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To our nest.
To our pack.
I tuck my head against his chest as the world starts to spin in a dizzying heat spike. It’s going to be a long next few days.
At least I have my pack beside me.
CHAPTER 18
Carson
It hits out of nowhere.One minute I’m finishing up in the garden for the day and the next I’m hit with an absolute wall of Josie’s scent upon entering the house. The floral and honey is so strong I can almost taste it,feelit.
Josie’s in heat.
I hear her shower running down the hall near her bedroom and head that way only to be intercepted by Brooks.
“Luke’s with her, cleaning her up.” He’s got pillows and blankets from the living room in his hands. “I’m helping with the last few touches to her nest that she requested. Can you make her some tea and grab some muffins and chocolate from her stash?”
My eyes widen. The way they’re both already moving in sync with everything our omega asks is heart-warming. It’s sort of everything I didn’t know I needed. I’ve always thought of having a pack and family, and obviously an omega comes as part of that, but I didn’t really think it’d would ever happen by this age. Thirty-five is an admittedly older age to be finally settling down with a pack. But life has thrown each member of Wild Skies Ranch more than a few curve balls.
The important thing is we’re here now, together, and it’s Josie’s first heat with us.
I give Brooks a sharp nod and hurry into the kitchen. I’m sweaty and so are my clothes, and honestly I should probably clean up before going in there but I’m not going to make my omega wait, especially not while she’s in heat.
I grab what I need from the kitchen along with several bottles of water because she’ll need those, too. By the time I make it back to her bedroom nest, Brooks and Luke have closed the blinds and turned on twinkling faerie lights. Josie lies in her bed in nothing but her raw naked beauty. Sweat lines her brow and her cheeks are flushed, but her hazel eyes are wild and wide. She tracks our movements and pulls us in closer if she can grab our hands.
I sit beside her on the bed. Luke and Brooks follow.
“Thank you,” Josie says as she breaks into a bar of chocolate.
“Of course,” Brooks purrs as he brushes a fallen lock of brown hair out of her face. “Anything else we can get for you, angel?”
Josie takes another bite of chocolate and then sets the bar on her bedside table. “Just you three.”
She reaches for all of us and we fall into a mess of limbs and kisses hotter than any trail blazed by fire. Josie is soaked. I foresee many sheet changes over the next few days, and I make a mental note to order more sheets for delivery as soon as possible—a thought quickly placed to the back burner when Josie’s lips close around my cock and she suckles because it soothes her. I brush her hair back while Luke and Brooks drive their knots into her.
And so it goes, repeating every few hours whenever her heat fever spikes.
We take turns, not just with her, but with the entire ranch that still has to be run. While one of us alphas stays with Josie,another will go about their daily chores at a minimum, and the other takes care of the house. Cooking, cleaning, taking care of the animals and garden, taking care ofJosie.
It’s a lot. But it’s also more natural than anything I’ve ever done before.
Taking care of my omega with my pack is more natural to me than breathing.
Maybe it’s because I’ve run start-ups. Large-scale projects with a small amount of staff is nothing new to me. But I don’t think it’s that. This, taking care of our omega, is what we’re meant to do. It’s in our DNA, the parts of us that form our designation.
So Luke, Brooks, and I, we follow that instinct and we work in tandem. And any time it ever seems like it’s far too much, we retreat into Josie’s nest and rest with her. We ease her heat when it burns brightest, and when it wanes, we let her sleep.
Everything moves perfectly, and on what Josie believes is the last day of her heat since it’s begun to fully wane, she draws us in for a night of just us. Our pack, our bodies, and our love working in unison to draw pleasure for each of us, not just her. To satisfy all our needs, not just hers.
It’s only once her teeth have sunk into my shoulder as she rides me that I realize she had a plan all along. I hiss a little out of surprise.
She looks down at me devilishly. “You’re not the only ones who can claim someone.”
She can’t, like not alphas can, but I understand what she means. My omega has officially chosen me—us. I pull her down for a heated kiss and hold her tight while I drive my knot up into her. She rides it and another orgasm out and then reaches for Luke and Brooks, whose hands and mouths are on other parts of her body. We shift in this reaching, and she’s astride Luke with Brooks behind her when she pulls Brooks’s arm over hershoulder and bites him before leaning down to bite Luke’s chest just below his collarbone. It drives them as wild as it did me, and they finish in a collective gasp of euphoria.
“Now,” Josie says, still with their knots inside her, as she stretches out her arms. “Claim me. Give me your marks.”
