It sends me fully over the edge, my knot swelling as my thrusts shallow out and the back of my head hits the glass hard as I fall apart, filling her up completely.
Her nails dig into my skin as she follows me over the edge, her pussy gripping me tightly.
We’re both panting, a sticky mess between us where we’re connected. She rests her head gently on my shoulder, tucking her arms in between our bodies. I hold her close to my chest, wondering how long we’ll be on the floor of this bathroom together.
She’s sweet as she nuzzles next to me, no longer the Omega who was dragging her nails down my skin or holding my head where she wanted me. I like the juxtaposition of sweet and sassy.
I try to remember everything I learned in school about Omega care, and rub my cheek against the top of her head, scent marking her, while I rub her back soothingly.
“Is that good?” I ask, knowing she very well may not answer me.
“Yes,” she rasps out and I smile, squeezing her close to me.
She shivers and I get it, my ass is just as cold.
“Jonah!” I shout his name, and almost immediately the door is swinging open.
He looks at us for a long moment. I can see the jealousy in his eyes. This is everything Jonah has wanted, while me and Cole have been fine with the way life is. I hate to admit that the asshole might not have been too far off with what the pack needs, but I’m not going to admit it just yet.
Right now, it’s all about getting Shiloh through her heat and then figuring shit out.
“Can you get us some blankets? She’s cold,” I say, knowing if I tell him I’m cold, he won’t give a shit.
“Of course,” he says, sending a longing look to Shiloh, though she doesn’t see it with the way she’s pressed against my chest.
He or Cole should have been the one in here comforting her. But I had a feeling I was the reason she was upset and I wanted to make things right. She was already losing lucidity and I needed her to know there was no resentment on my end.
“I can’t imagine how scary this is for you. It’s scary for me too,” I tell her, placing a kiss against her head without thinking. “We’re going to be good to you, I promise.”
She rubs her cheek against my chest as Jonah comes back into the bathroom with a ridiculous amount of blankets and starts placing them over Shiloh, acting like I’m invisible.
“Let me know if you need anything else, Shiloh,” he says, with one last longing look before leaving the bathroom.
“Jealous fucker,” I whisper under my breath and then I yelp as Shiloh pinches my nipple. I glance down at her in shock, and she just gives me a smile before resting her head back on my chest.
As I hold her on the bathroom floor, I wonder if it would be the worst thing if I let a woman—an Omega—in. Could Shiloh be the thing that not only fixes, but makes our pack whole?
I shake away the thought.
I haven’t hoped for something in a long time and I’m not going to start now.
Chapter 9
Cole
“Oh, stop pouting,”I say to Jonah, who’s lounging on the low nest bed with his arms crossed.
“I’m not pouting,” he snaps back, shaking his head. “You would be pouting too if you were the only one who hadn’t gotten to touch her.”
“So, which is it? You’re pouting or you’re not? You know you’ll have time with her. Be patient.”
He rolls his eyes. “Mack? Really? Of course she chose the pretty one first.”
“Well, she actually chose me first. But that’s besides the point. They’re going to be in there for a while and I need to check my phone to see if I’m being fined or god-fucking-forbid arrested.”
“Get her bathroom stuff when you’re down there. She might not like the stuff they have here,” he says, ignoring my career crisis.
I’ll give him credit. Out of all of us, he’s probably the most equipped to handle this heat, but it’s been a long ass day.
