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Killian kisses Reyna, swallowing her moans as she humps up into Stone's hand. Her slick has soaked through the fabric of her panties and the sleep shorts at this point, leaving physical evidence of her arousal.
"Damn, yeah, this is your first time, isn't it? Not just your first heat," I whisper back to Milo, trying to keep my voice down so we don't distract Reyna. Well, scratch that, I think she's distracted enough right now, but I think Milo needs a bit of private reassurance.
I clap a hand on his shoulder.
"You've got nothing to worry about," I say.
"But—but I have no idea what I'm doing. When—when Reyna and I were making out last time, she took her shirt off and I—I—" He glances over my shoulder and his expression falls as he watches Killian, Reyna, and Stone together.
I glance down at his boxers. He's definitely turned on right now, but it seems like there's something else going on.
"What happened?" I ask, my brows drawing down. "Actually, scratch that. Here, let's try and put together an actual nest for Reyna out of all this stuff. She's probably going to be too preoccupied to do that."
Milo and I move further into the nest, starting to arrange our selection of the softest pillows and blankets into a large circular pile together.
"Okay, now you can tell me what happened," I say. "We've got a bit more space."
"I came in my pants," he mumbles, fluffing a pillow. "She took her shirt off and got on my lap, and I couldn't even last a second. How the hell am I supposed to last if I'm actually—actually inside of her?"
Damn. Sometimes I forget that he's a virgin. I don't make it a habit to think about my pack members' sex lives. But given the situation, I get why he's anxious.
"Hey, I don't blame you," I say. "When Reyna and I were making out in the kitchen for the first time,Ithought I was going to come in my pants. Part of it is just because she's well, you know?—"
"Her," Milo says wistfully, finishing my sentence for me.
"Exactly. She's a whole lot of omega—anyone with eyeballs would be able to see that—andshe's our scent match. But here, when it comes to you not knowing what to do, you're not alone here, got that? All four of us are going to help her through her heat together."
"But—but what if I can't—can't perform very well?"
"Milo," I say, gripping his shoulders and forcing him to actually make eye contact with me. "Her heat is going to last around threedays. One, you'll have plenty of time to learn. Two, her hormones are still pretty tame because her heat is just starting, and I don't think any of our dicks have gotten soft a single time. You'll be fine, I promise."
"You're sure?"
"I'm sure."
Reyna's moans reach a fever pitch and she lets out a strangled gasp as she, presumably, comes all over Stone's fingers.
"Let's go show her our handiwork," I say, nodding towards the circle of blankets and pillows we've made.
"O—okay," Milo nods.
CHAPTER 42
Reyna
I've had nightmares about the first heat I've had. Even though the wintertime sucks, I sometimes find myself preferring the chill because it's the exact opposite of the memories I have of the burning, unending pain of that first heat.
But this heat is different. As I come on Stone's fingers with Killian's expensive black tea scent swirling around me as he kisses down my neck, I know I'll be taken care of.
Even though the waves of cramps that hit me are, frankly, terrifying, having all four of my guys here with me soothes the omega part of my brain.
My slick gushes into Stone's hand, and he lets out a groan that vibrates throughout his chest and into mine.
"God, you're stunning when you fall apart like that," he murmurs.
"Your perfume is absolutely divine," Killian hums, brushing his slight five o'clock shadow along the crook of my neck, scent-marking me.
"How are you feeling?" Stone asks, helping me sit up a little straighter.
