Page 80 of Knight Life In Vegas

She obviously knew the cashier very well, flirting ostentatiously as he rang through all of Charlotte’s purchases. “Jude is my store buddy,” Madison explained. “I know what I want, but I’m not always tall enough to reach it.”

“I’m pretty sure she’s bought the entire store at this point,” Jude replied with an easy smile.

Given our current stockpile, I wouldn’t be at all surprised if that statement was true.

“I’ve gotta finish picking things out for my orders,” Madison announced after I paid. “Have fun setting up your nest.”

She gave Charlotte a hug and me a cheeky salute before enlisting Jude to help her gather up some coordinated towel sets.

Charlotte was quiet the whole drive back, and her eyes were misty as she added each of her new pieces into her nest. By the time the last item was in, tears were silently tracking down her cheeks. “I love it. Thank you, Beau. I don’t deserve your generosity, but?—”

I pulled her close, muffling her words against my chest. She nuzzled against me, fingers clutching the back of my suit jacket. “Hush. You deserve more than I can ever give you, and even though we can’t be together, I’m still going to strive to make sure you believe that.”

Rolling around naked in my new nest like a contented rotisserie chicken wasn’t how I thought I would end my day. But it felt so good I couldn’t stop. Everything was impossibly soft against my skin and I never wanted to stop touching it. I burrowed to the bottom of the pile, wiggling this way and that to find the most comfortable position. My purrhadn’t stopped since my first descent, instinct controlling every movement.

My old nest was only a vague memory. Andrew had dismantled it bit by bit after we’d moved in together, but only after we were married and trying for babies. This nest was brand-new, every dollar spent on it exclusively for my comfort.

Beau cleared his throat and I peeked through the gaps in the pillows to see him standing in the doorway. “Should I sleep on the couch tonight?”

“Absolutely not. You bought me the best present I’ve gotten in decades. There’s no way you’re sleeping on the couch.”

I popped out the top of the pillow mountain, relieved when there was no annoyance in his expression, only quiet amusement.

“I’m glad you like it so much.”

“Get naked,” I chirped, descending back inside, purr roaring like a buzz saw.

Beau closed the door behind him and stripped down, standing silently next to the nest until I rearranged the pile enough to make space for him.

“Jesus,” he murmured as he sank down. “It’s like a cloud.”

“I know!” I trilled as pure omega joy surged through me. “It’s amazing!”

I snuggled down next to him, pressing my back against him and dragging his arm over top of me so he turned to cocoon around me. All my instincts singing was making me a bit feral, my teeth aching to bite the alpha who had given me this gift. Maybe those instincts were stronger because I had spent so long suppressing them. Whatever the reason, I was struggling not to listen. I wedged his hand up by my face and locked my teeth around the fleshy part beneath his thumb. Not hard enough to break skin, just to soothe the desire.

“What’s happening right now?” Laughter teased in his words.

I was purring too hard to answer.

Instead of admonishing me, Beau simply sighed with a soft smile and moved closer, curling his legs up so the back of my thighs were cradled like the rest of me, his own purr rumbling to life in my ear. The only thing that would make this better was a nest big enough to fit all of my alphas and all four of them wrapped around me right now.

I wasn’t used to purring this much, the vibration making me itchy and squirmy. I wiggled in his embrace until his cock stirred to life. My whine was muffled with my teeth still fastened against him, but hopefully the deliberate rocking of my hips against him would be invitation enough.

Beau nuzzled my hair. “You want me to fuck you in your new nest, omega?”

I whined in response, only nodding a little, afraid to hurt him when my teeth refused to let go. It took only a few shifts before the tip of his cock notched my entrance.

“Look at you, already wet for me.” He purred, stroking my cheek with his. “Such a good omega.”

His words brushed over me like a tangible caress. Being called omega had been such a rarity for me, and it tickled some primal part of my brain. I squeezed my eyes shut, panting and brushing the edge of feral as he began to slide in. I had already been intending to ask him to help me christen the nest, but that was before instinct took over and rendered me barely capable of speaking.

His first thrust forced out a muffled moan. “I can’t get the best leverage in this position so it’ll be a little slower than last time.”

I didn’t want slow. I wanted to be railed, but I could try to be patient. The glide of him in and out had me shaking, too many hormones flooding my system. Was this how proper omegas felt with their alphas? Had I been suppressed and controlled for solong I didn’t even recognize it? The nest had unlocked parts of me I’d thought were long buried and I struggled to cope with so many new sensations.

Beau fucked me slowly until I was ready to crawl out of my own skin from the need to be taken hard and fast. After I had silenced all the omega screaming in my head, he could take me as slow as he wanted, but for now, I needed more.

I pushed him away with my feet and adjusted myself so I was flat on my back, my teeth still snared on his hand. Spreading my thighs to him, Beau changed positions so the weight of him pressed me into the nest.

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