Lucy sat up and shoved my chest. “Get out! I can’t believe you’d come into my nest smelling like that!”
Her shouts woke King and Wilder, who sat up in bed wearing matching confused expressions.
King wrapped his arm around our omega’s waist. “What’s going on, baby girl?” His voice was low and rough with sleep.
“Leo came in here smelling like another omega.” To my complete horror, she burst into tears.
Wilder scowled. “What omega?”
“I don’t know what—” Oh shit. Oh fuckingshit. My brain clicked the pieces together. “Wait, okay, I was at PT this morning and Cassie, my physical therapist, is an omega.”
“You let another omega touch you?” she snarled.
“Just for the PT exercises!” I shot King and Wilder a desperate look. I couldn’t scent Cassie on my clothes, but omegas had extra sensitive noses. They were also very possessive, something I’d known intellectually but had never experienced.
Thankfully, King took over. “Leo, take off your clothes and put them outside the room. Lucy, settle down. Your beta belongs to you.”
I practically ripped off my clothes and threw them down the hallway. I’d put them in the wash in a second…or burn them.
When I returned to the nest, she was still struggling against King’s hold. The alpha looked utterly unfazed as he flipped her face down over his lap and landed several hard smacks to her ass. She relaxed immediately, the tension in her body melting away.
“That’s a good girl,” King murmured. “Sometimes you need a little help to settle, don’t you?”
“Yes, Daddy,” she sniffed.
“I’m going to shower,” Wilder said abruptly. He brushed a quick kiss to the top of Lucy’s head and left.
Hmm. I definitely need to check in with him, but right now, I had an omega to tend to.
I shifted nervously on my feet. “Lucy, can I enter your nest?”
She nodded and King released her.
I lowered myself to the mattress, wearing only my boxers, and tentatively held out my arms to her. She lunged at me, knocking meon my back. Her arms and legs wrapped around me tight, and she rubbed her cheek against my neck, covering me with her scent.
I stroked my hand up and down her back, wishing I could purr for her. “I’m sorry. I didn’t realize I smelled like her.”
She let out another growl, and King swiftly smacked her on the ass. “Behave, baby. Now, I need to run home and get dressed. Are you going to be a good girl while I’m gone?”
Lucy nodded.
He brushed her hair to the side and pressed a kiss to her lips, which were just inches from mine. My cock twitched.
“We’ll leave for the grand opening once I’m back.”
I caught his hand before he could leave. “There’s a latte for you in the kitchen.”
He nodded, but as he turned away, I swore I saw a blush on his cheeks.
I caressed Lucy’s jaw, tilting her face so I could press my lips to the same spot King’s were just moments ago. “Can you forgive me?” I murmured.
Her body relaxed around mine. “Yeah, of course. Sorry for overreacting.”
“I hate seeing you upset, but I don’t hate that you’re possessive of me. I love you so much, pretty girl.”
Her chest vibrated with a purr. “I love you, too.”
We lay there for a few minutes, Lucy’s fingers trailing through my hair as I drew patterns down her back. Soon, her scent deepened and she started lightly rocking against my cock. I clenched my jaw. We didnothave time for any morning shenanigans, plus she had to be sore. Right? Did omegas get sore?
