I look back as I get to the landing, swept away by the sight of Timber so messed up. It’s not just the haze of rut or the redness of his cheeks or even the huge bulge of his cock. His scent is pounding out around us, reaching for me, telling me that my alpha is here and he’s ready to mate.
I’d used the dildo so much that, if it had been anyone else, I could take their cock with no prep. But after seeing Timber stroke himself in the kitchen, I don’t want to take him all at once.It can be a team effort where we widen my pussy together so Timber has a smooth entry. And there’s nothing I like more than being slammed in one go.
Sucking in a quick breath, I bask in the delicious heat that winds through me, and my slick has my alphas growling already. Compared to the sheer pain that I experienced before they arrived, this is bliss.
But what do they expect me to do? They are following me to my nest—how can I not slick?
“You call him baby?” I ask over my shoulder as Kane fights for his life on the stairs. Like, casual conversation is totally going to distract us.
“Yeah, I like that my mates have cute nicknames.”
“And he just lets you call him that!?”
“What do you say, baby? You like it, don’t you?”
“Fuck you!” Timber snarls. “Ollie, get back here,” he orders as he drags Kane further up the stairs.
“See? Helovesit!” Kane beams as my omega side is demanding I go back and help my alpha with his amazingly hard cock.
“Uh-huh,” I reply dryly as I force myself to walk out onto the landing instead of following my instincts. “And how long has that been going on for?”
“Long enough that it’s kind of our thing.”
I give him a look because if I ever had to come up with a nickname for Timber, it wouldn’t be ‘baby.’
When I stop between our bedroom doors, Kane pauses far enough away that Timber can’t reach me. He seems to have calmed down, which is kind of disappointing, but probably for the best. All he’s doing is staring at me while wheezing and tensing against the bright red scarves. What’s even hotter is the way his wrists are bound up. If that’s Kane’s handiwork, we could have so much fun.
I’ve been so focused on Timber’s tiddies and his ass that I’d never thought about tying him up. As Kane tugs on the scarf and Timber grunts, lust filling his eyes, a new hunger wakes up inside me. I would absolutely not say no to pinning Timber down and watching him slowly submit.
I look at my bedroom door, biting my lip. I’ve been dreaming about having my alphas in my nest since I first scented them both, but I can feel it isn’t right. Not yet.
“You don’t have to invite us if you don’t want to,” Kane says softly.
“I never said I would in the first place,” I reply instantly. I want to be on good terms with them both before they can see it, and I’m still mildly pissed off with Kane while being broken up over Timber.
Even though it feels like letting them in would help so much with these wounds, if any of us go too far in my nest, I don’t know how I’ll take it. My nest is my safe space, my place of comfort. Even when I don’t feel drawn to any designation, my nest is the one part of being an omega that I won’t give up.
If any of us hurt each other in my nest, it would taint it.
A silent agreement runs between all three of us. Despite what we’ve all done to each other, I’m in preheat, Timber’s in rut, and we know we’re going to fuck.
We’ve pushed ourselves so hard as we resisted this thing, and we’ve gutted ourselves to lay our hurts out for each other. I don’t want Timber to regret this, but I’m the one he’s calling for.
Kane can see the fight in me as I look between the two doors, because he leans down to kiss me again. His lavender feeds into me; my body softens and flutters.
“Go prepare your nest for us, sweetness. We’ll come when you’re ready.”
“I won’t be too long,” I say, though they aren’t coming in until I know we’re settled. I just need to make sure my omega side is happy before I let loose.
“Take all the time in the world. Remember those plans we talked about? They include Timber, too. So we’re not going anywhere soon.” Kane chuckles as he tugs on the scarves, pulling another snarl from Timber as he drags him through the bedroom door, and kicks it closed behind them.
All I hear is a yell and a loud thump, and I decide to leave them to it.
Because I have a nest to prepare.
Kane
Asnarl tears from Timber, but I don’t give a shit anymore. Ollie is right next door in her nest, and we can’t go in without her permission. The look of distrust that crossed her face for a brief second when she thought about inviting us in before she went back to a horny smile is enough to pierce my heart.
