“Eli, what’s wrong?” I asked, stepping out of Fawn’s hold, but he grabbed my wrist to keep the kitchen counter between us.
“Fawn…” Eli bit out, “… said there was trouble. You needed me.”
My gaze snapped back to Fawn. “What did you say to him?”
The second I got Fawn’s text telling me something was wrong, I ran for the elevator. Wade had alerted me about the paparazzi he’d seen sniffing around my Omegas, and when Fawn didn’t respond, I thought the worst. The damn news hounds didn’t know the meaning of respecting personal space, let alone privacy. Thank fuck, Lyra’s building had a doorman, and they wouldn’t let anyone they suspected as being a paparazzi take one step inside. I’m fairly certain I broke every speed limit law and blew through a few red lights, but nothing was going to keep me from Lyra and Fawn.
If I’d thought I was overprotective toward Bailey-Rose, it was nothing compared to the feral nature that came out when it involved my Omegas. The second I pulled up to the building, I tossed my key to the valet and bolted up the steps, giving the doorman mere seconds to open the door. Thankfully, the elevator was ready and waiting, allowing me to immediately head up to Lyra’s floor. I silently thanked my mother that I remembered to knock before entering—she made sure good manners were beaten into our brains. Once in the apartment, I saw a movie paused and clothes on the floor, which should have prepared me for the scent of sex to slam into me.
For about a week now, I’ve ignored the telltale signs of an impending rut. The last thing I wanted to do was turn into a mindless rutting animal when I’d only just met my Omegas. Having gotten to know Fawn better, I knew he wouldn’t mind helping me through my rut, but Lyra wasn’t there yet. Now, here I stood in her apartment with Fawn buck-ass naked and Lyra only wearing a silk robe that gaped in the front revealing most of her breasts. My mouth went dry as my dick turned rock-hard, stealing the last bit of control I had.
“Oh shit,” Fawn swore, covering his mouth with both hands, eyes wide.
Lyra moved slowly as she walked past me and closed the front door I’d left wide open in my hurried entrance.
“Lie-Lie, I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean for you to think we were in any actual danger. Something embarrassing happened with Lyra when we were fooling around, and I was upset,” Fawn explained. “The first thing I thought to do was get one of the guys to help me, but I figured that out of everyone, she’d be more comfortable with you.”
With the door now closed, I was trapped in the most exquisite torture. My nose was filled with the scent of strawberries and lilac, causing my brain to short-circuit. I heard what Fawn said, but I struggled to respond as he came around the counter, revealing everything to me. Over the years, I’d been with men and women alike to deal with my urges. It was too dangerous to leave things unattended for too long, having an Omega in the house. Of course, I had zero sexual interest in my sister, but it doesn’t matter who the Omega was when the hormone cycles ran their course, it affected any Alpha nearby. Bailey-Rose was never in danger from me, but if I didn’t get my release one way or another, I turned into an asshole no one deserved to deal with. Things with Bailey-Rose and work had taken priority, and I was well overdue, leading me to be in this predicament.
I took two steps to close the distance between Fawn and myself, gripped his chin, and forced him to look up at me. “What happened?” I demanded.
Fawn fidgeted, and I caught sight of his cute little cock, now fully hard, begging for attention. He didn’t answer right away, choosing to close his eyes, take in a deep breath of my scent, and suck in his lower lip. A soft moan slipped out of his mouth which almost had the last fraying thread of reasonable thought snapping.
“Fawn, if you truly feel bad about sending me into a panic and rushing over here, then please answer my question,” I pressed.
What could have gone so wrong that he felt the need to call in backup? Lyra looked fine and didn’t seem to be upset, which made me think it might not be as big of a deal as he thought. He slowly opened his mesmerizing hazel eyes I loved to stare into, noting all the tiny details of how the green and brown colors swirled together.
“It’s so embarrassing, Lie-lie,” he whimpered. “Only a clueless idiot would do what I did.”
Letting out a breath, the tension in my body lessened slightly as my instincts demanded I take care of my distressed Omega. I rested my forehead against his and slipped my hand around the back of his neck, offering Fawn my support. “I promise not to judge you or use whatever you tell me against you. You’re always safe with me, sunshine, now and forever,” I promised.
“I-I tried to finger her, and instead of giving her any kind of pleasure, I had her balling up in pain,” Fawn said in one breath, rushing to get the words out. “How could I screw up so badly? I even tried it on myself to make sure what I was doing felt good.”
Sensing how upset he was, I wrapped him up in a hug, momentarily forgetting he was naked. As my hands curled around his pert ass, a possessive growl rumbled in my chest. With a life of its own, my pointer finger delved between Fawn’s cheeks and found its way to his little asshole. It took hardly any effort for the tip of my finger to slip inside up to the first knuckle with how wet he was. Fawn’s body shook as he clung to me, and only my grip on his ass kept his legs from going out from under him.
“Please, Daddy E, will you finger my ass and show me what I did wrong?” Fawn begged.
My cock pulsed hearing those dirty words tumbling out of Fawn’s mouth with such ease. I couldn’t help but be dominant in bed as I was in other parts of my life, but I hadn’t had anyone dare to call me… Daddy. To be honest, I’m not sure I would have welcomed it from anyone but my luscious strawberry and cream Omega.
“You have to earn your reward, sunshine,” I informed Fawn.
Removing my finger, I hoisted Fawn up and wrapped his legs around my waist before turning to find where my petal had gone. I found her sitting on the arm of the couch, clutching the top of her robe closed as she watched us. At first, I was worried she was upset that I was giving all my attention to Fawn until I noticed her other hand was slipped between her legs.
“Petal, were you touching yourself while watching us?” I asked, fighting against a smile, trying not to reveal how pleased I was that Lyra could be so affected by our actions.
Lyra’s answer was to lift her hand and show how her fingers glistened with slick. “Yes, Alpha.”
“Come here so I can clean those fingers for you,” I instructed.
She stood but surprised me when her robe fell in a puddle of fabric on the floor, revealing her body to me. Fuck, she was gorgeous. The way her hair caressed her shoulders and stopped just above the swell of her breasts was breathtaking. Lyra’s soft, creamy skin glowed, drawing me to her like a moth to a flame. I loved the curve of her hips and the round of her ass which was begging to feel my teeth. Lyra shaved from the neck down, leaving every smooth and supple part of her body exposed to me. My gaze drank in the sight of her, and I couldn’t wait to get both my Omegas to a bed so I could have my fill of them.
Lyra started to lift her hand, but it wasn’t happening fast enough, so I reached out, curled my fingers around her wrist, and tugged so she fell against me. “Tell me, sunshine, did you taste her pussy?” I inquired.
“Yes,” Fawn answered eagerly. “She tastes like heaven, slightly floral with a hint of citrus and all the sweetness.”
“Let’s see if you’re right,” I murmured before wrapping my lips around her two slick-soaked fingers. It was just as Fawn described, and what I remembered from that morning, I had Lyra sprawled out on the counter.
I slowly ran my tongue up her fingers, then swirled it as I sucked slightly, making sure I didn’t miss a single drop. Fiery need surged through me, and I knew I couldn’t fight against falling into rut. I withdrew her fingers and opened my eyes to meet her gaze.