“That was a direct hit, baby,” I murmur. “I’ll never stop feeling bad for hurting you. Cass, your sexual appetite was never a problem. We can keep up just fine. I reacted badly from the stress of watching Nina go through things I knew you went through, and backed away. It was a bad decision.”
“It hurt even when I joked about it,” she says. “It felt like no one wanted me.”
“I’m sorry we did that,” I rasp. I’m to blame for Ansel and Shiloh following my lead.
“Apology accepted,” she whispers, sitting up to kiss me before she crawls out of the nest. Completely naked, she pads down the stairs to complete her mission.
Cassidy could have made me feel like shit for the rest of my life, and I’d have accepted it. Instead, she released me from my guilt and tied me even tighter to her.
There’s no one like her.
Realizing I didn’t have a chance to contact anyone before we fell off the map, I carefully get up to find my phone.
Fuck. It’s dead.
It’s been almost twelve hours since we got home, so it’s not really surprising. Finding a charger, I plug it in before heading to shower. While we have had quick wipe downs, I haven’t had a chance to shower since my run.
I feel gross.
Turning on the water, I sigh as I step inside. I feel overheated from all of the body heat and sweat, so the cool temperature is perfect. My eyes shut as I enjoy the way my body responds to it, and then I shake myself out of my stupor to wash up.
I’m rinsing my hair when I hear the glass door open.
“I can’t see,” I say, smiling with my eyes closed as I finish rinsing off.
“We woke up, and you were gone,” Winter says softly.
Now that the risk of getting soap in my eyes is gone, I open them to find my omega pouting next to Bellamy.
“Come in. I may as well clean you up,” I tease. “I thought you were still knotted and asleep.”
“Shiloh and Ansel are asleep, we figured they needed it,” Bellamy murmurs with a shrug, stepping inside. “I want snuggles and more knots.”
“You can have them after you shower and eat,” I say, tugging Winter in when she shows signs of bolting. “You’re not going to melt, baby.”
She sticks her tongue out at me while I move to let them start to shower. Even though he’s also unhappy about the shower, Bellamy begins to wash Winter’s hair.
“Mmmm. That feels good,” she moans.
Shaking my head at my bratty omegas, I pump some shampoo into my hand and pull the handheld shower from its socket to dampen Bellamy’s hair.
“Argh,” he mutters as I place it back and begin to massage shampoo into his hair.
“Should have stayed in bed then,” I tease him.
Winter whimpers as she shifts her weight, and I know that she can feel the butt plug. When in doubt and faced with two omegas, use a plug. She’s still knotted at least, so she shouldn’t climb my body for a knot.
Maybe.
“Any pain?” I ask, watching carefully for signs of it.
“They’re starting again,” Winter admits, letting Bellamy rinse out her hair. Stepping aside for the soap, I finish washing Bellamy’s hair and make a decision.
Thank god the shower is large enough for fucking.
“Winter, do you want Bellamy’s cock while I knot him?” I ask, watching them both to see if that’ll be okay.
There’s only one of me and two of them, so I’m feeling a little out numbered.
