“Give her what she needs, Alpha,” Kai says behind me, and I glance at him over my shoulder. The cloth is now wrapped in the beta’s fist as he grips the shaft of his cock, stroking himself. Very, very slowly.
My body flushes with heat, unsure why I find that so hot, but I shiver, turning back to Benson and smiling.
“Better take these off,” I mutter, lifting one leg off his lap and kneeling beside him. “Oops,” I wince, seeing the mess my slick made on the front of his pajama pants.
“No, oops, I’d wear your slick on my body every day if I could, Sweet Plum,” he teases as he very quickly yanks his pants off and tosses them at Kai.
“Benson,” I scold, then giggle when Kai grabs his boxers off the floor and tosses them right back at Benson. They both smirk at each other, while I shake my head. “Are you two done flirting now?”
“Flirting?” They both say, gasping in outrage at the same time, eyes wide as they look at me. The fact that Kai is stillgripping his hard dick, and Benson’s is within reach, makes their reactions that much funnier.
“Just kidding.” I sigh. I like the way they mess with each other. They’re both funny on their own, but together they are rather hilarious.
However, a restless feeling has started setting in again, and I don’t know what to do about it. It’s difficult to climb into an alpha’s lap and ride his dick when he keeps making you laugh.
I flop backward on the bed, arms spread out as I stare at the ceiling. My knees are bent, and I have to squeeze my thighs together to fight off the needy feeling that’s starting to make the ache more intense. I hear the bedroom door open, but don’t lift my head. I know it’s Nick.
Even if I couldn’t scent him the moment he steps inside, the other two men would have freaked out by now if it were someone else.
“Is that the cloth I used to?—”
“Yes, it is,” Kai says before Nick can finish his question.
“Alright then,” he huffs. I hear his footsteps as he approaches the edge of the bed. “What’s wrong?” How does he know anything is wrong? He comes into view, and I tilt my head just enough to meet his eyes.
“Me,” Benson answers for me, but I frown, lifting up onto my elbow to look over at him.
“No.” I shake my head. “No, it’s not you… I don’t know what it is.” Glancing from Benson to Nick.
Tears fill my eyes, and I shake my head again.
“She needs her nest,” Kai says quietly, and it’s like his words trigger something in me, and I nod frantically.
“My nest!” I gasp, because duh. I didn’t even realize it was the missing piece until Kai said the words, and now that he has, it’s all I can think about.
“I’ll take her,” Kai says, and I shake my head.
“No.” I roll off the bed, hustle into Nick’s large walk-in closet, and drop to my knees so I can grab a duffel bag I stashed in the back. “I brought it with me.” Maybe some part of me knew I would need it. Or hoped I would, considering the events leading up to me packing my bags for a two-week stay. It wasn’t a conscious thought, really. I just shoved the small collection of blankets and other things into a bag, which is how I packed all of my stuff that night.
“You brought your nest with you?” Benson asks from the doorway of the closet, and I look over my shoulder at him as I start pulling everything out of the bag.
“Yes,” I murmur, shifting under the intensity of his stare. “Instinct.” I shrug. “Grab your pajama pants. Kai’s too,” I demand, and his eyebrows shoot up, but he nods sharply before moving out of the doorway. Nick takes his place, and I point at the bottoms that are slung low on his hips. “Mine. Gimme.”
“Yes, Ma’am.” He smirks, pushing the fabric off his hips, and it deeply pleases me that he’s naked again. Instead of tossing them like I expect, he steps into the closet and hands them to me like a gentleman.
“Tell Kai I want the um…” I pull my bottom lip between my teeth and look away from the alpha as I add his pants to my pile.
“The cloth I used to?—”
“Yes, please.” I cut him off before he can say anything more, making him chuckle.
“Anything you want, Plum.”
Once I have all my requested items, I use them along with all the things I’ve collected over the years and form a small but respectable nest at the back of Nick’s closet of soft fabrics and treasured pieces of my men. All three men have given me my space while I worked, and I’m especially grateful for that as I pull the last item from the duffle bag.
Before I added it to my nest, the t-shirt had been worn a lot. I stole it from Kai the night we lost our virginity to each other. We were eighteen and stupid in love. It’s been a part of my nest since then. He’d already owned it for years by then, leaving the cotton worn and saturated in his pheromones.
I press it to my face and breathe in. I thought it still held a hint of his scent, even after all these years, but as I inhale, the only scent on it now is mine.
