Page 55 of Rescue Me

"You're doing so well, my sweet Beta," she whispers between kisses. "You're amazing, beautiful, and a perfect addition to our pack."

Her words send a thrill through me and I cling to her, my hands gripping her shoulders. Zana's movements become more urgent, her pace increasing. She pulls back, her eyes reflecting the same passion I feel. “Ready, baby?”

I nod as she leans down, her lips brushing over my shoulder before pain shoots through my body quickly replaced by pleasure. Her teeth sink into my skin, Zana growling as she claims me, tying the three of us together. But it’s not enough, even as the faint notes of Ethan’s enthusiasm and Zana’s steadying control slip into my mind.

With a primal urge, I sit up, my hands reaching for Zana's waist. I scoot back until I’m free of the dildo before hastily undoing the straps. The same need from a few nights ago when I first fucked her surges through me, the need to claim my Alpha taking over my rational mind. She’s staring down at me with love as I fumble with the straps before lying her on her back and then sliding into her pussy.

I thrust into her with abandon, my hips slamming against hers, our skin slapping together in a frenzied rhythm. Zana's eyes blaze with passion as she meets my thrusts with equal fervor, her nails digging into my shoulders. The feeling of being inside her, of claiming her as my own, sends me over the edge.

And that’s when the bond truly snaps in place, Zana sucking her bite into her mouth. I bury my head in her neck as she nurses the wound, the feeling of home overwhelming as I catch their emotions surrounding mine.

A grunt tears from my throat as I come hard, spilling into her, Zana following seconds later as her pussy strangles my cock and locks us together. It’s a perfect union even as I try not to scream with the pleasure she’s giving me. I flop against her chest, unable to do anything else until her lock releases, Ethan moving closer to steal a kiss.

This is what I’ve been missing.

The laughter, the feeling of family,a bond.

I finally know where I belong and it’s right here. My lids flutter close, Zana’s laugh catching me off guard. “Reid, baby, I’m not done with you yet.”

Chapter thirty-three

ZANA

I wake up in the warmth of the nest, the scent of sandalwood and summer wrapping around me like a blanket. For a moment, I don’t move. I just let myself breathe, let myself sink into the peace of this moment. A morning in the nest morphed into the entire day, Ethan content to keep us here and bring snacks when someone’s stomach grumbled. And now, the next morning, I’m ready for something a little more stimulating.

Ethan is snuggled up on one side of me, his head tucked into my shoulder, mouth slightly open as soft little snores escape. Reid is on my other side, his hand resting on my stomach, his fingers brushing against my skin like he can’t quite believe I’m real.

Reid’s already awake, his hazel eyes fixed on Ethan. There’s something in his expression I haven’t seen before—soft, unguarded, amusement. He’s silently laughing, his lips twitching as he watches Ethan drool onto my chest.

“Charming, isn’t he?” I murmur, keeping my voice low so I don’t wake the little snorer.

Reid snorts softly, shaking his head. “He’s ridiculous,” he says, but the affection in his voice betrays him. “I didn’t think anyone could snore and look this adorable at the same time.”

“He’s a talented Omega,” I tease, running my fingers through Ethan’s curls. He sighs in his sleep, burrowing closer and my chest aches with how much I love them both.

Reid shifts slightly, turning his attention to me. His gaze flickers to the fresh bond mark on his shoulder, and I see him touch it absentmindedly like he’s checking to make sure it’s still there. “How are you feeling?” I ask, resting a hand over his.

“Never better.” For the first time, I think he means it. There’s no edge to his voice, no shadow lurking behind his words. Just truth.

I don’t press, don’t ask him to dig into the emotions that are probably still raw and tangled. Instead, I kiss his temple, lingering there for a moment before pulling back. “You hungry? Ethan was treating us like his baby birds all day yesterday.”

Reid laughs quietly, his eyes softening. “I don’t think I’ve ever been fed this much in my life. He even peeled my orange for me.”

“That’s Ethan for you. Acts of service are his love language.”

Reid’s expression turns thoughtful, and he looks at Ethan again, his fingers brushing lightly against the Omega’s arm. “I didn’t think... family could be like this,” he says, so softly I almost don’t hear it.

“This is what it’s supposed to be.”

He doesn’t say anything, but the look in his eyes says enough.

I press a kiss to his lips, lingering there for several seconds, before carefully untangling myself from the nest. Ethan whines softly in his sleep but doesn’t wake, curling into Reid instead. I chuckle under my breath as Reid automatically wraps an arm around him, pulling him close like it’s the most natural thing in the world.

“Go take your shower,” Reid murmurs, his voice low and warm. “I’ve got him.”

The water is hot, washing away the weight of the past few days, but the knot in my stomach doesn’t ease. Something feels... off. I try to push it away, but it lingers, gnawing at the edges of my peace. Yesterday was perfect, almost too perfect as we’re still weathering the storm that is the Wilhelms.

When I step out, towel wrapped around me, I grab my phone from the counter and see a missed call from Rourke. My gut twists as I hit redial, leaning against the sink as the call connects.

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