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I sigh, running a hand through my hair before I pull her close. Walking us beneath the warm spray, I rub my palms up her arms and neck, cupping her face much more gently this time.
“Taking care of you is my responsibility, Omega. Please let me wash you, then we can go back to the nest and we will knot you while you eat something.”
Her arms cross over her chest, but she says nothing. My hands move quickly, soaping her body and cleaning her skin. Its mild sea breeze scent doesn’t wipe our scents from her skin, which would have made her more crazed than she already is.
This heat has been intense. All of us are exhausted. Our cocks spent and chafed from days of sating our mate’s need. Five long, tiring days, and it still hasn’t broken.
Part of me thinks she is waiting for something. More likelysomeone. The accidental bonding between Lex and Ridley has thrown a wrench in things. Making our Omega question her connection to Lex.
Rinsing the soap from her hair, she whines and shifts on her feet. Antsy as her need swells once again. I shut the water off and towel-dry both our bodies. Her arms wrap around my neck, lips pressing to mine as she devours me. Sweet wetness grinds against my cock, drawing a groan from my lungs.
“Come here, Omega,” Creed calls when we walk into the nest. He takes her from my arms and carries her to the center of the room. As much as my cock swears we should join them, I’m starving and in desperate need of a drink, so I leave them be.
Clad only in a pair of boxers, I make my way down to the kitchen. Food sits on the island, pulled from the stove by Lex, who is seated on one stool. I make myself a plate and dig in.
“Was her last heat this… crazed?”
I hum, chewing the bite I’d just taken before responding. “No. She used a low-dose suppressant last time.”
He nods, shoulders tense as he stands and takes his plate to the sink.
“Have you decided whether you will bond her during this heat?”
My question makes him freeze, his guard going up. Breaking through to him is like trying to use a hammer to batter my way through steel bricks. Frustrating, slow going, and damn near impossible.
“Look,” I sigh, pushing my empty plate away. “I didn’t want to say anything, but I think you need to.” He turns to glare at me, an expression I quickly match as I explain my theory about his bite on Ridley and Bea’s reaction to it.
Lex deflates, leaning back against the sink with a torn expression. “Not that I don’t want to share that connection with her, or that I’m not ready. She isn’t clearheaded enough to consent to our bonding. The last time we spoke, we both decided we weren’t ready. If I bond her now, I could steal that decision from her.”
Folding my hands together on the counter, I let the anger fall from my face. “Or you could give her something she is too afraid to voice. Sabine wants you, Lex. Has always wanted you. It was only your actions toward her that prevented her from admitting it.”
“You’re saying I should do it?”
“I’m saying she’s afraid. Of your pushing her away again. Of being too much. Too clingy; too needy. Feelings that only you can resolve.”
Nudging him aside, I rinse my plate and slide it into the dishwasher. Before leaving the kitchen, I make a plate for Bea and grab a small dish of protein-packed ice cream. Any way we can get calories into her body.
I leave Lex to think about everything. No one will force this decision on him. He has to choose for himself.
CHAPTER 40
It’smidnight when I’m woken by a sniffling, whining Omega trying to bury her way beneath my arm. Seeing her like this hurts. The tears on her face and the pain in our bond.
“Come here, brat,” I whisper, pulling her into my arms. I carry her into the outer room of her nest, hoping the darkened sky will be enough to keep her calm.
Sliding to my knees, I slowly shift until I’m lying down with Bea’s knees on either side of my head. Her palms brace against the windows, eyes locked on my face as she hovers above me.
“Sit,” I command, gripping her thighs and spreading her legs wider so she has no choice but to settle her sweet pussy on my tongue.
My eyes glue to hers as I lick her in slow, exploring stripes. The honeyed flavor of her slick explodes across my tongue. Fuck, she tastes amazing. Sweet, citrusy, with a tart undertone.
Groans rattle through the small room as she grinds against my tongue, using me to get herself off. I grip her thighs tight enough to bruise, loving the thought of her waking with my marks on her body. My nose bumps her clit as she rocks, tongue spearing deep into her core. Slick pours down through the stubble covering my chin and jaw as she gets closer to release.
One hand slaps down on her ass, three swats in rapid succession, before I soothe the tender skin. The pain adds to her pleasure, darkening her flavor in the most delightful way.
I slip two fingers beneath her thigh and spear them into her core at the same moment I suck her clit, hard. Bea screams, trembling and jerking her hips as she falls apart.
Urgency pounds through my body, louder than the beat of my heart. Flipping my mate onto her back, I slam my length inside of her. It’s savage. Primal. Perfect.
