Page 14 of Mistletoe Trio
Declan sat on my right and Austin on my left—only because I’d plopped myself between them. My heat was less than a day from starting, and I needed to surround myself with my alphas’ scents.
It was going to be a rough heat. I’d had ovulation cramps off and on all day, and for me that always meant it would be more intense. My dildo wasn’t going to be enough, but I didn’t have a choice.
“Do you want a heating pad?” Austin asked softly.
“Hmm?” I asked.
“You’ve been whimpering, and… well…”
Declan huffed. “How long until your heat starts?”
“Overnight or tomorrow,” I sighed.
“Austin, you make some tea and grab some suitable snacks. I’ll get the heating pad,” Declan ordered.
A few minutes later I was swaddled in a comfy blanket with a heating pad against my middle and a steaming mug of tea in my hands.
I sighed as my alphas returned to their spots on either side of me. They may have been oblivious to my desire to be their omega, but they knew how to care for me when I wasn’t feeling good.
“Slasher fic?” Declan asked.
I smiled. “You know me.”
Austin chuckled. “You always like slasher movies when you’re hurting.”
I hummed in agreement, nudged Declan with my shoulder until he shifted to a position that would let me rest against his chest, and propped my feet on Austin’s lap.
“Comfy?” Declan murmured, his hand trailing up and down my arm.
“Mm-hmm,” I replied.
Maybe they wouldn’t be breeding me for my heat, but they were there for me in every other way that mattered.
Terrified screams lulled me almost to sleep, though my cramps kept me from completely dozing off. Declan kept a protective arm around my middle while Austin lightly rubbed my legs.
Being there with them— like that— was just the kind of pre-heat relaxation I needed.
We were most of the way through the movie, and I'd been quietly resting with my eyes closed for some time when Austin spoke.
“This is nice,” he murmured. “Just the three of us like this. I wish it could be like this forever.”
“Mm-hmm,” Declan agreed.
Something about their words made me almost irrationally angry. I'd spent the past month and a half going overboard trying to make that exact thing happen, and they still didn't get it.
I threw off the blanket, swung my legs off Austin’s lap, and got to my feet, glaring at my alphas.
“You fucking assholes!” I shouted.
“Jamie, wait,” Austin started. “It… I…”
I cut him off by fisting my hands in his shirt and yanking him to his feet. I dragged him to the arch where I'd had Declan hang the mistletoe and pointed up at it.
“Itcanbe like this forever! I hung the mistletoe here because I wanted to be kissed under it by the two of you! I fucking love your dumb asses!” Then I slammed our lips together.
Austin was stiff for several seconds—until I licked at the seam of his lips—then he opened with a soft moan.
I plunged my tongue into the warmth of his mouth, finally tasting one of my alphas. I explored him until I was almost lightheaded from lack of air before breaking the kiss.
