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Finn

NeverhadIever wanted to sleep with anyone after sex, but Isla was a joy to have in my arms as I cuddled her this morning. She tucked so perfectly inside my arms as she slept, and I couldn’t stop nuzzling against her neck as my cock rested between her ass cheeks.

I’d never had this feeling before, this overwhelming feeling that all I wanted to do was protect another. She brought out the primal instinct in me that wanted my omega. Never had I wanted to care for another like this.

She changed that. But I was still going to be the guy that spanked her until she cried, but I was going to hold her when she did.

Of course, nobody else would make her cry—else they would die.

I smiled at Harrison as he sang in the shower. The guy had been desperate for Isla from the moment he saw her—scented her—I wasn’t sure which.

I didn’t get the attraction at first, yes she was beautiful and charming, but her back chat was unappealing. Yet now all I wanted was to hear her sassy mouth and I wanted time to pass quickly so that I could have her in my arms again.

The petite girl with a sweet smile, blonde hair and expressive blue eyes. And now I knew she had a dirty side to her, one I knew she would let me explore.

I was in, yes I now agreed with Harrison that she was ours.

Harrison came out of the bathroom, a towel wrapped around his body as he towel-dried his hair. “Should we tell her we can’t wait for tonight? I want her pussy taking my knot again.”

“Sorry, but that’s mine tonight,” I said.

Harrison slapped me on the back. “You actually want to knot an omega. I thought you didn’t need it.”

“I felt every vibration against my cock as she fluttered around your knot. If you think I won’t experience our omega myself, you are kidding yourself.”

Harrison grinned. “Our omega... one night with her, and now she’s ours.”

“You called me up on purpose.” I arched an eyebrow as I stared at him. “You knew I wouldn’t be able to resist her once I was inside her body.”

“And it worked.”

“Holding her this morning worked. Scenting her, she felt... I don’t know... she felt like home.”

Harrison grinned and said, “She does and for that reason I think the bellhop might take a few hours off today and have lunch with her at the pool,” he said. “And then I’m going to knot her on the cabana bed as she tries to stay quiet with my thrusts.”

“You’re a menace,” I said, just a little jealous that Isla was his first, but laughed it off, because I could hardly be jealous of Harrison when he invited me into the bed last night. “She doesn’t know who we are yet?”

“She doesn’t need to,” Harrison said, strolling into his bedroom. “We’ll sit her down once King gets here, and then we can give her all the details.”

I waited for Harrison to dress and leave and spent the rest of the morning working on a new software program I was writing for the large payout machines.

We had punters who thought they could get past the current technology, make machines payout at their whim. But our machines were now protected internally, and this new software program was to scramble data that communicated with the machines externally.

I intertwined my fingers at the back of my head, pushing back into my chair and smiling to myself as I glanced at the time on my computer screen.

I switched on the camera to view the pool area, scanning the grounds for signs of Isla. Two pool cabanas were closed off to the camera. I smiled and shook my head as I thought of Harrison and Isla inside one.

But just at that moment, my cell chimed.

Harrison: Check Isla’s room. I can’t find her.

Me: Okay, give me 2 mins.

A quick tap of her room number on the keyboard and her room appeared on my screen.

There was nothing strange, but she wasn’t in her room.

Me: Not there. I’ll check the hotel cameras.

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