So it’s obviously my turn.
Hopefully, our pet agrees when she wakes up.
“Noah,” Laz starts.
“Fuck off, boss. I’m sleeping,” I tell him, closing my eyes and snuggling as close as I can.
The asshole has his arm around Aurora, his presence like a damn barrier. But I don’t care. I press my chest against his arm and ensure my warmth blankets our omega’s back.
Laz sighs in response. “If she wakes up scared, I’m going to kill you.”
“She has nothing to fear from me,” I vow.
“What the fuck?” Johan demands, his sleep-laden voice sexy as sin and an invitation Ialmostanswer to.
Almost.
But my knot isn’t throbbing for him right now. It’s throbbing for our pet.
“Come nap with us,” I say, inviting him to join.
“I’m covered in your fluids,” he hisses. “And why the fuck are you both in bed with Lark?” He sounds hurt. Like he’s missed out on something.
“Because Laz ate her pussy until she passed out,” I inform him. “Or I assume that’s what happened. Now we’re waiting for her to wake up so I can knot her.”
“That’s not at all accurate,” Laz growls. “Well, the first part is, kind of. The latter half, no.”
The bed dips as Johan joins us, only he doesn’t cuddle like he should. Instead, he reaches over me to inspect Lark. “Is she okay?”
“She’s fine,” Laz returns, sounding irritated. “I took care of her.”
“With her consent?” Johan presses.
“You’re really starting to piss me off,” Laz informs him.
“Then you know how I feel about you on a daily basis,” I interject.
However, I’m ignored as Johan says, “I’m not trying to, Laz. I just want to make sure… she’s okay.”
“She thought she was in heat. She isn’t. Not yet, anyway. She was just really turned on. So I helped her becauseshe asked me to.” Laz glares at Johan. “You, better than anyone, know how I feel about consent.”
I can’t see Johan, but given how Laz is boldly looking over my shoulder, I assume the two of them are staring each other down.
Yawning, I go back to snuggling.
Those two can work their shit out while I get my cuddle on.
“You’re right,” Johan finally says. “I’m sorry. I… I feelprotectiveof her. And it’s making me question things I wouldn’t normally question.”
I grunt at that. “There’s nothing to question. She’s ours. We should probably just start planning the wedding.” My eyes open again. “Oh. I get to say ‘I do’ first. I proposed first. It’s only fair.”
Laz gives me a look like I’ve lost my mind.
Which really pisses me off. “Just because you licked her first, and Johan kissed her first, does not mean she’s not also mine. If I want to marry her first, it’s my right as the only one with enough balls to ask.”
“She hasn’t even said yes, Noah,” Laz reminds me.
“Semantics.” I resume my snuggles. “She’s still mine, too. You’ll see.”
