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Such a gentleman.
“No I’m not, I just want to appreciate this body for the first time when we’re alone and I get to worship it,” he countered. Oops, apparently, I was too sleepy to filter my thoughts and not just say them.
“Here, you need food and water,” he said as he sat me up. I kept the blanket around me and watched as he twirled somepasta around the fork and held it up for me. “Open up, stubborn. I’ve got you.”
It was so weird being taken care of so intimately but I did as he asked. I’d only gone through one wave of Ollie’s heat so far and already I felt worked over. Once the first bite of my favorite cajun alfredo pasta hit my tongue I was a goner. I chewed and swallowed it before opening my mouth for another bite.
I’d eaten the entire plate before I realized it and he was pushing a bottle of water to my lips. I drank that down as well before I finally focused on him.
My cheeks warmed as I met his gaze. How had I kept my distance from these men for so long?
They were caring and attentive, wanted me on levels I never realized… or neverletmyself realize.
“Can I get you anything else?” he asked as he smoothed my hair behind my ear. His fingers skimmed over my bite mark and he smiled to himself. I was relieved to see he was happy about the mark his brother gave me. He didn’t say anything more and I was grateful. I needed recovery time first.
“I just have to go to the bathroom,” I said, glancing down at Ollie who Spencer was coaxing to eat even as he writhed against the blankets.
“Don’t go,” Ollie protested but Adam wasn’t having it.
“You eat if you want her again. She’ll be waiting in a proper bed this time,” Adam said in a commanding tone. Ollie opened his mouth to say something but Spencer shoved a bite of pasta into his mouth instead.
Ollie chewed and glared at his brother as Adam helped me stand and paused only long enough for me to slip on my shoes. I wrapped the blanket around myself and walked off to the bathroom. I wanted a shower more than anything as their cum dripped down my legs but desperate times meant no shower yet.
Once I closed myself inside the bathroom, I took care of business before grabbing a bunch of paper towels and wiping down my sweat and cum coated skin.
It wasn’t perfect but I felt a whole lot more human. I’d never been more glad of my designation than I was at this moment.
I couldn’t imagine losing my mind to heat fog like Ollie had. Though, I was definitely enjoying the benefits. It was also nice to see the pack working together without tension as we took care of our omega.
Ollie’s cries rang out through the bar and I knew my time was up. I tossed the last of the paper towels away and wrapped the blanket around me before following the sounds of my omega in the storage room.
My jaw dropped when I stepped inside. They truly had transformed it into a temporary nest. The walls were covered in large white sheets to block out the wood paneling completely. They’d hung string lights for warm light and ignored the hanging bulb completely.
The floor was covered in a plush rug that was soft under my bare feet once I’d kicked my shoes off at the door.
A king-sized air mattress that had blankets took up the space, including items from Ollie’s own bed and random bits of clothes tucked around it.
“Is that my apron?” I asked, amused as I blinked at the one I thought I lost last year.
It looked like Spencer had finally given into the fog, as he had Ollie face down, ass up, plowing him into the mattress with a sense of determination. My apron pressed against Ollie’s face as he looked at me needily.
Fuck, they were beautiful together. I could already feel myself growing wet again at the sight, their scents only adding to it. Being concentrated in a smaller room definitely hit me harder.
“Yes,” Ollie said, “but you’re so much better than the apron. It’s barely helped me through my heats and doesn’t smell like you as much anymore. I needed something that smelt like home, the random alphas didn’t smell right.”
My jaw dropped at his words. He’d been taking something of mine with him? He was riding out his heats?
He wasn’t going to say more on the matter, he was already whimpering and grabbing for me, tugging me back to the bed and letting my blanket fall away.
“Mine.”
“Yours,” I agreed.
Chapter Thirteen
Adam
The sound of Lindsay being fucked senselessly was etched into my brain. My cock had been hard the entire time and I was on edge enough my teeth were gritting.