Hazard crawls up between my legs and sees the mess Angel’s made on my chest and purrs happily.
Angel drops to his knees, still straddling me, and massages his cum into my breasts. I don’t have words. I just watch him, watch Hazard happily licking his fingers and lips, both satisfied. And feel another stir in my lower belly, a tugging.
I close my eyes for a moment, and when I open them, I bare my teeth.
“More.”
Hazard leans in, smiling. “That’s two.”
Casey
They are asleep onthe couch. It’s adorable. Neither of them had sex with me, but they kept me coming all day. I blush as I remember those moments and then frown when I feel myself get aroused again. I reach between my legs, moaning at the feel of my cool fingers on the overheated flesh.
I eye Angel and Hazard for a moment and then shake off the idea. Still, the unease settles deep, pushing me to a place I don’t recognise. I creep out and consider the hallway for a long moment, but something else pulls at me. I prowl through the kitchen; the cool night air does not even touch how hot I feel.
I open the linen cupboard and reach for the hidden handle. I open it, turn on the light, and slowly descend into my secret.
My den. My nest.
I inhale and frown at the cleanness of my nest, at the lack of scents that are mine. I prowl over to the bed and study it. Not right. It’s not right.
I pick up a blanket, twitch it aside, and sink into the compulsion to set up my nest exactly the way it should be.
Everything is folded just right; the scents are strong. The walls are closing in exactly the way I like it. I pace around, checking everything again, and then turn.
I pad up the stairs and out of the house, shifting into my wolf form.
I go to the first tree and scratch against it. Leaving deep grooves in the trunk full of my scent. The second one I rub on. I jog around the territory, making sure my scent is strong on everything, but slowly spiral my way back to where my nest is.
I creep into the cabin, pausing at the door to where the alphas lie sleeping. My scent has put them to sleep, giving them a moment to gather the energy they will need to become my mates.
With my teeth bared, I turn and pace slowly through my house, touching and making sure everything is sorted. I bolt the front and back doors and pull the shutters down on all the windows.
Until there’s no chance of someone getting in without us hearing it.
I pace around the house until something in me settles, then I descend into my nest.
It’s perfect, but it can always be a little more.
I prowl to my bed, ignoring the clench of arousal, the way my body suddenly seems alive.
My scent, which was sweet and intoxicating, suddenly gets sharp. A minute later, I hear my alphas wake and walk unerringly towards my nest.
I strip out of my clothes and kick them away, curling my toes on the thick, soft material I’ve layered on the cold ground.
The heat presses in on my mind. I fight it because I’m scared, but, in the end, it can’t be denied; I’m pulled under.
When I open my eyes, I’m an omega, and Casey is gone.
Riot
My eyes pop open,and I let out a growl that wakes Wrath and Khaos.
I’m already up and sliding out of the room, tracing that scent to the linen cupboard and the top of a set of stairs I didn’t even know about. She mutters below. The sound of her is the only sound I care about. I hunger for her, burn for her.
I let out a low growl, and she falls silent.
I count to ten, and she appears. Her hair is shiny, luscious; she’s naked but has a sheen of sweat on her. Her lips are pink and puffy, and her eyes look luminous.
