Page 155 of Ashley & the A-Listers

“Holy shit,” Ashley said, eyes wide as Dylan stepped back to let her in.

Omega.

Her hindbrain lit up like a boulevard sign, instincts firing off, and the only thing she wanted was to find Cameron.

She barely managed to stop herself from marching down the hallway to the nest, where she belonged.

An omega was in need, and Ashley could make him feel better.

“Doesn’t get any realer than this,” she said, laughing softly.

If this was Cameron in full omega force, she’d really been underestimating the suppressants.

Dylan rolled his eyes. “Get in there.”

He gave her a little shove towards the hallway, and honestly… Ashley didn’t need any more encouragement.

She toed her shoes off at the mouth of the hallway and padded quietly to the door. Through the wood she heard the muffled whines of an omega in heat, and her hand wrapped around the knob before she could even consider knocking.

If his scent was strong by the entrance, it was ten times more potent in the nest itself, and her nostrils flared as his pheromones landed like candy on her tongue.

Cameron was in the center of it, surrounded by a mess of blankets and pillows, straddling River. Her gift was beneath him, right in the middle, and something like pride filled her.

“Alpha?” Cameron said, turning to face her.

His cheeks were flushed, and he was a tangle of limbs with River, whose lap Cameron was writhing above. Cam reached out to her and she was powerless to resist.

Ashley stepped down into the nest and threaded a hand through Cam’s hair as she stopped beside them. A purr spilled out of her, his scent filling her senses, his desperation tangible.

“You want an alpha, baby?”

He nodded, his cheek rubbing against her thigh through her leggings.

River’s face was red, skin sheened with sweat as she glanced down at him. “Are you good with this?” she asked, and nodded to Cameron.

“Not up to me,” River answered, and Cameron whined.

“Don’t talk over me,” he grumbled, and glared up at her.

“Sorry, sorry,” she said, and scratched her nails along his scalp. “Are you sure about this?”

Cam nodded, hips twitching where he was seated atop River, pulling a groan from the beta. “Yes, alpha,” he said, dragging out the first word with a bit of a whine.

Alpha.

Addressing her like such sent a thrill right through her.

Ashleywasthe alpha.

She glanced around the nest, spotting the half-full water bottles and pastry box as well as a little bento box. That must’ve been Dylan.

A smile tugged at her lips, affection striking her as she felt him distantly in the bond, just in the other room.

“You’ve eaten?” she asked.

River had an arm thrown over his head, lip bitten as he nodded. “After we called you.”

“Good,” she said, and tilted Cameron’s head back. His hips were making little half-aborted motions across River’s lap, cock bouncing shamelessly and weeping slick.

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