“Yeah, money was always tight. I was always the kid who had duct tape shoes in class, extra runs in my tights because we couldn’t afford new pairs till dad’s next paycheck. I probably pushed myself so hard as a kid to ensure I had a scholarship to keep dancing,” Ivy said. “Once I hit fourteen, I received a real scholarship to Hillnut Valley. Have you heard of that school?”
“Yes, a very prestigious school. I applied to attend there too, though my parents wouldn’t let me go,” I replied.
“Could you picture us meeting there?” Ivy laughed, leaning against me. Soft purrs escaped from my chest as she gently rubbed against my shirt.
“I would have been eighteen while you were fourteen. I wonder if your omega side would have come out sooner if you’d run into one of us as a teen?”
“Who knows? I definitely would’ve had a crush on you,” Ivy teased.
I was about to reply when Dem found us. “Everything's ordered and should get here by Monday. Shall we head to the nesting shop?”
I helped Ivy up off the bench and gestured for Dem to lead the way.
The nesting store was on the other side of the mall, close to the food court. As we approached, Lukas and Isaac were already waiting for us, each carrying a large bag from the local lingerie store.
“Wow, how much did you buy?” Ivy gasped, trying to peek through the bags.
“Tsk, tsk, Ivy. You’re not allowed to see everything in here yet,” Isaac pulled his bag back.
“The shop owner saw us coming, pointing out every sexy outfit they had,” Lukas smiled. “At least it will be worth it to see you in these.”
“Focus, everyone,” Dem said to the group. “Let’s stay on task here and make sure Ivy gets what she needs for the nest.”
As we approached the nesting shop, that familiar reluctance from Ivy began to surface—the tension was returning through her hand as her whole body turned beet red.
Stepping past the main entrance into the store, the five of us paused, looking around at all the different sections. Even I had to admit, the inside of the store had a lot to take in.
There were tons of furniture options for different sexual positions, each with images displaying how said furniture was meant to be used. Different images of packs together were all over the walls. Various-sized dildos were on display on several shelves.This store screamed pack sex.
Ivy closed her eyes and took several deep breaths. I could sense Isaac and Lukas about ready to tease her, but I held up my hand, mouthing to them to give her some space.
She opened her eyes and turned to me. I could see all over her expression that she felt embarrassed and confused—unsure how to ask for what she wanted.
I gently caressed her cheek, trying to comfort her. “No one is judging you, Ivy. Every pack needs things for its heat. We all want you to get what you need and what will make you feel great during yours. The employees working here sell this every day to packs just like us.”
She grabbed my hand as a smile formed on her face. “Thank you,” she softly whispered to me, kissing my hand.
Anything for you,I thought.
***
Ivy
I felt mortified standing in the middle of this giant sex shop, but this was what I needed to do for my heat.
“Greetings! Welcome toDivine Nesters! I’m Jessica,” a friendly employee said as she approached me. “Is there anything I can assist you with today?”
I turned to smile at Jessica, nodding my head. “Actually, yes, I think you can help us. My name’s Ivy, and we’re a relatively new pack. My first heat is approaching, and I have a very empty nest that needs…stuff.”
“Wonderful!” Jessica said to me. “You’ve come to the right place! Congratulations on finding your pack, by the way. I take it you’re the omega? Are these four handsome gentlemen your alphas?”
“Yes, that’s right,” I said. I must’ve been bright red as I answered her; my face was burning with embarrassment.
“What a good-looking pack! Are you all models?” she asked, pointing to the five of us.
“Ballet dancers, actually,” Preston chimed in.There was that sense of smugness in his answer that made me relax a bit.
“Wow, even better! This might be my new favorite pack,” Jessica said as she picked up a store catalog from a shelf nearby. “So, gentlemen and Ivy, this is completely up to you, but I find when a new omega is deciding what to put in her nest, sometimes it’s helpful not to have her alphas around. What do you think? Should I take Ivy for a tour around what we have to offer here?”
