I shrug as I dump the last tea bag into another mug. “I don’t know, but I want it ready just in case.”
“All right, where am I taking this?”
After walking Knox through the directions on where Eli and Lia are, he disappears again. I take the moment by myself to draw in air through my nose, feeling my chest expand.
My lungs come alive with the heady scent of cinnamon rolls and a growl springs up in my chest. It rumbles through my clenched teeth. My cock stands at full attention behind my pants, aching to be buried inside of her.
Even if we can put this off for a few more days, there’s no mistaking it.
Her heat is approaching.
After steeping the tea and rearranging myself in my pants, I head back toward my bedroom. Already, I hear Knox and Eli with their reassuring voices on.
Lia’s whimpers rocket shockwaves through my body, and for a split second, I wonder if I’m strong enough to do this.
Can I keep my instincts at bay to give my Omega what she needs?
“Walker?” she croaks out.
Her voice is defeated, and I won’t have that. “I’m right here, beautiful.”
“Walker,” she whimpers. “I don’t know if the tea is working.”
“That’s why we’re taking sips of this one,” Knox says.
“And I’ve already got the third one brewed up,” I say as I undo my belt buckle, listening to it clatter against the tile floor. “If you need it, you can have it while we’re relaxing in the hot tub.”
She groans, and I have to draw in a deep breath to keep in control of myself.
“We’re in our boxers, by the way,” Eli says as he pokes his head out of my walk-in.
“Sorry,” Lia says breathlessly.
Honestly, that’s probably for the better. Three hard cocks staring her in the face will probably put pressure on her to do something about them.
I give a nod as I leave my boxers on and strip out of everything else.
“No apologies.” I make my way into the steamy stone shower. “Here, let me hold you while Eli and Knox finish cleaning you up.”
Her body is already sudsy with soap. Eli’s already got conditioner in her hair. I slide onto the floor, the four of us fitting with room to spare.
Both of the rainfall shower head nozzles are on, blasting us with warm water. Steam envelops us, and when Lia’s head touches down against my chest, my instincts flare to life.
Mine.
“I’ve got you,” I murmur as my fingertips slide up and down her back. “Just relax.”
“I’m gonna get this conditioner out of your hair, Alley Cat,” Eli says.
“Spread your legs for me, I’m gonna clean up this slick real quick,” Knox says.
I shoot him a warning look that says, “stay in control of yourself.” Knox gives me a nod, and then Lia’s thighs are parted.I band my arm around her belly, my hand splaying over the excess around her midsection.
The scent of her slaps me across the face, and even Knox has to pause when his nostrils flare.
“All right, we’ll take this slow,” he says.
“Sorry,” Lia whimpers.
