I rubbed my cheek against my pillow, and it let out a low purr.Hmm. Did it usually do that?Thick arms surrounded me, smelling like pine and home. I sighed happily as I pressed my face to Wilder’s throat. I didn’t know when he’d snuck into the nest or how long I’d been sprawled on top of him, but everything felt complete now. His purr intensified, and his thigh slipped between mine. The pressure against my bare pussy made me squirm.
King kissed a line up my spine, his lips ending on the bond mark he’d placed on my neck. Mmm, the morning was no time for conversation, but it was the perfect time for fucking.
He palmed my ass but didn’t move his fingers toward my core.
“Your bottle of suppressants on the bathroom counter is empty, baby. Do you have more somewhere?”
I let out a frustrated growl. “No, I haven’t refilled them.” My words were muffled against Wilder’s skin. If he could just slip his cock…
“Do you want me to swing by the pharmacy while I’m out?” King asked.
“No. I want you to cuddle me whilesleeping in.”
Leo chuckled as he returned from the bathroom. He flopped onto the bed and threw his arm across Wilder and me. “Joonam, I’m sorryto tell you that most of the world considers nine in the morning sleeping in.”
“What do they know?” I muttered. He was all floral cardamom, and it made me hungry for him. “Wilder knows it’s sleeping time.”
The chest underneath me shook with laughter. “I’ve been up since six, sweetheart. But I’m happy to hold you all morning.”
“Our precious grumpy girl.” Leo’s kiss on my cheek was sweet and tender, but his wandering hands palming my ass were anything but. I arched against him, my nipples hardening as they rubbed against Wilder’s bare chest.
“We love our grumpy morning omega,” King said. “But she still needs to answer Daddy about her medication.”
His low voice made me shiver and I whined, hating how empty I was. I jolted when King pinched my nipple. My eyes popped open as I turned toward him in outrage. “What was that for?”
“What are you supposed to be doing?”
I jutted my lip out in a pout. “Sleeping?”
His lips twitched, but he didn’t relent as he gripped my jaw.
I let out a long sigh. “I don’t need my suppressants refilled because I’m not taking them.” My cheeks burned and my stomach fluttered, bracing for their reactions.
His grip tightened. “Why is that?”
“Because I want to have a heat.”
Wilder turned to stone beneath me, and waves of shock and arousal flooded me from all directions through the bonds.
“When did you stop taking suppressants?” King’s voice was strangled.
“I just skipped last night.”
“How long until you go into heat?” Leo asked.
“I don’t know. A couple days maybe?” I chewed my lip. “Are you guys mad?”
The tension in the room dissipated.
“Not at all,” Leo said. “Just surprised.”
“It feels a little sudden,” King added. “I don’t want you to thinkthere’s any pressure, baby girl. You can take as much time as you need to feel ready.”
The lump in my throat was all gratitude. “I know. I genuinely forgot I was out, but I’d been putting off refilling it because I feel ready for a heat. If we wait any longer, it will be too close to the Midsummer festival. I guess I could wait until after Midsummer, but that’s when I was planning to start working on my online sewing course and officially open up orders for custom clothing.”
I finally braved a glance at Wilder. His reaction was the one I was most worried about. Even alphas with regular hormone levels often went into rut during heats. I hoped the whole chasing-me-through-the-woods thing had eased his anxiety about hurting me, but this was still a big step. His expression was unreadable, and he was shielding his emotions from me in the bond.
I didn’t like it.
