Page 38 of OutFoxed

Giovanni murmured, “I caught your scent.”

“She put me right into your path. You still barely figured it out.” She smirked. “I am going to be rubbing your faces in it for a while.”

Thomas bit her neck, and she laughed.

Giovanni pulled a chair up and pulled the table with the food over. He started feeding her while Richard turned her and rubbed her calves and feet.

She paused and mumbled, “What’s going on?”

Richard grinned. “We are taking care of our omega after days of servicing her heat.”

Giovanni stroked her neck. “And then Richard has to mark you, and I am next. Once we are a complete flock, we will rest, and tomorrow you can see your friend.”

Merry swallowed. “So, I am just supposed to give in and do what you like?”

He grinned. “We can settle things later in a traditional manner. Arm wrestling.”

The other two laughed, and Merry smirked. “Fine.”

Giovanni paused. “Fine?”

“Fine. During my heats, you can fuss over me, but any other time I am willing to arm wrestle. Giovanni has a chance, but it will be a fair event with Thomas and Richard.” She chuckled. “Don’t even think about challenging Altar. She’s... tough.”

“Your half-sister is very distant from my thoughts.” He smirked. “I don’t think even a tough omega can stand against a determined alpha.”

“You haven’t met her yet. You will see.” She chuckled and then took the next bite.

Her alphas continued to tend her, and she thought about her sister and then thought about Ula. She wondered how the healing was coming along.

* * * *

“Oh, oh, oh...” Ula gasped and thrashed as Clark was thorough with his tongue, and a laughing Kasim held her hands above her head so she would stop pushing them away.

Ula’s bunny was delighted, but Ula snarled. “Okay, I am healed, skin is fine, nerves are fine. Stop, stop, stop.”

Clark lifted his head and licked his lips. “Really? You are very close.”

“Yup. Fine. Good enough.”

Clark was trailing his fingers over her, and he was nearing her clit. “Huh. I think I missed a spot.”

He dove down, and his tongue scraped over her. She clutched at Kasim’s hands, and her only move down below was to wrap her thighs around Clark’s head. Her orgasm struck, and she wailed as she shook against them. He delved two fingers into her, and the internal fluttering continued for another two minutes. He felt every motion.

Ula blinked back the tears in her eyes, and Kasim leaned in and kissed her lashes before kissing her lower lip upside down. She caught her breath and slumped back on Kasim’s bed. “So, we know it works.”

Clark laughed. “We do indeed. Nice and tight while being flexible and springy.”

“Oh, god. Don’t say stuff like that.” She looked down at Clark. “And get your fingers out of there.”

Kasim laughed and released his grip on her hands, sliding his palms down her arms and then her torso.

There was a sharp bark from another room, and the healers slowly eased away from her. Walter’s bark was adorable to Ula, but Clark and Kasim took it seriously.

She sat up, and the skirt was pulled down to flow around her ankles. Kasim helped her to her feet, and they walked down the hall to talk to Walter. Ula was embarrassingly slick, and her inner thighs rubbed together with a wet whisper.

Walter was sitting at his desk, and there were three chairs in front of it. Each seat had a contract and a heavy pen on it. He smiled. “Since you appear to be back to normal function, I have the final paperwork for the omega agreement.”

She tried to take one of the seats on the edge, but Kasim directed her to the middle. “Get used to being in the centre, Ula.”

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