“Little Omega,” Luther whispers.
My attention snaps to his face. I don’t expect the sadness reflected there. The pinched brows and glassy eyes.
Pierce doesn’t speak, simply continuing to feed me. Ensuring to blow on each ravioli before offering it to me. “That’s a good girl. Let us take care of you.”
When the bowl is empty, Pierce gently picks me up, wrapping me in his arms and walks us to the couch.
He takes a seat, keeping me in his lap. Luther follows shortly after, falling into the spot next to us. His hand finds my knee, offering it gentle circles through the borrowed sweatpants I wear.
“You’re going into your heat?” Luther breaks the silence.
I stiffen at the question. “I shouldn’t be, but yes. I think I am.” All signs pointed to it, and I wasn’t aware of pregnancy causing the perfuming or the liquid heat that had rolled through me before.
Except how could I be going into heat if I’m already pregnant?
That would be a question I would have to wait to find out the answer to.
Pierce fans my stomach with his hands, offering warmth and support. “Soon?”
I check in with myself. With the desire that courses through me. With the heat that pulsates deep in my gut. With thepainthat is a dull thread in the background.
“A day or two. But the snow will be gone by then?”
“It won’t be safe to leave until it all melts. And it will need to warm up to do that.” Luther leaves trails of pleasure as he strokes further up to my thighs. “I can take care of you again. But if you wish to be alone, we will not push you.”
My mind swirls.
“Yes,” I whisper.
I want more than anything to fall into these alphas’ safety.
“I can help you too, Xenia.” Pierce nips at my ear.
“Please,” I murmur relaxing further back into his lap.
These alphas have, in such a short time, made me feel safer than I have ever felt in my entire life.
Luther hums his approval, reaching behind us he grabs a plush blanket and wraps it over me before turning the TV on and putting a couch pillow on his lap.
“Lay down. Relax, Nia.”
The nickname sparks heat between my thighs, but I ignore it and instead follow his instructions until my head is in Luther’s lap and I am sprawled across both alphas. Wrapped in their scent. Their warmth. Their strength.
Both of the men use their hands to rub circles across my sensitive skin. Luther trailing sparks up and down my arms, while Pierce applies soothing pressure to my legs.
It is everything I have ever wanted. And I feel as if a piece of myself, deep inside, begins to mend.
Safety.
Unlike the places I bounced around while growing up.
Comfort.
I was the orphan that nobody wanted. And when my designation presented as omega, I was thrown into a facility until Tony came around.
Home.
Even with Tony it never felt like my space. I was living inhisapartment. It was so small I didn’t even have a nest, just a bare boned closet. But it had been enough.
