I turn around in Vera’s embrace and put my arms around her shoulders, pulling her closer. “Unless you’d like to take them off for me?” I don’t know where the boldness comes from, and my cheeks immediately flame up. But that doesn’t seem to faze Vera as she simply raises an eyebrow at me.
“Do I really have to undress everyone? Can nobody undress themselves anymore?” But even as she playfully complains, she slides her hands under my shirt, pushing it up. “Make sure you don’t lose the mask. We don’t want a repeat of last time.”
I nearly jump as a pair of wet hands from behind help Vera take the shirt off, apparently Mathew wants to join in too.
Oh, these two...
Once my shirt is off —and the mask still properly on— the Omegas go for my jeans and I swat their hands away. “Okay, I can do the rest myself.” I push at Vera lightly. “You go on in, I don’t want you to get cold.”
“Cold? With you two around?” She chuckles, grinning. “Not possible.”
Then Mathew pulls her further under the water, and the two burst out laughing when the stream hits her full in the face when she looks up at him.
I quickly get rid of the rest of my clothes and step into the shower, closing the door behind me. The mask feels weird, mostly because I’m fully naked otherwise, but it’s fine for now.
“Let’s get you cleaned.” I reach for the shampoo, but the two Omegas pull me between them, holding me there, as Mathew makes sure that my mask doesn’t get wet, protecting me from the water.
“Let’s do this first.” Vera’s voice is low, soft, soothing.
I’m surprised when, after a couple of seconds, the two still haven’t let their hands wander to more intimate places, simply holding me and each other, close together, comfortable.
Finally, my brain really slows down, no longer at high alert, no longer at fight-or-flight. Just, here, with my mates, at home, safe.
Safe.
My mates are safe.
I’m safe.
We’re all safe.
And the place that has brought me so many nightmares, so many bad experiences, so much trauma, that place is gone, as are many of the people who ran it.
Finally.
Gone.
Finally.
I don’t exactly know what happened after that, but the next time I become aware of my surroundings, the three of us are in the nest, wearing comfy pyjamas, and I even have a clean mask on. Mathew is on my one side, Vera on my other, the two snuggling up against me tightly, though they’re not asleep yet, simply snuggling.
Something moves against my hip, and I let out a soft laugh. “Are you really horny right now? Seriously?” I nudge Mathew.
He looks up at me in surprise, then his face flushes and he reaches down, putting his hand on his belly.
“While I’m basically always ready for sex, that wasn’t me.” His voice is tender, full of wonder. He rolls on his back, opening his pyjama top, letting it fall open, as he puts his hands on his belly again. “Seems someone else is happy that everything is over too.”
Oh, wow.
Damn.
I sit up and Vera is next to me in a flash. Before we can even ask, Mathew pulls on our hands and puts them on his stomach, a broad grin on his face.
“I can’t believe she’s strong enough for others to feel her too now.” He sounds surprised as he stares down, his eyes wide.
“Well, we are at the halfway point.” Vera laughs, leaning over and kissing Mathew’s belly. “So it’s not unexpected that others can feel them too.”
“What about you?” I lean against her shoulder and she chuckles.
