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“I’m perfectly fine. Take a breath, Koen. No one is mad at you, and you followed your instincts to complete the bond. Your inner omega really likes us. Lean into that,” I tell him.

“How…did you find me again?” he asks.

“Magic,” I reply. “Rhodes wants to microchip you so you can’t run from us.”

“Smooth,” Rhodes grumbles. “You needed us, Koen.”

Our omega’s tears slowly begin to dry up, but he looks worried.

“You did, and you don’t have to do everything alone,” I add. “People worry about you, which is why the team is shipping us so hard.”

“I noticed that,” Koen mutters. “Apparently I need to be regularly fucked so I’ll be less grumpy.”

“Sex is wonderful, I won’t deny that, but I want it all,” I say. “Edna has us on a whole charity schedule together. Consider this our bid to court you, though it’s a bit backward, isn’t it?”

“Because your fist is in my ass and I’m tied to the bed,” Koen says in a deadpan way.

“Yep. Nothing gets past you,” I reply. “Oh, there we go. Fuck, you’re such a good boy relaxing for me. Now, slick a little more.”

“Fuck,” he whimpers, obeying me. “Why do I still want you to fuck me? We’ve been fucking like bunnies for days!”

“You like our dicks,” Rhodes says, happy as a clam again. “And…Sky is free! Are you sore, Koen?”

“A little,” he admits, watching us as if he’s been dropped into an alternate universe.

He’s just seeing our crazy a little clearer. The masks are dropping, now that he may be less likely to run.

“Can I get the anal pop now?” Rhodes asks excitedly as I sit up.

“Yes,” I say. “It’ll feel good, Koen. After this, we’ll take a shower, soak in the tub, and then I want you to eat more food. Coach doesn’t expect you back until the day after tomorrow so you can relax at home tomorrow.”

“You have a plan,” he says, eyes wide as he turns to Rhodes. “Is this why you call him Daddy?”

“Yep,” Rhodes says with a smile. “Skylar gives me exactly what I need even if I’m not sure what that is.”

“Hmm,” Koen grunts, watching as I clean off my hand.

“We want to show you your nest,” I say, wanting him to end on a high note.

“A…what?!” he screeches.

“Well, we aren’t coming to a hotel again, and you need your own space,” Rhodes says, his hand resting on Koen's stomach as he pushes the anal plug into his ass.

“It’s so cold,” he gasps. “There’s a nest, and anal pops. How is this my life?”

“At some point in your life, you showed the universe that you could handle us,” I say simply.

To me, there’s no other explanation for it. He’s ours, and in turn we’ll give him the world. It just may not be the way he expects.

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

KOEN

I’m sitting in a nest.It’s…my nest. I have a lot of conflicting feelings about this, and I lean against the wall as I stare in awe at the space. There’s no windows, it’s completely closed off from the rest of the house, and there’s a secret door to enter it.

You’d never know it exists if you weren’t shown the secret entryway. Fuck, after having my heat in a sketchy budget motel with a broken window, this is more than I could ever have imagined.

Rhodes, Skylar, and I got back to the house today after finishing my heat last night. We go back to work tomorrow, but the rest of the day is mine to recoup from such an intense few days of fucking. A part of me wants to take another bath with the infused Epsom salts that Skylar has to help ease the delicious ache I feel in my asshole.