Page 19 of My Begrudging Scent Matches

“Caleb, give me your knot,” she says. “Alpha… please.”

This breaks him, he has no cool nor control once she asks so nicely, calling him what he is. Caleb slides his cock home and at the feel of it, they both moan.

With Grant’s chest pressed against Alice’s back, Grant gives the pair his endless string of dirty words and encouragement asking them how it feels, if sinking into her is like coming home, if she likes to be fucked by her Alphas.

Grant reaches between Caleb and Alice, grabs Caleb’s knot, and squeezes while Caleb pumps his shaft into her.

“Caleb’s got a big knot, baby. Bigger than mine, it’s going to make you so full.”

“Christ,” Caleb chokes out, his thrusts becoming more haphazard at Grant’s pressure on his knot. Alice didn’t know it would be like this, her Alphas touching each other, kissing, and sharing their affection—it’s hot as fuck and her hips move on their own accord in an attempt to take Caleb deeper.

“Take our mate now, Caleb, show her how good it can feel to have you.”

Grant moves his hands beneath Alice’s knees where he pulls her open wider for Caleb. Caleb’s knot slides into her and swells; the sensation becomes too much—she’s too full, too sensitive, too hot. She couldn’t hold herself back from coming even if she wanted to.

The orgasm ricochets through her, making her clamp down on Caleb’s knot, taking everything he can give her until he’s wrung out and slumped on top of her. She’s high off of the sounds he’s making, his grunts and groans, the way he’s lost any ounce of his usual professional composure.

They’re a pile of bodies, Alice sandwiched between them as they come down. The heat in her ebbs and their scents wash across the room and coat her senses. Theirs mix with hers, blending to make a heady, perfect scent. Something complete.

She drifts to sleep then. The pain in her abdomen abates. She’s not in her home, but she knows that she’s safe.

She’s taken care of for now.

seven

Alice doesn’t know how many days pass in her heat, only the delirium of it.

She is aware of her body, the pain that radiates through her insides tearing up her veins until one of her Alphas gives her relief. She can’t stop crying if they aren’t both there with her when she wakes, but the tears are short-lived.

She didn’t speak much, but she knew that she begged them to complete the mating bond and make her theirs forever. Alice will be thankful later that they didn’t give in to this request, considering she couldn’t think straight, or could hardly think at all. Her days are spent sleeping and knotting and being fussed over by the warmest men she’s ever known.

And then it breaks.

When her eyes blink open, Alice gains awareness of the room she’s spent the last unknown number of days in. The scent of the three of them is heavy like a blanket. The room is cozy with substantial blackout curtains over the windows, and strands of dim yellow lights are hung on the walls. The sound of running water trails into the room through one of the doors.

Tucked beneath a heavy arm, she’s barely covered by the soft linens on the bed. When she peers over her shoulder, she finds Caleb softly snoring. He’s got the dark shadows of a beard, and his bare shoulder leads to a smooth torso she can’t see the rest of.

There’s a bright light coming from beneath the door, but after a few minutes, the light clicks off before the handle slowly turns, pushing the door open into the room. It’s Grant wearing only a pair of sweatpants that hang low on his hips. His eyes go straight to Alice’s. She stares back at him.

“Did it break?” he asks, his voice quiet enough to not wake Caleb.

She nods, and though her right mind has returned, her body hasn’t gotten the memo. She feels like she might start sniffling if he doesn’t start touching her again. She holds out a hand for him and he rushes across the room to take it, kneeling next to the bed to press soft, long kisses on her forehead, cheeks, and eyelids.

“Are you feeling okay?” Grant searches her face and uses one hand to hold her palm to his chest. There’s a soft purring there.

“I feel weak, I think I need to shower, but I don’t . . .” Alice’s voice croaks, and her lips start to wobble against her best efforts.

“Oh, baby,” Grant says, all sympathy, and presses another firm kiss to her temple. “I’m going to help you, okay?”

She’s too tired to be embarrassed and just lets him guide her out of the bed and into the bathroom, leaving Caleb to roll over and sleep a while longer. There’s no doubt that he’s exhausted from helping her through her heat.

Grant turns on the bathroom lights but dims them using a slider so they’re about as low as the other room, then messes with the shower knobs until water starts spraying into the tub. Steam swims from around the curtain. He swipes his hand under it a few times before stripping out of his pants and bringing her, already naked, in with him.

Alice watches Grant clean her as confidently as everything else he does, with complete ease at the task at hand. He slathers soap around her body using his warm hands to wash her.

Her cheeks and neck are set aflame as he scrubs her breasts and between her legs, but she’s not filled with the overwhelming need she remembers.

“How many days?” she asks as he massages shampoo into her scalp.

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