Page 13 of Heat Haven Holidays

“Sorry,” he says, kissing my head. Seems my Alphas got a little carried away with the hair pulling this heat. I smile at myself, thinking about how much I enjoyed it in the moment. His fingers are delicate as he lathers conditioner on my hair and uses a comb to get out all the knots and tangles.

“How was everything during my heat?” I ask him. Memories flash of me between my Alphas, under my Alphas, on top of my Alphas.

“Amazing,” he says, kissing my head again. His hand sliding to my stomach. “If you aren’t pregnant, I’d be shocked. The amount of cum in that room was obscene.”

I cover my mouth as a very snorty, un-cute laugh escapes me. I turn, my hair still covered in conditioner, and look at my stoic Alpha, who is grinning from ear to ear. “Would that make you happy?” I ask.

“It would make me feel beyond words, my sweet bonded.” I stretch on my tippy toes, placing a kiss on his sharp jaw.

“Me too, but if it didn’t happen, we will all just try again.” Not wanting to get his hopes up. While during my heat is the prime time to get pregnant. Getting pregnant outside of my heat is rare, but not impossible.

“Oh, what a shame it would be to have my sexy, naughty, little mate go into heat again. Begging for me to fuck her, knot her, and demanding she sit on my face.”

I playfully smack his chest and he smiles.

“Now, let’s get the rest of this rat’s nest out of your hair so I can feed you,” he says, smiling, and I turn around. I bask in his care as he helps me with my hair, washes my body, and places gentle kisses on my freshly washed skin as he cleans me.

Once I’m clean to Kenji’s satisfaction, he dries me off with a towel like I’m spun glass and sits me on the vanity while he gathers my clothes. When he comes back, I smile so hard my face hurts.

He’s wearing red plaid pajama bottoms with a red long sleeve shirt that says ‘Happy Heatmas.’ But the best part is the outfit he puts me in is exactly the same. The same red shirt and pajama bottoms along with adorable Christmas tree fluffy socks.

“You ordered the pajamas?” I ask him, massive smile still in place. He scoffs.

“Fucking Freddie,” he says and I laugh.

“I love them.”

He kisses my cheek as he pulls the shirt over my head. “That’s the only reason I’m wearing it.”

“Everyone has a set?” I ask. He nods his head and I giggle.

“Even got Binx a bandana that matches.”

“Oh, where is my baby?”

“Downstairs, let’s get some food into you, and rest.” I nod my head, feeling tired from standing up in the shower and the excitement of matching Christmas pajamas.

Kenji brings everything to the nest, so I don’t have to leave. He takes pride in feeding me, making me drink a ton of water and allows Binx to come into the nest. I’m nearly falling over as he lays a fresh blanket for me to fall asleep on.

“Get some rest,” he says before kissing my head and cuddling next to me. Binx lies right next to my face, his purrs loud and rumbly, almost as loud as my Alphas. I smile to myself, basking in my Heat afterglow before I fall into a dreamless sleep.

Kneading on my arm wakes me up, but I don’t open my eyes. “Seriously, do we all have to match?” I hear Griffin complaining, and I stifle my smile against the pillow.

“Yup, if I have to wear this shit, so do you,” Kenji replies.

“It’s not that bad,” Dion says.

“Happy Heatmas, really, Freddie?” Griffin says and Freddie laughs.

“Well, we say Happy Christmas at home, and she just had her heat. She’s going to love it.”

“She does love it, you should have seen her manic smile this morning when she saw me in it,” Kenji says and then I can’t handle my laughter anymore.

“I knew you were awake, you naughty little Omega,” Griffin says. I blink open my eyes and I see him in the matching pajamas and I lose it. He gives me a stern look. “Your ass might already be pink from your heat, but don’t push me,” he says, and I try to control the laughing fit. I really do. But they all look so dang cute I can’t.

Griffin shakes the argument out of his head. “Let’s go downstairs and do food and breakfast.”

I nod my head. “What time is it?”

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