A nest is vulnerable—it’s the most precious spot I have, especially when I’m in Heat.
Ivan, Fang, and Logan make it with care.
Every blanket is thoughtfully placed, every pillow arranged then rearranged to be as comfy as possible.
Fang’s sweatshirt, along with a sweater from Logan and a shirt from Ivan are placed along the blankets too, marking the area with their scents.
Once I think it’s prepared, Logan reaches into a bag and pulls out a plush cat resembling Bean. My mouth drops open as he blushes and places it at the top of the bed, the cream-colored stuffed animal perching on my new thick pillow.
“Oh, Logan,” I whisper, my heart aching with his tenderness. “Thank you.”
His shy smile is adorable. “I know how much you like Bean,” he admits. “I thought you might want to have him with you.”
“You’re right,” I say. “I would love to adopt him, but…I’m not sure I could handle all the worries I would have about him.”
“The stuffed animal is awesome,” Ivan says. “I’m kind of pissed you had such a great idea, Logan.”
I turn to Ivan, chuckling. “There’s no competition. You just remade my nest for me!”
“And I fed you sushi,” Fang adds, smirking. “And dyed your hair. So, I guess I won.”
“There’s nothing to win! You already have me,” I laugh. “I promise, there’s no competition. You’re all so important to me. And maybe I didn’t show it before, but I’m so, so grateful for the three of you.” My throat closes up, and a wave of gratitude washes over me. “I’m so honored to be your scent match.”
“We’re honored too, baby,” Ivan says easily, grinning. “Even when it gets hard, just talk to us, okay? We have a built-in purr for a reason.”
“My chestbuzzesfor you,” Fang adds. “Don’t be afraid to use it.”
“In some studies,” Logan says excitedly, “Alpha purrs have been shown to increase serotonin in Omegas. We’re biologically made to help with your moods.”
I nod, then flop stomach first onto the bed, letting out a pleased groan. “Oh, this is amazing,” I murmur as the soft fabrics rub against my bare arms. Dressed in a tank shop and sweatpants, goosebumps pebble on my skin as I feel the material. My inner Omega squeals in delight as all the Alpha scents swirl around me.
Another cramp throbs in my stomach, but I ignore it.
My Heat won’t be happening for a while. It’s stress that is making me ache.
“Glad you like it,” Fang says. “Do you want privacy while you’re in it, or…”
I know what he’s asking.
The three of them are staying tonight—and if I request it, they’ll all sleep in my living room if I need time alone.
“No. I’d like us all together.”
And that’s how we end up, the four of us cramped in my bed, three different frequencies of purrs vibrating around me.
I throw my leg over Logan and rest my head on his chest while Fang spoons me from behind. Ivan is on the opposite edge of the bed next to Logan, already falling asleep.
It’s cozy and welcoming, and I’m too tired to do anything with them but cuddle.
Even if the steady ache of cramps is still present, the only thing I crave right now is closeness.
Logan tenderly runs a hand through my damp hair, playing with the locks.
“I always thought your hair was so pretty,” he says quietly. “The first day I saw you, I couldn’t stop thinking about how soft it looked.”
“The first day you saw me, you looked at me like I was crazy,” I chuckle.
“I was overwhelmed and shy. I’m still shy around you, sometimes.”
