“So good.” He presses one last kiss to Beau’s nose before releasing him. Beau falls back against me, swooning. The damn Omega pushes under my arm, tugging my hands free from their trap.
“I could taste you on his lips.” Beau flutters his lashes up at me, head against my chest, lips still pink from the kiss. Three Alpha groans fill the air, hitting me right in my center. When he sits up, pulling me under his arm, I don’t even bother resisting.
Why would I?
Placing a throw pillow on his lap, Apollo clears his throat.
“We could wait until the hormones die down?” I offer.
“I need to say this now.” Apollo shakes his head. “Dexter is a sadistic fuck and enjoyed being the cause of others' suffering. He did not help me. Don’t blame yourself. He was already abusive long before he met you. Nothing you did made that any worse.” He takes a deep breath before continuing, “However, four daysbefore the Hayes Pack raided Whitehill, he gave me a phone. Its access was restricted, with only one number allowed in or out. I never called it, assuming it was his. But itdidhelp.”
“That’s how you made contact with Declan? He said they had someone contact them from the inside. I assumed it was a guard, but…” Thor asks, all business now that everyone has stopped making out.
“Dexter didn’t know I spent years learning how to hack at the public libraries. One of the only places a street kid can go to be safe, even just for the day.” Apollo stares at his hands as he explains, trembling. “It took me two days to break it and another to find someone who could help. Haze was a wildcard, but they saved us. Hawthorne was there, looking all massive and terrifying.” He snorts over his own comment about Thor, breaking some of the tension with his smile.
“And of course, you tried to stab me with a scalpel.”
“That phone is the only reason I got free, Beau. Whatever harm he caused, he would’ve done it anyway, but the phone got us out.”
Apollo stands, dropping the pillow on the floor as he pulls Beau into his arms. The Omega fits in the Alpha’s arms like he was always meant to be there, nose pressing against skin as if they were becoming a single soul.
After a moment, he pushes Beau back just enough so he can look into his eyes.
“I don’t blame you, and I don’t want to hear you say you're sorry ever again, okay?”
Beau nods, sniffing.
“We’ll make them pay, Omega. For everything they ever did to us, we’ll get our pound of flesh, and then some," Apollo vows, hugging him once more.
“No one will ever hurt any of you again, and if they try, you already know I mean it when I say I’ll kill them myself,” I offerwith a sweet smile, glancing at Thor and then Hudson as well. “Slow and bloody,” I add with a wink.
“You’re a very frightening woman,” Hudson says, but when I smile at him, he doesn’t look frightened at all.
“Shut up, you know it turns you on. Stop pretending you don’t like it,” I tease as I stand.
I really need to cool off, and I can’t do that with four of the earth's sexiest men within arm's reach. Fuck. Apollo’s cameras are everywhere. How the hell am I going to get any relief, knowing he can see everything I do?Well, he could always watch…
No, bad Dream. Be a good girl.
I could behisgood girl.
Fuck.I fear it’s already too late—I’m in too deep.
Chapter Fourteen
DREAM
“Dream?” Beau asks quietly from the doorway of my room. I’m lying in bed reading a magazine before bed, trying to distract myself from all the half-feral thoughts that have been running through my mind after my kiss with Apollo.
I want to kiss all of them now. I want to kiss the sweet Omega standing in my doorway, looking at me with a confusing amount of need. I sit up fully, frowning.
“Hey Beau. You okay? You look upset,” I say, instinctively taking a deep breath, but only getting a lung full of chemicals. If I could just get one little sniff of his real scent…
“Can you help me with something?” he whispers, cheeks turning pink as he tugs on his t-shirt, not looking at me.
“Of course.” I nod, pushing the blankets off and climbing out of bed. “What do you need?”
“Will you show me how to nest?” Lifting his arm, he pushes his fingers through his hair. It’s cute how shy he looks. I don’t usually make myself a nest in temporary places, unless I reallyneed the comfort, but the second I hear Beau’s request, my instincts go a little crazy.
