I’m almost sobbing when Vale comes to my rescue and drags him off me. I lay back as Cyn strokes my cheek with fingers that smell of me.
No one speaks.
I have just one thought.
They’ve ruined me. Nothing will ever compare to them.
Damn it.
The storm rages outside, but I don’t even care.
Screams wake me sometime in the dark.
“Oh, god, oh, god, oh, god. Get it off!”
The wind steals the rest of the words.
“OH, SHIT! IT BITES!”
I try to sit up, but Cyn just pulls me back down to his chest. “Go back to sleep, Bonnie.”
“No, I-”
“Sleep, Omega,” he murmurs. I lay back in his arms, too exhausted and tired to do anything.
They will live, there’s nothing out there that can kill them. The rain is a distant drumming, pulling me back under. The thunder and lightning are fading.
Someone unzips the tent and lets out a savage growl.
Everything gets quiet after that.
“What did you do?” I whisper in Cyn’s ear.
He just kisses me and urges me to lay my head back down on his shoulder.
“Go to sleep.”
I’m not sure why I do what he says, but I sleep dreamlessly and better than I have in a long time.
I wake up with a start. I did not do that. Tell me I didn’t do that? There are legs and arms over me, and I can’t even cope with how little self-control I had last night.
Yes, brilliant, best orgasms of my life, but in the light of day? What the hell was I thinking? Again. I sit up, shoving legs and arms off me. The storm’s stopped,the wind and rain is gone, and the sun is shining. That’s good news because I’m not sure I could take a day in a tent with them. Or another night.
“Come back to-”
“Not another word, Cyn.” I growl at him.
He blinks at me, and his eyes darken with anger. “Back to this again, are we?”
“It was a mistake.”
“Yeah, multiple times?”
I snarl at him. “We are not doing this. This is an adventure tour, and it’s my responsibility and my job.”
Cyn sits up and suddenly rolls me onto my stomach and flattens himself against me. His hard cock presses into the groove of my ass.
I struggle, but he just lays heavier on me.
