“My phone’s still downstairs,” I mumble into Jagger’s warm chest.
“You’re not going anywhere.” Nash’s knot throbs, reminding me that we’re very much still one. It can take a while for an alpha’s knot to deflate—sometimes up to an hour. He burrows his head into the nook between my shoulders and neck, inhaling my scent.
“I’ll get it,” Tae volunteers, striding out like a man on a mission, his cock swinging like a pendulum as he goes. “I’ll be right back.”
“Bring her water before you go. She needs to rehydrate,” Nash calls out to him. “In the mini fridge.”
“My nest has a mini fridge?” I laugh.
“We hopefully thought of everything,” Jagger replies as Tae quickly returns to pass him a bottle with a straw before dashing away.
“Drink up.” Jagger holds it to my mouth.
“I can drink myself, you know.”
“I know, but that mouth of yours has been very busy.” He puts the straw to my lips so I can take a sip. “I think it deserves a little help drinking.”
Mmm, I don’t think I’ve ever felt so relaxed.
I’m not sure how much time passes, but eventually, Nash sighs heavily as his cock slips out of me.
“Let’s get you cleaned up, rainbow.” Jagger helps me sit up. “As much as I love to see you filled with our cum…” He slides off the bed then offers me his hand. “Shower?”
Nodding, I follow him into the bathroom that adjoins the nest. After Jagger insists on helping me wash and after sampling every one of the shower gels they bought me—the honey-vanilla one is my favorite—I return to the nest, wrapped up in a fluffy bathrobe.
“Where’s Tae?” I look around. It’s been a while since he left to message the girls, and Nash is the only one there while Jagger finishes up in the bathroom. In my absence, he’s somehow managed to change the sheets and is adjusting pillows to exactly where they were before. He frowns, quickly rotating one to get it in the right position.
“Hm, good question.” Nash strides over to the nest door and opens it to find Tae hovering awkwardly at the entrance. He’s holding a tray with my phone and an array of snacks.
“What’re you doing out there?” I ask him.
“I…” He shuffles his feet, eyes on the tray. “I was waiting to be asked inside.”
I stifle a giggle, my heart swelling at his thoughtfulness as I put my hand to my mouth. “You don’t have to be invited in every time.”
“Oh. Okay.” He tips his head, looking like a confused puppy. “I just thought after earlier?—”
“You are welcome to come and go as you like from my nest, unless I say otherwise,” I state to make sure there’s no more ambiguity.
He wipes his forehead in relief. “Good, because it’s been killing me waiting out here.”
“How long have you been standing there?” Nash frowns.
“About twenty minutes. Apparently, your soundproofing really works as no one heard me knocking.” He guiltily glances down at the tray. “I might have eaten the last lemon tart.”
Nash scowls at him. “Tae!”
“It’s okay,” I assure him. “I couldn’t eat any more after earlier anyway.”
“Delilah…” Nash uses a serious ‘don’t argue with me’ tone. “You need to eat something.”
Tae brings the tray over to a little table next to the bed. “How about a bite of chocolate cake?”
I thought Faye had taken it all with her, but apparently not…
“Fine,” I relent. “But only because it’ll make you feel better.”
Nash grins victoriously. “And then you need to get some rest.”
