His thumb brushed against the seam of her lips, and Camelia kissed the pad of his thumb softly. She was full, so full of overwhelming emotion, and she knew that she should say that it was too soon, that they had barely known each other for three months, that two heat cycles together and a few weeks to get to know each other in between was nowhere near enough time to be making the kind of life-flipping declarations that they were stating like they were fact...
But she didn't. She swallowed, looking first at Evan, then at James. Such different men, with such different history and baggage. And it was so, so easy for the words to bubble to the surface.
"I love you too," she said quietly. A vague memory flashed through her mind, of their cocks inside her pussy and ass, fucking her soundly and melting her from the inside out, blurting out the words that she was saying now, as easily as she breathed. "I...I know what you mean. It feels like we were always meant to be together, the three of us." She peeked up, meeting James' gaze, which only felt like it had gotten more consuming. "Doesn't it?"
A moment passed, and then he nodded, his tongue wetting his lower lip. "I don't understand it," he finally whispered, his voice a little hoarse. "I don't...I can't figure out why..."
Evan interrupted, reaching out and linking his and James' fingers together. "Not everything needs to have an explanation," he said quietly. "Sometimes things just are the way that they are."
Camelia swallowed, gently detaching her hand from James' before reaching up to touch his face. He flinched at her touch at first, then sighed, leaning into her hand as she pulled him in for a kiss, short and sweet. Just enough of a connection to make the tension that had bunched up in his shoulders relax, and he let out a low rumble against her mouth as she pulled away.
"That's not the only thing, though, baby girl." Evan's voice pulled her attention to him, and one corner of his mouth lifted in a soft smirk as he looked down at her. "How much of your heat do you remember, this time?"
Camelia's heart leapt into her throat and she swallowed. "Not a lot," she admitted. Her fingers tightened in his hand, and a soft gleam lit in his eyes at the nervous gesture. "But..."
"You remember telling us that you wanted us to breed you?" James' voice was soft in her ear, his hand landing solidly on top of her thigh.
"And Mate you," Evan said softly. His gaze was so captivating that Camelia couldn't look away, and she swallowed as her pussy clenched.
Because yes, she did remember saying those things to them. Begging for them, and meaning every fucking word of it. Her mind had wanted it, her body hadcravedit...
And now that Camelia was staring at her Alphas, confessing her love for them and faced with the words that she had said when she was at her most vulnerable...she couldn't say that it was just the hormones.
"I remember," Camelia whispered.
Evan cupped her chin, thumbing at her lower lip as his eyes burned into her. James' lips pressed gently against her neck, the same aching spot where he had left the hickey, and Camelia shivered.
"Do you still want that, baby? Now that you're feeling more yourself?" Evan asked softly.
Camelia couldn't find the words. Her voice fled, and the only thing that she could do was offer a tiny, jerky nod.
A moment passed, and then James shuddered behind her as he wrapped his arm around her waist. "Fuck, sweetheart," he breathed, his nose tracing up her neck.
Evan had less of a physical reaction, though his eyes flashed with hunger as he looked down at her. He continued to gently hold her face, though, furrowing his brow for a second before he nodded once. "Not right now, baby girl," he said gently. He spoke quickly before Camelia could feel the sting of rejection too intensely. "We need to finish school first. Six more months and we'll all be done, and we'll have a better idea of what we're going to do afterwards." He tilted his head to the side, his eyes bright with thought before they focused back on Camelia. "We can make any permanent decision that we want after that, okay?"
Camelia hated that he was being rational, hated that he was making sense. Hated that her body and her hormones and her stupid fucking biology were practicallyscreamingfor her Alphas to sink their teeth into her and bind her to them right then and there. She wanted it, she fuckingneededit...
Evan's lips on hers interrupted the flow of her thoughts, and Camelia let out a little moan as she sank into his touch. James kissed her neck as Evan gently teased the seam of her lips with his tongue, only pulling away when Camelia was thoroughly dazed and flushed from the kiss.
"I love you. I just want you to be sure that you're ready," he said softly. "I don't want you to do something that you'll regret."
Camelia would be insulted at the insinuation that she didn't know her own mind, if not for the sincere openness on Evan's face. And she knew he was right. Mating, getting off her birth control and having a baby...these were big decisions. And it wouldn't be the worst thing in the world to be graduated before seriously considering either of them.
"Okay," she finally said.
Evan nodded, smiling at her. "Good." He wrapped his arms around Camelia and James both, pulling them into a warm hug, and Camelia sighed and relaxed against his chest. She felt Jamesdo the same behind her, his hand linking with hers again in her lap as the three of them embraced. It was nice. So...so nice...
A loud alarm from their phones made Camelia jump a little, the sound shattering the peaceful moment between the three of them.
"What the fuck..." James grumbled as he pulled away, reaching into his pocket and pulling out his phone. He read the alert that had interrupted them, and Camelia turned in time to see his face go pale. He glanced up at them, his expression grim.
"An Omega has been kidnapped."
Chapter twenty-two
James
The news of the Omega being kidnapped exploded, with every major news network covering the story in one way or the other. The suspected kidnapper was an Alpha, and James couldn't stop scrolling the different opinion and report pieces that were written on the incident throughout the day. The going theory was that pending legislation in Congress, a law that was in the midst of being brought to the floor and would forcibly pair available Omegas and Alphas together if it passed, had emboldened the Alpha to take what he wanted without waiting for the law to go into effect.
