“Yours.” I tangle my fingers into his hair, scraping my nails lightly against his scalp like I know he likes.
He sighs happily, and I know it won't be long before he’s sleeping.
I lay there under the glow of the battery-operated string lights, the only source of light in the room.
I can hear the guys talking, moving around the front of the cabin.
After a little while, Aiden appears in the doorway.
“He okay?” he whispers.
“Yeah.” I smile. “He’s sleeping. How about you?”
He’s wrapped up in a blanket, hiding his naked body. Shame. It’s a nice body. “We’re okay. Feel a little useless, though.” He looks at Emmett with concern. “What if we don’t have a place in his heat? He’s so used to doing it on his own... what if he doesn’t want us?”
“He will,” I reassure you. “This is new to everyone. There’s going to be a learning curve, but we got this.”
“I just want to take care of him, you know?”
“And I love that you do.” I smile. “He will need it. Trust me. And unlike him with my heat, I don’t have to do it alone.”
Aiden leaves us be, heading back to the living room part of the cabin. I end up drifting off to sleep, too, but I’m awakened when I feel Emmett move next to me.
“What's wrong?” I ask, voice sleepy.
He looks at me, lower lip wobbling. “They left. Where are they?”
“Who?” I sit up.
“Aiden and Sloane. Why aren’t they in the nest? I need them. Why did they leave?”
“We didn’t leave,” Sloane says from the doorway. “We’re right here.”
Emmett’s whole body relaxes, letting out a breath of relief. Emmett holds his hand out for Sloane, and Sloane takes it without question. Emmett pulls him down into the nest, and Sloane lands with a grunt, back hitting the pillows. Emmett is on him in a second, crawling on top of him, draping his still clothed body over Sloane’s naked one.
He sighs happily, burying his face into the crook of Sloane’s neck.
Rolling my lips together, I try not to giggle at the look on Sloane’s face. “Talk about whiplash,” he whispers, wrapping his arms around Emmett.
“Welcome to the life of an Omega,” I laugh.
“Can I join?” Aiden asks, standing in the doorway.
Emmett pokes his head up, looking at his Alpha. “Nest, now,” he demands.
Aiden chuckles. “Yes, Omega,” he purrs.
“Yeah, bossy gets my dick hard.” Sloane groans as Emmett wiggles against him, trying to get comfortable.
Aiden climbs into the nest. Emmett makes a sound of frustration.
“What's wrong?” Sloane asks him.
“I can’t feel you,” he grumbles.
“How about we get those clothes off you?” I suggest.
Emmett sits up and pulls his shirt off, then cuddles back into Sloane.
