Well, that’s hotter than it should be,” Jordan retorts.
My mouth turns up at the corner, but my eyes stay locked on Alora as I await her response.
“I want nothing more than for you to bury your cock and your teeth in me, alpha,” she practically purrs. “Preferably before I slip back into the heat haze.”
I grin and lean down to kiss her before I throw her over my shoulder and carry her toward what I hope is the nest.
I kick the door open and smile when I see I was right. We should all probably check out the suite to make sure there’s nothing we need before we start fucking, but right now, all I can think about is making Alora mine.
But I also know better than to just toss an omega into an unfamiliar nest, so I set her on her feet lightly.
The nest room doesn’t hold any furniture, just a ring of open flooring and steps down into the nest. Right now, the area around the nest is heaped with boxes and bags of nesting materials, and the nest itself is nothing more than a bare circular mattress with a waterproof pad with a fitted sheet over top of it.
Alora’s eyes flash around the room before she turns back to me. “Clothes off.”
I don’t hesitate, ripping my shirt off and handing it to her as two others fly toward her. She lifts them to her nose and takes a big whiff of our combined scents.
My bourbon and bonfire scent pairs well with Wells’s apples and maple bourbon and Jordan’s lighter smoky eucalyptus and lavender scents. Add our omega’s fall leaves scent on top of it, and it’s the best thing I’ve ever smelled.
“The rest too.” Alora snaps her fingers, pointing at my pants as the others toss theirs into the nest.
I pull off the rest of my clothes and hand them to my omega, smiling as she clambers down into the nest. She grabs a box and a bag, digging through them and finding the blankets, materials, and pillows she wants, while discarding those she doesn’t.
“We should check out the suite quickly while she builds the nest.” While I can hear Jordan’s words, I can’t quite grasp onto their meaning as Alora undresses, tossing her robe into the pile of nesting materials. “Finn?”
A hand lands on my shoulder, and I finally rip my gaze away from Alora to turn to Wells and Jordan—both of whom are smirking at me.
“Oh, shut up. I bet you were just as bad before you bonded.” I brush past them and back into the central area. Westalk through the suite, finding everything Beth said it would have.
My favorite part is that each bedroom has an attached bathroom of its own, as does the nest. It means we can all get cleaned up as needed.
It may seem a little strange to be walking around naked with two other men, but it’s just part of being in a pack. I might as well get used to it now because if I have my way, I’ll be seeing a lot of both of their cocks since I plan to fuck my little omega as often as she’ll let me.
“Alpha!” Alora’s whine has the three of us rushing back to the nest, stopping just outside the door as we take in the nest she’s made.
“Oh, little omega, you’ve made an impressive nest,” I tell her, wanting nothing more than to rush over to her, but I know better. We don’t enter an omega’s nest without their explicit permission once they’ve claimed it.
Alora rolls her eyes as she leans back against a pile of pillows, her hand snaking between her legs and rubbing her clit. “It’s not as good as the one at home, but it’ll do in a pinch. Now, if I’m not mistaken, you have a bite to give me, and you certainly can’t do that while standing out there.”
“Are you inviting me into your nest?”
She bares her teeth even as her back arches. “Stop being an idiot and get your ass in here. I have a great need for a knot and a bite.”
“I mean, if Finn isn’t feeling up to it, I’m happy to give you what you need,” Wells says with a cocky ass grin as he saunters into the nest.
That gets my legs moving as I rush past him, and I’m a little ashamed to admit that I knock him over in my haste. Or maybe that’s because I shoulder-checked him.
Either way, it means I reach Alora first.
