“Look at me.”
Her cheeks are flushed, mouth parted and wet, pupils blown wide. But there’s still a flicker of clarity in her. She blinks once. Tilts her head just slightly. It’s enough. She’s still in there, treading water in that Omega headspace, but present. Not heat.
“Please,” she whispers, voice thin with need. “I want it. I really do. Just let me…”
I keep my voice low, calm, the way you’d speak to a startled animal. “I know, sweetheart. I see you. But I need you to stay with me. Use your words, yeah? Tell me what you need.”
She hums, lips tugging between her teeth.
“Do you want help with your, er… arousal?” I ask gently, threading my fingers through her hair again to soothe her.
“Uh-huh. Yes, please.”
She rocks her hips again, needy and desperate. I exhale sharply through my nose and ignore Vipers amused little chuckle beside me. Not sure what he’s laughing at when our girl madehimcross-eyed not that long ago.
“Okay. And what about privacy? Do you want just one of us, or—”
“Privacy?” she echoes, like I’ve just suggested banishing her into the cold.
“Yeah, I mean… would you prefer to be alone with one of us?”
The little frown on her face tightens. She jerks back from my hands like I’ve offended her.
“No!” she snaps, eyes bright with instinct. “The Pack stays in the nest.”
I nod slowly, absorbing that, even as my stomach flips with the weight of her words.
Makes sense. She was sleepy and sweet when it was just Blaze and me. Then the rest of the Pack walked in, and her scent blossomed with her desires. It’s having us all together in her nest that’s turning her on. She wants all of us here. Her Omega demands it.
Still. I need her to confirm it.
“You’re alright with us being here with you, then?” I ask, giving her one last out, just in case there’s doubt behind the confidence.
“I want the Pack to watch. It feels better when you’re all here.”
She says it with clearheadedness and certainty.
Right.
Game on.
I move to sit up. “Viper can take over and—”
“No,” she shoves my shoulders down hard into the nest. “I wantyourcock, Daddy.”
My brain stalls. Just flat lines for a second under the weight of that sentence.
NotViper then.
Halley kisses me with startling hunger.
"I don't have a knot," I gasp into Halley's mouth. She doesn't wait for me to stop talking, just licks into my mouth like she wants to devour me.
"Don't need a knot. Not in heat. Just want you," she says between kisses. Her hands are in my hair, pulling at the strands. She's rough, her desire making her desperate and wild.
She's made her choice.
Beta.
