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The rest of the drive home was quiet as Lainey dozed in my arms. Something I felt like I should treasure since I knew I wouldn’t be able to do that unless I felt some kind of trust in that person. We lived outside the city in a more rural area which consisted of older homes that had once been farmland. It gave us bigger plots of land which meant distance between houses that Halstead favored. The grumpy bear liked his privacy and felt that two hundred and eighteen acres might do the trick. Not to mention a gated entrance to our driveway which was two miles long. He didn’t want anyone to see what went on in our daily lives, leaving us free to do as we pleased.

Kerian and I moved into his home instead of finding a new place. This wasn’t because it was more than large enough for us and three other people, but neither of us had a home of our own. We’d both been renting, and Halstead hadn’t done much with the place, having only owned it for a few years, so together we made it our own. Halstead and I had similar classic tastes whereas Kerian would have preferred things more modern, yet we managed to come to a compromise with shared spaces but allowed each other to have our own rooms and offices we did with as we pleased.

Our limousine pulled up to the front of our brick and limestone home or estate, as Halstead referred to it. This time, I handed Lainey off to H since getting out of the limousine proved to be more of a feat than getting in.

Ruth, our housekeeper and cook, greeted us at the front door. “Welcome home, gentlemen. Kerian alerted me to what was going on, and while the nest room isn’t perfect, it will work for now. I plan to stop in tomorrow and make a whole bunch of things you can come down to grab that won’t need to be cooked, just heated if you like. Do we know if your Omega has any food allergies?”

That had us all pausing for a moment.

“I see. Well, I’ll steer clear of some of the major problem foods until we have an answer to that. Sezer and I will keep to the coach house unless you need something from us. Don’t hesitate to ask. I’m going to be driving my men crazy not having the normal work to do while we give you this time,” Ruth said with a chuckle.

Ruth was a Beta who’d been working for Halstead since he bought the place. Somehow, she ended up in a relationship with the two Beta brothers, Sezer and Adem, we hired to tend the grounds. They lived on the property in the two-story coach house set a little further back on the property, which made it convenient for all of us.

“Can I just say how happy I am for the three of you,” Ruth gushed, clutching her hands together. “I know the three of you love each other as much as I love my husbands, but I can’t wait to see how this brings your family closer.”

“Ruth,” Adem called from the kitchen. “Enough, woman. You’ve said your piece, and now it’s time to let them be. You’re acting like their mother popping by during their honeymoon.”

That had Kerian snorting and trying to cover it up by coughing into his hand. Ruth gave him a glare telling me it hadn’t worked, but she gave us all one more assessing look and turned on her heel.

Adem caught her hand when she was close enough, tugged her to his side, and kissed her temple. “Always gotta put your nose in everyone’s business, don’t you?” He then turned to look at us. “We’ll make sure the place is still standing when you emerge, so don’t worry about a thing. So…” he hesitated as if wondering if he should say the next part but gave in, “… enjoy yourselves.” Kerian gave a salute and headed upstairs.

Our rooms, offices, and a private living room were on the second floor, where we spent most of our time. The third floor is the library where Halstead kept his rare books and my vinyl record collection.

“Hey, you guys go ahead. I need to make sure Tater-Tot is settled for the night,” Kerian informed us as he paused at the landing. “The last thing we need is a howling bulldog interrupting things.”

“If you didn’t spoil him so much, he wouldn’t be so codependent,” I pointed out.

Kerian just shrugged. “Too late for that, the pup’s already three. Not sure I’m gonna be changing much now.”

Tater-Tot had an automatic feeder and waterer, along with multiple doggie doors for him to go out whenever he needed to. Ruth was also one of his favorite people and would be happy for her to spoil him while Kerian was busy, but I realized it wasn’t about that. The two of them were partners in crime, and we didn’t know how long Lainey’s heat was going to last, not giving him much time to spend with the dog.

A whine of need snapped my attention to Lainey as Halstead carried her up the steps. “Pretty sure that’s our signal that the lull is over,” he called over his shoulder. “Make it quick, Kerian. You’re the youngest of us all, and something tells me we’re gonna need your stamina.”

“Hey,” I grumbled while jogging after him. “Did you forget that I’m ten years younger than you?”

“Nope, but I don’t need to bribe you away from a canine,” Halstead pointed out. “That man will get distracted and leave things to the two of us, which I’m sure we can handle for a while. However, with how intense this has been so far, I’m thinking we’re gonna need all hands on deck.”

“Could you two please stop talking about me like I’m some crazed sex monster,” Lainey muttered as she wrapped her arms around Halstead’s neck, rubbing her face against his skin. “Why the fuck do you smell so good? It’s like I can’t get enough of it, no matter how close I get. I just want to bathe in it.”

“How you managed to control yourself around us until now is rather impressive,” Halstead commented. “It’s taking everything I’ve got not to just ravage you against the wall.”

“I’d be okay with that,” she commented in a soft, sultry voice. “I’m not shy when it comes to sex.”

“That is becoming rather evident,” I interjected as I turned the handle and shoved open the door to the nest.

Whoever H bought this house from must have had a specialty designer put this space together because the layout was amazing. The bed sat in a half-moon alcove that you could pull gauzy drapes together and make more private. Vaulted ceilings in a sloping peak formation gave the room a spacious feel. I walked over to the double doors and pulled them open, revealing a patio that looked out over the backyard. The soft evening breeze made the curtains dance at its touch.

Other than the window seat couch and the bed, there wasn’t much in this room. We never really planned on needing to use it at this point in our lives. Ruth always kept up hope and made sure to clean it once a month. Thankfully, she did so the quick refreshes she did of the space could be done in the time we gave her heads-up from the restaurant. She even managed to get a small couch and simple coffee table up here. A cooler full of water bottles and sports drinks, a container of ibuprofen, and various bowls full of snacks were on the coffee table.

That woman was awfully presumptive for selecting things she felt we’d need, but I couldn’t blame her. While none of us were spring chickens, we weren’t geriatric either. However, something about turning forty sure made your body ache in ways it hadn’t before. Thankfully, we were incredibly active and worked out, knowing we couldn’t afford to let our bodies slow us down.

“God, yes, keep doing that,” Lainey moaned, making my cock pulse at the sound.

Looking over at the bed, Halstead had stripped Lainey out of her dress, and he was shirtless. The sight of her sprawled across the bed, hair loose in the soft moonlight with my lover’s face back between her legs had me groaning. I made quick work of removing my clothes, folding them, and placing them neatly on the couch. Padding over to the bed, I found the alcove fit the massive bed and left more than enough room for us to move on either side.

Lainey’s hands gripped the sheets as she thrashed her head from side to side at whatever Halstead was doing to her. Her mouth was open in a silent scream of pleasure as her back arched. I almost hated to intrude on the moment, but I couldn’t hold back anymore and climbed up beside her. Taking her hand, I freed the sheet and gave her my cock to hold onto. She opened her glassy eyes to look at me with her heat back in full force.

“Come closer,” she instructed, giving my cock a slight tug. “I want to taste you.”