Page 108 of Nest Of Lies

I close my eyes, thinking of the potential pain that’s coming our way. “Yes,” I whisper. “This is just a nest of lies,” I mutter under my breath.

Ianto sighs heavily and nods. “You’re in heat, Lia. You need help now. We can help you through this, and we can figure everything else out on the other side.”

“I don’t want this!” I snap.

“I know. I wish I could make it go away, but we can make it good for you, Lia. We can make these next few days painless and pleasurable, and we can give you that with no strings. No expectations. We’d do it because we care about you.”

I tense, thinking it over. My joints already ache, my stomach is in painful cramping knots, my slick has saturated my clothing. I’m cold and hurting. I want my pack.

I start to cry.

Ianto gets up and holds his hand out to me. “Just take my hand, Lia. Let us help you.”

I stare at those long, tattooed fingers, hands that I love. What will happen to me if they do this, if I give them my heat? How will I survive leaving?

Another cramp seizes me. I lift my fingers, and before we make contact, Ianto has me up in his arms. He takes me to the bed and strips me down. I expect him to do something, but he takes off his own clothes and returns to the bed, pulling the covers up and wrapping his body around me.

He’s so warm like a furnace.

“Just for a couple of days, let’s put everything else aside, except what’s going to happen. We have time to sort it out,” Ianto whispers as his hands stroke up and down my arms. I didn’t realise how cold I was until he wrapped himself around me.

Another person climbs into bed, sliding in to face me. Valen works his way closer until I’m sandwiched between their two super-heated bodies. But the warmer I get, the more the heat returns.

In minutes, I’m panting, restlessly squeezing my thighs together and rolling my hips.

“Okay, Lia, we need to know what you want to do!” Valen murmurs. “Tell me to make you feel good, baby.”

I open my mouth, and the words pour out.

Valen instantly slides down the bed, disappearing under the covers. He lifts my thigh up, and Ianto grabs me under the knee, pulling me wide open. Valen makes a purring sound under the blanket and dives in, lapping voraciously. There’s no teasing, soft licks, he just devours, sucking and thrusting his tongue into me in wild abandon.

I cry out and suddenly go stiff as he plunges three fingers deep into me.

“So good,” I hear him mutter.

But I’m blind to everything but what he’s doing. Ianto kisses my shoulder, and his hand slides up to cup my breast, teasing my nipple with tweaks.

The first wave of pleasure smashes into me unexpectedly. Valen groans and laps through every shudder I make.

“Where are the others?” I ask. I’m desperately trying to hang onto the clarity I’ve got. Where are they? I’m afraid to lose myself in these feelings. Afraid to let go.

“They are here, watching,” Ianto whispers and lifts his hand and points. Ranger and Mills are lingering near the door.

But in the dark shadows, I see Zaden, and everything stops. I hurt him. I can see the uncertainty in his gaze. No, I can’t leave things like this.

“Stop.”

Ianto and Valen roll away from me immediately. I sit up, kneeling on the bed, staring at the alpha watching me. There are a million things between us: words, wants, fears, wishes. But he’s always made me feel safe.

I’m too scared to call for him.

What right do I have to call for this alpha who isn’t mine?

As if he hears the silent words, he approaches the bed. He’s just wearing a pair of jeans, nothing else. The sight is so him, the him that I see when I steal into the mansion, the him I find in the office working. Zaden, who I’ve spent hours stalking and watching.

I bow my head, unable to meet his eyes.

He reaches out and cups the side of my face. “Lia, what are you doing?”

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