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I wanted to keep them safe.
I glanced up, finding Usman’s gaze fixed on me.
He looked away shyly and my chest squeezed.
I wanted to ask him so many things, like why he was on the street and how he and Wren had found each other, but my gaze dropped lower, and I realized that he was still hard, his cock unspent.
Of course. We’d been so selfish, Wren using Usman’s body for extra stimulation, me busy fucking his tight heat, Usman’s pleasure forgotten.
“Do you want me to...”
I found myself gesturing to Usman’s cock and he curled into a ball around it, shaking his head.
“I’m fine.”
I wanted to press. To finish him because it felt cruel not to, but he was clearly against the idea, and I couldn’t blame him. He didn’t know me. He wasn’t in heat. There was no need to if he didn’t want to.
At that moment, my knot began to ease from Wren’s hole, slowly releasing me.
I allowed myself to slip out of the delicious heat, then laid there for a moment, still holding Wren, wondering what came next.
I didn’t know how this worked. I had never been with a street omega before, or any omega other than Ari. Did I just walk away? That seemed so cold.
But they would probably prefer to be left alone, so I forced myself to sit up, then went around the room, pulling my clothing back on, feeling like a stranger in my own skin.
Usman wasn’t watching me anymore.
He seemed to have fallen asleep too, but when I went to the bed and began to pull the covers up around them, he opened his eyes and helped me.
“The room is paid for until tomorrow at eleven,” I said. “They have my card downstairs, so order anything you two would like, okay?”
He looked up at me, his expression unreadable and then nodded.
“Thank you,” he whispered.
Nodding, I turned to leave.
Then, before reaching the door, I paused, turned back, and scribbled my number across the top of the notepad sitting next to the phone.
If Usman saw me do it, he didn’t react. I didn’t know why I had even bothered. I didn’t need to see them again.
At least, I didn’t want towantto see them again.
Part of me wished this was nothing more than a dirty secret I would keep to myself. Yet as I reached my car, I looked back up at the hotel, gaze seeking out my room window where the two omegas were doubtless still snuggled up under the covers.
It hadn’t felt dirty or wrong. My only regret was that I was leaving their warmth so soon.
Chapter Three
WREN
I sleptfor most of the day, waking up some time in the evening, ravenous with hunger.
I was wrapped up in blankets, cozier than I could ever remember being, and incredibly relaxed.
The room I had taken no notice of when I’d been carried in, was fancier than any hotel room I’d ever been in. There was a shiny glass-topped desk and a swivel chair in front of the window, and a large, velvety armchair on the other side of the room. And the bed was huge—more than enough for three people.
Manny was sitting at my side, looking lost in thought.
