“Well, my Omega was just edged for like an hour.”
He climbed up my body and onto the bed, the fabric of his pants rough on my skin. “Believe me, I understand. I need to clean myself up.”
I couldn’t see the front of his pants. “Did you…”
“Fill my pants with cum instead of your pussy? Unfortunately.”
We were both smiling like fools, and I pulled him down to kiss me. I still hadn’t had a knot, and the orgasm wouldn’t hold anything back for long.
“Holy shit.” Liam came through the door, arms full of blankets and pillows. “This smells— I want to drown in it.”
I giggled. “Jack just did.”
“And I’ll do it again.” His lips brushed my ear, and he kept whispering as both Dylan and Tyler came in with more nesting supplies. “Make your nest. I’ll be right back.”
As soon as he pulled back, a blanket spread over me and brand new weight. Apples and cinnamon told me it was Tyler. “How do you want your nest, baby?”
I fought my way out from under the fabric, hair going wild, and I didn’t even care. My smile was permanent because this wasfun. It wasn’t hardcore and serious.
It was and it wasn’t. There wasn’t any pressure for me to be the perfect Eva. Just me. And if someone asked me how I knew, I wouldn’t be able to tell them.
Tyler ran his fingers through my hair, and I noticed that he no longer had a shirt on. My mouth went dry, distracted.
“Eva?”
“Yeah?”
He laughed and handed me a pillow. “Nest, baby.”
“Right. Nest. Not abs.”
They all laughed, and I turned away, allowing my Omega to take over. No conscious movements. Only where my Omega wanted things to go. A big pile of pillows toward the head of the bed where we could lay on them. But…
I made a face.
“What’s wrong?” Dylan stood at the edge of the bed, entirely naked. All the thoughts went out of my head. He was almost as big as Tyler physically. Tall and broad, tattoos flowing down his ribs to a cock that was thick and painfully straight. I wanted to taste maple syrup.
It waspierced. Bars ran along the top of his shaft. I’d never fucked anyone with a piercing. And now it was a new life goal I could check off immediately.
“Nothing’s wrong.”
Stepping in, he grinned before he took my face in his hands. “Fuck, you’re perfect.”
“I’m not.”
“You are. But the nest isn’t. So tell me what’s wrong with it?”
I wilted a little, feeling silly. “All the pillows are going to fall off. You know… while you’re fucking me.”
One hand slowly drew through my hair. “We’re all looking forward to that bit. How do we fix it?”
I let my Omega rise. “I need fitted sheets.”
“Done,” Tyler said, leaving the room.
As soon as he disappeared I was tossing pillows on the floor to make room. I didn’t know for sure if it would work, but I would try. And if it didn’t, I was leaving it alone and presenting for these Alphas. The length of my fuse was growing dangerously short.
“Here.” Tyler handed me a sheet. “Can we help?”
